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It had been four days since the warrior Arby and the druid Ildeon had set out on their journey from the capital, the destination the mysterious heart of the Dark Woods that laid near the kingdom's west borders. For most of their trip they had made good time with the use of horses and roads set down by the kingdom to ease traveling but once they had gotten to the last village before the woods they had to put the animals into a stable. Ildeon told the folf that the forest would be far too thick for them to travel with them and that for the rest of the journey they would be on foot. That also meant leaving a lot of the creature comforts that came with traveling in such a manner as the deer warned him also that they would have to travel light if they had any intention of making good time through such thick vegetation.

Though Arby didn't usually have a traveling companion with him in these kinds of missions the druid was already proving to be a boon for him in his knowledge of the forests. He had also been provided with enchanted leather armor that would allow him to move more easily, and though he lamented leaving his full plate behind the last thing he wanted to do was sink into some sort of mud hole with it on. The deer had on a similar set of leathers that were more form-fitting to his body to allow him to slide easily around in the trees and bushes that he normally called his home. While the warrior was more at home on the battlefield and in the inns and taverns of the world he kept up a good pace as they pushed their way into the Dark Woods.

The two had reached the edge of the woods on the morning of the fourth day and as the druid took the lead they pushed in as far as they could. Other than a few forest critters nothing else seemed to bother them as they pressed forward, stopping only to eat a quick meal or relieve themselves. While it was next to impossible for Arby to know what time it was due to the thick canopy of leaves that hung over their heads it soon became clear that night was falling. The already dark surroundings began to grow a more eerie tone as the hidden sun sank beneath the horizon as the druid announced that they needed to set up camp.

A few minutes later Arby and Ildeon found themselves in a small grove of trees with enough room for a fire so they could cook their food and have some light to set up camp. "I have to say I'm really impressed with your skills Ildeon," Arby commented as he took off his tunic, exposing the red fur of his chest and black of his upper arms and thighs. "You are definitely a boon to have with on this quest, I'd still probably be hacking my way through the brush of the tree line just to get in."

"Any excuse for me to go back into the woods," the deer replied with a chuckle as he hovered his black fingertips over the soil and caused a small plant to grow. "Sometimes I think that I should have stuck with my clan that makes their home there, but then I get to help warriors like you to survive in these places while it feels like a pleasant visit for me. Anyway I happened to locate a small stream nearby and I wish to bathe in these pristine waters when I have the chance, do you wish to join me?"

"I think I'm fine for now," Arby replied with a small, wry grin. "You go on ahead, I'll hold down the fort."

The deer nodded and went past the grove of trees, the folf hearing an audible splash a few minutes later. The stream was very close by it seems, he thought to himself, the water running so quietly that he didn't even hear it as he had set up his bedroll. The grove had a few bushes that ran between the trees that made it and he decided to see just how close it was by sticking his head between the smaller branches. Arby saw the stream was only a few feet away from him and realized that he could practically reach out with a pan and scoop some liquid up for cooking and such, but as his eyes followed the small river downstream his eyes locked onto something that caused him to huff slightly.

Though the fact that the armor was tailor-made for him gave Arby a general sense of the deer's body type he was not prepared for just how sexy the druid was. The grey fur of his chest, forearms, and calves was complimented by the deep blue of the rest of his body, and with the moon shining overhead in the canopy break caused by the river he could see darker and brighter blue lines that formed into a pattern just above his knees and elbows. What really caught Arby's attention though was the long, bright blue cock that hung from the deer's groin, the naked buck unaware of the folf's red eyes staring at him as he wetted the white headfur between his antlers with the cold water. He continued to watch the druid rub down his muscular physique before he realized he was getting an erection of his own and with no cold water nearby to calm himself down he quickly pulled back and concentrated on making sure his blade was sharp.

Had Arby continued to watch he would have seen the small smirk form on Ildeon's face. Though the blue eyes of the deer had been on his own body he had used his powers to see through the plants on what the folf was doing. Had the warrior stuck around he might have just given him a little show, he thought to himself as he gave the long blue shaft of his cock a squeeze to feel the blood rush into it, but before he could even wiggle his tuft of a tail Arby had withdrawn. If there's one thing the druid learned from his studies in the woods of the world was that patience was a virtue, and if the folf was really that interested in his body he could have it... but he wasn't just going to give it away like that. In fact, the deer thought to himself as he clambered back to the shore with his hooved feet, he had started to get an idea of things to do in order to have a little fun with the hybrid since they were in his domain.

A few hours later the two had finished with their meal and Ildeon announced he was going to go to bed, and when Arby said that he can take the first watch the deer told him not to worry and that he had already set up runes to alert them of danger. The folf just nodded and stated he would bed down for the night as well since there was no need for him to tire himself out on an unneeded watch. But as Arby laid there on his bedroll and stared into the fire that was slowly dying down he found himself unable to do so. The image of that buff naked druid softly snoring on the other side of the grove continued to play in his mind and it was causing an arousal that was not letting up on him.

