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It was a hard life for a demon slayer; while people generally celebrate the fruits of such labors it was only in the cities, unfortunately most times it was a sad, lonely life that was often spent in mountains, ruins, and other such places. Rook didn't mind it much at first, but when the dragon was joined by an orc that had become interested in the profession he found the company to be rather nice. While not the most determined or capable demon slayer he had ever seen Skogor made up for it with his friendly demeanor and laid back personality. Most of the time when it came down to their hunting it was Rook that led the charge while Skogor made sure to bring up the support side of things, though he was good in a fight when it came down to it.

That was why when Rook had been given the task to hunt down a demon that had been described as incredibly mischievous in nature he was eager to take the job. It was up in the mountains where the orc excelled and the fee even for just taking an adventure up into the hills to see if they could find the creature was sizable enough to have them sign up. The demon slayer wasted no time in sharpening his blade and readying his armor before the two ventured into the forests that surrounded the hills that the demon was said to reside in. As they got further away from the town and had a chance to talk about their strategy, which was mostly just the dragon planning things out while the orc nodded in agreement while cooking or something of that nature, it did pique Rook's curiosity to know what sort of antics this demon had gotten up to that would earn him such a moniker.

As per usual Skogor had no clue what that could mean and after the first few days of searching it was already starting to look like perhaps they wouldn't. The hills were not hard terrain to traverse over and it didn't take long until they had reached the markers where others said that they had encountered the entity. Other then a few caves they poked their heads into the only area that seemed to have any interest whatsoever was the ruins of a small outpost that had long since been abandoned either by this kingdom or the ones previous. With the sky darkening overhead it would also make a great place to make camp, especially with the smell of rain tickling their noses.

It didn't take long to trek to the spot and when they got inside they turned back at hearing the rumble of thunder in the distance, spotting a brief glow in the clouds that were heading towards them. "Very fortunate we found this spot, eh?" Skogor said with a chuckle as he set his battle axe down and found a place to rest his pack while looking up at the roof. "Looks pretty solid for a old heap of rocks and wood."

"As long as it doesn't collapse on us we should be fine I think," Rook replied while he started to do the same, unhooking his armor and setting it down after putting down his pack. "At the very least it should save us a day in the rain, though it annoys me that this will slow us down in the search for this demon. I don't understand how something that is supposed to be prevalent in this region has not left a trace of demonic influence for us to follow."

"Well they did say that it was a very mysterious demon," Skogor reminded as he started to gather up wooden debris to put into the shallow indent in the stone that was for a fire pit.

Rook didn't answer that, instead he started to put up the wards that would protect them from any demonic influence that might try and attack them while they slept. He had attempted to teach the orc how to make them but the first time he had tried he had somehow almost blown the both of them up, which was quite the feat considering how far purification runes were from evocation glyphs. Just recently he tried to teach him an incantation that would allow him to be briefly blessed to resist demonic influence but when he attempted to do it himself half the words were just gibberish sounds that he made up while the other half were wrong. Though the dragon didn't want to give up on the orc, especially with how nice he was, at some point Rook knew he would have to tell his companion that he didn't have the mind to be a demon slayer like he was.

Meanwhile Skogor's thoughts were all about what they were going to eat as they hunkered down for the night. As his muscular arms pulled up one of the beams to see if there was anything they could use underneath it he saw a glint of something that had caught his eye. It looked like some sort of necklace that had been under the rubble and with a careful adjustment of his posture he managed to get his big green foot to move it towards him. Once he had gotten it out from underneath the beam he had been holding up he let it fall to the side with a large thud and a crack before picking up the item he had found.

It was a rather large amulet that was made from a solid piece of star sapphire, the orc's eyes widening in both awe and delight as his thick fingers played around the silver inlay that surrounded it. This was quite the find; it would probably fetch more then what the demon hunting job would get and it looked rather stylish in the meantime. With the rest of the sticks he had found in hand the orc went and dangled the amulet in front of the dragon's face, disrupting his ritual and causing him to snort. His momentary irritation was quickly dispelled though as he saw the unique item that was in front of him, but as he went to grab it he felt a tingle in the back of his mind that told him that there was more to this amulet then what was originally seen.

