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The human fighter paced in the street, the sun now falling under the horizon as he hurriedly walked across the seedy storefronts one more time.

The Satyr demoness had left a note in his room to meet her here, out front of a bordello to spend their arranged night together. He felt the strain of his cock in his pants, struggling to keep his normal composure after knowing what he was about to taste again.

After Darius's first night with the mare and her astounding body he couldnt stop thinking of sex. How much he yearned to feel the unique and powerful sensation of a demoness. He had been unable to wait, arriving early with the hope of a prompt start to the night's festivities.

Finally he spotted a woman walking his way, a small bag in her hands as she sauntered his way. He recognized the Satyrs disguise, the red dress flowing from her as she confidently strode the mortal street.

“Someone is eager to begin." She said, passing him a confident smile as she walked.

“I woke up early." He took to her side as they headed into the building.

The main floor of the brothel was bustling for the night. Courtisens chatting up prospective clients as others put themselves on display, scantily clad as an organ filled the room with jaunty music.

The human fighter was no stranger to such places, having taken such luxuries during his journeys. And as he watched the sauntering hips of the disguised Satyr before him he had a feeling this night was going to be one to top all his others.

Darius followed the shrouded satyr up to the front desk, the man behind the counter recognizing her as he reached for a room key.

“Welcome back miss Knocker, your room has been prepared as requested!" He bowed, handing over the key as she took it into her illusioned hand.

“Thank you, no interruptions." She smiled, turning back to her human partner as he waited patiently. She gave him a smile, her shapely body showing through the dress as he felt the familiar excitement of taking a good looking lady to bed.

Surely everyone here must think he really scored it big, getting to be with a woman as fine as Scae appeared. She certainly had taken a lot of care to craft her human illusion, such a look could sway any man.

Darius still couldn't believe a demon could be so confident and casual walking around the busy town. He had to wonder how many such imposters walked the world for whatever nefarious or unusual purposes.

With everything in order they headed upstairs, turning down the hall as she led him to the rented room.

“We have the room all night, I hope you have been looking forward to this night as much as I have." Scae teased him, the sounds of rocking beds and moaning voices echoing through the lurid halls.

“I have been thinking of it..." The man had to admit his weakness, watching Scae unlock the door. The room held a large bed, enough for four to lay in. With just enough floor space to maneuver around as long burning candles illuminated the windowless room. The candles burned with a red hue, giving the whole space a flickering, pink light that gave an eerie, sensual feeling to the scene.

Closing the door behind them Darius saw Scae give a quick spin, her human illusion falling away as the demoness revealed herself to him again.

He was surprised to see her actually wearing clothing, no longer bare bodied as she was before.

She wore a red lace bra and matching panties, deep black stockings on her bent legs and matching gloves that went up to her furry elbows. Her hooves were bare, her stance and shape giving a natural feeling of high heels on the curvy goat legged demon.

She posed for him before the large bed with its silken sheets. The candles in the room gave a quivering glow to her furry body. He took in the round shape of her covered breasts, the hourglass shape leading down her belly and hips. He saw the panties clinging in the gap between her thighs, pulled tight to show off her feminine lips that he had felt the day before.

“You certainly know how to catch a man's eye..." Darius grinned, discarding his gear as he began to disrobe.

“Sex is a grand show, and I one of its greatest performers." She smiled confidently, ready to wield her many sexual talents upon the proportionally inexperienced mortal.

He looked over her scantily clad form as she smiled and leaned down towards him, ample cleavage hanging from her bra as she continued to tease him.

As he loosened his belt his pants fell, stepping free of them as he shed the last of his clothing.

His cock sprung out, the growing anticipation clear. Glancing down he could see its weight, having noticed he felt much fuller after his first night. He had heard of such effects to a mans potency and endowment shortly after demonic sex.

“Mmm… someone is very happy to see me." Scae grinned to him, never ceasing in her slow sensual dance. Her brown fur and caprine face giving her womanly shape an odd twist.

“You wear them well." He complimented, disrobing himself fully, his gear discarded by the door.

“Do you wish to take me as I am? Or would you prefer a more mundane form?" She smiled, reminding him she was able to change her appearance to suit any of his wants.

“I actually prefer things more… exotic." He had to admit.

“Oh my… the forbidden is ever the most enticing." She laughed, continuing her show as she squeezed her breasts, shamelessly showing off her womanly curves with a swing of the hips and short tail.

Feeling the draw Darius stepped forward, meeting Scae as she stood hands on hips, watching his gaze focus upon her tall body.

“So does the eager boy wish to claim his lady?" She teased, feeling his hand slide around her waist, pulling until his hard cock touched her bare belly, pushing between their bodies as he felt her fur against his whole front.

Against his chest her breasts pressed, giving a satisfied groan as his strong hands reached around to her ass, feeling the fine silk panties cladding her. He felt her short tail as he shamelessly groped and hugged the willing demoness.

