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A blood red sunset drenched the scene in a surreal glow. Slick had never seen anything like it. The light made his date look all the more impossible. She hadn't even lied in her pictures. The other shark was every bit as gorgeous as he was hoping. Given it was a nude beach during the daytime, he got a good look at everything she had, at least from the back, as soon as he arrived on the scene. She was sunning herself despite the looming darkness, all stretched out on her belly, completely on her own. That leopard-spotted ass looked incredible from his perspective.

Only when he trudged up in the warm sand to approach her did she turn to look at him. Rolling over, she demonstrated just how patiently she'd been waiting for him. Which was to say, not very patient at all, judging by her stiff, sleek cock on full display. She wasn't even stroking it to get so hard. The shiny black length pulsed under his gaze as if in greeting, and she locked her teeth into a suitably sharkish grin. Maybe even bigger than anything he could do himself.

"Mazzy! Oh, um, well, hi." Slick shuffled his feet and glanced around. There was nobody for as far as he could see, just the sound of the reddened waves washing over the damp sand. "Looks like I made it just in time. I've never seen anything quite like this ..."

"Oh, it's not real, but I'm good at making people see things." She giggled and shifted back to sit in front of him, looking up with a flash of teeth and curiously red eyes alike. "Come sit! We have a lot of fucking to do."

Her energy was at the same time staggering as it was enticing. He stood, briefly wondering how to even respond to someone who was so forward, then he just shrugged and accepted her invitation. She took his hand and guided him down, and just like that there were two sharks sitting cross legged on the beach in front of each other. Slick felt overdressed. Mazzy just had her entire cock out the whole time, and she was hard enough to drip, but didn't seem to notice the apparent urgency. Looking her over again and again, taking in those perfectly shaped curves and tremendous tits, and those golden piercings on her hips and dick alike that complimented the black flesh so well, Slick soon found himself getting just as hard as her. If not quite as big.

"Here, lemme touch you! I wanna read you. Put your hands on my tits. That helps with the connection. Totally."

He offered her a skeptical look, but he was already starting to get the idea. She wasn't quite what he could have ever expected. Probably dangerous too. Yet there was nothing in the world he wanted more than to lay his hand on her plush, plump, perfectly perky tits. They kept themselves lifted without a bra or swimsuit to hold them, but he could always offer his own assistance in the form of a firm, deep squeeze to each of them, until she gave him a breathy little moan. She was always smiling at him, but her toothy grin gleamed especially bright then.

"There we go! Now let's see ... ohhhh, ooooh, I like that too ... mmhmm mmhmm .... subby boy aren't you?" She cast him a penetrating look and then closed her eyes to concentrate. "Oh, you want to go all the way do you? I can do that. Definitely. But first ..."

She slowly drew back, and he let his hands fall from her bust. As much as he wanted to keep playing with such a fine pair of shiny sharktits, her next surprise was worth it. She stood up, leaving him right at the face level with her dick, and gave an elaborate stretch with her arms behind her back. A few sways of her heavy tail was all she needed to find her concentration. The change wasn't subtle. Moments ago, she'd been about as tall as him, maybe slightly bigger, but one blink and a smoky puff rising up from her naked body was all it took to transform her to something so much bigger. She had at least three feet on him by the time she was done, looming tall, thick, and even more hung than before.

"How ... how did you ..." Slick wasn't usually the sort to stammer, but he couldn't exactly keep his cool when his date had just demonstrated otherworldly power in front of him.

"Oh! I kind of thought it was obvious from the red eyes and the awesome tits." Her voice sounded the same, if a little louder at that size. "I've got a little bit of demon in me. Well, a lot actually. And now I know all your secret desires!"

One more flash of her teeth down at his awed face was all the warning he got before she pounced. With her so much bigger than him, she could have easily crushed him like that, but she instead made a soft, comfy blanket of herself in the process of driving him down hard into the soft sand. She squished him but didn't hurt him, smothering him in her body as he struggled to even make sense of the fact that he was dealing with an actual living hellspawn. Or the spawn of one anyway. That was as good as the same thing to him.