"Skogor, drop the amulet," Rook said as he began to look around wearily.

"What, why?" Skogor asked.

"Because I can sense demonic influence on it," Rook replied, cursing mentally as he looked at the half-finished circle that he had been working on until he was interrupted. "The protections aren't in place, we could be attacked at any moment."

Suddenly there was a rumble of thunder as the only source of light they had, the light stone that Rook had enchanted so they could see, started to flicker and go out. A chill ran through the air that caused both men to shiver and as they rubbed their exposed arms they could feel the presence of another in this place with them. Skogor's jaw dropped slightly as he saw it first, a pair of bright blue eyes glowing in the shadows along with demonic runes that seemed to float in the air until the shadows coalesced into a proper body. Rook made a move for his enchanted blade but as a hand tipped with glowing cyan claws streaked through the air he found his weapon being flown into the debris where it was lost in the darkness.

"Now now, no need to resort to violence to hastily," a deep, rumbling voice said as the creature continued to step forward, eventually breaching into the pool of dying light that came from the stone. When it finally flickered out both men were surrounded in darkness briefly before the pile of wood that Skogor had put in the pit suddenly burst to life, the flames briefly glimmering with bright blue hues before settling into a more normal coloration. When it illuminated the creature that had stepped before them even the orc knew that this was a demon, the entity looking like a mix of dragon and wolf with fangs that jutted from his canine nose while black scales and blue fur adorned his heavily muscled, very naked form.

"So, you are the one that has been terrorizing this area," Rook said as he quickly regained his composure, looking to the bag at his feet to see if he could perhaps distract this demon long enough to get one of his relics made to repel such creatures. "The mischievous demon."

"I preferred to be called Kona," Kona introduced as his glowing eyes flickered between the two of them. "And you are Rook and Skogor. One of you fancies themselves a demon hunter while the other, well, let's just say it's good that he's a decent cook."

The dragon frowned at that but as he saw a small flicker off a grin play on the orc's lips he knew that he was just reacting to being called a good cook. "Listen, I don't know what trick you played to know our names, but if you are not here to attack us then you can continue on your way," Rook stated. "We will not listen to what you have to say nor will we engage in anything that would increase your demonic influence over us."

"Rook... I'm hurt that you would think so low of me after we've only just met," Kona replied as his lips curled into an even bigger smirk while he shifted his attention to Skogor. "Actually, I'm here to thank you for retrieving my pendant from underneath that rubble, if you hadn't gotten me out then who knows how long I would have been there. In exchange for your kindness I would like to offer you each a simple wish, something that I can grant you with my power in order to do whatever it is your heart desires."

"A wish huh," Rook scoffed. "You must think us fools if you believe that we would indulge in such things from a demon, there is no way that we would possibly take anything like that from you." As the dragon continued to stand his ground he happened to notice that the orc didn't agree with him, his red-scaled head slowly turning to see the orc looking over the demon with rapt fascination. "Skogor, we're not taking the wish."

To Rook's surprise Skogor actually shook his head at this, gesturing towards the demon that continued to stand there proudly. "Now I know that you say that all demons are evil, but this one seems to be one of the nicer ones," Skogor commented, Kona giving Rook a thumbs up that caused the dragon to scowl even more. "Perhaps this wish is legitimate, I did manage to get his amulet out from underneath the rubble."

"He probably planted it there so you'd find it!" Rook practically shouted. "The first rule in slaying demons is that we do not bargain with them!"

"But it's not bargaining!" Skogor retorted. "He's giving us the wish as thanks for our help!"

"What he said," Kona said simply as he pointed to the orc, which caused Skogor to beam with pride.

"He is trying to deceive you into using his power Skogor!" Rook shouted in frustration, his body illuminated by a bolt of lightning outside the outpost followed by the heavy rumble of thunder. It's things like this that will never allow you to reach any sort of potential, if you ever want to do what I do then you have to start taking this more seriously!" As the dragon looked at his companion he could see the hurt in his eyes as the demon just shook his head. "Listen, Skogor, you're a great guy, but I just wish you were more like a demon slayer like me."

"I wish that you swapped forms with a dragon slayer like me."

