FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 1

Meryl signed her name for what felt like the thousandth time. She sighed but managed to smile as she pushed the final document back across the table. The realtor glanced at the signature for just a moment before closing the folder it was in.

“Congratulations Ms. Downs,”

“Please, call me Meryl,” she gave her head a small shake, “when I hear Ms. Downs I feel like I'm back in the classroom.”

“My apologies Meryl,” He stood up and offered his hand, “I hope that old Double Thirty Seven treats you well.”

Meryl stood up and shook his hand, “I know she needs some work, Josh, but I just love the character the place has.”

“As long as you maintain the exterior!” a middle aged woman sitting at the end of the table snapped, “It's still a historical building.”

“You have been quite clear on that fact, Mrs. Birch, But now that you have my money, may I please have the keys?”

Even with the fact that Mrs. Birch was more than twice her age, Meryl's 'teacher voice' had it's intended effect. The middle aged woman pulled a set of keys on an actual iron ring out of her purse. Meryl stood her ground, holding out her hand forcing the last member of the Historical Society to bring them over. Her air of authority as well as being an above average height of five seven broke through the middle aged woman's resolve. Mrs. Birch dropped the ring of keys into Meryl's waiting hand.

“Thank you, Mrs. Birch.”

“Hmmph,” she dropped back into her chair, “red-haired freckle faced bitch...” she mumbled

“ Anyway,” Josh started to put away the various documents, “I hear you are set to move in?”

“Yes, and I can't wait to get my junk out of the back of my truck.”

“I don't mean to hold you up, but when your renovations are complete and you are ready to start renting we'd be happy to assist you with that.”

“Thanks Josh, see you then, goodbye.” Meryl picked up her jacket and paperwork, “oh and Mrs. Birch?”

The woman glared at Meryl but remained silent.

“My hair is auburn, not red. Good night.”

With that she left a slack-jawed Mrs. Birch behind and headed out.

The town was small, but that didn't bother Meryl in the least. She had grown up in a town about the same size two states over. As a kid all she wanted to do was leave it for the big city. But now, after attending a big university and spending three years living and teaching in a big city Meryl was looking forward to living in a small town again.

She turned right off of Main Street and headed up Mountain Road. After a small curve in the road she could see her new home and investment, 3737 Mountain Road. An old Victorian era home, really it was almost a mansion. She turned left into the gravel driveway with a huge smile on her face.

“Welcome home, Meryl.”

She giggled to herself as she turned off the ignition. She grabbed her go-bag off the passenger seat and walked right up to the green double doors of the house, no, her home. Meryl fell in love with the place the first time she saw it.

It was no wonder the Historical Society bought the home when the last owner died thirty odd years ago. The plan was to restore Double Thirty Seven, and use it as a museum of sorts for the small community. Even though they managed upkeep on the house, keeping it painted and repairing the slate roof as needed, they had problems raising the funds to begin the restoration.

Time took its toll on the Historical Society instead of the house. Its members began to die off or move to warmer climates as the decades moved on. The society shrank down to just three people. Two years ago the decision was made to sell off the house and dissolve the organization. Mrs. Birch was against this decision but was outvoted.

Meryl opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Even though it was still daylight outside the trees that surrounded Double Thirty Seven made the house dark on the inside. It seemed a little creepy to Meryl at first, but she shrugged it off and laughed.

“Looks like I have my own Scooby-Doo house now.”

Meryl tossed her go-bag just inside the door and flipped on the lights, or rather pushed on. A few bulbs were out in the fixtures, but more than enough light was provided to empty out her truck.

***

Meryl stood out on her front porch watching a beautiful sunset. She was tired, hungry, and happy in ascending order. She decided to deal with the hungry issue. She pulled out her phone and called the local pizza place.

After spending about ten minutes convincing the guy on the line that this was not a prank call and she was in fact the new owner of Double Thirty Seven, she placed her order. But it was a Friday night and as the only pizza place in town Meryl was given a time frame of almost an hour.