At this point Arby had a choice to make; he could either toss and turn for the next few hours before finally going to sleep or take care of his little problem outside of the grove. He opted for the latter and after looking over to check to make sure Illdeon was asleep he stripped out of the sleep clothes and walked towards the river completely naked. If for some reason the stag woke up he could just say that he was going to take a bath, he thought to himself as he took his alchemically-enhanced metal arm and ran it down his chest. As he sat down against a nearby tree that provided a somewhat comfy chair he focused on the thoughts of the deer instead of pushing them away, biting his lip as he began to fondle his sheath before sliding up to the cock pushing out of it.

But as soon as Arby crossed the line of runes that Ildeon had set up the deer's eyes snapped open, using his primal magic to reach out and see what happened before a small grin formed on his muzzle. It appeared from what he could sense that the folf had decided to handle his arousal himself instead of come to him, and as the naked deer slowly sat up in his bedroll he decided to join in on the fun anyway. As his eyes glowed with a blue hue he took his fingers and sank them into the dirt, feeling the pulse of life in the ground as he used it as a conduit for his arcane magic. These woods were full of life for him to grown and manipulate and the druid was going to put it to good use as he pumped his power into the ground that Arby sat on.

The folf warrior remained blissfully unaware of anything the deer druid was doing as he continued to stroke himself, leaning back against the bark of the tree he sat at while pleasuring himself to the image of the other male. It wasn't until he suddenly felt his hands get pulled away from his fully erect cock did he realize he wasn't technically alone. The plant vines that had grown up around him had managed to coil around his wrists and pull them away before he even noticed their presence. As both his arms got pulled back and placed against the trunk of the tree he thought that perhaps he had fallen into some sort of ambush, but as a third vine slithered up and snaked around his throbbing member his shock turned to surprise followed by arousal.

"That sneaky druid," Arby huffed as more vines grew up from the ground and the lashed his legs to the ground, keeping him in a spread-eagle position with his cock being stroked and his tailhole exposed. "I'm going to definitely make sure to get him back forthin mrrfh!" It appeared the druid had either heard him or intentionally meant to bind his mouth the entire time as one of the vines that had sprouted from the trunk had wrapped around his neck before moving up to his muzzle. It was thinner than the other ones and was able to loop around his hybrid snout several times before pushing in past his lips, coating his tongue in a sweet sap that tasted delicious as his body became completely bound to the ground and the tree to prevent him from moving.

As the folf warrior squirmed in the pleasure being given to him by the deer druid however his predicament had not gone unnoticed, his metal arm starting to glow with a purple light as the demon within had started to awaken. The initial surge in adrenaline that came from the vines making their first appearance had been enough to get the attention of the gooey demon dragon that possessed Arby's arm, and even when that initial anxiety turned towards arousal it perceived the sudden restraint as an ambush. It wasn't going to let its host fall victim to such an attack and as it began to draw power into itself a bright purple slime began to ooze out between the joints of the arm.

Arby had not become aware of the demon in his arm awakening as his focus was on the thick vine that had pushed up between his restrained legs, the warrior folf trying not to laugh even through the vine gag in his muzzle as he shook his head. In response the vine nodded its head and coyly began to tease his exposed inner thighs to cause the black and red folf to squirm in his plant restraints. As the thinner ones continued to slither and coil around his throbbing cock the bigger one went from the base of his sheath to his tailhole, and as it began to tease around his exposed hole he started to notice something forming on the plant's skin. Dark green lumps appeared on it, and though Arby couldn't see the druid he suspected that the deer was either laughing or at least smiling as the newly textured vine began to spread him open.

The second that the tip made contact with him it began to secrete a substance similar to the sweet sap that Arby had been sampling with his mouth gag, though this liquid was clear and had a much different purpose to it. The folf breathed out hard as it began to slide inside of him, causing him to shudder against the vines holding him there as he felt his insides begin to stretch. Whatever the plant was secreting allowed it to push inside of him rather quickly, the warrior moaning loudly into his gag as his tailhole was stretched open. As the pleasure cascaded through his entire body he could only imagine what it looked like seeing the warrior bound and helpless to the whims of an incredibly horny druid, Qalos would probably have no end of jeers and taunts on how he enjoyed feeling this way as he watched inch after inch of the vine slither deeper into him...

Qalos...

In the haze of intense pleasure the folf had completely forgot about the creature that he had recently found was a stowaway in the arm created for him, and though it was hard to look with the vines still growing around his neck and shoulders he was able to see that the demonic creature had in fact awakened. Without realizing it Qalos had already taken complete control of his hand, the metal covered in purple goo, and had managed to grab one of the vines that was holding them down. Whether he was about to attack it or corrupt it Arby mentally shouted at him to stop, which caused the creature to pause. Through their connection that had been forged with the goo dragon had first taken him over he tried to explain that they weren't in fact under attack and not to disrupt what was going on.

Though it was hard for the hybrid to raise his thoughts over the haze of pleasure growing in his mind he could feel the corruption growing in his arm to recede for the moment, though the tendrils of the demon instead connected with his mind. Arby knew his friend was going to need a better explanation then what he could give with a vine thrusting into his tailhole and causing waves of pleasure, so he agreed to meet in the mental space the demon had created for them. The vines that had been keeping the folf from moving suddenly felt the creature go limp as the red eyes of the hybrid creature rolled back into his head, the whites becoming tinted with purple as his head sagged against the vines holding them up.

