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The Devil's Music

By Danath

Characters and art © Boo3

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The noise of the crowd penetrated all the way into the green room backstage. Aethon, Tiamat, Ziz, and Barghest, the four members of the black metal band, Chernobog, held their instruments close. Aethon, the thin and athletic bass player, plucked at the strings nervously. She wore tight black leather over her entire body. The shoulders and elbows had large studs. A collar hung around her neck and a ring pierced her nose. Black makeup shadowed her eyes and a bit of red added some fiery color to her cheeks. She appeared corpse-like, an omen of something dark, with sharply contrasting white surrounding her eyes and mouth.

Next to her, Tiamat, the drummer, spun her drumsticks around her fingers. She was large and tall. Her stage costume included a spiked brassiere that wrapped around her chest, supporting and showing off her milky white breasts. A studded leather bikini strapped around her hips. Knee-high boots and various bracelets and tattoos added more flair to her dark style. Completely bald, her bare head was painted gray with streaks of red running from her eyebrows, over her skull, and down the back of her neck, ending in a point near her shoulder blades.

Ziz played lead guitar for the band. His instrument was a large, hooked onyx guitar, with various jagged bits around the edges. Ziz was legendary for breaking guitars, but always using the same style. His fingers flew over the keys, silently playing riffs from their songs. Ziz was short and wiry, with little muscle on his skinny frame. The guitar seemed too large for him. His face was painted with charcoal: dirty, death-like. Red splotches on his cheeks gave him a greater ghoulish appearance.

The last member of the band was Barghest, the vocalist and rhythm guitarist. He led the band and looked the part. Mock devil horns twisted up from a narrow helmet he wore on his head. With his face paint showing underneath, he looked like a smooth white skeleton in a helmet. The sides came down to cover his face, allowing fans to see only his mouth and chin. A broad, x-shaped leather harness strapped around his dark brown skin, hugging tightly over his beefy pecs and abs. Tight leather pants clung to his hips, permanently displaying his bulge. Tribal tattoos ran up and down his arms and legs. His guitar was less flashy than Ziz, but looked just as metal.

"Tonight's it, then?" Ziz asked. "It's happening?"

Barghest stirred and stood, walking towards the door. "Tonight," he said, his deep voice a low rumble.

Tiamat grinned over at Aethon. "You ready?"

The bass player nodded and held her instrument protectively close. "As long as we get the music right."

Ziz hopped to his feet, full of nervous energy. He paced the back of the room and listened as the roars of the crowd grew louder yet. The opening act was finished and their stage would be ready soon.

As though following Ziz's thoughts, a knock came at the door.

"It's time," Barghest said. Holding his guitar in one hand, he opened the door and led the rest of his bandmates down the hallway, through some back areas of the stage, and out onto the main floor.

To say the crowd was loud was an understatement. The black metal band had legions of hardcore fans, all devoted to the band. Their concerts were legendary for their excess pyrotechnics, fake blood, and raunchy displays. Both of the women in the band were usually topless by the end of a show and the men liked to occasionally get blowjobs from groupies during songs.

Tonight, however, was different. The four band members stood in silence on stage, lights still off, simply holding their instruments. The crowd clamored, the stadium full to bursting, 10,000 strong. It was their largest audience to date. Barghest nodded at Tiamat, who raised her sticks above her head. Even this was enough to send the crowd into a frenzy. A giant mosh pit appeared in front of the stage as the first notes rang out.

The song was fast and brutal. Barghest chanted into the microphone lyrics both dark and lustful. Tiamat's hands flew as she pounded her drum kit. Ziz and Aethon focused entirely on their playing, striking every note with a fervor. The black metal blasted the audience, sending them into a frenzy. Before the first song was over, Barghest could spot half a dozen people going at it in the mosh pit. They weren't fighting, though. They were wildly copulating as the crowd around them screamed. The noise of the band grew louder and louder, filling the stadium. Nobody sat as the song crescendoed, kept going, moving swiftly into the second. The band's skills were tested over the next twenty minutes. They played hard, fast, as brutally as they could, while Barghest's lyrics wormed their way into the brains of the assembled crowd. More people fell to the ground, groping and molesting and sucking and fucking. Clothes were shed and order was lost. A chaotic scene of dark lust and malicious sexual energy pervaded the arena, but still the band played on.

The energy of the crowd grew along with the noise. Barghest glanced over at Aethon, whose eyes were glazed, staring at nothing as her fingers flew across her bass. Ziz was in much the same catatonic state. The lead singer glanced behind him and saw Tiamat's head hanging low, though her muscular arms slammed the drums with as much energy as ever. The crowd swelled, rocking to and fro, descending into a massive orgy by the time the eighth song began. This one was special, though. A new song nobody had heard before.