Meryl slipped off her jacket leaving her in just her wild mustang t-shirt and jeans. She soon regretted taking off the jacket.

The hell? What's going on, why is it so...oh right! She smacked her forehead, the crappy furnace!

Meryl dug a flashlight out of her go-bag and picked up her toolkit. Mr. Birch had explained what to do if the furnace failed to kick on during one of her visits to the property. Not a hard fix, but something that would probably get quite annoying as time goes on.

At least this will kill some time while waiting on my food.

She opened the door to the basement and flicked the switch. This only lit the light at the top of the steps. The rest of the lighting was on pull chains. She made her way to the furnace and luckily all the bulbs were working in the basement.

After a few moments of tinkering the furnace kicked on with a loud rumble. It was so loud it startled Meryl.

“Gaugh!”

She jumped back, losing the grip on the flashlight and it flew behind her smacking against some bricks.

“You got me that time house!”

Her brown eyes narrowed, angry more for her reaction than at the house. Meryl sighed and walked over to recover her flashlight. Luckily it's heavy metal construction protected it from any real damage. In fact, it looked like the wall had taken the worst of the hit. She picked up her flashlight and inspected the wall.

“The hell?” she shined the flashlight where it had hit, these aren't bricks, she poked at the dent her flashlight had made.

It was wood, covered with sand and painted to look like brick.

Why the hell would they do this?

Meryl pushed and prodded the wall. She could feel a very slight give from the faux brick panel. As she poked around one of the fake bricks fell off. Inside was a latch of some kind.

This is too weird...

She fiddled with the latch and the brick panel moved slightly, trying to swing open but stopping after only cracking open.

“Holy shit! This is a fucking Scooby-Doo House!”

She glanced at her watch, plenty of time before the pizza gets here. I gotta check this out!

Meryl grabbed onto the faux brick panel as best she could and started to pull. The rusty hinges squeaked and groaned as she forced it open several inches. Meryl shone her flashlight into the gap. On the other side she saw a stone arch and rough cut stone steps descending below her basement.

“Wow...”

Meryl stared through the gap. Her breathing was shallow and despite the cool air of the basement she was starting to sweat. It wasn't fear that possessed her, but rather excitement. She had to go down those stairs, how could she not? The only question was now or later.

Meryl took a deep breath, “Ah fuck it...”

She took hold of the door and pushed with all her might. The rusted hinges protested, but they were slowly forced open enough for Meryl to make her way through. She paused on the first step, checking her flashlight one last time before stepping down.

The steps spiraled down into the mountain the house sat on.

Maybe it's a fallout shelter. It was around during the cold war, she put her hand on the smooth walls that surrounded the stairs, but it's carved out of solid rock, and besides they could have tunneled into the side of the mountain easier somewhere else on the property...

As Meryl descended, she found the air changing. It was not cold and clammy, but warm and humid, almost like a summer evening. And then there was the scent on the air. It wasn't the smell of earth or stone. She paused trying to place the aroma. It was musky, but somehow sweet. The more she smelled it, the more Meryl decided she rather liked the scent and continued down the steps.

A second stone arch marked the end of the stairs. Meryl blinked and rubbed her eyes. It looked like some kind of light coming from the doorway. Taking a chance with her flashlight, she turned it off for a moment. Her eyes were not playing tricks on her, a dim cool light was pulsating, alternating between green, purple, and red. She clutched the light tightly and slowly stepped forward to the arch. Meryl's eyes were drawn directly to the source of the strange light.

In the center of the room there was a large pool about eight feet in diameter set in the floor. In the center of the pool a rather phallic column reached up about four feet above the surface of the pool. Whatever was in the pool it was definitely not water.

A whitish viscous substance bubbled out of the domed top of the column and flowed down along its rigged and bumpy sides back to the pool. Then there was the glow. In the absolute dark of the subterranean chamber the glow was unmistakable. It pulsed as it gently shifted from green to purple to red, and back. It gave a vague silhouette of the chamber but did not reveal any of its finer details.