"Aw, don't freak out. I'm really pretty much normal except for all the stuff that isn't. I'm gonna give you such a good time, Slick. You're a good boy who deserves it."

Those words came as she tucked a finger into his spiked collar, which had the same phrase subtly embroidered on it. He was pretty much completely hers from one single little tug. She wasn't wrong about any of the desires she'd read from him, as if searching his mental browsing history. The red shark quite simply loved getting overpowered by someone much bigger than him, and that sense of uncertainty and danger just made it all the hotter for him. His shorts were all but unbearable by then. There was no chance to slip out of them when she was plapping her big fat dick down on him. The thick drops pouring from the tip splashed him in the face, leaving him sputtering at first, then just opening up to drink them down for as long as they were on offer. She was delicious.

Humping and grinding him into a deep divot in the sand, she kept him pinned for as long as she liked under all her weight. Using him as a toy to smear up and dominate left him blushing hard and throbbing harder, curling his toes with the kind of pleasure that brought him close to simply cumming for her on the spot. That wouldn't do at all. She eventually gave him room to settle down when she rose up onto her knees. He even managed to swiftly reach down and pull those trunks off far enough he could squirm and kick them the rest of the way. Feeling the ocean breeze on his own bare shaft was such a relief he had to sigh - which put him in the perfect position to huff her balls once she thumped them down over his face.

Mazzy did nothing half-assedly, and especially not teabagging a cute subby date. There was such heft to those nuts that Slick felt the impact resonate through his entire body when she came down on him over and over like that. Such a deep, overwhelming WHUMP it was, and he was sighing his way through it. Sometimes she just went up and down to really get things plapping on his face, other times she pressed firmly into his features to grind her scent deeply into his nostrils. She had just the right level of musk to really get him going, to get him sucking down her rich scent until it was all his lungs contained. He could feel his mind slipping away from him the longer he lingered underneath her, and that was totally fine with him.

In his gradually diminishing state, he allowed his thoughts to wander until he couldn't help considering how much he'd enjoy having her sit on him too. Either she read his mind or she just knew exactly what he needed, because she rose up to make a throne of him shortly after that image appeared in his mind. Slick only got a few moments to gasp and recover as she turned tail and gave him a good view of that same ample booty he'd admired from afar on first spotting her. It was so much heavier with her transformation, to the point almost his entire upper body vanished beneath those cheeks when she not-so-subtly thudded down atop him, wedging his snout right at the base of her tail.

Slick simply had no choice. He had to make out with the sleek black rim of the other shark he'd just met, and that was that. Of course he threw his utmost effort into it. Smooching her deeply and intimately enough got a moan from her that sounded slightly muffled from his sat-upon perspective. Such a sound encouraged him to press deeper, to lick and kiss harder, to absolutely slobber all over the sweet demon shark's hole until it was glistening with a generous layer of his saliva. It was so easy to devote himself to someone like her. He didn't even bother to worry about the possibility of being unnaturally enthralled by a demoness - she was just naturally worshippable and hot regardless of who her moms were.

It was only when he'd been slurping for minutes straight and Mazzy had been grinding on his face for just as long that he finally found himself running short of air. As far as ways to go, smothered to death by a towering sharkess was far from the worst he could imagine, but nonetheless he was grateful when she finally let him free. He never fussed or squirmed about it, but he did gasp heavily when the cold contrast of the ocean air hit his face and he started wheezing his way back to life. Mazzy knelt nearby, flashing that irresistible grin that gleamed under the blood red setting sun. It still hadn't gone down, as if frozen in place by her infernal power. Or maybe he was just tripping on shark musk.

She reached down to stroke him a few times, though she was only gentle for so long. Soon, she plucked him up and let him dangle in her clutches. All she needed was one hand to hold him in place, gripping him by the back of the neck, grinning absolutely savagely at him. A shark like him was never one to be intimidated by teeth, of course. Instead, he admired them from up close, especially as she brought him closer and closer to the gleaming chompers. They reflected the seemingly eternal sunset so well.