Her gloved hands reached around his back, gingerly holding him closer as he basked in the feel of her tall body against him. Her face looked into his, the large fighter not used to a woman matching his stature.

After the overwhelming size of the mare the night before it was comforting to be with someone his own scale.

“Like to take things slow?" The Satyr smiled, her goat like head so very close to his. He remained unphased by the inhuman demoness, his experience the previous night letting him know just how good it was going to be.

He rolled his hips, feeling his cock slide across her belly fur. His fingers began toying with the waistband of her panties, pulling at them as he toyed with her.

“Just easing myself in." Pressing his nude body into the demoness as he relished the gentle foreplay.

“How about you sit back on the bed..." He asked, feeling her immediately slip back as she found the mattress. He was quick to lean in, hands falling to her widening knees before she sat open to him, her motion slow and accommodating as his hands ran up her thighs and around her hips. Gliding up her sides he found her chest as he pulled at her lacy bra.

He watched as the fabric slid down her breasts, squeezing for a moment before one of her furry breasts popped out, wobbling into the air with her pert nipple.

He kept pulling until the other was released, bunched up fabric holding under her ample tits as Darius stared, hands moving in on either side.

The Satyr pushed out her chest as he closed his grip around her. Scae's hands pushing back against the soft bed as she let the man indulge himself.

“Now you get to do anything you want with me." She teased, feeling him squeeze harder as her breasts squished under his fingers. The human was indeed much bolder his second night, and how his hands groped and pressed made it clear his passion was none the weaker.

The lust was getting the better of the man as he reluctantly abandoned her chest and reached to pull at her panties. He needed to uncover her, relishing the sensation of the fabric slipping down her furry hips. Her own hand soon joined, seeing his want as she helped him bring the cloth over her bent legs.

She held her legs out as he pulled the lacy garment off of her hooves, tossing it aside as he looked down. Scae lay back against the bed, tits out and waist bare as her stocking clad legs opened, awaiting the humans next move.

Darius was feeling a desperate need to cum, even the short foreplay leaving his cock rock hard and twitching in anticipation. He knew how good it would feel, and he was ready to take her silent offer.

“Just lay back like that." He asked, seeing Scae keep her pose, tits sitting on her furry chest as her short tail hung over the end of the bed.

With her body open he moved in, one hand tracing over her lips as the other stroked down his hard length. Her feminine lips were much more human like than those he experienced the night before. Scae's outer lips more full with a pointed tip than a womans, yet her shape was just human enough to feel familiar to him.

Body slipping forward he found his footing, hand guiding himself forward as he twitched before her waiting lips.

Pushing forward his acheing cockhead colided with her shape, giving a slow twirl of his sizeable manhood as her soft lips yielded under him, opening for his wide head to slip in. He groaned as her demonic flesh touched his, her moisture slickening his already dripping cock.

She laid back and watched him with an amused look, feeling his playful swirls into her lips grow firmer as he aimed down, pressing as he penetrated the demoness. Her lips parted, his heavy cock meeting some resistance until he felt his cockhead slip down into her waiting embrace.

“Aghhh..." He groaned out, eyes closing as he felt the tantalizing sensation once again, his nerves crying out as the demonesses warm flesh wrapped around his aching cock.

With slow pumps he panted out, driving himself deeper and deeper as her lips amply held him, hands grasping her warm thighs as he pierced her spread body.

He felt his body tremble as he embraced the feeling, every motion within her amplified as demonic sex poured into him. He had spent all day thinking of this moment, mind unable to let go of the highs he had felt the night before.

Soon his whole cock was enveloped by her body, pressing down into her as he felt the gentle hold of her pussy. Already he was feeling a churning sensation within him. But still he reared back, lining up as he thrust back in, finding a good angle as his hands gripped to curl her hips upward for him. She noticed his silent request, moving as she watched him work, laying back as she let the human enjoy her offered pussy.

He watched her for a moment, breasts gently bouncing upon her chest as he thrust. But in mere moments his mind could focus on nothing less than the building sensation in his teased loins.

He stood up on his toes as he leaned over her, straining to keep his motions controlled as Darius pushed in and out. Letting the lurid sensation fill him he made no effort to delay his oncoming orgasm. After last night he knew he would be ready to cum again in no time, surrendering to the urge to put his eager body at ease.

Her warm folds held him well, hands on her hips as he slid down into her upturned body, the more human position working well as the Satyr demon spread wide for him. His breath quickened, hips quivering as he tried to keep pace at the overwhelming feelings crashing down upon him.

“Yes… Ughhh Yes..!" He hissed through gritted teeth, that last slide in pushing him over the edge, a surge rocking through his straining cock.

His seed burst into her, wasting no time before releasing a whole day of pent up need into her pussy. He ground his hips deep into hers, holding her legs wider as he pushed and felt her tender folds holding against his cumming cock.