Meryl swallowed. She knew she should leave, that this is a place where no one should be. It was just wrong on some cosmic level. But it smelled so good. Unable to turn around she flicked her light back on to better examine the room.

The harsh white light of her flashlight's beam seemed to drown out the glow from the fountain. Meryl felt saddened by this on some level, but she was already being dangerous and stupid, she wasn't about to go fumbling around in the near dark.

Unlike the smooth walls of the passageway and its rough cut steps The chamber was decorated top to bottom with geometric designs, words Meryl couldn't read, and symbols that reminded her of what the goth kids she went to highschool with would draw on their notebooks. She noticed some sconces on the walls with half-burned candles placed in them. Meryl fished around in her pocket and pulled out the book of matches she had brought if the pilot light had blown out.

A bit more light would be a good thing.

However long they had been there, the candles seemed almost hungry for the match's flame. She lit several candles then flicked off her light. She felt better with the soft glow of the candles' light and they did not drown out the fountain's lovely glow.

Putting her flashlight into her pocket she walked slowly towards the pool. The wonderful scent that filled the room was coming from the fountain. It was like the best part of being high, mixed with the joy of eating her favorite foods and sprinkled with the afterglow of amazing sex. Meryl closed her eyes as she approached the edge of the fountain. It was almost too much.

Lost in her sense of smell, Meryl's last step took her over the edge into the pool. The warm fluid covering her body and filling her mouth and nose quickly snapped her back to reality. She floundered for a second coughing and gasping before she realized the pool was only about two feet deep.

She stood up and walked back to the edge of the fountain and tried to climb out. It took Meryl a few tries as she was more than a little slippery. Though she was embarrassed about falling right in the pool, it didn't feel so bad. It was a different feeling, but it felt nice against Meryl's skin and it turned out it tasted as good as it smelled. Meryl didn't feel cold even as she lay on the ground in front of the pool.

Actually, she felt rather warm. Alongside the warmth she felt a strange sensation on her skin, almost as if invisible fingers were teasing her with light touches. Meryl let out a long moan as wave of pleasure shot down her spine.

“What was that?” she gasped, her voice echoing in the chamber.

Meryl felt a growing heat in her body and could feel her heart racing in her chest. She then felt a different throbbing sensation. Meryl propped herself up on her arms and looked down at her soaked jeans. She could see a bulge pressing against the blue fabric that pulsed in time to the glow of the fountain. Meryl nervously reached down with her hand to touch the bulge. The touch sent a shock through her system and she arched her back crying out again.

Meryl gasped, the sensation changed as if something had popped. Her jeans felt tight and uncomfortable. As she opened her eyes Meryl almost screamed.

“No...it can't be...” she stared at the cylindrical bulge pushing against the front of her jeans.

Meryl didn't want to touch it; didn't want to know. But the uncomfortable tightness was getting worse. It was almost painful as she felt her zipper pressing into her new appendage. Meryl fumbled with the button of her jeans, as soon as it was undone the cock that was now stuffing her panties and jeans forced the zipper open.

A feeling of fear and relief simultaneously washed over Meryl. She stared at her new cock, its head well outside her panties.

Shit! It's bigger than Bobby's was... as she had the thought a strange tingle of pride sparked in her mind.

Meryl shook her head, trying to shake the feeling.

What about my...

Curious about the state of her original genitals she pushed down her jeans. The act of sliding them down her legs gave a tingling sense of pleasure. Meryl tried to reach around her cock but accidentally brushed against it through the stretched wet cotton of her panties. She moaned at the simple touch.

“Oh my god...” she sighed, closing her eyes for a moment.

Meryl caught her breath as she confirmed with her fingers that her vagina was still there. She felt another throb and that drew her attention back to her new sex organ. The throbbing picked up once again and with each pulse her cock continued to grow and change.

The growing cock forced her panties into giving her a wedgie. As Meryl reached down trying to adjust her panties, but as she gripped the sides another shock made her buckle. She ended up tearing her panties off and popping the stitches of her pants. She kicked off her wrecked jeans almost without thinking and looked down. Hanging down below her huge and still growing shaft was a pair of testicles in a sack large enough to match Meryl's cock.