When Arby opened his eyes once more he found himself in a place that was starting to grow increasingly familiar, a dark space filled with bright purple patterns that indicated the alchemical nature of the space that contained his demon. Standing there before him was the demon himself, his dark purple body almost blending in with his surroundings while his bright purple claws, spikes, and horns helped to highlight him. "So I am to believe that we are not currently being captured?" Qalos stated as his arms crossed against his chest. "Despite the fact that you have allowed yourself to become completely bound at the whim of another this is... what, perfectly normal for you?"

"Well I wouldn't call this normal," the warrior replied, feeling slightly sheepish having to explain what was happening to the demon. "Look, I know you know what pleasure is, we've experienced such things together before, so I need you to connect to my body to see that this is alright. The druid is just having a bit of fun since I think he might have noticed me looking in on him while he was bathing in the river."

There was a moment of pause as Arby could feel the demonic power suffusing through his system to investigate the claims given to him by the folf. "Mmmm, this is indeed very... pleasurable," the demon admitted. "Who would have imagined that the act of being tied up without one's knowledge would be so enticing. Very well, I will not continue with my efforts to get us free and attack our captor."

"Thank you," Arby said as he breathed a sigh of relief. "Now can I go back to enjoying myself? It's rare to be on a mission with someone this kinky and I don't want him to think that I passed out."

"Oh yes, this will be very much enjoyable," Qalos replied as an evil smile grew on his own muzzle. "I look forward to experiencing this for myself, and perhaps turn the tables on the druid so that we can enjoy being on the other side of such things."

"I'm glad that you-" Arby started to say before he realized what the demon had just told him, causing the folf to look at the smiling creature. "Wait, what do you mean by that?"

Suddenly Arby once more found himself staring out into the darkness of the woods, only this time he could feel someone sharing his senses as the intense pleasure he was getting from the vines returned ten-fold to him. The purple goo that had been confined to his arm started spreading once more as he saw the claws that had grown on his mechanical fingers lengthen even more. With the combination of the demon's influence and the sensations coming from his vine-encased cock and throbbing tailhole he knew that he couldn't fight off the demon from taking him over. The folf let out a muffled groan as his pectorals began to thicken from the ooze assimilating him inside and out, the goo of the demon even leaking out of his nose and around the vine gag as one of his eyes began to glow with a purple light.

If the druid had sensed anything was happening to the folf it didn't look like he noticed as the vines continued to coil around his arm even as the muscles bulged and grew underneath it, which only caused more of them to wrap around to keep him restrained while his body twitched and quivered. At this point Arby knew it would be futile to try and resist as he felt the insistence of the demon dragon to be in the driver's seat of his body. Even though the fur of the folf was quickly being turned into the purple gooey form of the demon dragon that used to be confined to his arm he could still feel all the pleasure coming from the vines that covered his body, in fact it seemed that Qalos had upped the sensitivity of their shared form so that all he could think about was the stimulation he was getting from them.

With the demon dragon finding the resistance of the folf warrior quickly ebbing away it started to settle in, groaning as he had to pull their body forward enough to allow his wings to form from the hybrid's back. As Arby was relegated to a passenger of his own form he began to move his new limbs, feeling the thrill of excitement of not only possessing his host once again but from the situation that he found himself in. It appeared his host had been accurate on the feeling of the vines coiling and slithering against his body, particularly the one that had pushed itself so deep into their tailhole that with every thrust it had pushed up their furred stomach a little. Since he was taking over the folf's body anyway he decided to focus his corruption down there first and could hear Arby moan loudly in their shared subconscious as the dragon's purple goo began to leak out of his cock and around the vine stretching their cheeks.

Since Qalos had a body that was mostly goo it didn't take much to alter the folf's form so that it was the same, the demonic energy transforming organs and flesh to more of the thick ooze that spread on his washboard abs as they were sculpted to become even more prominent. With the goo dragon transforming the folf's tailhole as more of the shiny purple substance began to coat their tail the vine suddenly pushed in far deeper than it could before, Qalos letting out a muffled groan of contentment through their shared muzzle while Arby's mind buzzed from the intensity of the sudden insertion. Their stomach looked positively swollen with the added inches of vine inside of them and every inch of it felt like they were rubbing against the sensitive insides of the folf even though it was mostly goo at this point. At the same time the vines around their shared cock had to stretch and grow once more as the fleshy pink member swelled with new growth and became a bright purple in nature.

How enticing, Qalos thought to himself as he watched his reforming hips jerk up in the air in order to get more stimulation while new vines grew around his thickening dragon tail to keep that restrained as well, the fact that he couldn't reach his own member only seemed to serve as an enhancement to the pleasure they were receiving. As he looked inwards to himself he would have chuckled if he could at feeling his host's psyche practically passing out from the amount of pleasure they were getting now. Helplessness equals pleasure, the goo dragon continued to muse as he flexed his clawed feet as the tendrils pressed against them coiled around his toes and caused him to wiggle, it was a concept that he was more than willing to try out in more ways than one. At the moment however he was taking Arby's advice and enjoying the moment as he continued to take over the host, the other red eye of the folf turning a bright purple as their canine muzzle warped and shifted while more goo coated it. Arby's body was practically dripping with the corruptive substance now as the demon took control of their partially mutated body, the folf feeling the control of his form slipping away with every throb of their new maleness...