His eyes held closed, shallow, hard pumps driving in as he relished the sensation of another release of human cum into a demoness.

Grinding more he felt his peak winding down, the intense pleasure quickly slipping from his grasp as his cock gave another fruitless pulse deep into her lips.

His muscles relaxed as he gave a long breath out, still feeling himself rock hard between her lips. Letting her legs fall to the side he helped his cock out of her, pulling as he relished every inch slipping from her tender folds.

He now stood above the demoness, his thick cock in hand as he let a few drips fall to the floor between her spread thighs.

“Have a good time, darling?" She smiled, taking the moment to unhook her folded bra, tossing it aside as she lay back in only her stockings and gloves.

“Mmm yes, I really needed that." He groaned, giving a slow stroke over himself as the comfort of his orgasm was quickly being replaced with the thought of another.

“And you will certainly need many more." Scae teased, slowly tracing one hand down her body until she found her own lips. She gingerly swirled her clit as he watched the nude demoness continue to entice him.

“Name your desire… and I will make it come true." The demonic Satyr moaned to him, arching her back as she felt a drop of his seed roll from her lips.

Darius's wants were rather simple, feeling driven as his eyes traced over her bare curves. Simply the act of sex with such an exotic creature was far more than enough to satisfy him. But he did not want to appear a simpleton, searching his mind for anything.

“I've always wanted to try standing, while carrying." He said, making gesture out from his body to indicate to the demoness. He had seen a few dirty illustrations of it but never gotten a woman to try it with him. Though tall, Scae had a relatively thin frame, the able bodied fighter confident he could carry her weight.

“I am familiar." Scae chuckled, being well versed in every sexual arrangement humanoid bodies could create.

She raised herself from the bed, standing before him with her stockings and gloves.

She reached out with her human like hand, gently pressing against Darius's muscled chest.

“A man such as yourself must relish his strength." She complimented the mortal warrior.

“I do." He smiled back, both hands grabbing her woolly ass as he pulled her groin against his, squeezing his hard cock between them again.

“Such great power in that mortal body..." She smiled, hands grabbing around his shoulders as she let him lift her off the floor.

Rising, Scae's hooved feet stuck out behind his back as the man's cock brushed against her woolly tail. Holding around his neck one of her hands reached down to find his waiting cock.

Darius saw her intent, strengthening his grip on her as his hips pulled back, giving her enough room to guide his head up to her waiting lips. Tender lips graced against his cockhead before he let her weight fall, cock slotting easily into her.

“Mhhh…. Fuck..." He groaned under his breath, hilted into the Satyr as he held her in his arms. Her legs folded against his back, her soft fur all around his waist as he basked in the wet warmth of her feminine body again.

Her hands held around his neck, carrying her weight as she let the man take control of her.

“The strongest warriors are always the best lovers." She cooed as he began to thrust, hips and arms pumping their bodies together as he found the rhythm of this new position.

“We tend to be quite passionate." He grunted, legs bending as he rocked her against him, each pull and plunge growing quicker as he felt her weight pulling down on his arms.

He smashed his hips into hers harder, lifting her up his cock higher before humping forward as he let her slide back down, meeting her furry hips with a wet smack before they bounced back up and readied for the next hit.

He gave a long breath as his eyes grew heavier, watching her nude body bounce against him as his muscles strained with the strong sensation building in his loins. He was typically stoic, but with these demonesses the human warrior was already feeling out of breath.

His hands gripped tight around her furry ass, little tail wiggling between his hands. After his first night with a demoness their unusual forms no longer gave a moment of pause, looking into the bright red eyes of the caprine creature bouncing down against his cock.

Eyes falling lower to her lithe body he watched her tits bounce at every hit, a hypnotic rhythm as his cock slammed into her again and again. Her breasts were so full and round, the envy of any mortal woman as the everlasting demoness flaunted her assets to him.

His jaw grew slacker, letting more breath in and out as his eyes stayed transfixed, a sly smile on her lips.

She leaned back further, arching as she gave little pushes up to make her breasts bounce more. Darius could only quicken his pace, her heavy body slamming into his bare groin as his breath grew louder.

His cock jumped inside of her, feeling her body sliding up his shaft as he let loose, shooting a heavy glob of cum into the sultry demoness.

“Those tits girl..! Fuck!" He grunted, thoughts holding on her body as his eyes became heavier, still slamming up between her spread thighs.

He pounded harder into her, lifting and pulling as he pumped her body around his cock, watching every gyration of her beautiful tits.

He had lost track of time, uncaring as he let the image of her furry orbs soak deep into his mind. She moaned plaintively to him, goading him further as his balls slapped up against her.

His eyes closed, still seeing her bouncing body as he hissed through his teeth, feeling the demonic orgasm washing over as she bounced slower. Grinding to a halt, his cock gave a heavy twitch within her grasping lips. His body dipped forward, suddenly feeling her weight pulling down after his release.