The head swelled and the shaft grew thicker with a ring around the girth. The massive cock was now brushing against her chest as she breathed, the slight friction from her wet shirt against the head and shaft felt amazing.

Maybe...maybe if I get me-it off, it will go away...

Tentatively Meryl placed her hands against the shaft. It was such a strange feeling. She could of course feel the soft velvety texture of her shaft through her fingers, but Meryl could also feel her warm small fingers on the shaft. She ran her hands slowly down her entire length. Meryl sighed as she ran her hands back up to the head, shivering at the sensation of her hands on the wide head.

Meryl gripped her shaft in both her hands and started to stroke. It felt wonderful. The shaft in her hands and the way the tip was rubbing against her shirt as she stroked. It had stopped growing, but the throbbing was still there. Her cock was now long enough to rest in between her breasts.

“Mmmm...need more...” she moaned.

Meryl let go of her cock for a moment, so she could pull off her shirt and unhook her bra. Settling back down on the chamber floor Meryl placed her cock between her B cup breasts as she stroked. The skin on skin contact was amazing and excited her even more. As Meryl looked down and saw the head of her cock peeking out from between her breasts she only hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth and cramming as much of her cock into it as she could.

More! More! She pleaded with herself.

She sucked at her cock, little by little she felt it getting easier, her mouth could open wider and her tongue grew longer. Her breasts swelled at least another cup size as if to support the massive cock in between them. One hand slipped down underneath her balls to finger her dripping pussy while the other continued to stroke her cock as her hips buckled.

Give it to me! All of it! I want it, I need it!

Her body started to glow, the colors matching up to the fountain, not that Meryl noticed lost in the throes of pleasure. An uncomfortable pressure on her shoulder blades and tailbone made her roll over. She didn't mind, the floor was slick and it only further stimulated her cock as she buckled, sucked and moaned.

At the base of her back a bud was forming. It soon grew into a long equine tail, its auburn color matching Meryl's hair, which had doubled in length from the shoulder cut she had woken up that morning with. Poking out of her new mane were her ears. Much like Meryl's tail they were equine in appearance and coated in fine fur.

On Meryl's shoulders, a distinctly non-equine feature began to bud and grow. At first they appeared to be another set of arms, but the 'fingers' grew long and a web of skin stretched between them. As the new bat-like wings reached their full size the leathery membrane darkened to a deep chestnut brown color.

All of these changes went relatively unnoticed by Meryl as she was lost in her own world of pleasure and power. The pleasure had built past what a mortal could experience and hope to not go insane. But Meryl was no longer mortal. She rose up on her knees, her wings fanning out for the first time. Meryl pulled her cock out of her mouth with a cry of pleasure mixed with triumph her cock erupted firing her load of demonic seed across the room and splattering against the wall.

Meryl panted as she let her cock flop onto the floor. Her long tapered tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth. The glow around her body faded leaving her flawless skin tinted with a slight purple hue. As Meryl straightened back up she started to laugh. Meryl's red on black eyes sparkled as the demonic knowledge flooded into her brain.

“Of course!” she cried out as she looked around the chamber, now able to fully understand all the inscriptions perfectly, “This is the Demon Cum Fountain!”

Meryl started to stand up but stumbled before she could adjust to her new feet. The shiny black horse hooves were trimmed around the top with a feathering of fur. Her nails had grown into small claws shiny and black like her hooves.

Meryl's height had increased, but not to an unmanageable amount. After all, by demon standards standing just over six feet tall is still quite petite, which was emphasized by the small two inch long ebony horns growing from just behind her hairline.

More impressive than her height was the change in her physique. Meryl ran her hands down across her abdomen, Her slim body had been replaced with lean and cut muscles infused with demonic strength. Not only had Meryl's breasts increased to D cups, but her now purple nipples had also grown larger. Meryl's hips had also widened which balanced out her chest nicely.

