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Sun was just setting on the small city of Almon, golden rays slowly giving way to oranges and blues as night was creeping across the sky. While the city itself seemed pretty normal, nothing too out of the ordinary by the light of day and by the naked eye, there was more going on than just what would be presented to anyone just passing through. While it wasn’t any sort of a secret among the people that lived there, and it wasn’t like they were trying to hide it, the townspeople had a special gift that had always been present inside their community since long before the place stood where it was today. Before there were buildings and civilization on the land and its surrounding area, there was a solitary barn and what used to be farm land, remote and out of the way of anything, and a place where a secret cult had been meeting and performing their rites and rituals. They were a special group that didn’t operate like most other secret, demonic groups, and had their focus on one being whom they would always serve, and always summon periodically. Baalmot. Baalmot himself took residence in another realm, but was always happy when followers and worshipers would call him forth. It was quite easy to gain their trust with what he could do, and what he liked to do. Even after the city started to build up around where the rituals were taking place, there always seemed to be more and more working their way toward helping keep him around, and even inviting him in more and more. Over time, it became a tradition, something normal, something special that the townspeople enjoyed. No longer the sort of thing that was hidden away by a cult, it was more like a local tradition. Even though he was a demon, Baalmot wasn’t one to destroy the lives of those that served him, and instead mostly enriched them, got to know them, and was just somewhat another member of the community. And tonight would be no different. Even with the city having gone up around the area, the townspeople had kept the barn that stood since the old days, even building it up some, making it more like a large home of sorts, becoming more of a community center. And tonight, as the sun fell, many were gathered for the once-a-year party that almost no-one in town missed. The Harvest Festival. With the doors open and lights up here and there, everything set up for a long party that would go into the night. Tonight was one of the most important nights, including for Baalmot. It marked the night for a ritual to be held, the yearly Harvest Festival, all dedicated to Baalmot, and usually ending up being a night of debauchery and fun. It was one of the demon’s favorite nights of the year, and he always looked forward to it. As people were slowly still shuffling in, things were already in place, and the ceremony was about to begin. The room was rather packed to watch the start of the ritual, being held in a rather grand looking foyer, with people up stairs of either side to get a view down at the summoning circle that had been set up, several people around putting on the finishing touches. Most people were wearing just casual clothes, though some had already started to strip those down, stuffing them in a bag and leaving them off to the side. Others were wearing matching cloaks that were sold at the community center itself, having colors that matched Baalmot, and wearing nothing underneath. And as things were about to begin, a lot of those waiting in anticipation were getting a bit riled up. As the clock struck eight-o-clock at night, there were some soft cheers from the gathered crowd, all looking on as they watched the crew finish up the last of the touches on the circle, and several were all standing by and coaching this year’s sacrifice. Every Harvest Festival, it was common to do a more… archaic and formal version of the summoning ritual, which included requiring someone to sacrifice their manhood to entice Baalmot to come through. Although usually Baalmot didn’t need that for a reason to visit, and sometimes even showed up unannounced and without being summoned, it was something he insisted on being continued, as was tradition. A young buck stood with the cloak around his shoulders, naked otherwise as he was conversing in a small circle with the previous years' sacrifices, being coached and bit and reminded of how it all worked. A few of them had even reached down, giving the stag’s thick shaft some slow strokes, helping to get it fully hard as it throbbed out from his hips, very thick and heavy and something to be proud of as his thick balls were very full and pent up from his rut. All of the other sacrifices from before had smooth crotches, just a small hole left where their shaft should be situated, leftover from their offering being accepted, and their shaft being taken by the demon, rendering them null. It was a high honor though, and sacrifices were well taken care of and revered after, especially by Baalmot. But there was little more time to prepare now as he turned around, slowly going to kneel in front of the large circle that was on the floor. Several of the crew slowly started to move around the circle, setting up candles and motion for the crowd to quiet down, especially as that aroused deer cock as slowly lowered down to rest just on top of the circle, the young male kneeling down and keeping his throbbing dick there, even as it leaked a bit of precum, slowly stroking over himself to ensure he’d stay hard and ready. With everything in place, the crowd quiet and paying attention, the buck slowly spoke up. “O Baalmot, demon of our worship! We summon thee forth! For we wish to partake of your services, and show our devotion for yet another year! Accept my offering, freely given, and join us!” As he was speaking, his shaft twitching in anticipation, he could see the circle starting to glow, feeling a heat pulsing up from it, feeling the pleasure surge through his shaft and over his sack and groin, making his already full sack feel that much more heavy and in need of release. He couldn’t help but let out a moan, watching as the ritual slowly took hold. The glowing grew heavier, brighter, and continued to swell until a wave of heat emanated from the circle, filling the room and passing through everyone with a slight gasp. As the red glow seemed to hit a fever pitch, the floor under the symbol seeming to change to a deep red, they all watched as a thick black cock tip seemed to peak up from the circle, fat and throbbing softly, leaking a bit of precum even as it pushed up more and more, like a throbbing tentacle that almost seemed to be staring directly at the deer. Soft throbs went through the length as more of it came out of the circle, but it seemed to keep straight forward, curling behind it like a snake, almost dancing back and forth a bit as well as the end leaked out slick, wet fluid, drooling precum down on itself that dripped off onto the floor. It moved in a bit closer, closing the distance between that muzzle and itself as it seemed to just look and stare, almost like a cobra trying to stare down its prey. It seemed to bulge out some, pulsing a bit more and twitching in the air before it slowly started to angle downward, pointed straight toward the young stag’s shaft. It started moving to slowly press up against it a bit and making the male huff and groan in pleasure. After just a slight movement, the cock tip was soon moving to press up against the other tip, leaking a lot more precum as deeper grunts and moans came from the deer, watching and feeling as that tip seemed to almost swell and get fatter while pressing up against his, feeling an extremely tight warmth over his glans as the tentacle-like shaft was engulfing his own. There were moans and huffs coming from the crowd as they watched, hearing the pleasured noises and loud squelching, almost slurping sounds as that fat, virile shaft was being taken in by the other that had come through the circle. Seeing how it stretched and slipped further over the throbbing length of the sacrifice, and hearing his heavy grunts and pants of pleasure were quite the show for most in the room, some of which were openly starting to stroke at themselves as it continued. Even as his dick was being devoured by the other, the deer was enjoying every second of it. The hot throbbing and pulsing over his own shaft was taken in with each push forward, feeling it swallow more into that slick, hot passage and seeing the tip getting ever closer to his crotch was something he dreamed about. He was honored and exhilarated to feel the bulbous tip slowly creep up his length inch by inch, feeling the silky, wet precum leaking out over it with each heavy twitch. With only a few moments required for the cervine cock to be slurped over by that prehensile length, feeling the greedy cum slit pressing up against his crotch and squeezing tightly over his manhood, the young buck managed to calm his breathy noises of pleasure to let out the last of the words he would need to provide for the ceremony. “D-Devour my virility - mmmh - so that you may add to your ow - ooooh - own… And join us on this ni - night of pleasure, Baalmot!” As soon as those words echoed a bit in the room, a deeper sounding squelch came from the buck’s crotch, forcing a loud, long moan from him as he looked down. A strange sensation washed over his groin, a heavy tugging and pulling as the cock stretched out over his own squeezed and pulled roughly. It seemed to happen rhythmically, as if in time with the strong pulsing over his thick rod, only getting stronger and stronger rather quickly. But as soon as it started, it seemed to end as he let out another long, deep moan, feeling the tugging stop, but watching as his cock pulled away from him with a soft squelch. He could still feel it, watching as his stuffed sack and fat orbs were pulled away, his manhood now detached from his body and being devoured deeper into the pulsating depths. His moaning grew louder still as his balls met that wet cum slit, feeling it stretch open and pop in the first, quickly followed by the second. Reaching down, the stag felt over his crotch, feeling it slightly squishy, more