The rhythmic, dark drumming accentuated the speediness of the guitars and bass. Barghest's voice boomed over the speakers, deeper and lower than ever before. People nearest to the stage began to writhe madly, clutching and grasping at whoever was near them. The singer's lips curled into a demonic grin as he watched three girls pawing at a male who was already busily fucking another man's ass. Several other women were madly going down on each other. More clothes came off as the song intensified. The ecstasy and ribaldry of the crowd grew, sparking a torrent of sexual energy which the driving, pounding music amplified.

Barghest's arm twitched. He glanced down and bared his teeth in a ferocious smile as he realized thick white fur was sprouting from his skin. He leaned into the microphone, howling the lyrics, whipping the crowd further into a sexual frenzy, until the entire stadium was little more than a single massive gangbang. The fur grew in more quickly. Dark wisps of smoke rose from the stage floor, swirling around all four members of the band, curling around their arms and legs, caressing their shoulders and faces.

Ziz grit his teeth as his hands worked the guitar madly, crushing out every single note. He barely noticed as his clothes grew tighter around him. The mesh shirt pulled across his chest as his slim and wiry form began to change. Two bulges formed on his backside, just inside his shoulder blades. He closed his eyes, determined to finish the song, even as the bulges pressed outwards, stretching outwards. Mottled black feathers formed under the mesh as the bulges grew larger, more defined. Ziz's chest began to swell as well, and his skin lightened, turning from fleshy white to alabaster. Breasts formed, small at first, with smooth, round teats.

As he played, he continued to lighten, until nearly his entire body was covered with smooth, porcelain-white skin. The guitar player's mesh shirt ripped open in the back and a pair of wings spread from behind his shoulders. Large charcoal-colored feathers pushed air around the changing guitar player as he let out a cry. It sounded almost like an eagle's screech. The wings faded from heavy black at the tops to white near the outer edges and ran a gamut of gray in between.

Tiamat, on drums, also began to change. The smoke wherled around her, hugging her large body. Soon, her skin began to turn colors. It also hardened and cracked, shifting as scales grew in. They were large and roughly octagonal, ashy gray in color, like ancient bone, overlapping as they grew in down her neck and shoulders, over her chest and across her belly. She played the drums hard as she could all the while, even as her nose flattened, cracked, widened, spread into a set of nostrils at the end of a large muzzle. What little light remained in the groaning stadium caused flashes of color on her smooth body, red and purple and fiery orange, the iridescent colors reflecting from her scales. She kept playing, harder and faster, as a pair of spiraling onyx horns erupted from the sides of her skull. The horns pushed straight to the sides before curling back in to point in the same direction as her chin. Thicker, jagged scales formed up the length of her muzzle and over her forehead, making it clear she was turning into a living, breathing dragon. These two ridges were bony white and ran down the back of her head and over her back, merging together over her shoulders and running down her spine and newly grown tail. A second pair of arms formed as her torso elongated, making room for the extra limbs as well as her constantly growing breasts, no so large they were beginning to affect her playing. Her extra arms came in handy when they lifted and squeezed the breasts back out of the way of her upper set.

Aethon's transformation started no less subtly. The bass player's slender arms grew in a thick coating of white hair, which formed especially thick around her wrists and ankles. Her mouth distended and she cried out as it reshaped, growing long and narrow. Her nostrils flared and her eyes turned red as blood as the changes swept over her. The skin-tight leather jumpsuit strained to hold together as her chest swelled, nipples poking out against the stiff fabric. She whinnied and tossed her head back, shaking the long red mane forming down the back of her neck. She cried out again as a horn pierced her skin, growing straight out of the middle of her forehead. The twisted, dark red horn curved back slightly as it grew, stopping at a length of almost 18 inches long. The white and red unicorn laughed maniacally as she continued to play; her transformation continued, spurred by the dark energies they'd managed to summon.

A thick layer of shiny white fur covered most of Barghest's body now. It was shaggy and loose in areas, like a large dog's pelt. The singer's hands continued to play, though he found it more difficult as his fingers grew sharp black claws on the tips, replacing his fingernails. The claws were dark red. More fur spread over his chest, under the x-shaped harness, and down his belly. His face changed quickly, like Tiamat's and Aethon's, though his nostrils ended up much closer together. The canine appearance grew in quickly, leaving the lead singer with flopped-over ears, a large muzzle, and a mouth full of sharp white teeth. Black eyebrows and facial fur, despite appearing against white, made him look less like a Dalmatian and more like a demonic skeleton dog, echoing his pre-change costume. He shook his head, working the helmet off, and growled into the microphone, howling out the lyrics. The straps clung to his chest as his pecs swelled, lifting his fur out against the harness. In his tight black pants, the bulge of his maleness multiplied, making his knees quiver with lust. Three distinct male bulges pushed down his left leg, over his right hip, and down the right leg, lined up in a row at the base.