He panted aloud, adjusting his grip before lifting her back up. Scae pulled around his neck, letting her body press against him as he continued to hold. Her sizeable breasts squished up against him, hands groping her rump as he appreciated the Satyr's furry body.

“So… what other positions do you lot get yourselves into?" Darius grunted, catching his breath while his body made its recovery.

“Oh, all sorts darling..." She hugged tighter around his neck, giving a sly smile on her caprine lips.

“Show me another." The man asked, hoping to learn a few new tricks from the two legged demoness. His knees bent to let her down, hooves hitting the floor as she stepped back.

Balancing her weight upon one hoof as she spun about like a dancer and lifted hoof above her head.

She grabbed her ankle, holding it high as her legs pointed straight from the floor to the ceiling. Her crotch was wide open, little tail sticking from her rear as a trickle of human cum stained her soft fur.

“Ever try it like this?" She smiled, already seeing the man impressed by her flexibility.

She was just at the right height as Darius stepped into her open thighs. Pushing in his cock slipped in without resistance. Her warm pussy welcomed him back, feeling the wetness of his previous loads aiding his slide all the way back inside. His hands wrapped around her upturned leg as he pressed gently into her open thighs.

“Very nice." He huffed, relishing the smooth slip into her body as she held for him, holding her leg against his chest.

Starting to thrust his other hand slid up her smooth belly, grasping her tit from bellow as he held and pumped against her horizontal body.

“My clan teaches much in the ways of the flesh..." She moaned, letting the mortal grope her body shamelessly as she balanced against him.

“Another horny lot of demon, huh?" Darius moaned, wet balls slapping against her furry thigh.

“We are far and above others in our erotic arts." She ran her fingers around her curled horns, bouncing back against Darius's thrusting hips.

“Tell me..." Darius grinned, knowing they had all night to explore new positions and techniques.

“We display our bodies in lavish festivities, watching one another as we indulge and celebrate sexual delight." She moaned, playing things up for the man.

“Hard for a guy not to have his hands all over a lady like you." Darius laughed, feeling his cockhead slip and slide within her soaking lips.

“Or the other girls, and the guys to one another, we relish every act of passion within our clan." She smiled, thinking back to the many sights and sensations back home.

“You've been with other females? Tell me." Darius grunted, keeping his pleasured pace up into her body.

“I can do it a step better." The Satyr grinned, closing her eyes as a few quick gestures of her free hand conjured an illusion upon the vacant bed.

Darius blinked as the illusion came into being, seeing two copies of Scae kneeling upon the mattress. They were given full form, appearing as real as the Satyr he was thrusting into. They each wore the same stockings and gloves, their bare tits and groins open as they turned to face one another.

The illusions gently stroked over one another's bodies, tender and sensual as they groped one anothers breasts, open palms tracing their feminine curves and artfully groping as they stared into one another's eyes.

Darius squeezed harder around Scae's tit, watching the girls in front of them boldly explore one another as they kept themselves open to his prying eyes.

The man had heard rumors of women into other women, of the shows some dancers could put on for a generous enough client. Now he was witness to such a thing, watching two female bodies pressed together as their hands drifted into one another's groins.

“You like to fool around with girls more?" Darius panted watching the caprine lips lock together, kissing as eager fingers probed up into each others bodies. Their furry breasts squished together as they embraced in an impassioned hug. He saw their bodies pushing up as they hooked and pulled harder at one another's pussies.

“Each sex has their own thrills, None of us would forsake one for the other."

“Not when we can have it all." She smiled, a cry from the pair on the bed interrupting the man as he looked back up.

One of Scae's doubles was gasping aloud, struggling as the other vigorously rubbed up between her spread legs. Her motions were practiced and focused, rubbing hard against her clit as she gained the upper hand. The more dominant image grinned, not relenting for a moment as she felt the fingers against her own pussy fall away.

She was quick to act, throwing the faltering Satyr back against the bed, grasping her open thighs as she pulled their open groins together, female lips meeting in between as she sat tall above her dominated double.

Pulling her legs the dominant satyr began to twist her hips, rubbing their pussies together as the man stared intently at the exotic act.

“Gods…" Darius faltered in his steady rhythm, feeling the complete indulgence of the scene before him make his blood pump harder.

Scae smiled as she watched him stare at her show, focusing as the man fucked her open body. She controlled the illusion as the pair on the bed became more heated, playing up the scene for his eyes as both of her images began to moan aloud, mashing pussies faster and faster.

Darius closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deep out his nose as he focused, feeling himself nearing the breaking point as the pleasured gasps and moans of the illusionary females on the bed rang in his ears.

Reluctantly letting go of Scae's furry tit he grasped tight around her raised thigh, her body still balanced against him as he pulled her leg against himself. His pace quickened, eyes opening to the lurid sights before him.

