Evil book part 3
#2 of gift work
Parma locks himself in his apartment, he bars the doors, he pushes furniture pushed before the windows. He knows something is wrong, something horrifyingly wrong. But wood and locks are of little good, the demon is not attacking him from without, he is being attack from within. As the night falls Parma becomes ever more bestial. A hunger for flesh drives Parma to call on unholy power and smash down the walls of his home. Parma runs off into the night searching for that which will satisfy his hunger.
Parma runs for miles, touched by moonlight, he falls onto all fours running like a feral monster. Parma's hands become claws, her feet paws, his arms and legs act as springs lunching him half a dozen yards with each bound. Parma's eyes burns with starlight, his noise twitches guiding him through the darkness.
A fairground lures Parma in, the scent of barnyard beast inspiring ecstasy. Now outwardly more monster then man Parma brakes into a display building, walls of cattle are lined up. Parma in savage greed starts sticking his noise against the tails of sheep, horses and cows alike filling himself with all-consuming yearning for flesh. He considers reliving himself on a nameless beast but Evee stops him. "save your energy, a cow soul trades for so little. Find a woman first, then you can have your mare."
Embraced by the umbral Parma crouches in the dark, his eyes lights shimmering in shadow. Parma isin't kept waiting long. A girl with sand yellow hair steps into the barn building, she is dressed in skinny jeans, and an orange knotted blouse, she has a fedora cast out of rawhide and matching high-topped boots, the lanyard around her neck has her photo and name, A.J.
Parma's blood runs hot, he pants in exhilaration at the young flesh that has walked into sight. "Evee, I want the cow girl." Wolfishly Parma whispers.
Evee snickers "how would you like her?"
Parma looks about then locks eyes with a sheep, "like that." He points
"you, filthy wolf. I like it."
The panting, wheezing and mumbling of the wolf-best hidden in the corner of the room does catch AJ's attention. AJ is a rough and tumble girl, she had grown up in Arkansas with four brothers, that being what it is she learned how to look after herself. AJ took boxing classes in school, and after graduation she got a hunting rifle and a six-shooter, she learned how to use them as well. Aj never leaves the house without a hunting knife and her six-shooter.
AJ approaches the sounds of whispering, one hand on her hip holding her gun, the other she grips a tactical flashlight in. AJ looks over a dividing wall, kneeling down she spots a monster that is something between a giant and a wild dog, Parma is laid forward onto all fours, unsheathed and playing with himself driven half way to madness by the scent of sexuality.
Truth be told AJ can hardly comprehend what she is seeing, as wise man once said, "under stress no one rises to the occasion, everyone falls to training." In one fluid move AJ pulls her gun, tucks her flashlight beneath it, and shoots the monster before her three times with the gun tucked under her breast to compensate for short range shooting. Three shots fired, three hits to the chest. Parma falls onto his back.
Evee shouts angrily, her voice echoing in from all sides, "Parma you weakling. It's only a scratch, get up and lets fuck this cowgirl." Wind howls, loose piles of tools lift off the walls and fly before the exits forging walls of blades that one would need to contest in order to reach the outside. Pins brake open and thunder roars frightening the livestock.
AJ pulls from her back pocket a phone in order to try to call for help, unsure what can or should be done to stave off such an otherworldly abomination. Evee will have no of it, consumed by wraith Evee starts to materialize in a physical form. But even powered up by rage at the moment Evee con only muster becoming simi-tangible mist pulled together into a body that mostly resembles her own. Unaware of her own restriction Evee outstretches her arms to grapple with AJ.
Evee cannot yet touch AJ but the apparition alone is enough to scare the phone out of AJ's hands, AJ falls over backwards scrambling away from the extraplanar atrocity, Evee walks forth, a wisp in the shadows struggling to keep within this transiently reality. Even with Evee's body not yet solid her magic is yet unchained. With a wave of a hand Evee offers sentients to chains and leashes, tools used by ranchers to restrain beast now slither along the ground like serpents.
With her back to the wall AJ pulls herself upright, she slides a hand behind her back producing her hunting knife. Animate chains snap out in attack. AJ fights back, with one slash of her knife she frightens one away, with two more a second, but then a third catches her unaware, gripping the cowgirl by one lag it pulls off to one side throwing her off balance. Leashes tack AJ by the arms dragging her across the barn, the chains tie her to one of the sheep Parma had sniffed.
Girl and sheep tied together, darkness mounts, light fixtures rumble then burst. Evee's evil magic distorts the creatures into a single one. The fusion monster has gray back skin on its face and underbelly, accented by pink patches, think curly white wool covers much of its body, hands hand feet give way to three clove pseudo hands. This fusion is less perfect, though the body mutated the brain is left untouched, the beast being only a skin.
Evee pulls AJ over to a wooden horse, the living chains binding her hands to the horse chest, her legs to the wooden effigies hind quarters. "Why do you fight?" Evee ask, an almost earnest crackle bleeding past the dominating grow. "you would be having so much more fun if you submissive."
AJ squeals, she wiggles and shouts trying to brake her binds. AJ is strong, but not stronger than a demon. Evee slides over to AJ, she tucks her hands between her thighs to lean in nose to nose with her slave. "you see AJ, I am trying to be human with you, I want to talk. But if you on the other hand are to rude to offer such a simple curtesy so be it. My avatar is going to use your flesh, then I am going to use your soul. Let me send you to heaven, before I send you to hell."
AJ has nothing to say to Evee, what even could be said? She can only whimper and fight waiting for the wolf beast to come back to life and have his way with her. AJ isn't kept waiting long, Parma stands up, dry blood clinging to his fur. Parma drools hungrily. The sheep is all gift rapped and set out for him already.
More animalistic then anything Parma slides over to AJ, he stand behind her and grips the sheep by the haunches. He starts to rub his hips up and down hers, quickly his cock slides out of its scabbard. The small sheep is surprisingly loose, comfortably Parma parts AJ's lips and slides into her soft wet body.
At first AJ struggles, but after a few moments her body turns on her, she starts having fun. Parma moves fast and harsh, but AJ seems well suited to take it. Drunk with pleasure Parma pulls up on AJ to find a comfortable angle, AJ pushes her back end up to the best of her ability wanting him to do so.
The sex is fast and savage, there is biting and kicking involved but all in good fun. Parma's unit swells plugging up AJ, AJ twitches and shakes booth loose themselves in the pleasure. Both faint after Parma empties his love into AJ.