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Rish let out a small sigh of pleasure as he settled down for the night, the light of the fire illuminating the orc demon's muscular red-skinned body. While he had no recollection of how he had gotten to the surface he knew he didn't have to care about it, not when he had the demonic tiger next to him to tell him what to do. That was all his life really embodied; he was the lover of the one next to him as well as the guardian and personal slut of their master Kona. As he looked around the forest clearing that they had decided to claim as their own for the night he saw the glowing body of the dragon-wolf off in the distance, the demonic runes on his body glowing with an unearthly cyan light along with the eyes that turned around to look straight at him.

The orc demon didn't need to be told that he was being summoned, Rish quickly making his way past the smirking tiger and into the brush before kneeling at his master's feet with his head bowed. "I have been thinking," Kona mused while he continued to look off in the darkness. "While you and Ysskre have been quite a bit of fun during my travels in this realm I think it's time for a bit of a change."

"A change, master?" Rish asked, a slightly nervous tone in his voice.

"Yes, something bigger then just having a dumb orc serving my every whim," Kona continued on, grinning down at Rish as the orc continued to shiver nervously. "Do not fret, I'm actually about to give you a gift, something that I've been saving up for an occasion such a this where we could have ourselves a little fun."

Before Rish could even ask what his master was talking about Kona leaned down and tapped a claw on his forehead, which immediately caused his eyes to snap open. While it was a simple touch it felt like the tip had pierced a dam that had been holding back a wave of memories, and as his jaws dropped the orc suddenly found himself remembering a completely different life. He hadn't merely been some demon bound to the other two, he quickly realized, he used to be a slayer of demons! The name Rook immediately popped into his head and as images of a stalwart dragonborn knight dressed in holy armor came into his mind it caused him to gasp and tremble.

Once the initial rush of thoughts was over and Rish... no, Rook found his intelligence returning he began to feel himself at a point of crisis. The memories of the noble, honor-bound, and chaise dragon slayer mixed with his new lecherous, lustful, demonic memories like oil and water. Suddenly the demon in front of him was both master and enemy; someone that he had vowed to protect with his life and to kill without hesitation. With no sword or abilities in his corrupted body there would be no way to perform the latter, the words of the incantations that would be used to contain such a creature causing his mind to burn just by focusing on them as he turned and staggered his way towards the campsite.

As soon as he got into the glow of the fire he saw the tiger demon standing there with a bemused smirk on his face, Rook's finger pointing at him as he remembered who he really was as well. "Skogor... you used to be my apprentice," Rook confirmed in his mind, watching as the bigger man got up and stretched his muscles before walking towards him. "What have you done to us, put us in league with a demon."

"And enjoyed every second of it," Ysskre replied with a chuckle. "The name Skogor means nothign to me, I am Ysskre and I am proud to be such. Now it's time that you embrace our new life as well, fully become Rish and enjoy the pleasure that comes from it."

Though the words of the demon tiger seemed to resonate in Rook's mind, likely due to all the commands that he had followed while he was Rish, he had managed to shore up his newfound resilience and tear himself away from the other creature. In his attempt at sport Kona had given him a chance to return to his old life, but to do that he had to rid himself of the demonic energies that his body was infused with. Since he still had all his memories as the orc demon, which was causing no end of arousal to him despite trying to shake those off, he knew where he was and that there was a town somewhat nearby that had a temple. While it would pain him greatly to enter such a holy place in this state he could potentially purify himself of this curse, and then regretfully chase after his old friend and his master in order to make sure that this would never happen again.

To his surprise when Rook turned and ran into the darkness of the trees Ysskre did not move to stop him, merely gave him a fanged grin from that toothy maw of his as he watched. As the orc demon ran through the trees away from the fire he kept getting flashes of memory of being on his knees, of the thick cock of the demon feline sliding between his tusks. He tried to tell himself this was just a trick of the demon but it was hard to resist the temptation of pleasure, especially with how long he had been living in such a corruptive way. After a while of running the light from the fire completely disappeared but he could still see perfectly well in the darkness.

"It's just one of the many gifts of being a demon," Ysskre said, his voice coming from the darkness causing Rook to jump as he turned to face his attacker.

