Call of the Incubus
Call of the Incubus
By Rowyin Darkwulf
All characters © me
Proofread and edited by Si "Evertide" M.
They had no idea what they were up against. There was no way they could keep him locked up for even a short period of time. Their overconfidence would be their undoing.
He looked around the small room he was imprisoned in, testing the strength of the special bindings in which they had his arms and legs locked. They held up to his strength and they negated most of his powers...but not all. Even at this facility were they not capable of discovering all of the abilities such an incubus as him had.
He sat there in the restraining contraption they had put him in, his arms and legs held in an X. The contraption even prevented him from changing his appearance, leaving him stuck in his main form. He looked much like a wolf, his finely muscled body covered in red fur. Out of his back sprouted two large bat wings like those of a bat, which were also kept restrained together. His tail slowly swayed behind him as he contemplated his escape. And of course, they had him sitting naked in the cold room...not that he minded being naked.
He sat still, closing his eyes and reaching out into the building with his mind. He knew that if he could find the right kind of fur he'd be able to escape. He systematically searched each floor of the building he was being held in, so far only finding captives and guards. His mind searched the testing labs next, but most were empty, seeing as it was rather late at night for lab techs and scientists to be working, until he came upon one lab...
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The small mouse sighed as she looked over her work. This was not her night. If things kept going as they were, she would never get to go home and get some sleep. She tossed the contents of the beaker into the trash, but stopped herself before going back to work. "I think I need a break..." she said to no one in particular, standing up and heading to the employee lounge. She tossed a few coins into the coffee vendor and then went over to a mirror mounted on one of the walls as her coffee filled. She sighed again, this time at her appearance. Like most of her species she was small in stature as well as everything else. She was barely four and half feet with no chest and almost as straight a figure as a beanpole. It was no wonder why she never found any men interested in her; her shyness certainly didn't help.
She stepped back over to the coffee machine and reached for her cup, but stopped suddenly. There was a sudden undeniable urge that she needed to do something. She started to walk, her mind confused as to where she was going. Her vision blurred as the urge grew inside her, her body following a path through the building on its on accord. Be fore she knew what she was doing she had swiped her keycard through one of the readers in the supernatural captives area, opening the door and stepping into the room, the guards outside paying no attention to her. The door closed nosily behind her as she walked towards the lone occupant of the room, the large nude red wolf restrained in the device her company made. The wolf had his eyes closed, but as she moved closer, they slowly opened, peering directly into the mouse's own. She felt as though he were staring right into her soul, reading her every thought and desire.
She soon found herself slowly approaching the raised platform that the restraining device sat upon, stepping up next to him. He was huge in comparison to her, almost twice her height, and looked as if he could easily break her in half with even the slightest touch. Her eyes fell on his exposed sheath, a gasp escaping her lips when she realized how big it was. It alone was nearly the size of a Coke can, his balls large and looking heavy as they hung between his legs. Her hand reached up to his chest, fingers tracing through the fur and feeling his muscles, a strange compulsion to touch the male in front of her running through her mind. Her ears perked up when she heard something resonate through the room. It was slow and rather melodic, and was coming from above her head. She looked up to see what this male being was saying as he continued to stare into her.
"Release me..." he said, his voice alluring, calming any suspicions she could have had.
She stepped down from the platform, walked to a nearby console, and typed in a password she didn't even think she knew. The restraints around the wolf's arms and legs unclamped with a command from the computer, the wing-clips around his wings unclasping and falling to the ground with a loud clattering sound. He stepped away from his short-lived prison, stretching his legs and rubbing the wrists on both of his arms. He looked over to the mouse, who was staring at him in confusion, and started to walk her way. She cowered slightly as he approached, not sure what he was going to do to her now that he was free. He stopped moving right in front of her, looking her over almost as if he were the scientist and she were the test subject.
"What is your name?" he asked, this time his voice deep, having lost the alluring and melodic tone.
She shuddered a bit, but manages to find her tongue. "It...It's Claire...Claire Highland..." She hesitated for a second before adding in, "What are you?"
He chuckled in response. "My name is Dirihannon...and I can be anything you want me to be...a manifestation of your deepest desires...or just a figment of your imagination..." He replied with a smirk. His hand reached up to her head, his talon-like claws gently stroking across her face. 'I know what it is you want...' she heard in her head, but it was not her own mind saying it. She looked up to him with a look of confusion, blinking quickly. To her it seemed as if the blink lasted forever, and when her eyes opened she was no longer in the containment cell.