For all the teasing, she never took a bite. Instead, she brought him closer to her bust until he was almost completely enveloped in her cleavage. Getting squished on all sides, squirming, and of course grinding on her eventually left him so worked up he could barely hold back. Mazzy's little mmhmm told him he didn't have to. She nodded to him and pressed him all the deeper, letting him titfuck a bust as big as half his body, smothered in her scent and grinding against her tingly skin faster and faster as she gave breathy sighs of satisfaction to wash over his face.

Closing his eyes tight and letting out a desperate moan that wasn't quite Mazzy's name, Slick lost himself in the pleasure of her dominant embrace. With his legs dangling and her hands pressed to his back to keep him in place, he humped and rubbed all over that ample shark bosom until he simply had no choice but to make a mess of her. The size difference didn't stop him from cumming all over her tits, as thoroughly as he could. Splattering them with the release he stroked out, he kept spurting until he was still twitching, firing dry, and loving every convulsing flex of pleasure coursing through his body.

Mazzy just giggled at the sight. When he opened his eyes again, she stuck her tongue out at him. He panted and huffed until he could return the gesture. Not to be one-upped, she swooped in to slurp him from chest to face, slopping him up just as much as he had given to her. Dripping and recovering, shaking off the grip of an afterglow that made him just want to keel over and rest, Slick soon found himself getting stiff again. It didn't matter how much he just came. Feeling her puffing her hot breath all over his naked, soaked body had him throbbing again, all for her.

"Ahhh, you're so cute, I love it." She was still giggling. "I'd say we should fuck but I'd probably explode you at this size. I have some other ideas though ..."

Slick eagerly awaited. All it took was a suggestion to get him excited, but it was even hotter when she went ahead and spelled it out for him.

"You know what's really really cool about the whole, like, demon thing?" Her eyes flashed as she said it, perhaps for intentional emphasis. Then she lowered her voice as if speaking a big secret to him. "It means I can eat you."

His heart gave a huge leap as he heard it. That much was obvious, if she could just change her size so easily like that. Her grin soon softened and her ominous glowing lessened when she saw how scared he actually looked.

"Okay okay let me clarify actually, I couldn't help going for the big dramatic reveal. I can eat you safely. It's actually really easy to bring you back even as a half demon as long as I'm the one who does it."

Her words came so fast that Slick needed several seconds just to process them. When he did manage to reply, he was very quiet.

"So you mean ... you can really do it?"

"Yeah!" Mazzy's exuberance was like she was opening a really exciting gift, not proposing devouring him alive. "I know you've always wanted to try it, and now you can!"

Her infectious glee soon gave way to that darkly seductive glare once more. She added a feline-like rumble to each of her words.

"So. Are you ready to get swallowed whole, shark food? I'm bigger, I'm stronger, and I'm hungry."

Slick didn't have a single doubt left. He was squirming plenty, but it wasn't because he wanted to get away from her. Mazzy clutched him in both hands like he was the tastiest burger she'd ever seen, staring him down, licking her lips and teeth alike. It didn't take long for her to start drooling. That extra saliva was all because of him and he knew it. Her stomach audibly growled for him. A slow sway of her tail and hips left her stiff cock bobbing back and forth with her motions, still throbbing, still dripping, utterly wet at the idea of making a meal out of him.

She wasn't going to rush it. This was an experience worth savouring for both of them. She gave him a better and better look at her black-fleshed maw spreading open and glistening before him once she parted her teeth. Inching him along, bringing him deeper into the welcoming heat of her waiting maw. Her breath puffed all over him, leaving him to tingle, leaving him to outright spurt precum with how hard he was for her. Sometimes he was trembling a little, but fear was hardly part of it. He wanted it so bad.

Sticking out her tongue for him like a welcome mat, and extending it well past a length he could call natural eventually let him settle down with his cock nicely nestled into the groove down the middle. He rubbed there, grinding his way into her wet mouth until his head slipped past her lips. That was already enough to make him moan out loud. He relished in the sound of his voice slightly echoing around her inner flesh and the waiting cave of her gullet. One big gulp of all the saliva he was helping well up inside her jaws let him watch those muscles working. A display of deep, powerful peristalsis left him gulping himself, slightly nervous to get caught up by all that strength. Yet there was still nothing he wanted more.