I need to see this body in a mirror, There's the large one by the front door upstairs she paused for a moment, her wicked mind spinning, Upstairs...yes, she wiped some demon cum off of her watch to check the time, I need to head upstairs for now, after all dinner should be arriving shortly.

She smiled broadly, her sharpened teeth gleaming in the candlelight.

***

Meryl took one last look in the mirror admiring her new form.

I suppose I will have to change before my guest arrives. I wouldn't want to scare him away when I open the door. Then again, she smiled, chasing him down would be fun... she shook her head, no, not tonight. I was hungry when I was still mortal but after the Fountain I'm starving.

For Meryl's first attempt at shape-shifting she assumed her previous mortal form. It was easy enough as she knew her old body quite well. She looked at the reflection in the mirror and frowned.

“That won't do, it's too boring.”

She let her chest and hips return to her demonic proportions.

“Better...”

She ran her fingers through her auburn locks, lengthening them to fall past her shoulders again.

“Almost...”

Meryl's pussy disappeared into her body. Her cock and sack reemerged, though she kept it at a modestly inhuman size and appearance.

“Perfect!”

Meryl snapped her fingers and teleported her robe out of its moving box and into her hands. She slipped the black fleece robe on and belted it.

Unpacking is going to go much faster than I planned. Now, where's my dinner?

She walked up to the door and looked out into the night. Though her eyes looked human she had no need for light to see in the dark. A moment later she saw headlights coming around the bend and turning into her driveway. The driver parked the car right behind Meryl's truck and got out, leaving the old coup running. She stepped out of his line of sight, wanting to surprise him at the door.

Jamie looked up at the old house. The porch light was on as well as some interior lights.

Ok, so if this is a prank call, they really went all out.

Jamie walked around to the passenger side and popped the door open. He grabbed the pizza and a six pack of light beer and closed the car door with his foot.

Just one more delivery after this then back to the shop for my break.

He walked up to the double doors and knocked. Jamie was surprised to see the customer come around the corner in a bathrobe. She smiled and gave a little wave as she walked to the door. Jamie awkwardly waved back through the window. She opened the door with a large smile on her face

“There you are. I was starting to think you forgot about me.”

Jamie was ready to get chewed out for taking so long. The inviting smile and silken voice made him relax.

“I'm sorry about the wait, ma'am, it's our busiest night and we ended up short staffed today.”

“Please, call me Meryl.”

“Ah, ok, umm...” he held up the order, “I've got a large pepperoni and a six pack of light for you, uh, Meryl.”

“Mmmm,” she licked her lips, “what do I owe you?”

“It's ah,” Jamie fumbled with the receipt, “it's $20.38 total”

Meryl patted down her robe which emphasized the curves hidden underneath. Jamie swallowed hard.

She can't be doing this on purpose, Jamie's thoughts raced, this isn't some stupid porn movie it's real life get it together!

“I'm an idiot, I forgot to grab the cash while getting changed. Do you mind coming in while I get it?”

“Ah,” he glanced back at his car thinking about his last delivery, It'll stay warm, besides she's being nice, Jamie turned back to Meryl and smiled, “sure thing.”

“Come on in,” she stepped back and motioned him in with her hand, “Oh by the way, what's your name sweetie?”

“Jamie,” he closed the door as he followed her in.

“Jamie? That's a beautiful name.”

Growing up Jamie had been made fun of more than once for having a unisex name. Usually it would infuriate him having his masculinity questioned like that. But the way Meryl said it made him blush slightly.

“Uh, thanks, I don't get that kind of a complement often.”

Meryl led him to the dining room. The antique chandelier lighting the room looked out of place with the card table and set of folding chairs currently occupying it.

“Oh? Not from your girlfriend, or boyfriend. Sorry, I don't want to assume anything.” She tapped the card table lightly, “here will be fine, Jamie.”

“Uh,” the thought of kissing another man slipped across his mind for a moment, “girlfriend! Ah, not that I've had one since high school.”