pronounced and bulged out, as if it was pulled outward more, and the wet, dribbling hole still left there where clear juices were pouring free from his arousal. The crowd watched as the bulge of the sacrifice's cock slid down the greedier one, watching it slowly disappear into the circle, and the moment it did, the young male sitting at it seemed to pant and huff, no longer moaning, the sensations of his shaft gone and left null. Even as the buck was rubbing at himself needily, feeling an intense pleasure from doing so, but no closer to that orgasm lingering forever out of reach from his own rubbing, he felt content. He watched as that prehensile dick that just took his own slowly seemed to move back into the circle, slowly dipping down underneath. Standing up slowly, with two of the previous sacrifices coming close to help him up, and also reach down to grope and feel at his new null bulge in appreciation, a sudden cheer come up from the crowd as a hand slowly moved out of the circle around the edge, going to plant and hold onto the floor as a second soon came up. Antlers slowly rise from the circle, soon followed by the head of the demon they were summoning, Baalmot. Pulling himself up slowly, a grin on his muzzle, the demonic cervine had a happy and pleasured look to him as he was still enjoying the sacrifice’s shaft bubbling away in his sack while pulling himself up. His jet black antlers gave way to his brown and white fur, his head pulling up from the circle and slowly getting to show his muscled chest and pecs, his arms quite built with rippling muscles. His stomach was flat, abs shown off instead as he was still pulling up from the circle as the crowd was still cheering for his arrival. As he got close to his waist though, he seemed to stop a second, seeming to get a bit stuck. He looked down and around at the circle itself, looking a bit peeved as he looked at the crew that was working on the circle. “You made the circle too small again.” The room seemed to quiet down a bit at that, sort of murmuring a bit. Stepping closer, one of the crew members seemed a bit flustered as they looked at him. “Th-the instructions said six meters, sir…” Baalmot rolled his eyes a bit. “I told you last time, it should be nine - Just get over here and help me.” Several of the other crew members also came closer, going to slowly reach out and grab at Baalmot’s arms, going to start to help him pull up with effort. As they did, it was apparent how much of a size difference there was, especially as those hips and legs started to come through the circle, going to slowly stand up on his own. Of course, that wasn’t the only thing everyone had their eyes on. Baalmot’s massively long and thick cock was on display as well, pulling up the rest of the way from the portal and being used like a hand to press on the ground and help steady himself. The thick shaft was extremely long, almost longer than Baalmot was tall, which was already a staggering ten feet! It coiled and moved almost like it was it’s own being, the prehensile cock always pulsing and softly throbbing as it moved this way and that, colored black as night, hovering in the air just in front of the demon as he slowly got to his feet, the crew members stepping back as he waved around the room, looking at everyone that was applauding and cheering for his arrival again. “Thank you all for summoning me once again, and joining in the Harvest Festival. I already have some plans in mind, but to kick things off…” As he trailed off, his shaft dipped back into the circle, soon slowly pulling up a large keg marked with demonic symbols as it was set down aside. “I brought you all some sinful wine!” Hearing the cheers from the announcement, his length had already dipped back down to pull out a few more kegs, setting them aside before he slowly moved to motion for the crew to take the kegs and set them up, that same hand idly going down to rub at his very full and heavy sack, having just finished churning away the yearly sacrifice’s dick. Slowly leaning down to look at the young stag who’s shaft was offered, he reached to give him a soft rub and pat on that new null bulge as he gave a chuckle. “Your cock was great, and it’ll be better with me, You should be proud.” He had a bit of a toothy smile at that before slowly turning his attention to the entire room again. “Let’s party!” Erupting into a small cheer at that, as music started to play throughout the building, people seemed to be getting more into the spirit now that the guest of honor had arrived, and the opening ceremony was finished.Several of the partygoers, still quite aroused from the show of the ceremony, had already started to enjoy each other, stroking at each other, fucking and openly enjoying each others bodies. It was the spirit of the night after all, debauchery of all kinds and openly showing lust. Stepping a bit closer to that small group of his sacrifices, Baalmot slowly moved that long, prehensile shaft of his to give each of their null bulges just a slightly poking and brush from his length, hearing each of them moan deeply from the sensation, and feeling the newest one reaching to softly rub over his heavy, very full sack. “I’ll make sure to give you all special attention later, don’t worry. I need to mingle a bit first though. Feel free to get your asses fucked before me though. Don’t want to leave my special boys wanting while they are waiting.” With a bit of a chuckle, he gave them a slight wave, making sure to snake his cock just right to slowly press and rub his cock tip up against each of their rears, smearing a bit of his pre seed on them as he saw them all blush and look toward him as he stepped away. Going to look over others in the party, moving past a few people already drinking at the wine he brought, and a few more just talking here and there, Baalmot slowly saw something he knew he wanted to get in on. Up against one of the walls there were a few guys enjoying each other’s company, a rather athletic looking lizard with his hands on a lion’s head, slowly humping into his mouth as his tail was raised up, and behind him was a stud of a horse eating out his ass. Closing the gap in a few steps, he had a smile to the three, the lizard being the one to react to him and huffing a bit as he enjoyed the other two servicing him, whose shafts were rock hard and drooling… and unprotected. He snaked his shaft down a bit more, first toward that lion’s length as he moved up behind the lion, reaching to give that head a soft pat. He let out a low huff of his own as his prehensile length quickly found the throbbing length of the lion, roughly and quickly pushing down over it and making the feline moan over the lizard shaft shoved in his mouth as Baalmot gave his head a few soft pats. “That’s it, service this guy.”, he said as his cock already was at the base of the smaller one it had engulfed. As swift as it started, it was swiftly over, the lion squirming and moaning as his cock was tugged away from him, slurped up by the greedy demon cock and swallowed down, leaving the lion null, who was quickly getting more into slurping over the length being fed to him as his crotch dribbled clear precum onto the floor. Baalmot was still enjoying the feeling of that shaft slipping down the entirety of his length when he couldn’t leave the horse out of the fun. He stepped past that two, putting his hand on the back of the horse’s head and pushing it up against the lizard’s rear, making the horse let out a grunt against that ass ring his tongue was dug deep in as he simultaneously let out a loud whinny. The tightness around his shaft was intense and fast, feeling his length being slid inside something quickly and roughly. He tried to move slowly to pull back and see what was happening, but was held up against that ass he was enjoying. “Ah ah, finish enjoying his rear…” Baalmot chuckled as he said that, swiftly followed by his own deep groan as he tugged that horse cock free, leaving the horse null in a mere moment, hearing his moans get louder as he started servicing the lizard’s butt more fervently without the thought of his needy cock getting in the way. “Good pony. Treat his ass well and he might just take yours…” He gave that head a pat, letting out a low huff as he stepped away. It only took a few moments for both of those lengths to slip down his length, enjoying the sensation of both bulges sliding through and into his already heavy sack. The loud gurgling and groaning that came from his balls was always music to his ears, reaching down to give his balls a soft rub as they quickly melted down each manhood into thick, heavy nut sludge. He knew the two he had just nulled would be moaning and grunting through that process, still feeling their shafts melting away in his balls until it dissipated and were gone. As he looked over, he did see both still tending to the lizard, but now both reaching down to rub at the null crotches. Reaching over his length and giving it a slight rub, he huffed as he transferred some of that seed and size into his own. He was able to freely transfer his cum into cock size, and cocks he took into cum, not to mention size of his own length into his heavy seed. Each time he did, it felt like each throb along his long, prehensile cock was amplified, feeling it stretch out slightly with each pulse. The pleasure radiated along the entirety of his dick, and through his groin and sack until it ended, each time feeling another few inches added to his monster of dick. It was an easy way to keep his balls not-so-full, or to manage his cock size a bit better. In some cases, it was worth shedding a few inches to watch someone bloat out with a rather intense load. However he used his gifts, it was always for his own pleasure first rather than others. “Mmh… A good start to a good night.” Knowing it was still probably a bit too soon to start the first major event of the night, Baalmot took the moment to just slowly pass by some of the party goers, giving a soft wave to some of the people who noticed him here and there. He knew basically everyone already, having been around town very often, and having dealt with most of them in one way or another before. Passing