A little closer, and a little closer still. In he went, humping her tongue the entire time. It wasn't until his waist was framed by her lips that she finally closed her mouth. The sudden clamp made him flinch at first, but she angled it just right to keep from biting him. Maybe a slight nibble. He felt the points of all those teeth and he could tell just how sharp they were, and yet he was perfectly comfortable with her holding him like that. Kneading, tasting, teasing every single inch of him she could brought him dangerously close to cumming all over her tongue. As much as he would have enjoyed it, edging while he inched towards her throat was even better.

It was even harder to hold back once she started gulping like that. Mazzy swallowed hard and lowered, mere inches from Slick's face. He got a little closer each time, feeling the muscles starting to compress near him, until he finally fell into that deep, wet embrace. Once she had him, she wasn't letting go. A long, warm ulllllp dragged him deeper, leaving him to feel the kneading pressing down all around him. First his face, then his shoulders, and so on working down his chest until he finally got his cock inside her throat. The bulge of his body wiggled as it descended, sliding down with every swallow until he couldn't hold back anymore.

Cresting over the back of her tongue and feeling gravity seize hold of him was what truly sent him over. Slick let out something like a muffled shriek and went off like a shot, gushing his way down all throughout the last, satisfying GULP. It was an exclamation of indulgence, a deep, resonating sound that felt like it was coming from every direction at once. He was all wrapped up in her gullet flesh, descending past her chest, bugling his way down until his journey finally came to a warm, humid end. Though it was stiflingly hot within the half-demoness, simply knowing that he'd settled down in her belly left him basking in an afterglow so potent he almost passed out right then.

Though she was plenty bigger than him, he still made for an impressive bulge in her middle. She patted him with both hands once he was all settled in, swallowed whole and safe. A great, sloppy lick of her chops was a show for no one but herself. Then it was a matter of slowly swinging her hips and tail to watch her gut jiggle and listen to it slosh. The movement eventually stirred up enough gurgling activity to rise to the surface and leave her bursting out with a positively demonic belch worthy of such a meal. She certainly wasn't modest about that, along with anything else.

"Ohhhh, Slick, you make such a good dinner. It feels amazing just having you in there. Even better knowing you're going to be part of me, even if only for a little bit ..."

Mazzy couldn't contain herself. First she grabbed her painted tits in both hands and squeezed about as hard as she could. Her pleasured moan came with her staggering back and eventually thudding down on her ass atop the towel she'd been lounging on when he arrived. It was hardly big enough for her anymore, but she didn't care. She kicked her feet back and sprawled out in the sand, splayed and on display with her bulging middle sticking straight up, a faintly visible silhouette of the fellow shark she ate pushing out and writhing beneath the shiny white sharkskin.

"This isn't going to hurt, promise." She gasped out that reassurance between huffs of excitement. "It's going to feel amazing. For both of us. But mostly me!"

There came that slightly demonic giggle again. More of a cackle really. The delight wobbled through her body and sloshed her gut once the juices really started flowing. Slick felt them splash over his body, soothing him with the warmth and slight tingle that came with getting coated in a demon-shark's digestives. Even once they went to work on him, nothing bothered him. It was just like she promised. Being churned into padding on the spotty shark's body was as pleasant an experience as he could have imagined, and being in the dark let him simply sink into the sludge that was himself, rather than worry about the gory details.

Mazzy simply couldn't contain herself once she felt him softening inside of her. Her cock was so hard she was spurting precum in her own face every time she throbbed. Reaching down to snatch it in a two-handed grip, she soon took to swiftly stroking, absolutely lost in the manic bliss of gurgling over Slick. She was already absorbing him, already siphoning him away and dragging him deeper through her body. It was all so fast. He'd expected to be gurgling away for hours inside of her, but he was going to get to experience his own digestion in fast-forward. If he wasn't already partly liquefied he might have tried to jerk off about it.