Jamie placed the items on the table, feeling more flushed than ever. Meryl pulled a wallet out of a small bag on one of the chairs.

“So that means you're single.”

Jamie couldn't help but sigh, “painfully so,” he replied with a sad smile.

“Oh sweetie,” she took two steps and was right in front of Jamie, “I can help with that.”

Meryl placed her hands on the side of his head and pulled him into a kiss. Jamie's eyes went wide and he let out a muffled gasp as he was pressed against Meryl's soft and warm lips. He closed his eyes and sighed, losing himself for a moment.

“Mmmm...”

She sighed against Jamie's lips sending a shiver through his body. His lips parted slightly and Meryl took the opportunity letting her long tongue slip into his mouth. No longer interested in pulling away, Jamie reached his arms around her. Meryl let her fingers slide across his cheeks and down his neck. Her nails drug lightly against his skin, sending electric like tingles through his body.

Meryl slid her hands down the front of his jacket, pulling down the zipper. Her hands ran back up along his shirt. Meryl pulled her lips a hair away from Jamie's.

“Strip.”

Though it was a breathy whisper Jamie felt the weight of the command behind it. Before he realized what he was doing, Jamie had already shrugged off his jacket, letting it fall to the floor. His shirt was the next to go as he whipped it off over his head and tossed it aside. He pushed his sneakers off his feet and started to fumble with his belt.

Jamie was quickly distracted, however, as Meryl's nails grazed the skin of his chest. He cried out with a moan as she squeezed his nipple. Jamie managed to work his belt and fly open and his baggy jeans slipped down to his knees. Meryl grabbed his bulge through his briefs.

He groaned as she rubbed and squeezed his cock. Meryl kissed him again, her long tongue invading Jamie's mouth. She kissed and gently bit her way from his lips, to his chin and down his neck. Jamie jumped with a start at each nip before letting out a needy groan. Reaching his collar bone Meryl ran her tongue slowly down his chest and abdomen as she sunk down onto her knees.

Her hands slipped into his waistband, but rather than pulling them down she ripped them off his body.

Jamie yelped at the fabric burn of having his underwear torn off.

“What the hell are-”

His protest stopped as Meryl's hot tongue swirled around the head of his rock hard cock. She then ran her tongue along the underside of Jamie's cock before opening her mouth and taking him in.

First the appetizer...

Jamie buckled against her, thrusting deeply into her hot moist mouth instinctively. He grabbed Meryl's head, his fingers tangled into her hair as he moaned with pleasure. Meryl's right hand gripped his ass tightly, her nails digging in while her left hand fondled Jamie's balls. Even if Jamie had his eyes opened he wouldn't have noticed the slight glow as Meryl channeled a little energy into his testicles.

Just a little help, he'll enjoy it anyway.

Jamie gritted his teeth. He couldn't believe how far she was pushing him. He thought he was going to blow his load as soon as she swallowed his cock. But somehow Jamie held on.

That should do it, Meryl released his balls, give me what I want...

She moved her left hand to his other ass cheek and started her final assault with her mouth. Jamie couldn't believe it. It felt like her tongue was spiraled around his shaft while in her mouth, stroking him as she sucked, her nose pressing against his groin.

“Oh god! Fuck!”

Jamie's body clenched as his cum fired right down Meryl's throat, and it kept going. Never in his life had he blown a load like that before. It left him light headed and if not for Meryl's grip on his ass and legs, he might have fallen over.

“Mmmm,” Meryl let his shaft slide slowly out of her mouth, “That was nice,” she licked the last dribble of cum off the tip of Jamie's cock making him shiver and moan, “that is a cute little cock you have there, sweetie.

“Th-thanks,” he panted, smiling despite the nature of her compliment.

She slowly stood up, her robe brushing against his body. She gave him a little peck on the cheek and moved to one of the folding chairs. She sat down and smiled, beckoning him to come over with her hand. Jamie stepped out of his jeans and walked over to her side.