Once Qalos had taken full control of their body he flexed his new muscles and decided he would attempt to spur the druid on even more. The vine that had been pushed into his maw to keep him gagged suddenly found itself slipping deeper inside the new goo of the demon dragon's throat, feeling it wiggle inside as he continued to suck on it. The one that was inside of his tailhole at least a good two feet inside of him now and the demon clamped around it to keep it there, his hips thrashing back and forth while his purple stomach swelled and bulged. Though he could have used his newfound strength to just break free he continued to let the druid have his fun, letting the vines grow over him with an increased intensity until soon it was hard to see his own purple body in the midst of them.

The first thing that got completely encased was the dragon's member, watching the glow slowly disappear as more vines joined the ones that were already there. As they continued to stimulate him the half-transformed arms and legs of the folf were next to be completely wrapped around, cocooning them to the point where they couldn't move an inch. The two could feel their limbs continuing to transform underneath it however as the folf lost more of himself, though the progress became unseen as their body humped into the air from the intense stimulation. As Arby's pointed ears started to melt into his skull the vines that were around his muzzle grew and spread, pushing his head backwards as they coiled around the tree in order to anchor him down to it.

To anyone that would happen upon Arby and Qalos now they might have thought the purple goo that was still spreading over the body of the folf was being caused by the huge amount of vines that were now growing over them. Even Qalos found himself struggling as they looped around their transforming body before either sliding around the bark of the tree or growing back into the ground. The entire time the ones inside of them continued to push and thrust as the last of their body was cocooned, causing them to become nothing more than a plant-covered lump at the base of the tree. The creature trapped within the vines continued to move for a bit more from the intense stimulation until that began to cease as well, ending with a rather large shake that came from the orgasm spurred on by the vines that caused purple goo to ooze out from between the vines like shiny sap before it completely settled once more...

Ildeon found himself grinning from ear to ear when he had finished with his vine trap, feeling the rush of intense euphoria that came from the plants he had used to capture and stimulate the folf. It would likely be an experience that he never forgot, the deer thought to himself as he slowly extracted himself from his bedroll to go and see his handiwork. While part of him wanted to leave him all wrapped up like that to enjoy it more he knew that they had to actually get some sleep before they ventured further into the heart of the Dark Woods. His only worry was that the folf wasn't enjoying himself as much as he had sensed, though that would be the first time he was wrong as he moved out of the grove and towards the encased Arby.

It wasn't hard to see where the warrior had laid down to get himself off, though as he approached the mass of vines he had created there was something that had caused him to pause. When he had been casting the magic on Arby one thing that Ildeon had noticed was a shift in power that was coming from the other male, but it was just something that the deer had thought was merely a result of the folf enjoying himself. As he used his magic to give himself night vision he saw however that the outline of the creature that was completely encased in vines was not canine in nature; in fact it looked almost completely draconic as he moved closer with his hooves to try and see what was going on. He began to notice that there was something leaking out of the vines as well, a purple fluid that he had never encountered before when he had done such a spell on others.

As the stag mused whether or not there was something in the nearby vegetation that would have caused such a mutation he failed to notice that the soil beneath his hooves had started to shift ever so slightly. As he knelt down and continued to examine the rather large feet the small plant began to grow between his legs. Though neither Arby nor Qalos were anywhere near as competent as the druid in growing plants the goo demon had other ways in order to grow something similar to what had given them so much pleasure. Since his mere presence and his goo soaking into the dirt beneath them had already corrupted the ground and everything around it all the creature had to do was direct that energy where he wanted it, which was the growing stalk of the increasingly purple plant between the deer's legs.

Since Ildeon had gone over to the one he thought was Arby naked, possibly looking to see if he couldn't get something for himself out of the deal, the plant that Qalos controlled had direct access to the deer's backside. The druid let out a gasp as the shiny purple leaves unfurled from the stalk they grew from and slapped up against his semi-hard cock and his butt, causing him to nearly lose his footing. When he tried to pull the leaves off of him the deer found them adhered to his fur like they were made of glue, and as he tried to get the one off of his groin his body stiffened when something began to poke up into his tailhole. It caused his eyes to widen and when he tried to use his power to rebuke the plant it wound up doing nothing.

"Do not worry, my little deer," a voice said that caused Ildeon to cease his struggling, the stag looking over towards the pile of vines where it seemed to come from. "I do not mean you any harm, I just happened to find this new concept of pleasure while restrained quite fascinating and would like to try it out myself. I hope you don't mind that I've borrowed some of these plants that you used on Arby, they're already soaked in my essence and it would be a shame to waste it."