There was another crash of lightning and as a strong wind blew into the outpost it caused the fire to flicker down to the embers briefly, the only light coming from Kona's body as it glowed brighter and brighter until both creatures could feel a wave of energy blast through them. Both men were knocked off their feet from the force of it and as Rook landed on his back it felt like he had been pulled through the air. For a brief moment it felt like he was floating only to come crashing back down to the earth a few moments later. The dragon briefly thought that he had somehow died but when he found Kona hovering over his face he could suddenly feel his body once more, though it felt strangely heavy as the demon grinned down at him.

"Wish granted," Kona said with a grin as he reached down with his hand.

"I... didn't wish for anything," Rook said as he continued to lay there, though as he thought back to what he had just said he let out a groan. "That, that doesn't count, that wasn't a real wish." As he spoke Rook found that his voice sounded weird, his usual tone replaced with one that was deeper and more brassy. With his head still swimming it was hard to figure out why it sounded so familiar as he batted the demon's hand away.

"I think you'll find that those wishes uttered or exclaimed are often the realest wishes of them all," Rook replied as he brought his hand back and wiggled his fingers. "Now don't tell me you're so prideful that you won't even accept a hand up, especially not after utilizing my power after warning your companion not too."

Rook grumbled at Kona's teasing but after finding it hard to get up he finally decided to at least take the hand of the demon, though he still felt very heavy as he reached up with his own. As it was clasped around he found himself gasping at the muscular arm that was sticking up in the air, notably due to the green hue of his flesh. This was not the arm of a dragon... and as he heard a groin in his own voice his clearing senses realized that it hadn't come from his mouth as he suddenly became aware of the tusks that had pushed up from his lower lip. He was in the body of an orc... of a very specific orc as he suddenly felt himself get lifted up onto his feet from the sheer strength of the demon.

Even when he got put up onto his feet, or rather Skogor's feet, he found himself looking at the surreal sight of the dragon that was looking at himself in equal awe while still lying on the ground. "I'm... a dragon..." Skogor said as Rook watched him get pulled up by the demon as well, though unlike him it was clear that his orc companion was more into what had just happened then him. "This is how you always feel Rook.. and this voice... wow..."

"You're taking some getting used to myself, " Rook replied, also being surprised at how he sounded as he began his own journey of self exploration. The fact that he had smooth skin instead of scales was something that he had not experienced before, but as he ran his hand down the sizable pectorals and down his abs he found the loincloth that covered him start to bulge out. "What the..."

"Oh yeah, that body has a bit of a hair trigger," Skogor said with a chuckle. "It's probably the manifestation of the magic present in... whoa, that was a big word." Rook saw the new dragon hold his head as he squinted his eyes as though he had a headache before snapping them open. "I have all these weird thoughts, I think I'm... intelligent now?"

The revelation that Skogor had caused Rook to have one of his own, as he tried to recall the incantations and rituals that he had learned during his days as a demon slayer he found that while they were still there the information was growing increasingly muddy. "Ughh... it's hard to think in this body," Rook said as he held his own head, feeling his thoughts were swimming as he tried to keep a grasp on what he still had in his mind. "We need to switch back Skogor, as much as I hate that we have to use his power again you need to use your wish to get us back into our old forms."

As Rook continued to try to keep his wits about him in this new body he waited for Skogor to make the deal with the demon so that he could think clearly. With his knowledge and intelligence back he could figure out a way to get themselves out of whatever predicament they had with Kona, whom as he looked over at he found himself admiring the body of. He let out a snort as he felt his maleness harden even more than before, at this point rendering the loincloth as unnecessary as it was pushed aside to reveal the orc's dick. It was huge... and though the former dragon wondered what it would feel like to touch he resisted, knowing that was probably what the demon wanted them to do, right?

Meanwhile Skogor just watched as his former orc form continued to grunt and snort as he got used to being in it, and while he found himself also disoriented by being in the scaly body of the other man he found himself not as panicked. Though the dragon had taken off most of his armor before they had found themselves in their current predicament he still had on a pair of cloth pants and undershirt, something he normally didn't wear over his own muscular chest when he was in his previous form. As he heard Rook plead for him to use his wish to switch their bodies back he found himself taking off his shirt again to see more of this new body he was in. A small smile formed on his muzzle as he found that he was still pretty strong and muscular, years of demon hunter training honing his physique to better fight off creatures like the one that had come up behind him.