by here and there, giving a few ass smacks using his cock here and there, a few “nuzzles” with that dribbling tip of his as he let out a soft huff each time, enjoying rubbing that prehensile dick across others as he went. But as he was moving through the crowd, he spotted someone in particular, having a slight grin on his muzzle as he passed through toward them. “Just the man I was looking for! Henrick!” Hearing those words, almost stopping dead in his tracks mid sentence toward the lady he was talking to, the rather lithe rabbit suddenly stopped, his hand on his oversized tool as it drooled on the ground. Looking toward Baalmot as the stag approached, he chuckled a bit sheepishly, turning toward him and waving a bit, almost like he was caught in the act. “Oh! Baalmot! I’m glad you found me…” Feigning his happiness and excitement, he saw the look on the demon’s face, knowing what was about to come next. “As I saw you being summoned I quickly remembered the deal we made. I was just telling my friend about it, right, Jeri?” He turned and nodded toward the lady, who just chuckled and shook her head a bit before stepping away. “I’ll catch up with you later!” Henrick was definitely being a bit pathetic at that comment, turning to sheepishly look back at Baalmot. The demon just let out a slight chuckle and moved up much closer to the rabbit, slowly going to put a hand on that immense dick jutting out from that crotch, coaxing a slight huff from Henrick. “Exactly. It was this night a year ago we made our deal. I would give you this massive monster between your legs, and come to collect it after a year of you enjoying it. And now it’s time to pay. I’m sure you’ve had your fill, right?” He had a sly grin as he spoke, leaning a bit closer in, his prehensile length already moving to press that tip up against the rabbit’s. Stifling the slight huffing and low grunts, Henrick nodded in agreement as he could feel the hot precum splattering over his tip, already somewhat succumbing a bit to its exposure, feeling that shaft of his getting as hard as a rock and staying that way. “O-of course, Baalmot… I’m ready…” Reluctant words that quickly changed into heavy, long groans and moans from the rabbit, keeping himself steady as he looked down, feeling the tightness of that snake-like dick stretching and spreading over his length rather quickly. “Good. Because I wasn’t going to wait for you to say yes.” He whispered that last part, huffing as he pushed that shaft more roughly over the ponderous size he had given the bunny, feeling how his manhood had to spread out quite a bit over the other, but was still not nearly a point where it would be difficult for him. He moved to stand right next to the rabbit, at his side and with his arm around that back, a hand sneakily moving to rub and grope at that butt, a finger dipping between almost to tease as he looked on with Henrick as he worked his shaft over the other. “Feels amazing, doesn’t it?” Not able to do more than huff and grunt, Henrick almost leaned over to grab onto Baalmot, nodding a bit and almost humping up into the devouring cock, helping to slide his pole in a bit more, and quickly feeling the tip press and squish up against the base, up against his crotch. “Mfff… Y-yeah… Oh fuck…” The combination of the teasing and the rough tugging as the tightness increased and that black tube was pulling at his manhood, was starting to cloud his mind some, right on the edge of his orgasm and trying to reach there as each tug made him feel like sparks were flying. “I.. I-I’m gonna…!” But before he could finish those words, before the sensation could hit him, he gasped as a wet pop was heard, his shaft being pulled away, and swiftly being pulled deeper along that length that had just swallowed it up, already pulling in those balls as Baalmot groaned a bit, sliding a digit inside Henrick’s hole and pressing inside. “No you aren’t.” Henrick almost whimpered at that, huffing at the extremely pleasurable sensation, reaching out to press and almost rub along that prehensile length, as if trying to rub his cock through it as it traveled along it, pressing his now-needy ass back on that finger as his other hand was already on his null bulge, rubbing and squeezing on it. “P-please… Let me cum…” “You’ll have to find someone else to fill this hole of yours and make them a deal for that, Henrick.” Baalmot chuckled a bit at that, letting out a low huff as he felt that shaft slowly getting into the base of his pride, feeling it slowly slipping into his left nut with a slow, but satisfying squelch, already being broken down the second it entered, finger slowly pulling away from that hole. He leaned to give a slight smooch to the rabbit’s forehead. “Have a good time getting pounded tonight. I’m sure that will fill the void.” Stepping away slowly, Baalmot gave his sack a few soft pats, enjoying the loud gurgling and sloshing before it was already finished, his balls pretty thick and heavy, very full already as he left Henrick to his own devices. Deciding it would be a good time to check and make sure people were enjoying the wine he brought among the other drinks, Baalmot headed over toward the refreshments tables, making sure to greet a few people here and there on his way over. Once he got there, he was happy to see that one of the kegs he brought was already empty, the second tapped with several people around seeming to be enjoying the wine. Of course, there was also beer and such of all kinds available, plenty for everyone to enjoy and go around. Baalmot moved slowly over the table, as if inspecting to make sure nothing was being spiked and all the drinks were in order, even going to sample a bit of it here and there before he seemed satisfied. When he turned to look past the table though, his eyes caught a very nice sight, and stayed there as he chuckled a bit. Laying on the floor was a wolf, naked and passed out, probably from drinking too much. His grey fur contrasted with the white on his center, athletic build accentuating his body some, but the main star of the show definitely being between his legs. He had a massive sheath, very thick and heavy along with his balls. He was soft, his length still inside, but no doubt a very large length was hidden within. One that Baalmot definitely had his eyes on, a slight grin on his muzzle as he stepped right up beside the wolf. Going to slowly lean over the sleeping canine, Baalmot moved that long, thick shaft of his overtop, going to put it just in front of the passed out wolf’s face, waving it there a bit and testing to see just how out of it he was. Not seeing any reaction or any sign of being remotely conscious, the demon slowly moved that shaft lower, slightly going to poke at that thick sheath with his cock tip, seeing it pulse just a bit in response, but no other reaction from the black-out drunk. Taking things a step further, that ebony tip slowly move to press right up against the opening of that thick, fleshy prison, letting out a slight huff as he felt it just slightly give and spread open a bit more him, feeling the slight pulsating, furry rim around his glans. With no reaction still from the wolf, just passed out and breathing slowly regardless of the slight throbbing of that sheath, Baalmot just slowly pushed his cock a bit more inside, letting out a low groan of his own at the sensation of the slick pocket giving way for him, the throbbing getting a bit stronger as it stretched over his invading cock ever-so nicely. It felt nice to just slowly press forward into that slimy sheath, starting to poke in just enough to feel the softly throbbing tip of the wolf’s tapered cock up against his own as he let out a low huff at that sensation. Just what he was looking for in there. Slowly pressing his tip up against the other one, making sure they lined up just right, Baalmot let out a low groan as he was able to start slipping that soft dog dick into his cum slit, feeling it sliding straight into his own greedy member easily, and feeling just how large it was too. On the outside, a few people had started to look on, seeing the black, tentacle-like demon dick pushed into that sheath of the drunk wolf, slightly pulsing and throbbing as they could guess what the demon was up to. They could see that shaft squirming just a bit, seeing it pulse and throb and slip further in that sheath still. But on the inside, the entirety of the soft canine manhood was swallowed up inside the greedy length, being squeezed and tugged at roughly and heavily. Baalmot was curious what would happen, seeing that sheath getting a bit fatter and more pronounced as he tugged each time, letting out low grunts and huffs as he soon felt that soft length pop free, the sheath definitely feeling more tight and fat after he did, and feeling the slick pre leaking out inside it from the hole left where the shaft was pulled from. Deciding to keep his length pressed into that now-tight and slick sheath, enjoying the sensation he was getting from having his dick slid in there, he started to pull that shaft through the long throbbing tube with a slow huff, reaching to rub over it as it slid down his lengths ever so slowly. He even slightly started to move this cock tip back and forth in that fleshy bundle around the tip of his hungry length, fucking it slightly as the sensations of the canine shaft getting over closer to his sack were his focus. The drunk seemed to be stirring more now though, letting out slight huffs from the sensations being given to him, almost slowly opening up his eyes just as he was feeling his the sensations of his cock starting to disappear, slowly entering that full sack and starting to dissolve into thick demon seed. He didn’t quite seem to be at his senses yet, his hand reaching over toward his sheath and touching Baalmot’s dick a bit, feeling at it as if trying to understand the foreign feeling of his sheath being fucked. “Wakey wakey.” Baalmot had a playful smile as he was reaching to rub at his full balls, feeling the last of that flaccid canine member soon nothing but hot, bubbling demon cum while his balls sloshed, gurgled and churned a bit more. “I think you lost something there… but gained something