His eyes drifted down Scae's body bouncing against him, hand holding around her ankle as she balanced. Then his gaze lifted, catching brief glances between wooley legs as Satyr pussies mashed together. Their clits rubbed as they quivered harder against one another. He watched the submissive female laying back against the bed, her tits laying upon her chest as her legs held wide, succumbing to the sensation as she cried out, cumming against her better.

Darius moaned as he pumped harder into Scae, drinking deep of the scene. His eyes traced up the body of the dominant Satyr, her tits bouncing as her chest heaved at her own finish.

His eyes held on her, watching her body lean back, the feminine curves of her hips, tight midriff and round tits a breathtaking sight for the man. He grunted as he watched, eyes tracing over every curve and shape of the illusions joined bodies. On the edge as he saw her turn to him knowingly, smiling as she bounced in time with his own thrusts, growing faster with him.

“Ahhhh… fuck." He groaned, succumbing to the sensation as he watched the writhing satyrs on the bed, feeling Scae's warm embrace finally push him over the edge once again.

Pulling tight against her leg he came, shooting deep between her open thighs as he stood.

His heels lifted from the ground, indulging the position as her soft folds caressed his cumming member, that otherworldly orgasm seeping through his veins once again.

Between heavy blinks the man's eyes darted about, tracing over all three female bodies before him, gasping and panting at the sensual feast before him.

His grip on Scae's leg loosened, falling into a delightful haze as the Satyrs on the bed finally separated.

“I always wondered how ladies made love." He laughed, pulling back as his heavy cock vacated Scae's lips, allowing her to break her pose and stand back on her hooves once again.

“Oh, there are so very many ways to make love." Scae smiled, turning his attention back to the bed as he saw the two Satyrs holding a long phallic object.

It was a shiny gold, long and rounded at both ends with smooth heads, a subtle curve across the whole shape.

And looking across the bed he saw more such objects of varying colors shapes and sizes, some even equipped with straps to be worn. From their lewd shapes it was obvious to their use, his eyes watching the round end of the long dildo push into the submissive Satyrs pussy. The dominant Satyr grinned as she took the other end into her own body, both females taking in turn to push and pull against the shape as their pussies gripped the long shape together.

Scae's clan was known as craftsmen, weaponsmiths, armorers many things other demons did not see the need for. They were always wager to set their skills towards pleasure, making anything to enhance their debaucherous festivities. Their dark wares well sought by mortal patrons.

Darius could only stare as he watched Scae's illusions change positions on the bed, now rear to rear as they humped back against one another. He saw their furry ass's slam together, followed by a long draw as the arching shape revealed between them. Its surface was now slick, disappearing again as their bodies slammed back together, meeting with a low moan from each.

His sore cock twitched back to life, watching the phallic shape slide in and out of the females before him, both of them now smiling to the man as Scae sat back on the bed with them, a dribble of human seed rolling down her thigh.

In another moment the two illusions pulled the toy from their bodies, crawling up on either side of Scae as they sat together, the fighter marveling at the strength of her illusions.

The three Satyrs looked identical, their nude bodies on display as he took a moment to drink them in.

“Would you care to join us human?" She grinned, both hands squeezing a breast of her doppelgangers.

“Yes, join us..." The one on her left spoke, joined by a long indulgent moan from the right.

“You mean... how?" He stumbled, never experiencing magic this strong before.

“The magic will hold as long as you are willing to play our game." The image on the right spoke, Scae keeping her actual lips shut as she sat back with her illusions.

“Turn around, then join us on the bed." The left finished, all three now groping and petting over one anothers bodies.

Darius was quick to comply, turning as he stood to face the opposite wall.

Soon he felt a pair of hands on his back, another on his side as they gently pulled.

Darius complied, letting them guide him to the bed as he sat, still looking forward as he slid back on the sheets. He saw Scae move around in front of him, her weight pushing down into the mattress as she knelt over him.

He still felt the pair of hands around him, now feeling fur press into his back and shoulder, a second Scae at his side as her round tit brushed against his cheek.

His mind was struggling to tell which of her was an illusion, the touch against his sides feeling so real. Then the Satyr before him leaned in, pushing down against his erection with a finger, releasing as he bobbed back up expectantly. He heard them all moan against him, the illusion holding strong as he was unable to spot a fault. Was that actually her? Did she switch places with the illusions?

The human fighter let himself relax, closing his eyes for a moment as he remembered what she said. He wanted to believe this, letting the images become more real as he accepted the indulgent Satyr triplets surrounding him. He was more than safe, certain the demonesses were here to impress him. He wanted this, and he was going to have it.

“Relaxed human?" He heard from his side, her hands caressing his short hair as he looked up to her, feeling delicate hands and furry bodies all around. Glancing down his hard cock was toyed with, the other two hugging close and rubbing his strained muscles.

“Going to treat me like a king?" He grinned, laying back with his little harem.

