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The Demon Blanket for Nexii_Vanadis by Draconicon

Skyla shook her head at the packaged-up demon on the floor of her office. He wasn't whimpering, like most of her patients would do in the same scenario, nor was he saying much. Then again, the silken gag over his mouth probably did a great deal to keep whatever twisted words he had to say from coming out.

The silver fox leaned back in her chair as she considered what to do with the incubus. Initially, she'd thought that having something like that this around would be an interesting toy, or some sort of tool she could use to keep her patients satisfied while they were out on the table, but seeing it now...well, she was having second thoughts, to say the least. The hungry looks he kept giving her, the way that he looked out the door towards the kenneled animals, ranging from wolves to tigers and other big creatures; it all screamed that he would be too much of a troublemaker around the office.

"You know, you really should have come with more of a warning."

"Mmmph! Mmmph-mm."

"Uh huh. And do you have any reason why I shouldn't just keep you in that package for the rest of your life?"

"Mmmm?"

She sighed, shaking her head. That was the problem, wasn't it? He was too big to be left in the package, and she didn't want to have to deal with the mess he'd cause. Not to mention that he'd be able to reach her or the creatures in their dreams, just waiting to feed if he wasn't kept under control. Quite the dilemma...

"I guess I'll just have to - ohhhh, wait a second..."

Skyla's face lit up as she remembered something. The fox hadn't touched the goods that her friends working in the alchemy laboratoryhad sent her for some time, but if there was any left...

"I'll be right back."

Darting out of the room and leaving the confused demon behind, Skyla made her way to the medicine chamber in the back of the office. The various cabinets were locked tight, but she wasn't getting something out of them. No, instead, she was going for one of the drawers on the far side. It wasn't very big, but in the bottom drawer, she had a false bottom built in. Removing the fake part, she revealed several syringes. Most were empty, but there was one that was still full.

Plenty for her purposes.

After pocketing it and shutting the drawer, she walked back to the exam room. The demon was still waiting for her, and he looked up with more than a little confusion on his face. Skyla only smiled at him.

She squatted down by the demon. He looked surprisingly small in the crate, but she knew that was only because of the positioning he was in, kept so cramped and halfway bent over himself. If he were to stand up, she was pretty sure he would be looking down on her. Not that unfamiliar a situation, but considering the difference in power, still something she would like to avoid.

Stroking a finger down his neck, she dragged it over his shoulder and down his arm. It took some prodding and poking, but she eventually found his veins, and rubbed at it with her fingers.

"Do you know why I became a vet, little demon?"

The incubus shook his head.

"I've always loved the feeling of fur. The sensation of it rubbing down my arms, the feeling of it spread between my fingers. Mmmm, and the feeling of it rubbing against my thighs when I lay down on it. Oh, you have no idea how good that feels, I bet. The idea of handling it all day long, of helping it stay healthy...it was a dream job.

"And you know, I have some friends that feel the same way about fur. Which is why I have this."

She tugged the syringe out of her pocket, holding it in front of the creature's eyes. They followed the capped off needle with every little twitch the fox gave it, and watched the silvery fluid in the reservoir in the back of it. Skyla made sure that the demon got a very good look before pulling it back, laying it down on a table as she pulled out a makeshift tourniquet.

"When you're around fur-lovers, it's a little bit hard to get legal varieties of it, so they gave me a lovely little solution. A brilliant thing, really; it converts anything that it is injected to into a fur blanket. Whether it's a tiger, or a wolf, or some exotic animal, it becomes a lovely fur blanket version of itself. Just imagine the possibilities."

With her fingers on his arm, she could feel the demon's pulse racing. Good, she thought. Let him sweat a little about what's going to happen.

"Now, we're used to using this on wild creatures, but it should work about the same with you. Then again, you are a demon; you might become the pelt of the last thing that you fed from. Hmm, now what might that be, I wonder? Some sort of feline? Or maybe you had some exotic wolf around...Mmmm, I can't wait to see what you'll become."

He was squirming in the bindings now, and she could see that he was getting more nervous by the second. That was good; that meant that his heart would be beating faster, and the potion that they'd made would get through his body quicker. Just what she wanted.

Probing his vein one more time, she uncapped the needle for the injection, and held it poised above his arm. The demon looked absolutely horrified, but she just chuckled, shaking her head a few times.

"Don't worry. When this is done, you won't have anything to worry about. You won't even have anything to think about. I'll be doing everything for you, by then."