The shark was so excited she was jumping and thrusting into the air, pumping her cock in both hands until she had to take one off to feel up her tits instead. They were already getting bigger. Some extra heft, some extra padding to make them jiggle all the more with her maniacal movements were Slick's early gift to her. He was only going to keep making her thicker. Every time the belly walls squeezed in one him and helped soften him up, Mazzy claimed even more of him. He was becoming part of her, trophy weight on her bust, thighs, and butt, and he was absolutely delighted to serve her so well.

"Nnnnn ... Slick! That's good, that's my good snacky shark boy ..."

Mazzy was partly snarling, partly whimpering in pleasure by the time she went over the edge. Her cumshot travelled in an arc up and down toi splatter all over her entire body, bathing her in the cum Slick had helped her produce. The tensing muscles that came with cumming that hard eventually made her belly pull tight enough to squish what was left of him and send him straight into the darkness. Her gut slowly smoothed over as Slick floated in the void, vaguely aware he was nothing but a part of the other shark, trophy weight for the predator, but his trust in her was not misplaced. It didn't take him long to regain his consciousness - if not quite in the same form as before.

He felt it all. Every jiggle, every wobble that came with Mazzy's panting breath. He was on her tits, her hips, her every curve. Every part of her gorgeous body that could get pudgy carried with it some piece of Slick's consciousness. She remained right where she was and stroked herself all over, making sure to squeeze extra deep wherever she was extra squishy. A short rest to really savour in the aftermath of digesting her date, and up she got. Giving herself a swift pat down to get some of the sand off her skin, then grabbing her towel, she paced across a beach that had finally darkened.

Slick had no way of knowing where she was going. He remained faintly aware, still feeling, still enjoying his domination, his captivity, but he couldn't contribute in any way. If she was really going to bring him back, it was entirely up to her. Even in his limited capacity, he trusted her. He could feel the pleasure still flowing through her as she stroked herself, squeezed herself, and most of all admired herself after packing him onto her body. Yet for as good as that might have felt, she couldn't keep him gone for long.

In a flash, Slick was himself again. He opened his eyes to find himself sitting on a couch with Mazzy, in the middle of a darkly lit living room. There were heavy metal posters and band merch all over the cluttered room, but he wasn't looking at that. Staring at the still-enormous sharkess grinning so happily at seeing him again, the only response he could give was to mirror her smile. Of course he was right to trust her. She reached her hand out and took his entire forearm to squeeze.

"Hi! You're back! See, it's that easy."

She looked so proud of herself, beaming like that, eyes closed. Slick just stroked her arm.

"Did I really die?"

"Yup! Or, well, no! Yes but no!" She waved it off with her free hand. "Like, don't worry about it. I do this all the time. Everyone loves it!"

While he watched her excitedly speak, Slick had to fight to keep from looking over her still-stiff cock. It casually throbbed right in front of him, tempting him to stare. When he noticed that she'd managed to save his collar - only to turn it into a taut cockring around the base of that mighty pillar, he couldn't meet her gaze anymore. Mazzy caught his eye straying. She gave a little snicker that wasn't quite so playful as her usual giggles and reached for him. Slick soon found himself firming up just as much as she was, just getting caught like that.

"I was thinking the same thing! There's no way we're done just after eating you once. You totally have to get churned up inside me again, right? I wanna jizz you out this time ..."

Slick spoke very quietly, his voice quivering just as much as his cock at the mere suggestion. "Ohhh ... I've always wanted to try that ..."

"I know! Remember? Now come here and get cock-nommed, preyslut!"

She called him that with the utmost of affection, of course. Slick had no chance for a rebuttal when he was busy getting snatched up and forced face-first up against the tip of her cock. A muffled gasp and he got right to making out with that leaking slit, slopping himself up in her precum. It only took a few kisses to slip his tongue, then his snout inside of her. He felt the clench instantly. She clamped down on him and she wasn't letting go. In fact, the hot, squishing kneading all around his face only dragged him deeper, without him even having to shove him in.