"Ysskre, we could still save you," Rook replied, looking into the glowing blue eyes of the demon as they began to circle one another. "Just come with me, break your mind from the bonds of this demon."

"Ah, there's the old Rook manifesting," Ysskre laughed. "But I think you'll find that you enjoyed your time as Rish so much more then that stuffy dragonborn you used to be." Before Rook could open his mouth again the demon tiger disappeared, only to feel the hot breath of the other man right behind him. "Go on, touch yourself, see how good this new body of yours feels..."

Despite the words sounding as smooth as silk in his ears they were presented more as commands, and as Ysskre once more entered into his field of view he could see his eyes were shifting in hue while the glow flashed in intensity. Hypnosis... it was an insidious form of demonic influence, but even with that knowledge he found his fingers start to trail down and press against his pectorals. The smooth skin of the orc was so much different then his own scales, and as his fingers drifted towards his nipples he found himself letting out a groan of pleasure despite himself. As he heard the sound leave his mouth it made him even more aroused, even as a dragonborn his voice wasn't as deep and sultry as the one that escaped from his lips while Ysskre continued to hold his gaze.

"That's it," Ysskre said as he continued to keep his hands off, merely swaying back and forth to add another layer of enthrallment while also gesturing to have the orc move his fingers in a spiral pattern around the sensitive flesh. "You like it, don't you? The feel of your demonic body, the sound of your demonic voice, it just oozes with potent pleasure."

Though Rook had been so adamant to get rid of this body only minutes ago he found the words slipping into his mind without resistance. Even with his new memories and increased intellect the rebellion of his mind was starting to be crushed just from a simple rub of his fingers, especially as one hand started to drift downwards towards his erection as he realized he was naked. "My voice..." Rook started to say, only to shudder as he once more heard his deep rumble reverberate through his body. "Gods, just hearing myself makes me... want to..."

"Be a demon?" Ysskre finished, causing Rook to gasp as he was suddenly reminded of what he had been trying to push away in the first place. With the sudden burst of resilience he managed to tear himself away from the demonic tiger and start to run again, the feline once more smirking as he stood there with his own throbbing cock jutting out into the air. "Good, it would have been too short if he just succumbed then and there..."

Rook was too busy running to hear what the demon tiger had said, using his muscular body to leap over fallen tree trunks and break past branches effortlessly. This was such a good body, but as soon as the thought popped into his head he attempted to push it away. He had already been ensnared by these demons once and had almost succumbed a second time, which was evidenced by his maleness still being half-hard even as he ran. He found himself actively having to make sure his hands didn't drift down to touch it knowing that it would cause his cobbled together resolve to potentially break. But even as he got further away from the influence that had caused such feelings he could almost hear the words of Ysskre continue to echo in his ear.

Isn't being a demon so nice...

Feel the pleasure of such a decadent form...

You love being a demon...

As the words became clearer in his head Rook realized that he was actually hearing Ysskre in his mind! The demon had his hooks deeper into his psyche then he thought, the demon orc realized, and with no magical incantations to protect him it would only be his ability to stave off the hypnotic influence until he could get somewhere for help. "You can do this Rook," Rook uttered to himself as he began to move once more. "You don't love the way being a demon feels..."

Even as he tried to say things to counter what was being said in his own mind he found the words to be hollow. Worse still they were quickly used against him; not only did he have Ysskre's voice telling him that he would be much better as a demon but it was joined with his own dark, sinful tone telling him that he loved the way being a demon felt. That wasn't right, Rook tried to tell himself, but the more he tried to resist the louder the voices got in his head. More than once he had to stop and hold his head as he tried to push away the pleasure that was being fed to him as Ysskre commands in his head told him to look down at his demonic shaft and admire it.

You have a proud demon cock.

"I... I do have a proud demon cock," Rook found himself saying, his voice replacing Ysskre as his hands once more drifted down towards it only for him to pull back at the last second. "Wait... no, I am not a demon!"

You are a demon...

Rook groaned and found himself leaning against a tree trunk as he tried to resist the voices, but as he looked up at the canopy of trees he found his hips thrusting in the air and his fully erect cock jutted out in the air. "I... am a demon..." Rook muttered under his breath, his already corrupted mind succumbing to his own beautiful demonic voice as he wrapped a clawed hand against his shaft. "I can feel the pleasure of this decadent form... I love being a demon..."

