A Fullmoon Snack
This story is a result of me wanting to try something different than usual, and since it's my first try on this kind of, please criticize it all you want^^
Anyway, this story contain sexual intercourse between a demon and a wolf, vore and death.
Anyone under 18 should go away now. To the rest of you perverts: Enjoy!^^
A Fullmoon Snack
The full moon was nearly at it's peek on the sky, and sent out a dim light over a sleeping world. I sat calmly high up in the air, at the edge of a tall cliff over a small forest and watched the moon rising, my long tail swinging lazily from side to side.
I like watching the moon; it's one of the few beautiful things in this damn surface-world. It helps me stress down and relax a little bit, and makes the unvoluntary stay here a little more bearable.
Let me explain.
My name is Devian and I'm a demon. Not a big bossy demon, but not a worthless little git either. Just a demon. And the reason why I'm up here in this cold, boring heavenhole instead of down in the warm, comfortable pits of Hell is simple: I just can't watch my mouth. I just had to piss off the Old Grumpy One. Well, it wasn't actually my fault. Old Belsebub always says that I should go out and fight, rape and eat angels, instead of raping and eating the smaller demons. You see, Hell and Heaven has always been at war with eachother, and the Old One sends us out to war in his name, instead of doing something, or anything, himself. But, I don't like them "Oh I'm the goodiest in the world"-angels. They're so shiny and cold. And why, WHY in the name of the Old One, do they have to play harps as they battle?!? Can't they play any better instruments, like guitars or drums, like us demons. I'm actually quite a decent drummer; too bad I left my skull-drums back in Hell. My brother has probably ruined them already. But, that's beside the point. In short, I was kicked out.
I streched my long, red-scaled body and let out a groan of boredom, accompanied by a loud rumbling from my hungry stomach. Sure, watching the moon is nice, but now I needed something to eat. Flapping a little with my large, dark purple wings, I prepared to take off. Then I stopped. I senced something. Something...furry. A satisfying smile spread across my muzzle.
With my demonic sences, I could see a young female wolf, not more than seventeen or eighteen, walking through the small forest along a path. I reasoned she was going home from a friend or something. My smile widened. Too bad she wouldn't get home..
Rising to my full five meters, I flapped my wings and dove from the cliff, heading steeply down into the forest. As I did that, I locked my sences on the girl and, with a spasm that disrupted my flying for a second, sent out a psychic impulse. A moment later it struck back at me and more than disrupted my flying; I crashed straight into a tree with great force. Lying on the ground, I shook my head franticly to clear my thoughts.
No matter how many times you did it, you were just never prepared for the sheer amount of memories that flowed your mind. Pushing the girl's memories to the back of my mind, I got to my feet. I had gotten what I wanted to know. Concentrating my psychic power, I began changing form. I focused on a picture put together from the girl's thoughts: Her ultimate dream guy. The change of form was kinda necesarry. At my arrival on the surface, I had quickly reasoned that the surface-creatures were way too small for me to fit into. That is, I realiced it after a rather nasty incident, one that I will not tell about now. Plus, it made the hole thing a lot more fun, to play with the creature's primitive mind.
I shuddered as my body shrunk to less than a third of my normal size, and orange and black striped fur spread over my beautiful red scales. My entire figure got fuzzy and sickly cute, from the small, white toeballs to the long, thin tail, to the small, round ears at the top of my head. I looked down at my body. Kinda sexy, I had to admit, in a very weird way. Well, if this body could get me some pleasure and a meal, I could endure this tickling feeling of fur. If you haven't already guessed it, I had become what the surface-livers call a tiger. Smiling to myself, I checked the girl's thoughts in the back of my head. She was getting close to my location. Showtime...
The gravel crunched under my naked paws as I walked out on the path and began walking towards the girl to intercept her. Rounding a turn, she was there, maybe ten meters in front of me. She stopped instantly, her eyes widening with awe at my nude body, I could see the surprise in her eyes giving way to a lusty, transfixed stare. I chuckled to myself. She had no chance of resisting, no one could resist their deepest wet dreams.
I walked slowly, painfuly slowly towards her, enjoying her transfixed blue eyes meeting my hazel ones. Reaching her, I wrapped a paw around her head, pulled her muzzle into mine, my lips softly embracing hers as my tounge parted her lips and slithered into her mouth, wrapping itself around her own. She didn't struggle the least, she just let herself fall into my embrace. Minutes later, she moaned loudly as our lips finally parted again, a hypnoticed, lusty glimt in her eyes. I smiled and reached down to her stomach, grabbing a piece of her clothing. She barely reacted when I tore the clothes off her with unnatural strength, she just reached down and poked curiously at my sheat. I let out a low purr in response, but in my mind I laughed loudly. Lord, these creatures were so easy to play!
I looked gently into her eyes, knowing that she was nearly drowning in mine. "What is your name?" I purred, though I already knew it. I just loved to play her. In my mind, I mimiced every little movement of her lips as she spoke her name, due to me knowing absolutely everything about her. "It's...Carrie.", she moaned softly. "Devian", I whispered and smiled warmly, barely managing to hold my face straight as I laughed even louder inside. No matter how many times I do that, it's always so funny to mimic them. Slowly, ever so slowly, I guided my paw down to her waist and placed them under her hips, gently lifting her up. She shivered lightly in exitement as I guided my thick, glistening member towards her wet entrance. Placing the tip of my cock at her completely soaked folds, I looked deeply into her beautiful eyes and got a lustfilled stare back.