The druid's jaw dropped as he saw more purple goo ooze out between the vines that were restraining the source of the voice before they suddenly began to withdraw, unfurling around the creature that it contained as they showed the bright purple tint of the demon's corruption. Any last semblance of the folf warrior was gone, replaced by the muscular dark purple dragon that slowly rose back up to his feet. Ildeon found himself grimacing as he realized that his own vines had made it so he didn't sense the demonic creature right away, now that he was close to it he could feel the foul power rolling off of it as its body reformed into a more solid state. Once he was completely uncovered Qalos flexed his powerful muscles before looking down at the grey and blue deer.

"Fiend!" Ildeon said as he brought up his hands to cast a spell. "You will leave the body of the warrior immediately!"

"I don't think so," Qalos said dismissively as the deer let out a yelp as he suddenly found his hands getting pulled behind his back, putting him back down into a squatting position as he felt the vines that he had been using to tease the folf were being used against him to keep him restrained. Similar vines immediately sprouted up and curled around his hooves, tightening around the white fur and practically sinking his feet into the soft soil. "Now before we go on with the whole demon possessing the warrior and banishing and such I want to explain to you that this current host in currently indebted to the one that summoned me, do you know what that means?"

Though the druid continued to try and wiggle his way out his restraints he couldn't help but be caught by surprise from the question. "He's... essentially your servant," the deer said, looking down after seeing the demon grin and nod. "I didn't think that he would be someone that would make deals with demons like that."

"To be fair he didn't realize that I was part of the deal," Qalos replied with a chuckle before he knelt down and stared directly into the blue eyes of the stag. "Trust me that he's enjoying every second of this, just like he enjoyed your little playtime with him. Now I think that it's only fair to return the favor, don't you druid?"

Though Ildeon didn't want to admit it part of the reason he liked tying Arby up was his own desires for such treatment, and as he found himself staring into the glowing eyes of the dragon he began to feel any anxiety or resentment starting to drain away. "That's it," the demon said as he held his hands against the cheeks of the druid as he felt his power starting to seep into the mind of the deer. "That's why you tied up Arby right, on the off chance that he would reciprocate?"

"I... I don't..." the deer felt himself stammer, his body shuddering slightly as the pinky fingers of the gooey creature extended into tentacles that began to slide through the white fluff of the druid's ears. "I saw him watching me... and I thought we could fool around."

"You enjoy it when you entice males with your body, don't you?" Qalos asked, the deer nodding just as the goo began to push into his ears. It initially caused him to shake his head but the demon immediately poured more of his energy into the tendrils to slide inside while converting the flesh to allow him easy access to the stag's mind. "You're much like the flowers that you enjoy worshipping; a pretty thing that can be useful under the right master, but otherwise enjoying the feel of others looking and admiring them."

The stag wanted to refute the demon and say that he was a druid so that he could help the world, but his thoughts were growing increasingly muddled and he found himself latching on to the words that the demon was telling him. "I do enjoy being admired," the stag said as the corners of his muzzle began to turn up into a small smile. "Seeing Arby lust after me, it was exhilarating. I was hoping that he... he would..."

"That he would come over to you and join you," the demon interjected as his goo began to seep into the mind of the deer, turning it to more of the same substance as he withdrew his tendrils. "You would have loved nothing more than having that warrior bend you over in that river and use your body, serving him just like you have been doing this entire trip. That is the purpose of nature, to serve the ones that manage to bend it to their will."

The stag opened his mouth but found no words forming in his mind as the dragon chuckled, watching as a dark blue droplet of goo leaked out from his nostril. Even with the demonic esseence taking hold in his physical mind Qalos had to turn the druid completely in order to fulfill the plans he had with it, but just from staring into the increasingly corrupted soul he knew that his words were changing the way the deer thought. The once stalwart paragon of nature was quickly succumbing to being a plaything, the powerful force tamed by the one that currently had him in his grips. It helped that he was able to use his recently acquired knowledge of restrained powerlessness causing arousal to make sure that the deer remained enthralled by him.

"I can already see that you know your role as my plaything," the demon said as he stood back up. "Now it's time for you to prove it to yourself that you are nothing but my drone, a force of nature that exists only to serve and bring me pleasure. I'm going to stand here and you are going to put your lips on my cock and for every ridge that you manage to get inside of you is another willful act of submission. When your snout bumps up against my groin you will feel nothing but pure blissful obedience and the pleasure that comes with it."

The deer's jaw had already started to slacken as more of the blue goo could be felt oozing out of his ears, though the only thing he could focus on was the glowing purple cock that was slowly swaying back and forth in front of him. He couldn't take his eyes off of it and as it continued to move back and forth his head slowly began to move with it. Though he couldn't see it the whites of his eyes had started to swirl with blue as the demon's power and influence continued to corrupt the druid, especially as the vine that had been resting against his pucker began to push up inside of him. Though Qalos didn't want to start that part of his fun too early he could already see Ildeon leaning forward with the added incentive of the vine impaling his tailhole and raising his tail in the air.

Though there was still some semblance of his rational mind that told him he was consorting with an unnatural demon Ildeon found the gooey cock pushing past his lips, the male shuddering as he continued to kneel there with his hands tied behind his back. It was clear from the posture of the dragon that he wasn't going to move an inch, it would be all on the deer just how far he wished to fall in order to satisfy his own lusts. In the back of the demon's mind Qalos could hear Arby ask what he was doing but it only took a simple spike of pleasure to quell the folf so he could have his fun. When the druid finally pushed himself forward and let the first ridge of the demon's cock fill his maw it had already stretched his lips, causing him to let out a muffled grunt as the vine inside his tailhole moved further up and the ones on his wrists laced around his forearms to restrain him further.