"Yes you do," Ysskre's voice said, except as the demon orc turned his head he could see the tiger demon once more materialize from the darkness. "It's so delicious to watch you fall again; you thought that you could really escape master's influence when you can already sense how much you enjoy this. Look at you, practically craving my touch as well as your own."

Though Rook wanted to say something in order to save some manner of his dignity the demonic orc knew that everything that his former apprentice told him was true. He had already been tainted beyond redemption, and as he just stood there with his back against the tree the only thing he could do was pant heavily in pleasure while he stroked himself. "No stalwart words of wisdom from the demon slayer I see," Ysskre stated with a dark chuckle as he got up close, once more using his voice and eyes to sink the other man deeper into enthrallment. "Now that you're a little more accepting of your place, why don't you go over to that tree trunk and present yourself to me?"

While Rook balked at the comment it was accompanied by an intense desire to do what the other demon wanted. At this point he was acutely aware of every muscle of his orc body, his mind starting to accept this instead of his dragon form that he had normally been so proud of. He needed to be this demon, Rook realized, even when there was still a small part of his mind that was trying to find a way out of this situation it was drowning in the pleasure of his own trust as the enthralled demonic orc bent over pointed his butt right at the demonic tiger. Ysskre growled in delight as he saw how compliant the other man was, and as he approached he smacked the hands of Rook away from his cock while sliding his own between his thick butt cheeks.

"Now it's time for the final submission," Ysskre whispered in the ear of the demonic orc as he leaned against him, rubbing his hands up and down Rook's sides as the smaller demon shuddered under his furry bulk. "You're not going to touch yourself, and you will not be allowed to cum until you say your proper name. As a former demon slayer you know how powerful names are, so no treat until you recognize who you truly are now."

Rook felt his clawed fingers dig into the soft wood, partially from feeling the tip of the feline's maleness start to poke up against him and mostly because he felt what remained of his mental defenses start to crumble under this new onslaught of pleasure and hypnotic command. Though he wanted to blame the trance that he could feel himself under deep down he was responsible for letting the corruption into his thoughts, the way that Ysskre called him a former demon slayer driving home how far he had fallen from grace. In essence he was allowing this to happen, letting how good it felt cloud his judgement and let the feline demon, and by extension the wolf-dragon that had yet to show his face again, control him. He also knew that if he called himself the name that the two had given him then it would be the final submission, one that he was already starting to edge towards as Ysskre did the same to him.

At this point though it was hard to think of anything other then the tip of Ysskre's cock starting to push into his hole. When he attempted to push himself back up he felt the thick hands of the other demon push his muscular chest back down on the tree trunk, causing it to buckle slightly as the domineering demon feline started to spread him open. There was no need for prep, not for demonic creatures like them, and every inch of that throbbing flesh that pushed into him caused a wave of pleasure to course through his body. But even as he could feel his inner walls clamp around the cock that was sliding inside of him, all that desire causing his orgasm to build was creating a slow burn that was concentrating on his cock.

But just as Ysskre had told him the second that he was even getting close to cumming he could feel the demonic influence stopping him from getting close to climax. As the hand of the demon tiger pressed against the back of his neck and continued to push him down he could intensely feel the thick cock starting to slide in and out of him. "You know what you can do to get what you want," Ysskre said as he snarled in pleasure. "Just say your name..."

"It's... Rook..." Rook managed to gasp out, though when he said his own name Ysskre had timed a particularly hard thrust that nearly caused the demon orc to see stars. With the heavy hands of the tiger roaming possessively over his body he had long since given up the mental image of him as his dragon self, but the other man was literally trying to fuck the last of his identity out of him. "I'm... Rook...! I'm R..."

"Ohhh, someone is starting to slip a little bit," Ysskre teased with a breathy chuckle, pausing his thrusts just long enough to gloat over the one that was beneath him. "Just give in, you know you want to. You remember how good it felt to be a demon..."

