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Cursed By Design

Disclaimer: This story involves a big daemon rexxo, is rated Adult, and includes transformation/corruption. Do not read this story if fictional epictions of entities from a common religion, people ending up physically different than you, lewdness, or anything the Westboro Baptist Church considers evil offends you. Also, do not read this if you're underage, or a fundamentalist religious wackadoo who thinks merely reading this will send you to Hell, or that I, the author, eat babies and sacrifice goats to Santa on Sundays. No, John 69:420 does not say that this story needs to be burned in the name of family values. (this is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read this if it is illegal for you to do so.)

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Lewis was beside himself. For weeks, he'd had nothing but miserable misfortune. His boss had decided that him grieving his dead mother was not a suitable reason to not come to his dead-end job and fired him, he had a millstone of student loans around his neck, and what's worse, work was next to impossible to find anymore. All of this led to his home being foreclosed and he, having lived paycheck to paycheck for years and years at this dead-end, stressful job, was left destitute and without savings to shelter himself. All of this had put Lewis on the streets, relying on handouts, sleeping near bus stops, and sneaking coins from wells to get a hold of basic needs.

It was almost too much to bear, being out in the cold, worrying about where his next meal would come from- And no-one was there to help. Lewis shivered while holding some cheap gas station coffee that some person bought him, taking pity on him, as snow fell from the sky in massive flakes. He almost wished that Hell, or some variation of it was real, just so he could get out of the miserable cold...

The snow on the roof of the restaurant he was panhandling next to slid and fell atop him with a thump, almost knocking him back. He yelped loudly as soon, he was covered in snow, and he flailked wildly, trying to get out. His lungs were starting to burn from lack of air before suddenly he gasped for air as he could see light again and he saw someone wearing a long black and red coat brushing the snow off of his face. "Are you all right?" "Y-yeah..." He panted. "You sure?" "Y-yes..." "Are you... A panhandler?"

Lewis paused for a moment, considering how to answer this. He didn't think this man was part of a police presence, but... It never hurt to be cautious.

"N-no." "Really? Because if you weren't, then why are you sitting against the wall outside? What is that saying... Thou shalt not bear false witness?" The person half-joked, helping Lewis to his feet. "Come inside to warm up, I'll pay for a meal."

Lewis was stunned. A total stranger not only saw right through his fib, but even offered to pay for food? He didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth... So he nodded and went along with it. "A-any rules?" "Nope, buy everything on the menu for all I care. Though do be aware gluttony is definitely a sin."

There again with the whole referencing of Christianity and its practices. The person didn't LOOK like a priest, or a Mormon or something. Something about him just seemed... Off to Lewis. That didn't matter much as he went with something fairly mundane, just a coffee to replace what had been lost in the snow and a chicken sandwich.

"My my, such temperance." "I-i've never had much, until my mother passed. Now I'm destitute..." "Oh? What happened with your family?" "Well... My mother wasn't exactly well off but I stood pretty firm that I wanted to attend her funeral. My boss was an absolute knob-muncher and decided that I 'wasn't being a team player' for taking the day off when my mother literally JUST DIED... And finding work is extremely difficult." "I'm most aggrieved to hear that her loss has done this to you. I assure you, there's a special part of Hell for the greedy parasites who act as if you're stealing from them when you have a completely reasonable need to grieve. I see plenty of this sort of greed in the world, but none heed the warnings." The black-coated individual commented as he grabbed some fish and sat with Lewis.

"To put it mildly... This isn't the only one who has been treated this way by the boss. One time a guy got randomly fired over a photo of them smoking a joint over a decade ago on a long dead social media account. "Your old boss sounds not only greedy, but prideful and wrathful." "You don't know the half of it..." Lewis sighed as he ate politely. It took a bit before the other man spoke.

"If you're interested... I can make things right."

Lewis did a double take.

"How?" "Well... I'll put it at me having connections. I can get you some work- Depending on how far you're willing to go for some decent pay, from a boss I trust very well." "W-what's the job?" "I'll explain later. Could you perhaps meet me at the bus stop at Mayfaire and Fifteenth? I will explain once we arrive." "A-all right..." Lewis sighed. Worst comes to worst, he'd come out with an income and somewhere safe and warm to rest. He was still a fair bit nervous...