Those same deep, wet GULPS that had so turned him on the first time soon surrounded him again. It might not have been a throat he was sliding down, but it squished and kneaded on him all the same. It might have been even firmer. He found himself lurching forward, slipping and sliding into the confines of her cock, doused in a potent musk that delighted his senses and helped dull the worry about what it was going to be like. If her belly was as pleasant as it had been, then surely her balls were going to be even better.

He soon found that to prove true when he dunked headfirst into the cumtanks that were her plump shark nuts. They wobbled and sagged as he arrived, slipped down her hard shaft with a misting of juices squirting out all around his waist. He wriggled a little, and got a solid throb in response, squeezing all around his upper body. Was that telling him to stop squirming so much, or was he making her even more turned on by moving around like that? Soon he was too busy guzzling spunk to care, drinking it fresh from the source, simmering and swimming around in her sack the further he bulged down her shiny dick. Just a few more good flexes to pack him away and he'd be all hers once more.

She still didn't need to shove him away, but pressing her palm to his soles helped her tuck him into her cock and fully swallow him in one long, slurping squeeze. He got dragged down and dunked completely beneath the surface of hot, silky cream. It invaded his every surface, it soaked into his rough skin, it stained him with a powerfully enticing scent. He was swimming inside of her, sloshing in a pair of balls that bulged with his frame nicely snuggled into the middle. Any room he might have had to squirm was taken away from him by one deep, mighty clench.

Just like that, and he was trapped. Curled up with his knees to his chest, he could feel her squeezing on him from every side, gently kneading him with a steady pulse of excitement. He could mostly hear the cum burbling all around him, but somewhere outside the warmth of his new home and prison he could hear her wetly stroking her cock. The growing excitement just made that pulse and flex all the more frequent, squeezing in tighter, harder, testing just how much he could take.

"Ohh, it's going to feel so amazing to squish you into sharkspunk, Slick. I hope you're ready. It's going to get really intense once I get going. That's just how it is when I'm churning cuties to cum. I've got a condom with your name on it, you know." Then she chuckled amid the gasps of pleasure. "Not literally. Not yet. I'll be sure to fix that once you're sloshing around in it."

As if to interrupt her, there came a great, deep clench of the walls confining Slick, squeezing him so hard it outlined every last one of his features beneath the sleek surface of her skin. She gasped and then just clenched her teeth in a snarl of ferocious pleasure.

"Oh here we fucking go."

From there it was all huffing and gnashing her teeth, groaning every time she clamped down hard on his body. A little more of him gave every time she did. He felt himself being softened, reshaped to fit more comfortably in her aggressively squeezing nuts. There was cum soaking him from every side, entering him, becoming him. Sometimes it was through firm, rapid squeezes, and sometimes she just tightened up to hold him, adding more and more pressure to see how much he could still take. Parts of him sank inwards, converted, dribbling down to join all the spunk already packing her balls. The outline of his body smoothed over little by little, the longer he gurgled and churned away inside of her.

Mazzy whipped her tail about, knocking something off a table in the process, stomped a foot, and most of all jerked her cock frantically with both hands the whole time. She was utterly spurting, making more room for her prey by milking out some ample shots of precum to splash all over her tits and into her open jaws. She drooled for him while she juiced him down, pulling tighter and tighter, forcing him down into a smoothing, more indistinct shape. There was a rounding lump of something vaguely resembling a person after a mere few minutes inside her balls, a mockery of Slick's former form, but he was still a living, thinking something ready to get clenched to nothing at any moment.

Sprawling back on the couch she was far too big for, Mazzy quivered in pleasure as her balls clamped around her prey and didn't let go. They just kept clenching, tighter, harder, producing a crunchy, squishy noise all around Slick as he teetered on total collapse. A little more of him gave in, then a little more, liquefying him into the mess rising up all around his partly cum-digeste form. A sudden lurch that squished that bulge flat with a succulently satisfying SCRUNCH left Mazzy's hips jumping and her cock madly twitching while she madly groped around for the condom she'd stashed nearby.