As Rook squeezed his eyes shut from the pleasure the words of the feline continued to seep their way into his brain, though they opened once more when he felt Ysskre pull out just long enough to spin him around and pull his legs up. The weight of the tree trunk continued to strain under the weight of the orc being fully on top of it, his legs being spread apart by the demonic feline and his hole stretched open once more. With the other demon staring straight down at him while he sank his throbbing shaft deep inside him it was easy for Rook to get lost in those eyes once more, but while he could feel the hypnotic power once more eroding his resistance the tiger didn't say a word. He would not be commanded to say the name, Rook realized, he would have to succumb all on his own if he wanted to cum.

It was something that was getting harder to ignore as the pleasure was building inside of the orc with no chance of release. It was building up like a pressure, and if he attempted to use any sort of demonic power to override Ysskre it would just be admitting to what the demonic tiger wanted all along. Even if he could though he wouldn't have been able to, not with the domineering presence of the other male bearing down on him. As he quickly got his cock back to the hilt inside of the demon orc it caused Rook's cock to rub against the soft fur and hardened ab muscles that made his leaking shaft pulse.

"I'm not... going to say... anything..." Rook said as a desperate act to try and keep the last bastion of himself that wasn't a demon, but between the hypnotic commands and the powerful sensations of pleasure it was getting hard not to agree with the voices in his head. It was fun to be a demon, to live a life of debauchery and lust, to serve a creature such as Kona and be the plaything of Ysskre as well. This was the life that he had been living for weeks, maybe even months at this point without even realizing, and as he heard his name being said over and over in his mind he found himself biting his lip before he finally allowed his lips to speak it.

"I'm... Rish..."

The second that the name left his mouth it felt like he had just allowed the dam to burst inside of his mind, the corruption that he had been holding back up to this point washing through his system along with the intense pleasure of his orgasm. Ysskre had locked his hips against the other demon as well and as the new Rish found his thick orc cock painting the ground with his seed the feline was doing the same inside of him. It was something that had happened untold times before while Rish was under the mindset of being a dumb orc demon, but this time the intellect and memories of the former demon hunter had remained as well. But there was no balking at the defilement of his body, all that nonsense he had held about the purity of his spirit was burned away in the wildfire of euphoric lust that came from the one that was pumping him full from behind.

"It appears our former dragon has had a change of heart," a low, growling voice stated as Kona stepped out from the shadows himself. Rish was unsure of how long his master had been there, but with the desire to escape no longer clouding his judgement he could feel his presence like the sun on his face. "Isn't that right, Rish?"

"Yes Master," Rish replied, his words still being punctuated as Ysskre started to hump into him once more as though to show off his demonic stamina. "I see now the error of my ways and how sexy this body is you gave me."

"Oh, do you now," Kona replied as he snapped his fingers, a piece of parchment suddenly appearing in his hands after a flash of blue fire. "So if I were to give you back your contract right now and free you from your demonic bindings, you wouldn't want to take me up on my offer? You'd rather stay here with me and Ysskre instead of take up the mantle of demon slayer?"

This time there was no hesitation in the demon orc as he shook his head, surprising even Ysskre with how vehemently he denied it. "I realize now thanks to you that this is far superior to my former life," Rish explained. "Now that my eyes have been cleared of the fog I can see even now that I want to be here, I want to serve Ysskre and you rather then have to continue to kill creatures such as yourself. Creatures... such as myself."

"It warms my heart to hear you say that," Kona said as he clenched his fist, the parchment disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. "Ysskre told me that you would see the light if we gave you a chance, and to see you not even lamenting the loss of your dragon form means that you do truly belong where you are. Now I think that this deserves a little gift to mark the occasion, as well as show anyone who looks at you who you belong to."

Rish could feel his pace quicken from more then just the rhythm of the demonic feline increasing behind him, already pushing for a second round while he felt his own cock get hard once again. As Kona sauntered over towards him the orc could also see that the demon that had caused all this was erect as well, though as his mouth instinctively opened the only thing he found pressed to his lips was the finger of the demon. It appeared his master had something else in store for him, the demon orc realized, and as he remained hunched over the tree trunk the demon dragon-wolf pressed his hands against the bright red skin of his shoulders. Almost immediately Rish could feel a tingling sensation seep into the flesh, almost like a pins and needles sensation that followed the glowing palms of the creature that was slowly sliding towards his arms.