Ziz's wings spread wide behind him. The glossy black feathers were large and intimidating. His nose curled out and down, hooking over as his upper lip merged with his nose. His chin pushed outwards and the whole front of his face turned an earthy shade of gray. In just a minute or so, Ziz had a dark brown beak for a mouth. White feathers grew in around his face, over his skull, and down the back of his neck, replacing his hair. Feathers of an otherworldly purple hue filled in around his eyes, giving him the appearance of having put on makeup. The feathers ran over his slim chest, which was growing and swelling by the moment. The feathers ended just below his thickening nipples; below the feathers, ash gray fur grew in instead. Ziz's body shivered, getting larger by the moment. Down the back of his pants, something twisted and curled inside the leather. His hips thickened, stretching the seams. His forearms yellowed, forming bird-like scales. The guitar players fingers turned into talons as his lower body became more feline. And still he played on.

The crowd frothed below them, worshipping the four transforming band members as the primal music surged through the crowd. Their transformations depended on the sexual energy of the people present; the more juiced they became, the more powerful the four demonic-looking hybrids would be and the more willing, entranced, and supple their new playthings would end up.

Tiamat's muzzle opened, revealing a bright red gullet and rows of sharp white teeth. The dragon's neck was longer now, sinuous. Bulging biceps and a wide torso supported her ample breasts, now even larger than before, and the biggest single pair on stage. Horizontal, coal-black scales traveled down her throat and spread over her breasts, covering her cleavage. The rippled scales narrowed over her belly and disappeared between her thighs, contrasting with the ashen gray of the scales coating the rest of her. Her leather bra stretched to contain her ample chest, even as it continued to swell, spilling out of the top and sides. An ominous bulge protruded from the front of hir bikini bottom, which was similarly straining and struggling to hold on around her wide hips. On hir backside, bulges grew out rapidly from between her shoulder blades, sprouting in moments, before unfurling like demonic flags. The wings were bony along the ridges, with gossamer purple-shaded skin strung between the wings instead of feathers.

Aethon whickered madly and thrust her hips in the air. The dark unicorn's body shifted further. Her legs bent the wrong way, turning digitigrade, while her feet pulled in tightly, coalescing and hardening into cloven hooves. She kicked off her shoes and stomped against the stage floor, dancing to and fro with her bass clutched against her growing chest. The front of her jumpsuit split open, revealing the white hair of her pelt from her breasts to her lower belly. A large equine shaft squeezed through the opening and flopped over the unicorns thighs; the long black horse cock had a thick medial ring and flared tip. Minutes later, a heavy set of testicles followed suit, further tearing the leather open. More splits in the seams revealed her arms, legs, and backside. The whole suit was falling apart around her as shi jumped, thrust, and maneuvered around the stage, still perfectly playing the bass line, driving the rest of the band to step up their game.

Barghest screamed into the microphone in front of his, clawing at the guitar, somehow still getting it to play. His body swelled, especially his chest. His torso elongated and muscles shifted, growing in beneath his shaggy black fur. Under his arms, on his sides, a second pair of arms grew out of his skin, fully formed as they extended from his ribcage like a hand pushing through water. The lower set of arms reached for the canine's chest, where another pair of breasts were also developing. Huge and round, with large nipples capping the ends, all four juicy tits bobbed and bounced, with the x-shaped harness crossing his sternum between them all. The nipples were black, sharply contrasting to his thick white pelt. Barghest's chest continued to spread, though, increasing the size of his ribcage dramatically. Shi howled as, on either side of hir head, black noses pushed over the tips of hir fur. The black pants around hir hips stretched and, like Aethon's, gave out. Three dark red doggy cocks flopped free, each at least a foot long and half that thick. The pointed tips dripped pre-cum onto the stage floor as the sole sheath from which all three protruded drew back, freeing the triple knots. The demonic canine howled again as the bulges on hir shoulders formed into small canine heads. The heads grew in size rapidly as the audience lurched towards the stage, trying to be closer to their metal gods. Barghest's two new heads shook themselves out, then smiled. It was strange, having three sets of eyes, three mouths, and three muzzles, but Barghest found it quickly felt natural. Her consciousness expanded across hir three heads, sharing vision and information easily amongst them. Not to mention it helped hir keep track of all hir extra equipment. All three heads sang in harmony, belting out the words with triple the potency of before. With the leather pants gone, the Cerberus's tail snaked back and forth behind hir - literally. Three twining, emerald green snakes twisted and curled behind the canine, each appearing to be a live, fully functional snake with an angrily hissing head at the end. They occasionally snapped at each other, but otherwise moved like canine tails would, in a rhythmic back and forth motion.