Meryl slipped her hand into her robe and opened the top exposing her full D cup breasts. Jamie paused taking in the large but strangely perky breasts and their large erect nipples.

“Now don't be shy, I played with yours...” she lifted her breasts up a bit and let it drop with a bounce.

Slowly Jamie reached out and placed a hand on her warm, smooth, and soft breast. He ran his hand over her chest giving her some gentle squeezes. Meryl's soft sighs and smile urged him on as he flicked his fingers over a nipple.

“You little tease,” she giggled before grabbing his head and pulling it down, pressing his face into her chest.

He let out a small cry of surprise, but that was quickly muffled by her large chest. Jamie relaxed immediately. There was something about Meryl's scent. Whatever perfume she had to be wearing was almost intoxicating. Jamie began to kiss and lick her chest. Meryl played with his hair and guided his mouth to her nipple.

Now for the entree...

“Ahh, that's nice,” her husky voice sent a shiver down his spine. Meryl lifted Jamie's head up off her chest, “I hope you don't mind returning the favor, sweetie.”

“Yeah...I ah, don't mind.”

There was a small purple flash in Meryl's eyes. Demonic contracts are not always signed in blood, or even written down. Oral contracts are no less binding, if not as powerful. Jamie had no idea he had just entered into a small one with Meryl. He untied the belt and opened up the robe. His eyes went wide as he stared at the half-hard horse cock resting between her legs.

“Something wrong, Jamie?”

“I-it-what?” he gasped.

“Don't worry,” she ran her fingers down the side of his cheek, “I'm sure you can get me nice and hard with that cute little mouth of yours,”

“I-I can't...”

Jamie wanted to move away, to get up and run out the door, but he felt rooted to the spot. It was not fear, though he did feel a bit of that, it was as if a force was keeping him kneeling in front of Meryl.

“Oh sweetie, I know you can't fit all of me in your mouth,” yet... she added mentally, “but go on and see what you can do,”

Meryl's voice reminded Jamie of a teacher he once had. He reached out nervously and touched the monster in front of him. As Jamie ran his hands slowly down the velvety skin he started to relax.

“Mmm, you do have nice hands,” she placed her hand on his head, “but you know what I want, sweetie,” she gently pushed his head towards her shaft.

As Jamie's head got closer he was overwhelmed with Meryl's scent, far stronger than before. He reached out his tongue and tentatively licked at the flared head of Meryl's cock. Meryl's soft sigh was like a siren's call. Jamie wanted to hear more sweet noises from her mouth. He lifted the horse cock up and ran his tongue along the shaft.

“Mmm! Yes baby, lick my cock like a good little slut...”

Jamie felt a shiver go down his back and only increased his efforts. He swirled his tongue around the flared head while pumping the shaft with both hands. Meryl leaned her head back and moaned, her hand gripping his hair tightly. Jamie smiled as he licked and kissed the now fully erect foot and a half cock. He was proud of the job he was doing.

He opened his mouth wide and shoved Meryl's cock into his mouth. He could barely get more than the head in, but it felt so good having his lips tightly wrapped around her shaft. The only thing more rewarding were the moans Meryl was making.

“Suck my cock you sweet little thing, show me what a cock-slut you are.”

Jamie moaned around the horse cock in his mouth. He was rock hard again and aching for release. Jamie took a hand away from Meryl's shaft to deal with his own.

“Delicious...” Meryl moaned, and Jamie moaned in agreement.

She fed on Jamie's lust and spreading corruption. Of course her own pleasure was quite nice as well. Meryl looked down at her meal.

I have such plans for you, my sweet little Jamie, but not yet, her hands gave his hair a pull, no a full corruption can’t be rushed, it needs to age properly.

He cried out sweetly around her cock and only intensified his sucking. Jamie felt a pulse shoot through Meryl's cock making him snap open his eyes in time to see Meryl throw back her head and cry out. Her balls emptied their load directly into Jamie's mouth. At first he tried to gulp it down, but it was too much. He yanked the horse cock out of his mouth as it continued to cum, glazing his face and chest with Meryl's hot seed. His own cock fired off as well.