more.” The demon stag leaned down a bit chuckling a bit more before giving a just slightly stronger thrust with that prehensile shaft, making a slick, wet schlop as it shoved into that particularly wet sheath. Even Baalmot let out a bit of a moan at that sensation. It was really a nice little spot to shove cock into, so slick and wet, plush and throbbing slowly. And judging by the loud moan that came back from the wolf, he liked it as he finally came to, looking down to see his sheath swallowing that ebony cock. “Mmh… Fuck… Baalmot… What happ- Ohhhh fuck…” He couldn’t get a word out as he was interrupted by another heavy thrust from that snake-like dick, feeling it push in and feeling slick, wet precum splatter out of the sides of it, making a mess of his sheath as he reached to rub over it. The swollen spot was throbbing quite heavily, thicker and heavier than he remembered it, and much more sensitive. “W-wait… Don’t stop…” A deep blush was plastered across the wolf’s face, seemingly on the verge of an orgasm just as that shiny, juice-covered tip pulled free, pulling out a low moan from the wolf. Baalmot smiled as he looked down, seeing that sheath just slightly open, but slowly tightening back up rather quickly as precum seemed to sputter and spurt out of it, the wolf whining and looking up at the demon. “Well, isn’t that something just delightful. I think your sheath is basically a pussy now! Don’t worry, I’m sure someone else around here will love to plow you plenty.” He slowly moves to rim around that sheath entrance with his tip, smearing a mixture of his precum and the wolf’s with a soft tease, going to give his inflated sack a few pats. “I got what I came for. You have fun.” The wolf was panting softly as he heard that, looking down at his sheath and going to rub at it with one hand, the other going to slowly dip a few fingers inside as he let out a low groan. His mind wasn’t even able to linger on the fact he just had his cock taken by Baalmot, and instead was focused on a surprising need to have his sheath filled, looking at a few of the people that were watching and seeing a few hard shafts being stroked in front of him. He slowly moved to sit up a bit, spreading his legs and moving to slightly pull his sheath open with a finger, a spurt of precum gushing out of it and dripping down his balls as he looked up at them. “S-someone fuck me, please…” It was something nice to hear as he walked away, seeing someone already moving closer to do just that while Baalmot had a wide smile on his muzzle. It was always nice when those that lost their shafts to him embraced their new situation, and most did. But this was a particularly interesting outcome to be sure. He’d have to try and make a habit of doing it more often, for sure. As he was stepping away, Baalmot let out a slight huff, his balls being a little too big for right now with how many dicks he had churned, sloshing and making it a bit hard to walk. He stopped for a moment, reaching down with a hand to give some soft rubs to those massive orbs as they started to audibly churn a bit, clenching slightly and making them raise and drop down a bit as they processed some of that seed, other hand softly stroking along his length as it gave a few soft pleasurable throbs, feeling it swell and get longer as he converted that cum into size to help make it easier to walk for now, giving his snake-like shaft a few pats with a grin before he started moving again. Moving among the ground, doing the usual of saying hi to people and teasing others, the party was really getting into the swing of things now as more people were arriving and it went into the night. There were people more openly comparing cock sizes and enjoying each other’s company around, with still more people slowly arriving. It was an event the whole town usually turned out for, so that was no surprise. Seeing a small gathering off in one of the corners, the demon deer slowly stepped up closer to see what was going on, recognizing a few of the faces at first before chuckling as he noticed everyone in the small circle. “Well, look at all you lovely nulls having a good time over here.” He had a smile on his face as he quickly reached out, going to give a few gropes to those nulges that were all on display, getting soft groans from each as he passed through. “You all have a good time.” As nice as it was to see those that would be so eager for his shaft, he had other focuses for night. It was the harvest festival for a reason, the one night he specifically went out of his way to take cocks. Getting a few touches from those he was passing by, he slowly moved past, looking this way and that for targets to hit as he slowly bumped into one on pure accident, slightly sliding up against a larger lizard who currently had a feline’s ass around his shaft, slowly humping up into him. With a bit of a sly smile, he slowly stood up behind the lizard, going to put his hands on the reptile’s hips and moving to press his crotch up against that tail, his prehensile length sliding between those cheeks and under, sliding past both sets of balls and snaking in front of the feline currently being fucked. “Well hey there boys… Nice cock you have there…” The lizard stammered a bit at the sensation, looking up and back at Baalmot. “Baalmot, hey… Mmf… Just enjoying some ass here…” The feline just gasped softly, seeing that ebony length in front of him, moving to slightly rub up along his midsection, and moving to press up against the base of his own manhood that throbbing softly while he was enjoying the rough pounding from the lizard behind him. “Ah… You mean mine?” Much taller than both of them, Baalmot slowly moved to lean over the two, giving the lizard’s hip a soft pat to urge him to keep thrusting deep into the cat, the other hand going to slowly rub along the feline’s hip some, keeping him in place along with the lizard’s hands on that waist. “I did mean yours, and I think I’ll take it since you’re busy getting your ass filled, hm?” Opening his mouth to protest, his words were stifled and replaced by a low grunt as that prehensile shaft was already moved into position and slipping over his tip, watching how quickly and easily the cum slit swallowed over his dick, the tightness making it throb and pulse as the lizard even let out a low huff watching as it happened. Any complaints were gone from the feline as the pleasure from the other length over his set in, feeling it easily slurped up by the hungry cock engulfing his own. Baalmot groaned and panted above both of them, moving his hips to push the lizard to get rougher and faster, especially as he was starting to already tug at that average length he had sunk in his own shaft. Each rough tug forced another loud groan from the feline, making his ass clenched tightly on the lizard doing fast, shallow thrusts and plapping roughly up against the chubby rump. The lizard had moved a hand forward, going to rub around the feline’s crotch as he could feel it getting more plump with each tug and the gradual pulling from the demon’s hold on the length there, able to get a sense of just how much that crotch was going from flat to puffed out and round. After a few more tugs and loud pop, that shaft came free along with a loud, long groan from the feline, his crotch already being reached over by the reptile, groping and squeezing over it as the clear precum was coating his hand. Not wanting to waste much of his time tonight, Baalmot was already working on slurping that length down into his own, huffing as he felt the bulge travelling along his length, each orb slipping down his cock. He heard a low groan from the feline as that bulge traveled past him and slightly nudged up between his legs, the lizard letting out a curious huff as his balls felt that bulge pass by while the shaft was already retreating from between both sets of legs, up along his ass and the base of his tail before disappearing into the demon’s crotch and down into his sack with a low grown from the stag. “Mmmh… Seems you got the right idea of how to treat a null.” Almost blushing slightly at the compliment, hand already groping and squeezing over the cat’s nulled crotch and getting louder and heavier moans from him, the lizard kept at his fucking, almost wanting to thank Baalmot after how much eager the feline seemed to be for his shaft, how much tighter and needy that rear felt around his cock as he kept fucking even as the demon was stepping away, and even leaning forward to give some licks to the smaller cat’s neck. WIth a soft grope to the reptile’s rear on his way away from the two, balls quickly churning away that length in his balls into more thick seed, Baalmot gave a wink to the two and headed back to do some more mingling and enjoy more of the party. It was already a pretty successful night, but he wasn’t about to stop there. This was his night after all, the one where they summoned him, and the night was still young. Taking a few steps through the room, the demon deer started to head back toward the refreshments table, wanting to make sure he had everything he needed for an event later on in the night that might come sooner rather than later with how much he had already taken in. On his way over however, glancing around the room here and there and giving waves and greetings to people as well as a few slight teases with that ever-throbbing cock of his, he seemed to stop in his tracks a second, noticing someone staring at him intensely. Looking over at the peering gaze, he saw those feline eyes staring back at him, belonging to a rather voluptuous cat. While it was hard to get too much of a look at him since he seemed to be dressed in some sort of cosplay get up as far as he could tell, Baalmot for sure noticed his wider hips and thin figure. While the stag was inspecting him, he seemed to take a step closer, almost getting a wide grin on his muzzle as he reached for something in his pocket, the glint of something iron catching Baalmot’s eye as he pulled out some strange looking symbol, raising it up in the air. “Baalmot! Thine time is nigh! I, the Great Demon Hunter Bartholemeu shall end your disgusting hold over this city tonight! Your wretched kind