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Carla vaguely realized that she had hastily left her bag back on the bus. To her credit, she was now running as fast as her powerful lioness legs could carry her. As far as Carla was concerned, she could not get away fast enough.

For the most part, the bus ride had been typical affair Carla had been accustomed to. She had taken a seat by herself near the middle, minding her own business as students her own age had a rowdy good time in the back half. Even the sudden thump and shake of the bus was usual; after all, the streets in this part of town weren't perfect by any means.

No, it was the sudden ear-splitting screech of screaming metal as the back end of the bus was torn off that signified everything going to hell. People were yelling and screaming as a large, black fur-covered being popped into the bus through the opening and snatched up a boy that just happened to be close to the hole. Scared breathless, Carla watched wide-eyed as the beast's claws tore at the squealing mouse boy's body before she sunk down into her seat.

Carla heard a yell of surprise from the direction of the driver. The bus suddenly swerved one way, then the other in overcompensation. Seconds later the entire vehicle came to an abrupt stop, throwing Carla against the seat in front of her. The sound of the crash was deafening. Carla found herself stunned but had just enough presence of mind to shield herself as shattered glass rained down from the windows.

The female lion's head was ringing, but as the sound slowly dissipated it was replaced by a chorus of screaming youth who were frightened and injured. Slowly, Carla raised herself up to peer towards the back of the bus. Upon looking, she immediately regretted her decision.

The mysterious and hulking beast was cackling with sadistic pleasure. he held his prize, the bloodied and nude boy, off of the ground with one hand. It looked as though he had penetrated the mouse from behind and was savagely thrusting into him. The mouse was squealing and crying, trying fruitlessly to slip free of the beast's grip. For some reason Carla couldn't quite comprehend, another male on the bus charged towards the monster. It's reaction like a casual backhanded strike, but the force of it dismembered the charging male, spraying blood across the mangled roof of the bus.

Carla decided she would rather try fleeing than staying any longer in the wrecked vehicle. Staying low, she scrambled down the center of the bus towards the front. She whimpered as she had to crawl over bodies of those who had been close to the front of the bus and the impact site of the crash; she couldn't tell if they were still alive, but she decided there was no time to find out for sure. The fate of the bus driver was very clear, however, as she edged past his mangled body. A hysterical chuckle bubbled up from her chest as she found the bus's door open just wide enough for her to slip free of the deathtrap.

Carla ran faster than she had ever run before. Considering she had a predator's build, it was quite fast indeed. She spared only a glance over her shoulder to look at the bus. At that moment, two more of the black monsters flitted down onto the top of the bus, their huge black wings carrying them effortlessly. They tore into the bus's roof and plucked free more screaming victims. Carla had escaped just in time.

The lioness maintained a pace she knew she4 could not keep forever, but she was frantic. She wasn't even away of which direction she was heading, just that she wanted to be away. Unfortunately, the more she ran, the more she realized that her bus had not been an isolated incident. Everywhere she looked, there were signs of damage, fire, and destruction. The monsters seemed to be everywhere.

Carla turned into an alleyway, knowing that she would soon need to hide and rest. She ran deep into the alley, between old buildings and away from the streets. Finally she stopped next to an old dumpster that looked as though it had not seen use in years, doubling over and trying to catch her breath.

Moments later, a large black hand firmly closed around Carla's neck. She let out a desperate, vicious hiss, clawing at the fingers around her throat without effect. She was effortlessly lifted from the ground by her neck and turned to face her captor. For the first time, she got a good close look at one of the flying beasts. The features of its head and upper body seemed mostly canine, save for the sharp, curved horns protruding from its skull. It wore a large, toothy grin as it looked down at her, its bat-like wings spread out behind it in triumph.

As it pulled her closer, Carla lashed out with her powerful legs, kicking frantically at its body. She gave up on her assault moments later when it became apparent that she was only hurting herself striking at the rock hard creature. Its muzzle opened as it drew close to her face, long, slimy, snake-like tongue coiling around her face. Carla wretched from the smell as much as the thought of that thing's tongue touching her. Seizing the opportunity, the tongue slipped into her mouth and burrowed down into her throat. Carla screamed in outrage around the mouthful, biting down as hard as she possibly could. The rubbery flesh stoically absorbed the bite before expanding its thickness, forcing her jaw open even wider. She could taste the tongue's slime as it writhed throughout her mouth, the thickness in her throat making it difficult to breathe.

Still holding her aloft, the beast's free hand gripped firmly at her shirt before effortlessly tearing it away from her body and then moving to the next piece of clothing. In moments, she was completely naked, trapped in the monster's grip as its tongue probed her. Desperate, Carla reached up, her sharp claws digging hard into the beast's eyes. She'd expected it to reel back, at the very least roar in pained outrage or surprise. Instead, it slowly withdrew its tongue, leering down at her with undamaged eyes and laughing.