"That's the first one," Qalos teased, running his hands through the white headfur of the enthralled deer as he began to see more of his gooey corruption starting to spread on his head. "Doesn't that feel so good, giving up control to a more powerful creature than you? Letting him feed you so that you can grow stronger just like the plants you subjugate to your will?"

Ildeon found himself nodding as he stared up at the demon with glassy eyes. His muscular form tensed as the urge to continue rose in his chest, prompted by the demon on all fronts as Qalos eroded his will. Though the druid's will was strong he had already gotten quite a bit of practice with Arby, to the point he knew where to push in order to get the lust-drunk deer to do what he wanted. The rear end of the cervine shook slightly as the leaves that covered his cheeks spread him out even more while his erection trapped by the other leaf began to swell. Ildeon's already impressive cock throbbed and swelled as it grew, growing the bulge that it was trapped in as he slid forward over another ridge and already found the tip pressing against the back of his throat.

"There's two," the demon commented. "You are just like the plants you subjugate... that's why you relate so well to them. Your greatest desire to have someone like me come and control you, enslave you, grow you to my will..."

The deer's body shuddered intensely from the words of the demon, whining from his stuffed muzzle. "Oh... looks like you can't go any further in that current form, can you?" Qalos stated, feeling Ildeon nod his head. "Looks like I'm just going to have to grow my little flower a little bit to make him more able to serve me as the drone slave he is. Would you like for me to make it easier to perform your duties my slave?"

The words were becoming music to the druid's ears and as he nodded he suddenly felt the goo that had been contained in his skull rush down his throat and into his body, assimilating everything there as his furred flesh rippled. Though his body was changing the only thing he could think of at that moment was getting more of his master's cock inside of him to prove that he was a devoted flower, a demonic drone as he pushed his muzzle forward. It was a bit hard with his hands still tied behind his back but he managed to pop two more ridges into him to the point where the head of the goo dragon's cock was outlined in the middle of his throat. With his body becoming pliable like the one stretching his muzzle however all he felt was the pure pleasure that came with being increasingly deepening enthrallment of the demon before you.

"Looks like you only got one more to go," Qalos stated as he saw the increasingly blue lips of the deer pressed against his thick cock near the base. "When you take this last one you will have completely submitted to me; your powers, your mind, your body, all of it is mine. One final submission by little deer slave and you will get the master you always wanted..."

Without even thinking Ildeon pushed forward the last few inches, feeling the cock of the demon push practically into his chest as his entire body shook with pure ecstasy. The glowing blue of his eyes increased until it completely enveloped them as the demon grabbed the deer by the antlers and thrusted inside of him. The show of devotion also caused the goo that was changing his insides to start leaking out everywhere and as his fur became increasingly matter the druid could feel the plants underneath him start to shift. With his muzzle and throat becoming a sleeve for the dragon to thrust into him he could still sense that something was growing up around him.

Though the demon was immensely enjoying himself with the druid deer thrall kneeling at his feet he knew he had to step away to allow the second part of his plan to come to fruition. With Ildeon giving over complete control to him he used the druid's powers to create a plant that looked similar to a pitcher plant, though the flesh of it was a dark purple just like him as it crept up around the body of the deer. The vines that had been binding his wrists also pulled away to unbind him, but the freedom was short lived as several from inside the plant pod being created slithered around them and bound them to the sides of his body. It didn't take long for the modified plant trap to make its way completely up the neck of the increasingly gooey cervine, who merely looked up at the sky as the pleasure that inundated his body made it hard for the druid to do or think of anything.

Once the plant was in place the soft walls suctioned themselves around the muscular male, outlining his body so tightly it was like a second skin on him as Ildeon moaned and writhed in pure bliss. Qalos created more vines in order to replace the ones that had finally released the rod of the other male, which rested against his abs with the demonic corruption coursing through it. The dragon rubbed against the restrained shaft to cause the deer to squirm even more and decided that since a ribbed vine had been used in Arby he would return the favor. Using his palm stroking against the deer's cock as a guide he grew a similarly shaped vine to push into the tailhole of the male.

"There's still one last special piece that I have left," Qalos said as he took the bobbing head of the bliss-stricken male and angled it down to face him, seeing the blank expression staring back at him. "For this though I would love to see what you think of all this before I completely take you over, so let's take those drone thoughts and push them to back so you can tell me what you really think."

Almost immediately the fog that had thickly saturated the mind of the cervine cleared and was still hit with a wall of pure pleasure that nearly knocked him out. Though the rest of his body was completely encased by the demonic plant he could still see himself in it, especially his cock as a vine slithered up and pushed over it to completely suction against the sensitive flesh. "You're... definitely a creative one," the druid panted as he became acutely aware that his tailhole was being thrusted into by a mutated version of his own member. "I wish I had played around with Arby more if I knew this was lurking there."