shall be exterminated from reality! Grovel for thy life and I may yet show you mercy!” He was holding up that symbol as if it were a divine artifact as he yelled out, dressed like some sort of rogue or assassin in black capes and ropes with various daggers and things strapped to his body. Baalmot did notice the symbol that he was holding up, rolling his eyes a bit at it as he recognized it as some stupid cult that believed it was their destiny to destroy all evil and exorcise demons. “It’s the Harvest Festival for fuck’s sake. I don’t want to fight you right now. Look at all the people here enjoying themselves! Look, you can be as edgy as you want, just grab a beer and go hang out in the corner or something and relax, huh?” As he said that, he sort of waved his dick around a bit, as if gesturing with it and pointing off into one of the corners of the room while already turning to walk away, even as the crowd seemed to be backing up away from the two, the music stopping and people murmuring in the crowd. The cat only seemed to be more angry at that, stomping his foot down. “Thoust dare turn thine back from your destroyer?! The One prophesied to be your downfall?! No tricks, no games! Turn and face me, foul creature! I will end you!” He reached with his other hand, going to pull out a small dagger from one of the straps on his chest, pointing it toward the demon stag. Several people in the crowd gasp, though there were an equal number of chuckles and chortles from those in the crowd trying to not laugh at how cringe-inducing the intruder was. Rolling his eyes and turning back around, Baalmot let out a sigh as he stepped a bit closer. “You’re gonna poke your eye out with that.” He stepped a few steps closer, seeing that dagger being held out more and aimed at him as he just chuckled. “Alright fine, I’ll just have to remove you.” A few more paces closer and he slowly crossed his arms while looking at the much smaller feline, that thick snake-like dick of his already slightly moving along the floor before moving much faster suddenly, catching the feline off-guard. He didn’t even notice where that shaft was, it suddenly coming up from underneath and smacking him in the chin, throwing him off-balance as he dropped the dagger and stumbled back a bit. “D-Did you just slap me with your di -”, he started, only to suddenly stop as his pants seem to get pulled down, reaching to pick them back up quickly before letting out a deep and loud, involuntary moan as something shoved in his backside, making his eyes shut as he grunted loudly. Baalmot let out a slight huff at just how tight that hole was, having pulled down the demon hunter’s pants and already shoved several inches of cock in that rear. He let out a low groan as he was pushing it in deeper and deeper, stepping a bit closer as he did and going to put a hand on the feline’s head. “Mh… I did, yeah… Fuck you’re tight…” More cock was being pushed up into that hole, making the feline’s belly bulge out some as it was sliding into him more and more. He let go of his pants, looking up at the demon and reaching to feel his belly, feeling that prehensile shaft sliding inside him, unable to help himself as the slick pre leaking out inside made his cock rock hard, pulsing in the air. “S-stop! Get out!” He reached back, trying to grab at that shaft and pull it back, only feeling it slide in deeper as he couldn’t help but moan. As more cock was sliding in, he could feel it filling him up more, huffing and groaning. Within a few moments, he let out a deep grunt and groan, his sounds starting to feel muffled as he could feel his throat bulging out, soon the throbbing on his tongue before he opened up his muzzle, watching as he blushed deeply while that same black dick pushed out of his muzzle, sliding out a bit and spurting out precum down onto the floor. “Mhh.. There, it’s out.. That’s what you wanted right?” The deer had a wide grin on his face as he said that, slowly moving to raise up the femboy off the floor, going to turn him a bit while he was in the air, squirming a bit with that shaft all the way through his body. He was blushing very deeply, his small dick spurting precum off onto the floor as he felt Baalmot reaching to feel at his body, especially his rather fat ass. “Such a nice looking body and ass you have too. It’s too bad you couldn’t just chill.” Trying to protest but unable to with the dick pushing out of his mouth, the feline reached to try and grab and move that shaft from either end, only making Baalmot huff a bit more from the slight sensation of stroking as he pushed more of that shaft through, letting quite a bit of it slide out of that mouth and down a bit. Starting to almost try and yell a bit, Bartholemeu could see what was happening, that shaft going lower and almost hovering just close to that below average shaft of his, trying to protest what he thought would happen. “That’s right, it’s the Harvest Festival after all! Don’t worry, I’m sure with that cock of yours gone you’ll enjoy this a lot more…” As he stepped even closer, reaching to give the feline’s ass a rough grope, he pushed his wet, slick tip up against the much smaller one, in one swift movement and a loud moan from both had already completely engulfed the cock, it barely bulging out his own shaft as he chuckled a bit while hearing the loud moans from his captive. “So small. You will be much better without it anyway. Not that much of a loss, and a great gain of being more needy to use this fat ass of yours.” Deep groans being muffled by the shaft throbbing through him came from the feline, almost going a bit limp as he felt the extreme tightness around his shaft, the tugging already starting. Sparks flew through his nerves, the immense pleasure of feeling his shaft being pulled away from him, his crotch bulging out more until a loud pop and deep moan was heard. He kept squirming none-the-less, starting to feel his length being swallowed down quickly along that length, soon realizing he would feel it travelling all the way through inside him and out his ass before it was gone, only teasing and making him grunt and huff more over that prehensile dick. Baalmot watched as the femboy reached to grab at his shaft, squeezing at it just as his greedy dick had pulled in that sack, starting to slurp it along that length. It reached to the point where his cock was being squeezed over, it not stopping anything as the bulge that was that length slowly just slid past, the feline struggling and squirming in the air with low huffs at the sensation, and soon feeling that bulge pass into his muzzle, slowly down his throat and travelling through his insides. The demon huffed a bit at the sensations, reaching forward with his free hand to start to fondle and grope at the femboy’s new null bulge, giving it soft squeezes and rubs over and coaxing more loud muffled moans and huffs from his opponent, feeling the clear fluid dripping out of that hole left over and over his hand a bit. “I can tell you’re enjoying this… A lot more than you let on… Why not just give into it?” The disgraced demon hunter was indeed finding himself enjoying the treatment a lot more than he wanted to show, slightly trying to press his crotch into that hand, still feeling his shaft being pulled through him as it throbbed and pulsed. It took a few moments before he felt it move past his prostate, slowly making his hole twitch as it came out, and soon watching it move toward the stag’s groin, hearing him grunt and huff as it slipped down into that sack, feeling the sensation of it drifting away slowly until it was gone. But the second it was, he felt a heavy new desire setting in, his hole clenching and squeezing over that shaft, his hands almost moving to stroke along the tentacle of demon cock throbbing both inside and out of him as his eyes seemed to lid halfway, leaking a lot more clear juice over the hand tending to his null crotch. “Unfortunately, I can’t trust you just to calm down and enjoy the party. Maybe spending a night in the drunk tank and tending to yourself will set you straight, hm?” As he said that, he slowly started to walk, still fondling and rubbing over the femboy’s ass and crotch slowly, kept in the air and squirming a bit on that throbbing shaft and keeping it pushed all the way through, the tip dribbling outside of that muzzle as he moved toward the door, turning to look at the party a moment. “I’ll just drop him off, I’ll be right back! Keep the party going!” As soon as he said that, there were cheers from the crowd, the music starting back up and everyone going back to the festivities as he stepped out onto the sidewalk. Casually walking just a few doors down to the small police station, Baalmot slowly let himself in, giving a nod to the officer on duty, one he had seen before and knew would probably have a piece of this cat’s ass before the end of the night, making sure to give him a wink on the way past, and stepped straight in toward the large drunk tank cell, sliding the door open before moving to set the disgraced feline down slowly and starting to pull his shaft free with a loud wet schlick, going rather quickly as he panted a bit. “Mmh… Now be a good boy here, and maybe you’ll still have some fun tonight.” Sliding his shaft all the way free and hearing the loud moan from the humiliated hunter as he laid on the floor, reaching to touch at himself and rub over his own crotch, the demon slowly closed the cell door, latching it shut before turning around to leave, not getting a word in reply. On his way out, he gave another wink to the officer. “Brought you some fun. He’ll want it bad.” With a slight chuckle he walked back out, and headed the few steps back to the party, coming back to loud music and people once again dancing and fucking here and there, enjoying the night. Not about to miss a beat, Baalmot stepped right back in now that the unpleasant guest had been dealt with, walking in to start moving through the party guests again with a smile. As he was making his way through, he noticed the lion and the horse from earlier, both still fawning over the same lizard, but this time the horse getting his needy ass pounded. The stag gave a wink to the