It was almost too late. She shoved that latex over her shaft just as she erupted. Even churned to cum, Slick still felt himself rushing out of her cock to get caught in the bloating, stretching condom hugging the shiny black cock that had devoured him. It was an invigorating feeling, along with a relieving one. Maybe he was sharing in some of Mazzy's own sensations, letting off all that pressure. Her engorged balls slowly returned to relatively normal - if still extra plump - size as she filled that extra extra extra large condom to the very brim, leaving it packed taut and nearly ready to burst with the gallons of former shark she'd milked into fresh, hot demon jizz.

She was still twitching long after she was done draining her nuts into the condom. As tempting as it was to just remain there, maybe even to fall asleep, Mazzy wasn't about to let that trophy spill all over the place. She sat up with a huff, wiggled happily, and then pulled the latex off her soaked shaft to snugly tie off the top. Just as promised, she soon produced a permanent marker from a nearby drawer to write Slick's name on the side, and then up he went, clutched in both of her hands, to be added to the shelf of a fridge, among plenty of others similarly labelled with the names of her previous meals. She was keeping them safe, for a little while, helping to make her all the more potent, and her nuts all the fatter too of course.

Slick had no idea how long he spent like that. It might have been just a few hours, it might have been a few days. Time had a way of floating away when he was nothing more than a condom-stretching load of cum milked out of a demonshark's cock. He loved every second of it. If she left him like that, he wouldn't have minded one bit, but Mazzy returned to the fridge before long to pluck him out, balancing the swollen condom on the palm of one hand.

"Hey, cumload." Mazzy's tone was teasing, but even in his current form, Slick could hear the affection under every word. She teased because she cared. "You wanna see something really cool?"

Of course he did. There was no amount of sloshing around in the bloated condom he could do to confirm that, but she got the idea anyway. She jostled him around a little then just carried him off as she stepped into the bathroom. A quick turn of the taps got the water steaming at a frightfully hot temperature fit for a demoness like her, and in she went, already naked. His limited awareness allowed him some semblance of appreciation for how hot she looked with the water cascading down her spotty skin, splashing all over her fat tits, steaming from her body. She soaked and scrubbed a little with her free hand, keeping him dangling there in the other, but that didn't last long. There was something special awaiting him.

Whatever he was expecting, it wasn't for her to slip that sloppy condom on and dip her stiff cock right into the thick mess she'd made out of him. He felt her throbbing in the creamed remnants of his former self as she got the latex nice and secure over her shiny black dick. Stroking herself with the jizz he was as her lube got her good and worked up already. What happened if she came into his sloshing self? He wasn't going to get to find out. She had something else in mind, something which sent a lurching feeling through what was left of his sensations when she started to suck him down her shaft again, in his much less solid form.

"Oooooh. Oh, that feels so smooth and silky ... " she softly said, sounding almost awed by the sensation.

Slick shared in it, slightly disoriented but savouring the feeling of getting slurped down her thick cock all over again. As nothing but a load of cum, he slipped into her balls much more easily than before. Though there was still that satisfyingly wet GLURK that came with every single pulse of her shaft kneading around him, dragging him to fill and swell her nuts all over again. Maybe not as much as the first time, but he still made that shiny shark sack nice and hefty, leaving Mazzy's balls to jiggle between her thighs once he was all swallowed down and drained from that condom. She didn't leave a drop behind.

Slowly sloshing inside that warm, musk-packed home once more, Slick could only wonder what she had planned. She made it clear after a few moans, thudding against the wall to grope a tit and jerk her cock a few times.

"It's one thing to get all churned up into spunk ..." She spoke slowly, with a certain reverence. "Getting double-digested like this means I get to keep you. Even your soul. For as long as I want."

A dramatic pause was interrupted by her giggling.

"If that sounds really permanent, it actually isn't. I know how to put ya back together. But you're going to be living as my balls for a while after this. Get ready, Slick ..."