Breathing heavily, Carla let out her own roar and spat in the demon's face.

Carla grunted, stunned after having been thrown roughly onto the old closed dumpster. Before she could react, the monster had grabbed her ankles, pulling her halfway off the edge. She tried to kick and flail but was unable to break free. Her breath caught when she finally noticed the rest of the beast's body; powerful, thick digitigrade legs, covered in the same black fur and tipped with hooves. At his groin was not one but two large dicks, one above the other, shaped like nothing Carla had seen before. Almost like an amalgamation of multiple species. She braced herself as well as she could as the tip of his lower penis slid along her labia, coating her opening in his disgusting pre.

Nothing could have prepared Carla for the sensation of the demon's cock abruptly penetrating her to the cervix and destroying her hymen while stretching her with its girth and barbs. Her upper body slammed back against the dumpster, paralyzed with pain. She screamed louder than she had ever screamed in her life.

The demon cackled triumphantly, wasting no time in pulling out to the tip then slamming back in. With each thrust there was also his upper cock, its length sliding along her clit and over her pubis, giving a very real illustration of just how deep he was inside of her at any given moment. Carla could only whimper and yowl as she was savagely fucked.

Carla was drifting on the edge of unconsciousness as the intense pain slowly began to shift. She realized with horror that her body was adjusting to the intrusion; with the added stimulus to her clit, she was actually starting to feel pleasure. Tears streamed down the sides of her face as involuntary gasps escaped her lips with each lunge. Her claws clung desperately to the top of the dumpster, the intoxicating mix of intense pain and pleasure surging through her body.

The monster let out an appreciative growl, his large cocks suddenly erupting. The one inside pulsed, sliding in deep before spilling hot liquid inside Carla like a garden hose. At the same time, the dick outside had a similar output, painting the lion's midsection with pearlescent slime. The demon released her legs and pulled out, both cocks twitching and spurting their remnants onto her pussy.

Panting heavily, Carla lay there knowing that if she wanted to escape, now was the only opportunity she might get, no matter how futile. Unfortunately, it seemed that any muscles below her waist had no desire to respond. She cried out in frustration, her hands scrabbling on the dumpster as she tried to pull herself away.

The beast casually flipped Carla face down, planting a hand on her back that smashed her breasts down against the dumpster. Her jaw dropped at the feel of hot tips pressing against her pussy and tail-hole at the same time just before being penetrated in both holes. The intense pleasure-pain returned, now mixed with the pressure and agony of a suddenly filled ass.

The frenzied humping of this position made Carla's earlier experience seem casual. She grunted loudly through gritted teeth with each plunge of the exotic dicks into her innards. What was actually only a few minutes seemed to stretch into hours, thick barbed shafts sliding in and out, in and out.

Finally, with one last thrust, the monster came again. Knots that had not been there moments before suddenly swelled, locking both cocks into Carla's body and stretching her even more. She moaned as both members injected loads of hot cum into her, letting out a pitiful mew as the pressure of the liquids built up inside. When the shafts twitched and throbbed she felt like they were going to tear her in two. The sensation was enough to propel her body into orgasm. her entire existence seemed to convulse, her consciousness exploding with pleasure.

It was there, with the demon trapped inside of her, her mind muddled in a haze of excruciating ecstasy, that Carla reluctantly surrendered. She groaned with each jostle and bump as the demon spread its wings and took off out of the alley, the young lioness still impaled on its members. As the city flew by beneath them, Carla gradually blacked out.

Carla woke up in the same small room she had been in for the past six months. Her hands caressed her swollen stomach. There was no doubt any longer that the kicking and moving she felt inside was anything other than her master's gracious gift of life. Her sensitive breasts were even further proof. She purred loudly, her hands slipping between her legs to prepare herself for her master's return.

The lion's gaze languidly shifted towards the room's door as it burst open. Into the room strolled her master, looking as glorious as the day he had freed her from her former life. Carla mewed eagerly, crawling on her hands and knees up to the demon and kneeling before him. She clutched both of his cocks, one in each hand, firmly stroking. She wrapped her lips around the head of his lower dick, suckling as her tongue lapped at the hole to swallow any pre she could get at. The upper member pressed against her forehead, its liquids wetting the fur on her face.

Carla squealed gleefully when her master came for her. Her face became coated with cum, but the real treat for her was swallowing down mouthfuls of her master's seed. For as long as she could remember, the master's cum had been her sole source of sustenance. A small voice in her head from her past life screamed about how preposterous that idea was. She smiled up at her master, noting mentally that it was that same past voice that swore demons couldn't exist.

Carla quashed the voice down into oblivion, moving back to her hands and knees and lifting her tail to present herself. She mewed happily when her master knelt behind her, his massive hands gripping her waist in preparation to penetrate.

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