"Please...Come inside me...", she whimpered impatiently up at me. I was more than happy to oblige and began driving my throbbing member into her, as she threw her arms around my neck and whimpered louder. By the devil, she was tight! Sure, I've had demons, angels and furs that were tight too, but this girl had to be the number one. It felt like her sex was sucking me, squeezing me, she was so fucking tight! Then I suddenly discovered something else. I gave out a surprised groan, as Carrie howled in pleasurefilled pain and my mind cackled a maniac laughter in pure pleasure. Through all the overwhelming information, one thing had gotten past me: This girl, that was already so indescribably tight and pleasuring, was also a virgin! I swear, that was nearly too much, I was a hair from cumming right there and then. Somehow, don't ask me how, I managed to hold it in and began humping her hard and fast. That was, until she came herself a moment later and splattered her juices all over my groin. Then I came, long and hard. Her folds clamped down on my cock, pinning it in a vice grip, milking me dry. I howled out as I sprayed my semen into her, painting her inside with the sticky fluid. Her tight hole couldn't even contain the amount of sperm that came shooting out of my cock, it began pouring out of her and gathered in a pool below us. My current body completely exhausted, I dropped to my knees and let her slid off my cock and down on the ground. She lay there panting hard for a long time before she sat up, supporting herself with her arms. Her sweat-soaked body was beautiful in the moonlight, her fur shining brightly like silver. I just sat there on my knees, letting the waves of pleasure fade away before I slowly rose to my feet. She looked up at me, giggling childishly. "Wow...that was amazing...", she purred. I smiled warmly, then my smile faded slightly.
"I'm sorry, but I'm gonna eat you now."
She looked puzzled at first, then she smiled tiredly and spread her legs. My mind nearly died laughing. Damn, this creature was just so hilarious! My tiger body merely smiled and shook my head slowly. "Sorry Carrie, not that way." Now she looked even more puzzled. Smiling even wider, I concentrated my energy..
Her eyes widened in shock as my body spasmed violently and began changing. My form began slowly growing, as a thick, dark red liquid began spreading over my body and became hard to form my beloved, scaled skin. My tail thickened and grew longer, with two thick horns on the end. Long, twisted horns grew out everywhere on my body: Down my spine, on my shoulders, two on my forehead. Even my sheat was covered in small teeths, though not as pointy as the other horns. My neck stretched out, until my trashing head was nearly a meter over my shoulders, fitted on a lean, powerful demon-neck. My muzzle became thinner and longer, and my hazel eyes slowly turned blood red. I finally stopped growing, and looked down at the fur below me. She looked terrified up at me, a five, six with the neck and head, meter tall demon in all my terrible glory. I smiled devilishly down at her. "What...what are you..?", she stuttered as she crawled backwards away from me. I walked slowly after her, smile widening, enjoying seeing her crawling before me. "Me? I'm a demon. And you are my snack." Hearing that, the wolf stumbled to her feet and tried to run away on her tired legs. She only got a few meters before my hand sweeped down and grabbed her, lifting her into the air by her legs. She squirmed and punched her fists at the long, clawed fingers around her legs, but I held her firmly and lifted her slowly up until she was hanging directly over my mouth. Seeing that, she writhed and squirmed even more to get out of my grip, but to no avail. I lowered her carefuly into my mouth, taking care to avoid my teeth. My tounge whirled around her, gripping her and pushing her down my throat. My throatmuscles embraced her tightly and began pushing her further down. I gave a slight gag as she gave a hard kick at my uvula, before her feet dissapeared.
I snickered; so, there was still a little fight left in her. I like that kind of girls..
Finally, I heard a muffled splash as the wolf dropped into my stomach. With my sences, I could "see" her curling up, sobbing quietly to herself.
For the next half hour I just sat there on the muddy ground, silently, listening to her sobbing and whimpering. She was undoubtably taking it better than the last one; she had been punching and screaming at my stomach for so long that I had to come down there and bite her head off. It's a bit hard to explain, but it involves turning my head inside out and down my throat. Not a pleasent thing to do.
After a few more minutes, Carrie's breath was beginning to get a little ragged and forced. She was probably running out of air, or my stomach juices had began burning her lower skin. I was beginning to think about releasing some painkilling endorphines into my stomach, just to ease her pain. Then I felt her looking up.
"Devian...will I become a...like you..?", she whispered.
I smiled to myself. No, she wouldn't become a demon. Quite the opposite, actually.
"No."
Silence. Why did I have a feeling this wouldn't be the last time I saw her. I shook my head. Who knows, maybe she would be the one finally taking me down. I snickered at the thought. Then came a whisper up from my throat, gentle words I had never expected to hear, that nearly made my heart stop, or at least skip a beat:
"Devian, I think I", she coughed gently"..Love you."
Then the voice gasped lightly for air, and stopped breathing.
My mouth opened in a silent sigh, then I uttered four words that I had never thought I would say, and to my surprise, I realiced I meant every word. "I love you too.", I said as I rose to my feet, a single, blood red tear running down my cheek. A thin, blue stream of light penetrated through the thick clouds on the sky and hit my stomach. I cringed over, and saw a thin, white steam leave my stomach and dissapear with the light. "Heaven has just got a new angel.", I whispered as I rubbed gently at my stomach. Then I licked the salty-tasting drop off my chin, spread my wings and flew off, towards the full moon.