*****

Lewis had just gotten off the bus with the stranger, who'd been spending the last fifteen minutes engaging in small talk. He seemed to have a bent of referencing Scripture every now and again, but his applications seemed fairly reasonable. If he was a Christian, he certainly wasn't a hateful one, unlike a great number Lewis had encountered in his life. The stranger soon led him into an alleyway.

"Lewis... I must ask something of you before I reveal more to you." "O-oh? What's that?" "Be not afraid... I offer you no harm." The stranger said in a soft voice before suddenly engulfing himself in flame.

Lewis yelped in surprise as the clothes of the stranger vanished and a pair of curved horns came out of his head, the stranger's face pointing outwards into a long, vulpine snout. Red and black fur raced up and down his body as a long, bushy, vulpine tail energed from it, massive, fennec-like ears perking up like depictions of Anubis. All along the stranger's body and his newly sprouted batlike wings were pentagrams, ancient symbolism and various seals, showing that this previously "moderate Christian" human was anything but.

Lewis gaped at the sight. He had just befriended an actual DAEMON. The fact that daemons and magic were real alone was enough to send his head reeling on shock- But the fact that he'd been talking to one the entire time? That threw him for even more of a loop.

"You see, Lewis... There are two sides to every story. While YHWH does exist, He is not all powerful and He is one of two equal and opposite forces in this world. YHWH seeks for authority, order, and restrictions, Chaos must also exist, to undermine unjust authority, order without sense, and rules without logic. You cannot have chaos without order, and order without chaos. While the propaganda by those who crave order and control may paint us as evil, there is nothing inherently evil about Chaos. As such, I truly do want to help you get back against the unjust treatment Order has given you. Do you make sense of my words?"

Lewis nodded quickly. This was a revalation that shook him to his core.

"S-so... How exactly do you plan to help me?" "Well... The work I plan to bring you to, I will not sweeten my words, they expect you to show off your body for pay, however, they work together to bargain for good treatment, to protect each other. As such, I could make you more... Physically suited to the work, such that you'll never have to worry about food again. And if you so desire it, companionship."

The daemon blushed a bit at that last part.

"Y-yes, I'll do it... Just... Can I ask you some things?" "Ask and I shall answer as best I can." "First... What exactly are you? I know you're a daemon, but what exactly ARE you? Second, what would I be changed into? And third... What would you prefer I call you?"

The fluffy daemon stroked his chin for a moment.

"I am originally of a race known as the Rexouium, an alien species from a world far away. I gave myself in to the teachings of chaotic forces during the great war with our oppressive overlords and was executed as a prisoner. As such, I was reborn into this form. As such, I possess plenty of chaotic magicks, and my intention is to change yourself into a similar form... However, with some changes to make yourself more appealing to your potential clients. As for my name... I vow to only give it to the ones who count themselves amongst my mates." The daemon rex blushed a little at that last part.

It made sense, Lewis thought as he nodded. Knowing the name of a daemon WOULD give you power over them. Lewis considered what it would be like as a daemon himself... So he asked, "What would YOU appreciate and look for in a mate?" The Rex perked his large ears and paused for a moment. "I... Am rather surprised you are interested." "Well... It's not every day a big, magical space fox offers to solve all your problems... Doesn't hurt that said space fox is quite a gentleman and... Is handsome too."

Wait, handsome? Lewis thought. What did he just say? Was this the daemon's magic at work?

"Well..." The daemon paused a bit. "Do you wish me to take into account my likes in changing you? If we're to be a bonded pair, you will find out quite fast..." "Yes, I'm ready." "Most excellent." The big daemon rex smirked before quickly closing the distance and gripping Lewis's head in both large, warm paws and kissing him passionately, breathing a heavy, almost sweet smoke down his throat.

Lewis gasped in the smoke, which came pouring out of his nostrils as he coughed and gasped for air, a sickly purple cloud coming out of his mouth. He shivered and groaned as his entire body felt warm, and sensitive, as his groan turned into an almost sickly, vulpine vocalization. He gasped as he saw the rex's big paws start to undress him.

"You will not need these much longer, believe me..." The rex commented and licked at his nose, which was already starting to push out as his flesh was soon exposed to the cold air.

However, he did not feel the chill.

He gasped as his nose turned dark and wet, and his sense of smell grew exponentially. He could smell the musk of the daemon that was caressing and petting him, and it made him hard just thinking about it. The daemon rubbed at his ears, which grew more and more electrically sensitive as they migrated towards the top of his head, and his now thin vulpine tongue lolled out of the side of his maw in happiness. However, after his ears started to grow, suddenly the paws were no longer there... He paused and panted, looking around for where the daemon had gone...