There wasn't much he could do to actually prepare himself for the treatment to come. The walls closed in on his creamed form. He felt everything, from every angle. The squishing, the kneading, the heavy, even aggressive glorping, it all stimulated him to the point of numbness. Except he couldn't fully go numb. She wouldn't let him. Mazzy made sure he felt every single gurgle, every single squeeze of her ravenous sack working down on him, assimilating him, melting him down all over, draining him away until she was dissolving him beneath the surface of those smoothly engorged shark nuts, making them shrink back down to relatively normal size with each noisy, passing moment. Not entirely normal, of course. They were getting plenty of padding thanks to his contributions, fattening up until she couldn't help but cup them just to sample their solid, weighty state.

Pulling the drained condom off her shaft, she put her cum-slick cock to work, jerking madly the more of him she claimed. She was laughing in pleasure, gnashing her teeth, thrusting her hips into the air. Water splashed off her skin as she thrashed about, eventually smacking open the shower door with her tail. The mess she was making on the floor didn't matter to her. She was gripping, stroking, pleasuring her way to a peak so potent it couldn't come from anything else. Not just his body, not just the jizz she made of him, but the glowing spiritual essence that was all of him was hers to keep. She absorbed him into her loudly gurgling balls until they were too juicy to keep from squeezing.

The double-handed self pleasure is what helped finish off the very last of him, digesting him into ballfat, into a jiggling layer of weight on her swinging sack, to clench and pull tight with impending orgasm. It was a good thing she was in the shower. Her balls were bloated with a fresh load that faintly glimmered beneath her rough skin with the remnants of a digested soul. Slick was fully part of her, feeling every hint of pleasure she did, barely thinking, only perceiving. His entire being lit up with ecstasy unlike anything he ever could have comprehended, flooding his empty mind with a demonic orgasm.

Such an impact it made. The SPLISH of a massive load hitting the shower wall left splashes of sharkspunk splattering everything in sight. Mazzy covered herself with cum once it came blasting from her cock, squeezing it hard to milk out every single drop, everything Slick had been so generous as to give her. Some of it, she bent down to chug right from the tap, guzzling it down in great loud GLURKS like it was the tastiest treat she'd ever had. She shot a constant stream of pure cream all over the shower, sending it swirling and gurgling down the drain as she unloaded until her knees were buckling. Even a part-hellspawn like her had a limit of pleasure. Mazzy fought to keep from collapsing, unloading everything Slick had ever been until her cock could twitch no more and her balls had clenched out absolutely everything they could.

Only then did she finally show signs of fatigue after the all-nighter she'd just pulled. Fucking, smothering, and devouring was everything she lived for. Well, that and all the other stuff she loved. She slid down the wet wall behind her and thudded on her ass, panting, groaning, drooling a little. Her shaft flopped over, soft at last, and she stroked fondly over the trophy weight she still carried on her nuts even after draining them so thoroughly. Slick felt those fond touches, felt every little flex and jiggle of the balls he'd become, and that was the extent of his existence. He radiated warmth and fondness, and plenty of desire. Though he couldn't exactly hear, he could sense what Mazzy was saying when she spoke to him.

"There you go, Slick. You're shark nuts! I'm going to carry you around everywhere and let everyone lick and love you. You'll get to feel me plapping all the cuties I can find. And I'm going to be so fucking horny for as long as I'm keeping you. Which will be ..."

She thought about it, snickering playfully.

"Well, as long as I want! I'm definitely bringing you back again when I get tired of keeping you all to myself, but that, that could be a little while. I'm sure you don't mind, right?

A few firm pats on her own balls left Slick's existence wobbling right along with them. He had absolutely no way of communicating with her other than radiating the good vibes he'd already been going. Everything she just said, he completely approved. The only thing better than being hers was being her. She could have kept him for months, even years, and he would have been happy to serve his mistress. In the meantime, Mazzy was free to deviously scheme about what she was going to do to him next time she saw him. If there was one thing that was tough about being a demon, it was trying to outdo her own indulgences every single time. Surely someday she was going to run out of ways to escalate her absolutely depraved, lewd encounters, but it wasn't going to come anytime soon.