lizard, who had a grin back at Baalmot as he kept up pleasing the two nulls. Happy to see that his work was having a positive effect on the community he so enjoyed to be around, he figured it was about time to unload some of what he had gathered, heading to move toward the refreshments table again, wanting to kick off the annual drinking contest before he was stopped by a hand reaching to grope at his sack, looking to see who it was grabbing at him and giving a slight smile. “Oh, hey Lacey.” Standing there with a smile as a blonde furred canine with a soft smile, slowly rubbing over those heavy balls a bit as she smiled at hearing those words. “Hey, I’m glad I caught sight of you.” She gave those orbs a few more soft rubs as she was talking, completely naked and getting up a bit closer to the taller demon, her floppy ears drooping just a bit less so she could hear a bit better even with all the loud music. “You nulled my boyfriend earlier, the dog that was out cold after drinking too much too quickly? I’m gonna need some help if I’m going to keep him around…” Baalmot got what she was getting at, chuckling a little bit at those words and moving to step a bit closer, his length already starting to hover close to her face, leaking and drooling that clear precum still which started to dribble down some and land on your tits a bit as he spoke. “Well, I certainly can help with that…” He slowly reached down with a hand, going to softly feel over her folds some, getting a slight moan from her as he rubbed a finger over her entrance a bit, up against her clit just a bit. “... But know that you’ll lose all of this here, and have a cock and balls instead. You sure, Lacey?” Slightly pressing her hips up against that finger just a bit, getting a bit wet from the teasing and seeing that tip hovering just near her muzzle, she kept her eyes on the demon’s as she leaned to give that tip a slight lick, tasting some of the precum. “Mmhm… Give it to me, Baalmot.” Slowly opening her mouth and moving to put the ebony glans just on her tongue, letting out a huff as it leaked more clear liquid onto her tongue, she slowly moved to wrap her lips around it, sucking at it softly while still rubbing over the heavy sack, so full of demon seed. As he slowly let out a light huff from those lips on that throbbing mushroom head of his, Baalmot slowly pushed that tip a bit deeper into her mouth, slipping it in slowly and letting out a low huff from the sensation. He slowly moved his finger away from that clit and out from those folds, instead just slightly groping around there. A deep grunt and groan coming from him, his sack clenched tightly, pulling up roughly as that hand still rubbed at it, feeling the bulge of a thick wad of cum, and another as he clenched again, and another slowly moving up his snake-like shaft, watching as it slowly made its way up until it went into that muzzle, hearing the canine moan out and vibrate his tip a bit as she swallowed it down. The taste was sweet and heavy, hot and lustful as it went down into her belly, seeming to gather there a bit, each gulp making her belly swell out just a bit more with volume, but then start to slowly go down as she felt a heavy warmth centering around her crotch. She squirmed a bit, keeping one hand on the stag’s sack while the other moved to slightly hold onto his side as she felt something happening, her folds seeming to push out more, feeling a swelling sensation as things were being replaced rather quickly. The demon stag slowly felt those folds push out more, starting to feel a sack and shaft slowly starting to form, even the semblance of a sheath starting as he gave the whole package a soft squeeze. A soft moan coming from the canine in front of him, he had let out a few more huffs as he did a couple more heavy clenches from that sack of his, pushing more of this thick, hot cum up through that shaft, and directly into Lacey’s mouth, watching her gulp it down eagerly as that package being groped over was becoming larger by the second. Softly moving to hump a bit up against that hand instinctively, the dog could feel her hardness swelling and getting larger, looking down a bit to see the red, veiny shaft she now sported throbbing and getting larger, the fingers slightly wrapping around it as it pulsed heavily. Her balls were getting thicker underneath, sagging a bit in the new ball sack as each orb inside was getting larger as well. Each pulse made her groan a bit around the tentacle-like dick in her mouth, enjoying the sensations and starting to hump into the hand squeezing around her new maleness. Still slowly sucking over that tip, she slowly drank down the last of the seed that was being fed to her, huffing a bit around that length as it slowly slid free, going to lick the last bit of cum drooling from that tip as her eyes instead went down, focusing on the shaft in between her legs and the pleasure she was getting from the hand around it. She reached down, letting out a light huff as she put a finger on it, slowly rubbing over the top of it some as she couldn’t hold back from the sensations, a few more slight humps into that hand as the last few throbs and pulses lead her to hit her peak, moaning out as his new dick was still swelling a bit larger still while she came, firing out thick, virile spunk that splattered onto the floor with a wet splat, shutting her eyes tight at the new but extremely pleasurable feeling. Baalmot leaned in a bit closer, going to slowly give her ear a soft lick of affection as he squeezed on that length just a bit more before letting go, whispering a bit into Lacey’s ear. “I hope that’s the first of many to come, but I always come back to collect. Enjoy your cock while you have it, Lacey.” Giving that shaft a few soft pats as it throbbed and drooled the last of its load, he slowly moved to step away, wiping the messy tip of his off on the dog’s breasts as he stepped away with a chuckle, knowing exactly where she was probably headed next. With that enjoyable distraction out of the way, Baalmot quickly headed toward the refreshment table again, going to see that quite a bit of the wine he had brought had been taken already, on the third keg judging by the two empty ones sitting behind the table. Figuring people were probably thoroughly in the party spirit with how late it was getting, he knew it was just the right time to start to kick off the contest. Moving to stand in front of the table, and even using his dick to pull over a chair for him to step up on and gain some height, he cleared his throat a bit before he spoke up. “Attention everyone! It’s time to start the cum drinking contest!” There were a few cheers as the music was brought down a bit low, everyone looking at the demon and listening closely. “We’ll have two contestants. Each will be given a beer mug filled with my cum. The goal is to drink it down, and try and not cum as your cock swells out and the effects of it pulse through you. The loser will lose their dick, while the winner gets to keep the size, no strings attached. Do we have any volunteers?” Looking around the room, seeing a few arms shoot up, the stag took a few moments to eye up the volunteers, trying to decide which ones he would want to pick. There were a few already that were volunteering that already had their dicks hanging out, definitely oversized, but because of a deal he had going with them already. Those were shafts that had their days numbered, so he wasn’t in a hurry to pick any of them. Besides, they already had the size, they didn’t need more. Looking around a bit more, he saw a bunny that seemed early eager, hand straight up in the air and almost waving a bit. He had a very nice shape, skinny in the middle but definitely with wider hips. Probably more used to having his ass used the way his figure looked, very femboy-ish and slender. “You will be the first contestant!” He smiled at that, starting to move through the crowd toward the table. But that was just the first, he still needed a second. He was on the lookout for someone with a similar height and such, noticing a few very built guys with their hands up. Definitely wouldn’t be a good matchup. But as he scanned the crowd more, he saw a fox with his hand up, albeit not that much. He didn’t seem quite as eager, but his height and curves almost matched the bunny exactly. He was maybe a bit less wide on his hips, but he would do perfectly to make a good match. “And you are the second!” Seemingly surprised by being picked, the fox smiled sheepishly as he started to head up toward the table. Stepping down from the chair, Baalmot saw both getting close, stepping up closer to the two as he towered over them a bit. “Strip down, and stand in front of the table facing the crowd. I’ll set up the mugs.” Giving each a pat on the shoulder as he moved toward the table, he went to pick up a couple of big, clear glass beer mugs, going to stand to the side and watch each of the femboy’s slowly strip down, both setting their clothes aside and standing naked in front of the crowd. The bunny seemed to be cheering and quite excited, his shaft definitely just as small as the fox. But the vulpine was decidedly more reserved, blushing a bit as he stood up in front of everyone, waving a bit to the crowd as the mugs were offered to each of them. “Take the mug and hold it out so I can fill it.” While both hold out each mug, they watch a bit mesmerized as that ebony length moved through the air, slowly going to put that tip just inside each mug as Baalmot reached down, going to rub over his sack a bit before letting out a low grunt. With a powerful clenching of his sack, a heavy glob of seed started to travel up his shaft, going rather quickly as it moved all the way through and out the other end, spurting out into the mug and filling it three-fourths full in one clench. Both watched as it slowly moved over to the next mug, watching the bulge travel up along the dick again before splattering out into the mug, both equal in how full they were as the demon deer moved their shaft back out of the way, almost giving a slight rub to the top of it as well as it hovered just in front of him. “You both know the rules. You gotta chug that