And with that, she jabbed the needle into his arm. He winced - probably because she'd been far from gentle - but that didn't matter. All that she cared about was the result as she started forcing the solution into his body. She could already see the color changing in his soft skin, going from a wintery pale to something much more...wild. The soft gray-black that was on so many of the winter creatures was a lovely sight, and as it thickened up under her fingers and around the needle, she chuckled.

"Oooh, you will be beautiful. And so, so soft..."

She petted his arm as she withdrew the needle, the fox's smile getting bigger as the incubus began to change even further. As the spreading fur thickened and changed color, she could feel his arm slowly getting less and less thick. The fox ran her hands along his bicep, and almost purred at the feeling of muscle and tissue disappearing beneath the fur. She pressed her hands together, and it almost felt like he was crumpling beneath her touch.

It was happening in his chest, as well. It was like looking at the wasting sickness in some of the animals that came in from the wild, as their bodies had started devouring themselves in order to feed the rest. Bit by bit, his chest seemed to cave in, the potion feeding on bone, muscle, and everything else. But in return, the fur spread all over his chest, and as she ran her fingers over it, the fox moaned at the feeling of such wonderful softness, such amazing smoothness beneath them.

He looked up at her with utter confusion and greatest terror, but she ignored that; Skyla was used to seeing that in her patients, so why would a demon's fear matter to her in the slightest? Instead, she reached up to his restraints, undoing them and pulling the rapidly weakening demon from his prison. He reached up for her with his unchanged arm, but she pulled it away, dropping him to the floor.

Her own need continued to grow as she looked down at him, feeling her intense love of fur grow hotter and hotter in her chest. Her hands ran down her sides, stopping at her waist as she watched it continue to creep over him. The infamous cock of the incubus was overtaken by the wintery coat, buried in it before it began shrinking away. She lifted a foot and stepped on it, pushing it further and further inside of the collapsing demon.

It wasn't long before it was completely flat, with so much of the body taken up with fur and flatness. Soon, only the horned head remained, and Skyla couldn't resist any longer. Panting softly, the fox finally undid the straps holding her clothing together, and threw them off. As it hit the floor with a thump, she flung herself down on the fur blanket - with a demon head - that her captive had become.

"You...will be mine..."

He looked like he was trying to speak, but as she pressed her hands down against his chest - flattening him still further - all he could do was wheeze. The fur crept up his throat, and his head was dragged upwards. Skyla lay her nude body down on top of the incubus, her breasts almost in his face. She could see him reaching forward with sucking motions of his lips, and she chuckled.

"You want it so bad, but it's not yours to take. You've lost all your power, incubus. You are mine, now, and you'll stay mine until I'm tired of you."

His head kept staring at her, the fur running up over his mouth and taking away his lips...then his nose...and finally his eyes. His head finally settled down, just as much a part of the fur blanket as the rest of his body at that point, and Skyla giggled to herself as she sat up.

Immediately she moaned at the feeling of the many bits of hairs working together to stroke over her. It was like a hundred little fingers dragging along her thighs, rubbing her and teasing her. Her legs spread, lowering herself over the blanket until she was nearly doing the splits, and she had her hands spread up over the blanket. If the incubus had still kept his form, her hands would be on his shoulders, she realized.

Mmmm, maybe he could give me a bit more fun before I put him away...

Unable to help herself, she gathered up the bits of fur at the top of the blanket, and then reached back and did the same with the bit at the end. She tugged it upwards -

"Oooooooh, yes."

And immediately felt that wonderful, soft, sleek coat against her sex. The fox's toes curled in pleasure, and she leaned her head back in utter bliss. Her fingers tightened around the fur, feeling it run between them, and she started dragging the fur between her legs, pulling the blanket back and forth between her thighs. If anyone had been watching, it would almost look like she was toweling off down there, but with this...

Her body was wracked with shudders of pleasure, and her ears pulled back as she growled in need. Her sex dripped over her new fur blanket, and she pulled it up tighter against her, feeling the friction building up against her as much as the softness. This, this was the proper use of an incubus; not as an office tool, but as a means for her to get some of this frustration out, and to actually make her feel good.

Skyla rocked her hips back and forth, thrusting harder and harder against the fur blanket, and she imagined it reaching back to her, rubbing against her even as her hands went still. She bit her lips, trying to hold back her moans, but she knew that she was already on the verge of collapse. Her head leaned back as she humped her hips forward, grinding against the blanket again and again until -

"Ooooh!"

She came hard, nearly falling forward onto the blanket, and only just stopped herself by throwing her arms out. The fur fell to the ground, scrunched up between her legs, and it took her almost a minute to disentangle herself from it and stand up.

"Ooooh yes...you're going to be a good one..."

The End