"To be honest the only reason I manifested was because I believed that the folf was under attack," the goo dragon admitted as he watched the deer swallow several times as more of the dark blue goo leaked out. "Given that I was fooled by your false ambush I feel it's only fitting to have my fun out of it. Ah, but I ramble on, now it's time for the best part in my opinion."

The deer looked at the demon in confusion until he saw something rise up between them. It looked like a large purple flower, complete with a phallic pistil in the middle of it that was dripping with bright purple goo. Before the druid could say anything in moved forward and pushed up against his face, Ildeon once more feeling his muzzle bulge as the thick plant structure pushed its way inside. The demon dragon watched with a smile on his face as he watched his prey squirm, gurgling and groaning from the sensation of being completely taken over while he was unable to do anything about it. As the purple petals continued to slide up the deer's head though Qalos desired his slave back and removed the block on Ildeon's mind, watching the druid instantly slid back into his drone mindset before his head disappeared completely.

Qalos stood there and waited while the demonic flower continued to pleasure and enhance the body of the deer inside, allowing Arby to gain limited control of his body in order to see his handiwork. The folf gasped as he suddenly found himself able to move the gooey draconic limbs that had been out of his reach before, knowing though that if he tried to do anything the demon would just take it back. Standing there before the completely encased druid he could see every inch of his body being stimulated, save for his head hidden in the flower that slowly undulated against it, and felt the teasing as though it was happening to his own body. Though he wasn't a fan of the demon's methods he couldn't help but be impressed with his work, moving forward and rubbing against the rubbery purple plant covered chest of the cervine that caused the entire structure to shake.

"I bet I know what you would want," Arby heard Qalos said as he felt his own muzzle moving despite not saying anything. "Bet you wish you could be in there waiting to become our little deer plant slave just like him."

"You know that we have an arrangement to prevent something like that from happening," Arby replied, this time in his own voice despite coming out of the dragon's muzzle. "So are we just going to have a deer druid following us around for the rest of our days?"

"Of course not," the demon scoffed. "You know how quickly I grow bored with my toys; plus you do have a mission to do and as per our arrangement you so lovingly constantly bring up I am not to interfere with your tasks unless dire need presents itself. I figure we'll have the night to play with him just like he wanted to play with us, and then come morning I will rest and you two will go on your merry little way."

The idea that there was a time limit on all this made Arby feel at ease, but he still had a number of questions regarding what was going to happen between him and the deer he was transforming. But before he could ask anything he felt himself get shunted back and lose control over his form as the plant walls began to roil and swell. Whatever was happening to the deer was causing the entire plant to start to rip, blue goo oozing out of it as the creature inside was attempting to push its way out. Finally a large tear caused the entire pod to rip in half and allowed the transformed male to finally be seen.

Though the deer had retained a lot of the same patterning his fur had been completely transformed to the same gooey form that the demon dragon had, his muscles still shifting every so often as the creature took a step forward with his hooves. As the vines that had been binding him slithered off his form it caused ripples in his skin that showed just how completely the druid had been corrupted. His musculature glistened in the light and looked similar to his physique when he was still a regular deer, but as he continued to get used to his new body both Qalos and Arby could see tentacles that resembled the vines he had been trapped by push briefly out of his body before retracting back into his flesh. As Qalos looked over his new creation Arby couldn't help but admire how smooth and shiny he looked, especially the huge bright blue cock that jutted out from between the cervine's legs, but the most extensive part of the transformation was revealed with the demon took the flower still suctioned to Ildeon's head and pulled it off.

If Arby still had control over the dragon's jaw it would have dropped open as the petals were pulled away to reveal a completely smooth head with no defining features aside from the gooey antlers and ears. It was as if the druid's face and other identifying parts of his head had been sucked off with the flower, even the goo of his mouth flowing back together and sealing up after the pistil had been pulled out of it. There were no eyes, no nostrils, no lips... it was like Arby was staring at a blank version of the deer that he had been traveling with. Even the head fur of the other male was gone, replaced with a white marking that went down the goo deer's neck and back.

"Drones don't need such pesky things like personality," Qalos stated as he felt the stunned silence of the folf, the demon laughing as he brought up the sealed muzzle of the deer. "Isn't that right deer slave?"

"Yes Master Qalos," Ildeon said simply, the blank face looking right at him as they could still hear his voice as clear as day. "I am yours to command."

"And what's your name?" Qalos asked with a smirk.

"Deer drone," the drone replied.

"And what purpose do you serve?" the demon dragon continued.

"To be your slave and fulfill any need I can with my body and abilities," the drone responded quickly.

"Very good," Qalos said. "Now why don't you turn around and get on your back, it's been ages since I had some fun and we only have the night. Oh, and go ahead and restrain yourself too, something really beautiful that a dutiful slave such as yourself deserves."

Qalos and Arby watched as Ildeon wordlessly got down and laid on his back, spreading his legs out and exposing his hole. Since he had been so completely corrupted by a demon the plants that he summoned were a bright blue just like his cock and as they watched he proceeded to wind them around himself in an extremely intricate pattern that only a druid could accomplish. He had also bound his arms to the front of his chest and his legs in a splayed-out pattern before giving control back over to Qalos. The two inhabiting the goo dragon's body could feel him still wiggling as the demon reached down and stroked his vine-covered cock, watching the drone's back arch.