Ziz noticed Barghest turn into what looked like Cerberus, but was too busy with hir own playing and transformation to focus much. Like Barghest, a second pair of breasts grew in on the gryphon's chest, under the upper set. There weren't any feathers on the lower set, just the dark black fur of a lion. Hir eagle arms cradled hir guitar as a dark emerald serpent tail grew from hir backside. The tip was a large, flat spade. It weaved about as hir black pants struggled to hold in the bulges in her crotch. The leather was no match for the size of the gryphon's endowments, however, and soon the front split open. Two heavy, fat, ebon cocks flopped free, one on top of the other, each well over a foot long. Fleshy barbs ran along the shafts from under the smooth crown about halfway down the base. They were thick and smooth, guaranteed to make whoever was on the receiving end squirm, as well as helping the gryphon stay locked in to hir playthings. Beneath, a set of meaty testicles draped over the gryphon's thighs, feeding a steady stream of pre-cum to the twin shafts. Ziz's transformation was nearly complete. No longer human, shi was now a full gryphon: eagle head and arms, ash-gray lion body, and the tail of a snake. Shi growled as hir erections throbbed, hardening fully now that they were free from the leather pants. They lifted up into the air, bobbing just below the fat nipples of hir upper pair of breasts.

Aethon's transformation was almost done as well. Like Ziz, shi still had some growing to do. Hir thick horse cock swung side to side, flinging pre-cum onto the stage floor. It was large and thick; despite having only one cock, Aethon had easily the biggest on stage so far. The massive length had a ring of flesh around the middle. Like Ziz's, it was pure black from tip to base, crossed with fat veins. Heavy balls hung below, behind which was the unicorn's aching pussy, already dripping clear honey down hir thighs. Shi humped the air madly as shi played, able to feed directly off the sexual energies of their lust-crazed fans in the pit below. Hir powers surged as shi lowered her head and pointed her horn at the nearest group of music lovers. Dark energy corrupted their minds further and within moments, they were shambling towards the stage, climbing onto it, and kneeling in front of the demonic red and white unicorn. Mouths and hands came to bear on Aethon's stiff cock and balls. Shi spread hir legs, growling with lust as another tongue pressed into her aching pussy. The mindless sex slaves moaned around hir pawing at hir legs and lower belly. They were nothing but tools for hir pleasure now. Shi smiled, revealing sharp white teeth instead of the traditional flat molars.

Tiamat snorted as hir breasts swelled larger yet, still the single biggest pair of the group. Black smoke puffed out of hir nostrils as a large male shaft rose from between hir legs. The sheath from which it protruded was attached to a set of balls so big they hung over the edge of hir small stool and flattened against the floor. The dragon pounded the drums, sending hir bone-grey scaled arms flying through the air with so much force and energy that the sticks ripped through the tops. With a growl of pent up lust, the dragon stood and kicked the bass drum, sending it skidding to the side. Shi demolished the rest of hir equipment, even lifting a cymbal to hir muzzle and chomping down on it, biting clean through the metal, before tossing it to the side. Tiamat grasped hir oversized cock in one hand and scanned the audience, walking to the front of the stage. Hir eyes alighted on a skinny young male getting pounded from both ends by two larger men. Three hand's worth of fingers stretched out, sending hir dark wishes to them, as hir fourth hand stroked hir drooling ebony shaft. Immediately, the corrupted fans grasped the small male and tossed him onto the stage in a pile in front of the dragon.

"I'm... I'm not worthy," the skinny human gasped, getting onto his knees.

Tiamat's ferocious smile beamed down at him. "Ah," the dragon said, one of hir four large hands lowering to the back of the human's head, "it's so nice having pets who know their places."

With a thrust, shi impaled hir stalk in the human's throat, forcing his lips to stretch around hir oversized member. His fingers clutched at the base and pulled at hir incredible testicles, each the size of a bowling ball and just as heavy. The human's throat distended, but somehow fit the oversized shaft with surprising ease. After all, what use were all these endowments if there wasn't anyone who could take them? Fortunately, their adoring playthings - formerly, their adoring audience - were suitably altered by the same magic that gifted the band members.