“Our bodies are yours to play with, human. " The Scae on his side smiled, watching him reach out and press his lips against her open tit.

He leaned closer, kissing around her nipple as she pet over his head. He smiled as the fingers on his cock and arms stroked harder, feeling his body invigorated against their touch. He opened his legs wider, leaning back as the three females seemed to guide him deeper into the illusion.

As he blindly sucked into her breast he felt a body rise over him. Soon he felt the familiar warmth of Satyr pussy drop down upon him, her body sliding down his cock as she knelt on the bed.

Bodies pulsed and slid together, glancing down as he saw Scae above him, leaning back as she propped herself up on the bed. Her long body gave a slow rise and fall before the man gave a good hump of his own, nerves rising once again.

Letting her nipple slip from his lips he moaned aloud, rubbing his face into Scae's furry tits as he reached his hands out to the Satyr against his lap.

He held around her waist, their bodies moving in time as the third body hugged against his shoulder, hands gliding over his skin as he relished the lavish attention and the furry tits at his back.

He didn't care if this was real or not, mind long past the moments of hesitation as he embraced it all, letting the demonesses magic surround his mind.

Scae felt him rubbing into her chest, hands combing over his head hair as she watched him make busy with her phantom image. She had to expend quite a lot of magical energy to hold up the illusion, keeping the man within the spell. She smiled over him, watching and hearing his shameless indulgence.

Skae knew none of the other demonesses commanded this kind of magic, she the strongest illusionist of her clan. And as the man smothered himself in her images she knew her impression on him was solidified.

Darius's hips ground upward, feeling Scae's spread body push back against him, both of them growing more heated as he looked up to her bright red eyes, a seductive smile across her face as they bounced and ground their open thighs together.

His hands around her waist tightened, grunting as he felt hands and tits rubbing against his bare back. He was sweating under the exertion, cock twitching and aching for another release as he felt the demonesses wet pussy hold around him. Pushing up into her his eyes focused on their connection, her legs spread wide as her feminine lips opened for him, compressing as he thrust up into her, the delicate heat of her sex washing over him as his climax hit its inevitable peak.

“GAhhh! ERHGHH!" He shouted, pulling her body down as he hilted up into her and shot his load.

“Ohhh! yes!" She moaned out to him, encouraging the man as he felt her lips kiss against his ear, furry tits mashing into his muscled shoulder.

“Arghh! Take it!" He yelled, expressing his joy among the other patrons of the brothel. All around the steady sounds of rocking beds and pleasured cries echoing down the halls.

Grabbing her waist he quickly pumped harder to send another shot of his load into her.

Finally he let go, aching cock still hard and twitching as he lay upon the bed, now lounging back against the other pair of Satyrs at his back. He let their soft fur cushion him, their hands running over his muscles as he breathed long and slow.

The Scae on his cock began to stand, slow and purposefully as she pulled off of him with a swing of her hips. His heavy cock wobbled as a string of cum dripped from her lips, hands sliding down her sides as she watched his eyes follow her.

Her motion was like a dance, noticing how the man no longer questioned the illusions, her magic able to take free reign of his mind as she fed his desires.

Darius smiled as he watched his heavy cock bob between his legs, the tall Satyr spread wide above him as she gave a slow dance, hands running over her curvy hips. The man had never felt so big, so indulgent as his hands found the pair of bodies at his sides, running over stocking clad thighs and bare chests.

“Can you fuck me next?" The Satyr on his left moaned into his ear, his hands running across her thigh before he angled up into her dripping crotch. He brazenly pushed up inside, spreading her body as his other fingers ran down her slit.

“You want this cock?" Darius shamelessly moaned and jabbed into her, feeling his ego inflated among the three females.

“Oh! I want you! Fuck me hard..." She moaned back, letting him tease and indulge.

“Climb on, I want to see your moves." Darius groaned, stretching his legs out before him as he adjusted.

All three images of the Satyr shifted as he lay back against the bed, cock swinging above him as he folded his arms behind his head, feeling like a king commanding the Satyr demoness as they crawled before him.

Getting to her knees she was quick to kneel over him, knees on either side of his stretched legs. She gave a heavy sway of her hips as she moved forward, hypnotic in her rhythm. He watched her long form climbing up his body, her tits swaying as her gloved hands held above her head, stretching high with her curving body.

Her hips swung wider, legs spreading down as she carefully hit his bobbing cock with her own lips.

Pressing against the hit she slipped onto his cockhead, twirling him as she brought him into her rhythmic dance. The sensation of his twisting cock made his toes curl, knees pushing up as he gasped aloud.

“Gods!" He hissed, eyes glued to her shapely body as she expertly took his cock. Her hips swung wide, cock following as he felt her warm walls press hard against him. Then she swung back around, sliding all around his sensative cockhead as he laid back, watching her erotic dance atop his body.

“You dance beautifully." He gasped, feeling her rise and fall atop him as her arms ran down her body, framing her tits as she smiled back at him with a knowing glance.