down and not cum as it makes your cocks grow out and fills you with pleasure. This’ll be the first round, and each round you’ll drink the entire mug down and have to not cum during that round or you lose. If you both cum, whoever fired off first is the loser. Brace yourselves, as your dick depends on it.” With a bit of a toothy grin at that, he turned toward the crowd, holding his hand up in the air, and holding up fingers to count down. “Three, two, one, chug!” The crowd chanted along with him, cheering at the two as they both put the mugs to their muzzles. Both seemed to go at it pretty fast, quickly drinking down the thick seed down their throats with a hurry, and both already seemed to moan a bit through their swallows, getting it down as fast as they could while already starting to feel the effects. Neither of them reached to touch their lengths, both getting rock hard and pulsing after the first gulp. But the loud churning as that nut slop was quickly absorbed and going straight to their manhoods could just barely be heard over the changing of the crowd. Almost as if they were synchronized, both cocks slowly pulsed and throbbed, each pulse looking a little fatter, a little longer. What almost seemed like stretching noises came from each length from drinking down that demon spunk so quickly, and each of the males groaned out loudly as they took the last gulp. Both seemed to be balling their fists, huffing softly as their cocks expanded in front of them, balls swelling larger and heavier as their sacks sagged a bit more underneath, precum already dribbling from each as that first round was slowly setting in. Where each shaft was about six inches to start with, already both were getting pretty large, somewhere around a foot each and throbbing in need in the air. After getting a look at both, giving them a moment after finishing the first round and seeing both seemed to be pretty stable, if very flushed and aroused, Baalmot moved to step in front, going slightly to look over both dicks and checking the fluid dripping off each. “Just precum, no one lost yet, so it’s time for another round!” With cheers from the crowd watching, the stag moved to raise up each of their arms, holding them steady enough to slowly move his dickhead above each glass, a quick blench and low huff giving each of them another heavy load of fresh cum to drink down, moving to step away slowly. He was looking at both, thinking the rabbit was breathing a bit heavier compared to the fox, who seemed to be a bit more stable, but still a mess either way. “Alright, round two! Three, two, one, drink!” Again with the crowd participation edging them on, both quickly put the mugs to their mouths. This time, both drank a bit slower. Not necessarily because their bellies were full, since his cum had a way of being absorbed rather quickly unless given a very large volume, but because they were both fighting the pleasure and their aching balls as they swallowed down the cream, gulping it down a bit slower and letting it linger in their mouths a few moments before it went down. It led to a bit of a longer round, and both shafts getting heavier and fatter a bit slower, much to the crowd’s delight. They were able to watch the veins pulsing and throbbing with each extra inch of shaft jutting out from their crotches, slightly hear the sloshing of full, heavy nuts as the jiggled a bit each time they get larger and heavier, and saw their sacks hanging lower as the amount of precum each was putting out got heavier and heavier. The delightful thing for Baalmot was watching each of them guzzle his seed and knowing whichever lost would be a lovely meal for his dick. To feel such a large length swollen and pulsing inside his own before it slid back into his sack was a treat, and one reason why he continued the tradition of this contest each year. He focused on those cocks pulsing in the air strongly, getting thicker and longer, each reaching nearly two feet and pulsing in the air for release as they finished their mugs, panting and huffing, balling their fists and trying to hold back, noticing the rabbit’s sack was clenching and releasing quite a bit, probably a sign that he was on edge unlike the fox. Letting the round end and it settle a bit in both their bellies, waiting for each shaft to slowly stop growing, throbbing and leaking in front of each and making quite the mess on the floor, both seemed to be concentrating very hard and not really noticing Baalmot stepping up close, going to refill their mugs again and moving to the side. They both heard things like a daze, as if it was an echo in the background and in their heads as they were trying to resist the effects of the cum. Both seemingly snapped out of it as they heard the word drink, and both started to guzzle more seed. While those mugs were slowly going from tilted to upside-down, both of the contestants were trying their best to hold back, even though it was pretty obvious that they were getting close to hitting their peak from drinking the demon spunk. Both of their shafts were pulsing in the air, tensing up and relaxing as they were holding back their orgasms while swallowing down that gooey seed. Each heavy pulse and rough clench only made them groan louder into the mugs as their dicks engorged that much more each time, getting thicker and longer as they spurted that much more precum, sacks swollen and heavy and starting to slosh audibly. Halfway through the third mug, as the fox was still gulping down, the bunny shut his eyes, the spunk bubbling at his lips and muting his moans as he seemed to stop for a moment, going to move the mug away from his mouth with a thick wad of cream still in his muzzle, trying his best to hold back. He opened his eyes, seeing his now-hyper shaft pulsing and throbbing, and just couldn’t hold back. He spat out that cum onto the ground and onto his own cock as he moaned out loud, reaching to grab onto his dick as he hit his limit and came hard with an agonized moan, starting to spurt out a massive load of his own nut slop directly onto the ground as his shaft pulsed and throbbed like mad. “And we have a loser!” The stag had a grin as he stepped closer, watching as the fox just finished his mug, groaning and huffing as he watched his dick still swell out more, soon reaching a staggering three feet long and needing two hands to wrap around it completely as it pulsed in the air, still not hitting his own peak. The rabbit seemed defeated, huffing and groaning as he rode out his orgasm still, but looked over toward the smiling deer, knowing that was the last one he’d get to shoot. He slowly rubbed over that giant length between his legs, trying to enjoy the orgasm as best as he could as the demon deer moved in closer still, even reaching out to give that dick a slow rub of his own, feeling it throb under his hand as his length’s tip was already snaked in the air, hovering just in front of that large tip. “P-please, make an exception… I want to keep it…” He smiled a bit toward Baalmot, pleading softly while looking up at him. “And he even kept it together after finishing that mug! Let’s hear it for our winner!” The crowd cheered at that, the fox still standing there, a bit delirious with pleasure as his immense length was softly throbbing in the air, still leaking a ton of pre, but not firing out any seed. “Now, the loser pays up.” All eyes quickly went back to the bunny, seeing that black mushroom head slowly pressing and rubbing against that thick tip, hearing the rabbit already groaning and huffing as they watched the huge tip slowly getting swallowed up by the other length. They watched it stretch, hearing the deer groan and huff loudly along with the set, slick noises as it slid just over that ponderous tip. The heavy tightness was a lot, especially over the super sensitive length that had just undergone such a massive growth spurt. The rabbit was moaning loudly, the fox looking on and watching as more and more of that length was being slid over, fitting more into that prehensile cock and bulging it out more and more. Baalmot seemed to be taking his time, enjoying the feeling as his length was getting bulged out so heavily with the immense length that he helped create. He even moved a hand behind the bunny, reaching to give some slow, soft gropes to those ass cheeks, rubbing over the doughy moons a bit as he worked inch after inch into his hungry cock. The fox was looking on, almost reaching to grab at his own shaft to enjoy the show more, but noticed a slight shake of the demon deer’s head, followed by a wink, and seeing that hand on the rabbit’s butt. He slightly got the hint, smiling a bit and letting his length throb and pulse heavily, spurting and drooling out that thick pre seed, just like the rabbit’s was doing into the deer’s length as that glans slowly engulfed the entirety of it, pressing up against that crotch with a soft squish. Within the very second that tip pressed into his groin, the bunny shut his eyes tight, moaning out loudly as it felt like someone was trying to ring out his dick. He hadn’t even gotten used to the intense feelings and stimulation of having a manhood this size to even prepare himself for the feeling, letting out a loud groan as he couldn’t stop himself from cumming again, making Baalmot grunt and pant slightly, letting the crowd see that cum making thick bulges in his snake-like maleness and travel toward his sack, feeling his balls getting slightly inflated more from the load while he started the rough tugging at his prize. Having pretty much calmed down completely from all the pleasure chugging down that cum and feeling his oversized prick growing heavily, the fox moved a bit closer, a bit more behind the rabbit as he heard those loud moans and huffs while he was simultaneously unloading his balls and having his shaft tugged at and pulled from him, seeing how that crotch was getting more thick and puffy around the base with each pull. It seemed like the size of the mound behind the shaft was larger if the length being pulled at was larger, noticing just how large it was getting before both the loser and the demon let out a loud groan alongside a wet pop of that length coming