It wasn't until Kona was completely finished with his work and pulled away did Rish see what had happened to him. Though it was hard for him to see it in its entirety his master was quick to land a hand by manifesting a mirror in front of him. The demon orc saw his own jaw drop when he looked at the glowing blue demonic runes on his shoulders; at first he couldn't tell what they were, but as his corrupted mind took in the magic that came with the new tattoos he realized that they were names. The first was Kona, which was natural considering that he was his master and should be branded as his property, but the other one was a slight surprise when he realized that it was Ysskre.

"What, you thought just because you regained your memories that you wouldn't be under me?" Ysskre huffed into his ear as his furry muscular chest pushed down hard against his back, causing Rish to moan as he saw the fierce grin of the feline in the reflection of the mirror. "You will always be my plaything Rish, you belong under me just like I belong under Kona. Of course, I don't seem to hear you complaining."

Though it was partially because he was experiencing more of the blissful sensations of his insides being pounded into that made it hard to think, but even with a clear head Rish knew that what the demonic tiger said was true. He had already forsaken his previous life, given up the idea of returning to the fold of the demon slayers, and instead his heavily influenced mind had decided to live in the enthralling bliss of these two. With the branding of his body finished Kona informed him it was time to open that pretty mouth of his to give him the second part of his reward, and with his jaws already partially apart from his gasping breaths it didn't take much before the demon pushed his maleness between his tusks. The sensation of serving his master was almost as sublime as being spit-roasted by these two as Kona grabbed his horns and quickly rolled his hips in order to catch up with the pace that Ysskre was setting from behind.

With their augmented physiology Rish got to experience multiple orgasms as he served his master's, the ground underneath their feet becoming tainted with demonic seed to the point where bizarre flora began to emerge from it. One thing that he benefited from remembering his old life was that he could identify that this spot would become a zone of corruption due to their coupling; anyone that might come across this area would start to feel their inhibitions lower and their minds give in to lustful instincts, something that he would have normally destroyed with purification rituals. Now Rish hoped he could be there when someone stumbled in and began to succumb to the corruption that was seeping into the very ground beneath them.

Rish wasn't sure how long Kona slid his cock down into his throat, but after multiple orgasms shared by all three demons eventually they all tired themselves past the point even their unnatural stamina could hold them. The demon orc in particular had become nothing more then a sloppy mess, demon cum oozing out of his mouth and butt as Ysskre nearly collapsed on top of him. While Kona was also breathing heavy, despite the fact that none of them actually had to really breathe, he still had some spark in his movements as he slowly pulled his ridged length past the suctioned lips of the orc before it popped out. Even with one still inside of him Rish felt empty without his master's shaft insdie of him, though he knew that this would only be the start.

"Now, while its been fun traveling around and sowing the seeds of corruption through this land, I think it's time for us to leave," Kona informed the other two. "This place is not safe for creatures like us, and even with Rish here I don't wish to expose us to the wiles of the demon slayers he previously belonged to."

"You mean, we're not going to subjugate a town to our influence?" Ysskre asked, Rish hearing a note of disappointment in his voice as he pulled out of the orc so quick that it nearly caused both men to collapse from the sudden stimulation. "Not even a little one?"

"While that had been the plan, it seems that we've drawn more attention to ourselves since taking one of their own," Kona replied. "I also happen to be more of a lover than a fighter, and if people are warned against making wishes with me then our natural demonic charisma won't be enough to win over people in time to see the response of the demon slayers that are pursuing us. Plus now that we have Rish back to rights it's time that I teach you a few new things about those bodies of yours; if you think we were having fun before, wait until you get to twist the wish of some pathetic mortal that doesn't even see it coming."

Kona's smirk widened as the two demons he had created laughed and said that they couldn't wait to see that, unaware that they had been those mortals mere weeks ago on that fateful day inside of the mill. It had always tickled him to see how far he could push them... and with Rish starting to ask if he could somehow use the training he had in order to help with things like creating demonic wards. The pious ones were always the most fascinating to break, the demon dragon-wolf thought to himself as he told them that there would be plenty of time for that before giving them both a playful smack on their butts. While it helped to get them moving it also provided one last brand, the demon-wolf's head appearing in glowing stylized relief.

With his property properly marked it was time for them to go, there were plenty more wishes out there and Kona was glad for help in fulfilling them all... with a bit of switching around for his own benefit.