Ziz was next to stop playing. The gryphon's twin shafts flexed and jerked with need. Hir guitar went sailing to the side, crashing into the wall and splintering. Hir wings spread and, with a few powerful flaps, the double-endowed herm launched into the air. Hir red eyes were sharper than before, able to see both in the dark and for great distances. Like a hawk circling its prey, the gryphon soared over the crowd. Shi nose-dived down, aiming for a small empty patch amidst the squirming, moaning, writhing bodies. Skidding to a halt, shi spread hir wings fully behind hir to slow hir speed. A dozen enraptured fans crawled to hir; shi picked two tight-looking women and picked one up in each hand. Ziz loved how big and powerful shi was; so much taller and larger than these pathetic humans. The women squirmed and wriggled in Ziz's grasp as shi brought them to over hir twin shafts, maneuvering them into place as shi dropped to hir knees. The women lay beneath hir, one on top of the other, as shi humped forward, spearing both at the same time. They cried out as their bellies distended with the size of the gryphon's erections, as more fans began to lick and kiss over hir heavy balls from behind. Shi encouraged this, using hir serpent tail to pull them in closer.

Back on stage, Barghest's transformation completed. Over eleven feet tall now, the Cerberus had two pairs of massive breasts and three hard, 36-inch-long doggycocks, each with a softball-sized knot. Unlike Ziz, shi set hir guitar down gently before crouching and sniffing the air. The hunt was on... and in the crowded stadium of 10,000 corrupted, mindlessly sex-addicted fans, the hunt would be plentiful. Barghest launched hirself into the crowd, pinning several people beneath hir body. They moaned and whimpered, begging for their new god to take them. The canine was only too happy to oblige three at a time.

The music stopped, but the orgy didn't. The dark unicorn's nearly three-foot cock surged down throat after throat, each time leaving hir toys pumped full of horse cum. Bellies swollen, they would greedily beg for more, loving the treatment even more than Aetheon loved dishing it out. Mouths weren't enough for hir aching pussy; soon shi was fucking one male and screwing another female, moving through the crowds as shi left the stage, a trail of bloated and moaning playthings behind hir. The story was the same for the other three as they pleasured their overwhelmed fans well into the morning hours. With every new toy the band claimed, their hold on their demonic powers solidified. They eventually ended up near the stage again as the last few worshippers tottered nearby, dead on their feet with exhaustion and still begging for more despite themselves.

"And now?" Ziz asked. The gryphon was crouched on the stage with a wailing woman pinned beneath hir. Both fat shafts plunged the woman's ass and pussy roughly, filling hir with sizzling white demon seed. She clutched at the gryphon's hips, trying to pull her new god in deeper and deeper.

Barghest lay on hir back while half a dozen men and women pleasured hir triple cocks. The canine's right-most head lifted to reply.

"Now... we do whatever we like."

Aethon sighed as shi came again. Cum poured over the chin of the attractive woman on hir knees in front of the unicorn; after a few more pulses, cum poured from hir nostrils as well. The unicorn shoved hir hips forward, grinding hir cock in deeper. "Don't worry about spilling!" shi gasped. "There's plenty more where that came from." Turning hir head, shi grinned at Ziz. "I've already picked a few out that I'm taking on the tour bus."

Tiamat clambered up the stairs on the side of the stage. A young man hung on hir cock, impaled by its length, his belly and chest distended. His arms hung down and his mouth drooled; moans of ecstasy rose into the air as the dragon slowly pulled him off, letting him drop onto the stage in a heap, with gallons of cum gushing from his gaping ass. He moaned and thanked his new mistress; shi leaned over and patted his head.

Puffs of black smoke curled from hir nostrils. "I think we've proved how much fun Hell on Earth can be."

Barghest's other heads lifted. "We've made a good start, but there are more to convert," said the left one. The right one continued: "We can change them, if we like..." "Make them into perfect playthings for our amusement..."

Aethon lifted a cloven hoof and placed it against the woman's shoulder. The human's eyes bulged as cum pumped steadily down into her swollen belly. The unicorn pushed, and inch after inch of fat horse cock slithered free of the human's throat. The woman collapsed onto the stage, barely conscious of anything but the unicorn's maleness, dripping cum from every hole. She moaned and reached for her god's hoof, kissing and caressing the keratin.

"I will have harems," the unicorn said. Hir eyes blazed with desire.

The gryphon pulled free of the cute, wriggling female already begging for more, and shot a few loads of cum onto her backside, then stood and flapped hir wings.

"Let's get started."

The end