Jamie took a moment to recover, catching his breath and rubbing his slightly stiff jaw. He then leaned back to Meryl's now slightly soft horse cock and happily cleaned it of all the cum that had dribbled down the shaft with his tongue. Meryl smiled as she reached over and grabbed one of the beers. She cracked it open and drank as Jamie tongue washed her cock and balls. With a flick of her wrist she summoned a towel to her hands.

“Thank you, sweetie, that was lovely,” she handed the towel to Jamie.

“It, it was my pleasure.” he smiled before starting to wipe his face clean, “Although I think my next delivery is going to be pissed. His pizza is probably ice cold by now.”

“I wouldn't worry about that,” Meryl snapped her fingers reheating the pizza in his car to oven fresh, “I'm sure it will be fine.”

Finishing with the towel, Jamie slowly got to his feet. He went to collect his clothes and held up the torn remnants of his briefs.

“Oh right, I am sorry about that,” Meryl took the ruined underwear from him, “I just got a little too carried away.”

“It's ok, really, I don't mind at all,” he smiled like a goof, “I think I can get through the rest of my shift commando.”

And now for a little dessert... “Oh no dear, we can't have that,” she reached into the pocket of her robe and pulled out a pair of black panties, “here, take these.”

Jamie stared at the offered panties, “but...”

“Oh, no one will know except the two of us,” she took his hand and placed the panties in it, “that is, of course, unless you tell them, sweetie.” she winked slowly at him.

Jamie swallowed hard as he felt a tingle shoot through his body.

“They may not even fit...”

“Give them a try at least.”

Jamie looked at them and then started to put them on. Meryl smiled as she watched him slowly pull the lingerie up his legs and finally settle them in place on his hips. His bulge was obvious, but the panties did fit.

“See sweetie, they fit you well, Just look at how they hug that ass of yours,” she gave him a little slap on the butt.

He flinched but quickly smiled, “yeah, I guess they do.”

Jamie continued to get dressed as Meryl watched, standing with her robe open. She smiled as he kept glancing back at her body, especially the horse cock. Even with Meryl distracting him, Jimmy soon was dressed and ready to go. Meryl walked him back to the front door, his hand on his bicep.

“Jimmy, when is your next day off?”

“Ah, Monday, why?”

“How about you come on up then for some lunch, I'd love the company.”

“Yes! I mean, sure, I'd like that too.” he blushed deeply.

Meryl smiled as they reached the front door, “here's twenty-five,” she said, handing him a pair of bills, “no need for change.”

“I should be the one tipping you,” Jamie smiled then grimaced, “then again probably going to be chewed out on my last delivery.”

“Don't worry about it,” Meryl gave Jamie a quick peck on the cheek, “if they complain just offer them a blowjob to make up for it.”

“I couldn't-”

“Oh Jamie, we both know you could...” her smile was almost wicked.

“I suppose...I could offer it...It would be funny to see the look on his face at least.”

“I'll see you Monday, Jamie, around noon?”

He nodded before stepping out the door. Jamie waved from his car before pulling away into the night.

“Now that was a tasty meal,” she smiled again, stepping away from the door.

Meryl shrugged off the robe and let it fall to the floor of the foyer. As she walked back towards the dining room she assumed her full demonic form. She pulled a beer from the six pack ring and held it in her clawed hand. It slowly shifted from an aluminum can of lite beer into a glass goblet full of a deep red wine. She took a sip and sighed,

“Oh, much better. How did I ever drink that swill?”

Meryl's eyes moved to the box of pizza. She had no need of mortal food anymore. And she had just eaten anyway. But there is a certain pleasure in eating, and in the end even to a demon, pizza is pizza. She opened the box and pulled out a slice. Her sharp teeth tore off a bite.

“Mmmm,” that is good. Now, let's start settling in, with her free hand Meryl began to scribe glowing runes in the air, where to begin?

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Original story and setting by Syntaxerror37

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