She looked around, not seeing the sterile white walls of the cell, but the nicely decorated ones of her own bedroom. She gave Dirihannon another confused look, but then gasped as she felt his hands encircle her waist, lifting her off her feet as he brought her head level with his own. He pressed his muzzle against hers, kissing her lustily. Her mind knew she should try to push him away and escape, but to her surprise she was responding to the kiss with just as much vigor as the wolf was. This was what she wanted, to be taken by a powerful male, to be ravished in bed, and it was happening.
She felt one of his hands slide down to the waistband of her skirt, his fingers hooking it and her panties underneath as he pulled them off of her dangling legs. He slowly stepped over to her bed, lying her down atop it as he broke their lustful kissing. His hands went to her chest, quickly removing the buttons of her lab coat and then her blouse, the two garments being tossed into a corner of the room.
She never had the need to wear a bra, so she was now lying completely nude on the covers of the bed. He slowly crawled onto the bed, moving himself over her naked body, his shaft already fully erect. She reached up, lacing her arms around his shoulders, pulling him down against her body and pressing her short muzzle to his strong maw, resuming the broken kiss. She felt the broad tip of his shaft pressing against her sex, thick and warm between her legs. She had a brief moment of rational thinking, wondering how in the hell such a large phallus was going to fit into her, but those were washed away in a sea of pleasure as her sex began to spread around the intruding member. Her virgin sex stretched around the huge shaft, impressing even the wolf as he pushed deeper into the now moaning mouse. Her hymen was obliterated as he thrust through it, sending a lance of pain through her pleasure, but that, as with her previous thoughts, was washed away as the head of his shaft pressed against the back of her tunnel. He hilted himself fully inside of her, and to her it felt as if she could feel his shaft all the way up in her ribcage.
He didn't waste any time, his hips pulling back then pressing forward again, impaling her on the long and thick penis. She squeaked softly, pressing her hips back down against his pistoning hips. His thrusts increased in speed and power, his large balls flopping forward and striking her rump with each in-stroke. She began to moan with each one, spreading her legs spreading as wide as she could before wrapping them around his waist. She felt the pleasure building inside of her, building towards something she never before experienced. Nothing she ever did could hope to compare with what she was feeling as that shaft pounded in and out of her tight sex. Her hips bounded back and forth as he pounded into her, her cries of ecstasy getting louder and louder. She felt a fire of pleasure building inside her, each of his thrusts causing the blaze to grow bigger and bigger.
She buried her short muzzle in his chest, eyes clenched tight. He chuckled to himself as he felt her tunnel ripple along his pistoning shaft, driving her closer and closer to an earth-shattering orgasm. He curled his body to take one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, softly suckling and nibbling on it as she writhed under him in bliss. Her sex suddenly seized up, a cry of pleasure emanating from her lips as the torrent of pleasure sent her into an orgasm to end all others. Her cry increased in pitch and volume as she felt the entrance of her sex stretch even further, his canine knot forcing its way into her and inflating, tying their hips together. She felt his body tense up, the first moan he had made during their tryst echoing throughout the room as he was sent into his own orgasm, his hot seed flooding her insides as his large balls emptied into her. This was the last thing she felt, her mind and body finally pushed to the breaking point. She silently passed out as her womb was filled by the copious amount of seed he was sending into her.
He slowly sat up as his balls emptied, a hand moving down to feel her slightly distended cum belly. He smiled as he examined his handiwork, his seed taking root quickly. Her tummy slowly began to press outward even more after his orgasm, but stopped suddenly as he mouthed a short spell and quickly drew a pattern on her tummy. He didn't want her pregnancy to start just yet; he needed a place to hide his concubines first. He stroked her now slight potbelly as he waited for his knot to decrease enough for him to remove from her now-sloppy sex. He gave a few quick tugs, causing the unconscious mouse to groan in her sleep. While he waited he altered her memories, a late night at work changing to a night out. His red-furred body morphed into that of a strong black wolf inside her memories...
Once he was done, his knot had decreased enough to be removed. He pulled from her, a backwash of what cum that wasn't in her womb spilling out onto the bed sheets. He grinned, his body changing form as he readied himself to leave. His wings disappeared, his fur changed from red to dark grey, his muzzle shortened, and his ears slowly grew longer. Once he was finished he looked much like a grey rabbit clad in a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt and a leather jacket. He silently left her apartment, stepping out onto the dark street. He looked at the empty surroundings, and started walking down the streets as he scanned for a place to live...
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