“Thank you, we can dance all night. In so many ways..." She smiled, curling her hips up as she let Darius's cock slip all the way to her outer lips. The head of his cock held within her grasp before she swung back, swallowing his whole length as she fell with a wide swing, renewing her hypnotic rhythm atop him.

He let his hands hold behind his head, not wanting to break her rhythm as she danced over him, a constant pleasurable slide of her body pulling up then gliding down his length.

He gave a long breath out, glancing over to see Scae's other two images rubbing over one another's bodies, fingers pressing up between their thighs as they watched him enjoying himself.

“Gods… you are astounding..." He moaned, the surreal sights and sensations something one could never expect.

“Let us be your wildest dream..." The three Satyrs spoke together, smiling to the man as he reached out, feeling the soft belly fur of the Satyr on his cock. He watched her rise and fall as he pet up into her soft body, reaching higher as she leaned down, seeing his want.

“We are your playthings…" She moaned as his hands squeezed her round tits. His legs gently spread behind her, joining her slow dance as he leaned up and gripped her furry ass.

His mouth found her nipple, squeezing around her shape as he kissed her demonic body.

“Yes… I am yours..." She moaned, keeping the motion around his cock as his hands and mouth explored her.

Darius only cared for one thing in those moments, letting the pleasure and indulgence coarse through him, hips moving on their own as he sought another delightful high within her demonic warmth.

The night continued, Darius indulging every rumor and dirty story he had ever heard with the Satyr and her illusions. Watching her act out every whim of his lust filled mind. He let himself be caught in the moment just as she wanted, not concerned with time nor reality. It was like a waking dream, soft round bodies pressing into him as he sought out her most delicate places.

As the night grew late and the chorus of pleasured moans and rocking headstands across the buildings silenced. So many of the patrons had tired and gone home, or fallen asleep after their efforts. But the human fighter with a full days rest and the infusion of demonic lust coursing through him powered on.

“MMhhh!" Darius groaned, holding Scae's furry thigh open as he knelt into her. She lay on her side, letting the man have at her as his wide cock spread her, aching balls slapping into her sopping wet thigh.

His sore muscles struggled, feeling his climax so close as he panted over her, staring ahead as he focused on the sensation around his cock, pushing hard for one more release.

As he quivered he felt it cresting, slapping harder into her open thigh as he squeezed around her wooly leg, pushing down as his teeth grit.

“FuuCK!" He cried out, hitting the peak again as her warm folds held him in the moment.

He fell against her, braced by her folded thigh as she looked back. His cock shot another string of cum into her, even his body growing exhausted despite the magical infusion driving him on.

He smiled wide, letting that sensation wash over him, savoring it as he came to a slow fade.

He let his long cock slip from her lips as he rolled back, falling against the stained sheets as he let out a long gasp.

Scae had dismissed her illusions when the man wasn't looking, drawing the night to a close. He huffed before her, feeling the strain of the night catching up to him.

“I am afraid our night as come to an end." She had to speak up.

“The sun has risen beyond these walls." The brothel room lacking any kind of windows to let the man keep track of time. And indeed amidst everything he had lost track of things, the end sneaking up on him.

“Well... can I squeeze in one more? I'll be quick." He sat back up, hoping to feel her one more time.

“I'd love to indulge you… but the rules." Scae had to speak up, not wanting to give a reason for the others to disqualify her amazing performance from the contest.

“Damn… that was a night I will never forget." Darius gasped, knowing what an understatement that was. Though he couldn't help but feel sad at the end of such a night, his demonically infused cock still hard and dripping.

“It has been a pleasure, human." She grinned, lounging on the bed as she let her nude body display to him.

“Gods… I need to clean up." Darius had to notice, dried seed and sweat covering him.

He stumbled over to the wash basin as Scae sat up on the bed, watching him tiredly clean his exhausted body.

Reaching into her satchel bag she rooted around for a moment. Gripping something she pulled from the bag, the hilt of a sword emerging as the impossible length of the thing defied the confines of the small bag.

The sword's scabered was a dark leather, intricate shapes swirling down the length like flames as the otherworldly metal of the guard shone under the rooms dimming candle light.

She let the sheathed blade lay across her lap, watching Darius run the spongy water all over his body. Scae watched the mortal fighter, able to see old scars all across his body. She knew a warrior like him would appreciate what she would offer next.

Pulling a shirt back over his head Darius yawned, fatigue finally hitting him as he gave a slower reach down to pull up his britches.

Turning and threading his shirt Darius saw the Satyr sitting with the sword, stopping as he realized the mare would not be the only one savvy enough to offer an extra incentive for his favor.

“So, warrior, I have something that might pique your interest." She smiled, lifting the scabbard as she turned it, offering him the hilt.

“I know such things do not come freely." He stopped, wanting to be sure this wasn't a sudden ploy to put him in her debt.