The demon wasted no time and crawled over the deer with his muscular body, the two creatures pressing against one another as the goo dragon immediately began to push his cock into the tailhole of the other male. There was no need for prepping, the drone's body stretched immediately and pleasurably to allow his master's member to sink deep inside on his first thrust. The deer's cock throbbed against the abs of the male as Qalos began to slowly pump in and out of the drone's hole, causing both males to shudder in pleasure. Just when Arby didn't think the situation of two goo demons having sex could get any more arousing the dragon smirked and ordered the deer to create more vines, this one pushing into the tailhole of Qalos as the others wrapped around his wrists and feet to keep him inside the deer beneath him.

"This feels incredible..." the dragon growled as he licked the blank face of his deer drone. "I know it's not quite the same since he's my slave but this whole being tied up and restrained while having sex is strangely intoxicating on both ends. Perhaps you could get a druid to follow you around more often Arby, I happen to know of one that would practically worship you..."

The next morning the sun filtered through the gap in the canopy where the river ran by the folf and deer, the two slowly opening their eyes as they realized that they were not only naked and on top of one another but Arby still had his maleness lodged inside the tailhole of the druid. Almost immediately the two untangled themselves from one another, Ildeon letting out a cry of pleasure and surprise when the hybrid unceremoniously slid out of him. "Well... I have to say that was not what I expected when I summoned those vines," Ildeon stated as he went over to the stream to wash the cum and residual goo off of his fur. "I don't suppose you were ever going to tell me that you had a demon in your mechanical arm?"

"Qalos isn't supposed to come out like that," Arby explained as he did the same, letting the water splash through his red and black fur and breathing a sigh of relief when he saw any remaining demonic influence wash off him and the deer next to him. "I'm not sure how much you remember of last night but as he said while he was turning you into his deer drone slave thing he only appears if I happen to be in danger. I suppose since he felt he was tricked he would put us both in our places... which if there is any bad blood between us because of that I do want to apologize."

The deer druid paused and slowly turned back around towards the folf, who found himself freezing when he saw the stern look on the other man's face. "Are you kidding me?" Ildeon stated, remaining serious for another second before a grin spread over his muzzle. "I think that was possibly the most fun I had in my entire life. Qalos is right that there is something about being totally powerless like that that was extremely enjoyable, especially when he just up and took my identity like that and made into some sort of weird goo demon deer drone!"

It was not quite the response that Arby was expecting and he wasn't sure whether or not that was a good thing. It was one thing to not mind being the plaything of a demon, it was another to desire it to the point where he was pretty sure the deer was going to ask if they could do it again. The folf frowned as he heard the dark chuckle of the demon from his mechanical arm but decided not to engage with him, instead moving back with the deer into the grove. When they stepped inside the ring of treets they were shocked to find that the corruption hadn't just been in the spot they had transformed as they saw purple and blue vines spread out along the ground and even growing in their bedrolls.

"It appears my runes may have been corrupted along with the rest of me when your demon dragon was out to play," Ildeon stated as he knelt down to pick up one of them only to have it lazily coil around his hands. "It appears that they are somewhat like the ones that we created during our little fun; they're going to be inert around us but if someone else comes here and decides to make camp then they may end up like me. I could try and cleanse them but it's going to probably take me all night to do so."

The folf warrior frowned and rubbed his temples, then shook his head and put his armor back on. "We're already going to be behind with waking up so late," Arby explained. "Plus I'm not sure how druid magic works but you're probably going to have some demonic influence in your spells for a while, so cleansing this area with your power would likely just make it worse. The only thing we can do is complete the mission and hopefully be able to double back and cleanse it on the way out."

Though the deer druid seemed unsure the nodded along in agreement and together the two made their way back deeper into the Dark Woods. Though Arby tried to shake off what he had just left behind, looking back at the grove and the demonic vines slithering in it, he knew that he had more pressing problems that he needed to take care of. It wasn't just the mission either; other times when the demon had taken him over and transformed others they often had to leave right away, which meant that there wasn't much more Qalos could do with them without more contact. For the druid however they were still going to be together for a few more days to get to the heart of the woods, which meant several more nights where the demon could mess with them as he walked behind the deer.

Had Arby been in front or next to Ildeon he might have been able to see the deer druid as he stroked his thick cock through his pants, the girthy member still retaining some of the enhancement that Master Qalos had given him during their night together. Though most of the time was a blurry mass of vine tentacles and that draconic dick impaling his modified insides he remembered how good it was to be under the influence of the demon that was currently resigned to the arm of the folf that he could possess. As he continued to discreetly jerk himself off he could still feel the corruption inside of him and it was reflecting in the plants as they passed by, watching leaves he touched turn a waxy dark blue instead of growing like usual. If this was the power that was still in him after just one time as the slave of Qalos he could only imagine what would happen if he would draw him out again.

Perhaps there would be more need of those false ambushes, Ildeon thought to himself as he bit his lip before licking up the droplet of dark blue goo that leaked from the side of his maw...