Only to feel two large paws grope his rump.

He yelped like a fox and blushed heavily as he felt a burning hot tool against his rear, dribbling fluids down his back and causing fluff to sprout in its wake. "Call for me to claim you as my mate~" The daemon rex growled in his ear. "P-please! Take me! Make me yours! I-I'm so needy!" He moaned as the rex, ever the gentleman, pushed into his ass nice an gently.

For as hot as it was, and massive, for some reason, there wasn't pain or even discomfort. No... It felt beyond amazing! His back arched as the rex nibbled at his lengthening ears, paws rubbing over his back aqs he started to thrust gently. He could feel fur floofing up and his musculature becoming more ense, but... Less defined? He didn't pay it much mind as the Rex wiggled a bit in his ass and rubbed at the base of his spine, making him shiver and moan as he felt his tail start to grow and fluff out.

The rex soon licked at his forehead, making his eyes close in bliss as he felt sensitive, curled horns start to emerge, which the amorous Rex eagerly nibbled on and licked as he gave Lewis' neglected cock a good firm grip. He whimpered as he felt his new love start to paw him, and bucked back and forth almost on instinct, panting heavily as his ears an horns were given love. However, for each thrust forward he made, there seemed to be less and less forward to thrust...

Not that Lewis cared, the sensitivity was through the roof! He gasped as the Rex hit a part of him that made him see stars and he wiggled back and ground that spot against his tip, as if he wanted more. He yipped and moaned and whimpered in pleasure as he came close to a climax, but for some reason, he couldn't... Quite...

Soon the Rex's reach around was nothing more than stroking the tip of what he thought was his cock, and soon he felt fingers pressing INSIDE of him, causing him to gasp in surprise and him to howl out in arousal, his entire body quaking from a very feminine orgasm.

"Y-you- Wanted me as a girl?" He gasped. "Not a girl, a man with some feminine characteristics, what is the common 'politically correct' term of this time? Intersex?~" The daemon chuckled. "Do you wish for me to mate you, Lewis?" "Y-yes, n-now fucking finish the job!" Lewis moaned as the daemon pulled out of his ass gently and play growled in his ear.

"Have all I can offer, love~" He pushed into his new slit with plenty of care.

He yelped as it pushed into him, it felt even bigger than when it was in his ass! It was so big, every push into him made him see stars and wiggle and clench around it. The daemon rex growled playfully at him and lovingly nibbled at his shoulder and the scruff of his neck. The nibbles made Lewis shiver and moan, each nibble making him like putty in the daemon's paws.

"Now... Remember my name, Lewis... It's Xaphan. Now yip it in pleasure, but not so loud that other mortals may learn it." "Oooh xaphan, you make me feel so good, rail me love~" Lewis moaned and wiggled his now femboyish hips back into Xaphan, who chuckled. "Gladly love~" He play growled before he pushed Lewis' front half into a wall and started to rail into him nice and rough.

Lewis was in heaven, or at least, he would have been in the equivalent of that, had he not been claimed by this big, handsome daemon. His vision went white as he yipped and moaned and whimpered, soon approaching another climax.

"I-I'm close..." "Beg for my knot, and tell me who your mate is~" "Please, Xaphan, love, please please knot me, I need you, I need you to breed me~!" "Good boy~" Xaphan gave his neck a gentle lick before shoving that giant knot into Lewis.

Lewis' world went white again as he seized and spasmed around Xaphan's knot, eyes rolling in the back of his skull and climaxing harder than he had ever climaxed as a human, feeling Xaphan's lavalike seed filling him up.

"Let me show you to your new home, once I'm untied." Xaphan rumbled...

*****

Inside of the daemon-owned strip club, Lewis had just finished his shift and was now cuddling Xaphan lovingly as they watched some movies, both of them holding drinks and Lewis sniffing at Xaphan's neck, his panties holding plenty of money.

"What did I ever do to deserve you love...?" "You did nothing to deserve me, you already deserved me." Xaphan rumbled gently and kissed Lewis on the forehead. "And you're already the best decision I've ever made..." "I-i'm flattered..." Lewis purred and gave him a kiss. "Lovely boio~"