“Indeed, but they might come, easily." She grinned, still offering the handle to him.

“Our night was quite wonderful, perhaps it was the very best..?" She smiled, knowing for sure she had to be ahead of the stubborn mare.

“My clan would offer such a gift to an esteemed mortal warrior, for such a favorable judgement in our game."

Darius stepped forward, intrigued enough by the blade to sample it.

Taking the scabbard in one hand he grasped the hilt, lifting it from Scae's hands as he held it before him.

The patterning on the sheath was exquisite, a craftsmanship he had never seen. And the weight was surprising, light for a blade as large as it was.

Pulling, he slid the blade from its scabbard, seeing a deep red metal emerge before his eyes. He continued to pull, revealing the entire blade as he held it easily in one hand.

All down the blade the deep color and bright sheen danced in the light, made of materials from the infernal plane. As his eyes admired the sharp blade his hand squeezed around the hilt, feeling an invigorating strength fill him, his tiredness fading as he felt ready to battle anything.

Stepping back he lifted and swung the sword through the air. He could hear the air sing as it made way for the blade, rearing back as he pointed it towards the door. With a swift punch he jabbed the blade forward, feeling the power of it.

He breathed deeply, knowing just how strong such a blade was, the strength to rival any mortal magic blade.

“A beautiful weapon..." The fighter had to admire the handiwork, looking back to the Satyr who now stood behind him.

“My clan are artisans as well as lovers..." She grinned, many Satyrs having helped in the construction of the weapon now offered to him.

“A warrior as strong as you could make great use of such a blade."

“Indeed..." He smiled, re-sheathing the sword before handing it back to the Satyr.

She placed the blade back into the magic bag, her hand quick to pull out a sack of coins for the human.

“And your gold for the night."

“Oh yes..." He had to speak up, having completely forgotten about the gold to pay for his time. It seems many other things were on his mind.

She posed for him as she stood, hips swung out and chest forward as she reminded him of their night together. Her thighs and chest still stained with the seed he so eagerly spent.

“So… that concludes everything?" He sighed, feeling tiredness slipping back into his body.

“Yes, you may rest mortal, and remember our offer." She smiled.

“And that body… damn." He had to remark, delaying his departure as he drank in her exotic feminine curves once again. The fur, hooves and caprine face no longer gave him a moment of pause, his lust for the demonic form only growing deeper.

Collecting the last of his gear Darius re-equipped himself, leaving the room as he entered the lobby.

He looked a mess, sweat covering him and his hair unkempt as he walked with a marked sluggishness.

“Good night, huh?" A man behind the desk remarked as he passed, the staff already changed out for the morning.

“Like you wouldn't believe..." Darius gave a tired smile, knowing the staff loved to prod a clients ego, to encourage repeat visits.

As he was leaving Darius heard a shocked gasp, turning to see Scae walking out in her human illusion. But she was noticeably lacking what she came in with, now stark naked as she held her magic bag over one shoulder, round tits jiggling as seed ran down her thighs.

She sauntered over to the desk and slammed down a stack of coins.

“Thanks hun, a little extra for the fun." She blew a quick kiss to the man before swaggering on across the lobby.

All the men stared as she made her scene, smiling as all the human eyes held firmly on her illusion.

Darius scrambled for a moment, grabbing and holding the door open as he made way for Scae as she smiled knowingly to him.

“Have a good day, handsome." She smiled, waving goodbye before she strutted nude down the street.

He quickly headed the opposite direction, hearing a few offended screams and surprised laughs as the demoness made her way out of town in the buff.

“Demons… what mad creatures." He chuckled to himself, mind still fresh on the images and sensations of their wild night. He was not going to forget either of these nights, each holding their own special perks.

And still he felt an ache within him, a deep longing for more. Only the knowledge of a whole other night of demonic love kept him focused. Knowing hours of otherworldly lovemaking was waiting for him. He just needed to eat, rest and prepare.

It was the hellhound next, remembering his brief moments with her before. He caught himself, pants tented in the street as he lusted for night to fall again, to feel that demonic thrill and indulge a whole new form.

And then there were these extra gifts, the trove of wealth and that demonic sword. Both were very generous offers. Already the decision was tough, but as his mind went over his adventure with Scae he couldn't help think how well that sword felt in his hand.

Though his mind was quick to fall back to her curves, and the demonic warmth of her body. He thought over her more as he sluggishly ate. Heading upstairs as he fell into bed, exhaustion finally taking him as his mind drifted.

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Author's Notes: Another night down! Adding some illusion magic in this was pretty fun. I love the idea of spells and magic making their way into the bedroom, all sorts of interesting creative things a skilled wielder could do!

This one was more on the anthro side, it was fun to contrast the more bestial bodies of mare and hellhound. And don't worry, Kaithir is up next along with the conclusion to the story. Both girls have made some pretty big impressions on the man so far, who would you choose?