off, leaving it throbbing in that shaft as Baalmot slowly moved to show the crowd his tip as it sunk in, letting them watch those fat orbs get pulled in one at a time. Each wet slick pop made the rabbit squirm and huff, looking down at his very fat null bulge and panting loudly, still feeling his length travelling slowly down that demon dick as he saw the stag slowly moving to take a wider stance, as if preparing. The rabbit was going to touch at his own crotch when he let out a loud gasp, feeling another hand moving to grab and squeeze at his very thick null bulge, rubbing over it slowly and groping it almost possessively as the as he felt a prod of a massive cock head up against his hip, looking to see the fox was behind him, grabbing at him. Baalmot could see the fox was already making his move, but was more focused on the blissful feeling of the length heading toward his balls, feeling it slowly starting to get toward his crotch as he reached out to rub over that bulge. The crowd was split, some watching as the demon’s right nut was slowly getting larger and heavier while that length was being pulled in and worked out, the other seeing the fox already moving to press his new, hyper cock right up against those doughy cheeks and to roughly grope and squeeze over that nulge. But one thing quickly started to change as that stolen shaft was being audibly churned and glorped into more heavy nut sludge between the demon’s legs, and that was the rabbit groaning and blushing deeply. Instead of being hesitant, wondering what such a massive length would do to him, he was starting to get eager for it, and more eager by the moment. With his dick soon completely melted away in the stag’s overfilled sack, sloshing heavily as the demon was reaching down to rub over his heavy nuts, the fox was still squeezing on that nulge, and already moving to try and press and rub his leaking, slick cock tip up against the rabbit’s rear entrance, making him grunt and pant loudly, moan deeply and press back on it. With a wide grin, Baalmot slowly stepped near the two, giving each of their fat asses a soft pat. “And to the victor goes the spoils. Just don’t break him… too much.” With a grin at that he slowly stepped aside, looking at the crowd as he was still rubbing over his nuts a bit idly. “That concludes our contest, you folks enjoy the after-show.” As much as he would like to see both of the femboys going at it for a bit, and hearing a loud, long moan from the rabbit as he was stepping away, Baalmot didn’t want to be stuck in one place for too long at this party. There was so much to do still, and he didn’t want to waste the time watching a couple of guys fucking when he could do that any day of the week. As he took a few steps away, he slowly reached down to rub over just the tip of his shaft, letting out a low huff as he channeled some of that new seed into his length, feeling it swell and press out against his hand a bit more, gaining several inches, if just so his balls wouldn’t be so heavy and hard to carry around for now as he made his way through the crowd yet again. Passing by the end of the refreshments table, he did spy Lacey there with her boyfriend, her new shaft deep in his sheath and slowly sliding back and forth in it as they enjoyed each other. Baalmot snaked his cock over next to the two, giving each a slight punt of his tip to get them to notice that he saw their fun, chuckling a bit on his way past. He was glad that worked out, and would work out even better for him later down the road. Looking up at a clock on the wall as he started to head back into the main bulk of the crowd again, he was surprised at how early it was still. There would still be plenty of fun to have the rest of the night, and he couldn’t wait to see what all kinds of fun he would get up to. His length pulsed slightly in anticipation, knowing he would be aiming to have even more dicks down his length before the night was over, hoping to set a new record. Seeing something that might help him on his way to his goal, he slowly moved off toward one of the corners, seeing a group of guys all hanging out in a circle, and all of them with their pants off, just slowly giving some soft strokes at each other’s lengths and talking, enjoying some casual edging between friends it seemed. None of them were particularly… gifted, all the lengths being rather small in size, but each one was another count to add toward his goal nonetheless. As he stepped closer to the circle, he gave each of them a slight smile as he got closer, his length slightly snaking underneath as he made his way to join them a bit with a casual wave. “Enjoying the night?” One directly across from him, a rather lanky looking wolf, waved back and nodded a bit. “Yeah, just hanging out he- Mhh- Hey!” Before he could even finish his sentence, he and all 5 other members of the group seemed to le tout a low moan in order, each looking down and seeing that greedy demon tip quickly sliding over each dick, squeezing over it, and quickly tugging it free in one smooth motion, quickly and easily taking all 5 shafts that were there in view. All 5 of the guys started to say something and complain before they looked up at Baalmot, seeing his sly smile and chuckling a bit as he slowly raised up his shaft a bit more, going to show the underside to the group, shoving each and every one of their lengths, all lined up in a row there, almost like beads slid just inside the tip of his length. He reached with a hand, going to give the end of his shaft a slight squeeze, squeezing over each of the bulges a bit and hearing low groans come from each of the guys as they looked up and were almost mesmerized by the feeling. “You guys like to edge right? That’s what you were doing in this circle?” All of them slowly looked at each other a bit before nodding, looking back up at Baalmot as he slowly moved to give some more slow rubs and presses against each of those bulges lined up near the tip of his dick, hearing the owner of each let out a slight huff at that as he looked around the circle a bit. “Well, now you can do it forever without these cumbersome manhoods. Go on, reach down and grope at your crotches.” As he let go of his length a bit, he watched each of them do that, reaching down to rub over their new null bulges a bit, seeing each of them blush deeply and huff as they started to rub over themselves a bit. “That’s it, much better, right? You don’t need these. Best I take them and make better use of them.” Reaching back up to his length, the demon deer slowly move to press the very top bulge, going to push it down slowly and watching all of the guys’ reactions as they saw their manhoods slowly slipping deeper into that shaft, Baalmot huffing a bit as his precum spurted out from his tip around them, slowly sliding them in deeper as he looked at the two furthest away from him. “Mmm, go on, get close and rub your nulges together…” He saw the wolf slowly turn to the dog next to him, moving up close and pressing his up against the other with a low groan, both huffing and blushing a bit as they started to grind together, almost no longer paying attention to their lengths being swallowed deeper into that dick due to the pleasurable sensations, almost like lighting from their squishy crotches pressing up against each other. Using a free hand to reach down and grab the bulge on his left, giving it slow soft squeezes, he slowly moved his head ot signal to the other two to follow suit, both seeing just how much pleasure their friends were getting and moving to follow suit, all while Baalmot was slowly slipping those dicks closer and closer to his own crotch. The first pair started to press a bit more roughly up against each other, hands reaching to each other’s backsides and going to press lightly on their entrances, more moans coming from the group. “You can just do this together all the time, and you’ll never cum unless you guys find someone to fuck your asses. It’s great, isn’t it?” None of them seem to argue or protest at all, the four grinding on each other just slowly continuing as the one next to the demon stag pressed that needy nulge up against that hand, huffing softly. Each of those bulges in that length were slowly lining up just at Baalmot’s crotch, him letting out a slow huff and hearing the slight groans of each owner as each one slowly dropped into his sack, alternating which heavy orb they fell into. Their size was pitiful, none of the dicks and balls lasting more than 10 seconds before they were dissolved into hot, virile demon cum, bubbling and gurgling inside those heavy nuts. Each of them seemed to get more eager, all smiling to each other and enjoying rubbing and grinding on each other with low moans. Baalmot slowly guided the one he was groping toward his friends, with a smile. “Don’t leave him out of the fun. Just go and edge yourselves all night long. Just make sure your holes get stretched to enjoy the big finish, huh?” And almost as easily as he slipped into that group, he had slipped out with a slight chuckle and a grin on his muzzle, a sack that much more hefty as he watched the group enjoy themselves in their endless edging and rubbing of each other’s featureless crotches, just the slick, clear fluid being leaked out from the small holes left where their manhoods were taken making it easier for them to slide up against and tease that much more. Baalmot was feeling pretty accomplished by this time in the night. He took a second to recall all the night's events, slowly rubbing over his length with one hand and his heavy sack with the other as he smiled to himself. He definitely was on track to beat his record for sure, almost already there, and the night was still young. The party was still going and active, and there were plenty more he could add to his own size or have weighing down his sack. He was slowly going through the crowd, still giving out those casual greetings and small teases as he stepped through, slowly stepping up close to another small group. “Oh, hey Jerry. How’s that foot of dick I gave you holding up. Didn’t we do that about… What… 6 months ago? You were supposed to summon me after 4 months! Where does the time fly?”