"Feels pretty good, doesn't it?" Kona said as his clawed fingers caressed against the scaly shoulders that Skogor had. "Not just the physical aspects, you had something similar minus the scales in your old form, but the mind of your friend is much sharper then your old one. While certainly not a detriment to what you used to be I'm sure now that your own thoughts have been unleashed you could think of something to use that wish on that would be more potent then just undoing the last wish that your friend made. Rook always did pride himself as the tactician after all, and even then you knew deep down he held himself back."

Skogor could see the jaw of the orc drop slightly as he found his smile growing, feeling his new thoughts giving him opportunities and advantages that his formerly simple nature couldn't even comprehend before. "Yeah... I think maybe I could utilize this better," Skogor said, turning to the shocked orc while the demon stood behind him. "You did make the wish after all Rook, maybe you just wanted to pass the mantle of being the leader of the group to me and enjoyed the thought of being a sexy orc for a while. Of course this dragon body isn't bad either, even if your head is filled with all this demon hunting stuff."

"You... you can't be serious!" Rook exclaimed, his anger fuming even as the compliment given to him caused his dick to throb again. "Can't you see that Kona is mani... menu... he's trying to make you do what he wants! He knew that I had the power to get rid of him and was going to do it!"

"Oh, so you don't think that I can't use your same thought processes to figure out what to do?" Skogor said with a huff, crossing his thick arms over his chest and turning his snout away. "You know, I used to think that you appreciated me being here because I could help you out, and I so desperately wanted to do so that I didn't realize you were just patronizing me. Also all these new words are fun to use, I can see why you want to get back to this body."

Rook could see the smirk on the demon's face and that caused him to get even angrier, but it was so hard for him to think of what to do in order to stop this that it was making his head hurt. It didn't help that he could feel his maleness still jutting out from his body and once in a while even started to clasp his fingers around it in the subconscious need to get off. There were more important things that they needed to worry about then his pleasure, though it was also hard not to get distracted by hearing his own voice while not being the one to voice his own words. The more he heard himself talking in Skogor's voice the more he felt his own mind trying to shift to act like him, his thoughts becoming corrupted by the orc's mind.

It was becoming harder for Rook to try and figure out what to do in this situation, especially since Rook continued to flex his body to see his scaly muscles move. "You said I had one wish, since Rook used his and all to swap bodies," Skogor said, Kona nodding in response as he continued to smirk at the shocked Rook. "I can wish for anything, right?"

"Again, it's within some manner of reason," Kona replied. "But yes, go ahead and wish away."

As Skogar could see Rook continuing to contemplate, which was strange to see on his own draconic muzzle. "Skogor... you can't be serious," Rook said, though his words were punctuated by a groan as he could see his meaty green cock continue to push out his loincloth. "Please, switch us back, I'm so... horny all the time."

"Welcome to my world," Skogor replied, the grin on his own face becoming a cunning smirk that was tinted with something he had never seen before. It was a mischievous smile that looked a bit like Kona's, a sign of the demonic corruption that was accompanying his newfound intellect. "I think it would do you well to stay in that body for a while, give you a fresh change of perspective just like I have with your form as I contemplate my next move."

He even sounded more devilish, Rook thought to himself as he tried to resist what was happening to him. Even though he knew who he was and all his training the actual grasp of that knowledge was flowing from his fingers like sand in his palms. It didn't help that the orc's needy tool was still throbbing and there was something about the demon that was incredibly enticing. Even with his sluggish thoughts the former dragon realized that without his mental training or the cantrips he had learned it was opening him up to the corruption of this demonic entity.

Perhaps that was why he was growing even more lecherous then before, and as he could see the glowing blue eyes focus on him it was almost like Kona was taunting him. Soon it was becoming hard to even remember why he was so concerned in the first place as Rook was watching him with eager interest. "What?" Rook asked as he pressed his fingers against his face, feeling the tusks that he didn't even remember he had until he touched them. "Do I have something on my face?"

"Oh no, just enjoying the view of how good you look," Skogor replied as the old orc watched a look of befuddlement fall over what used to be his face. With the intellect of the dragon he was able to appreciate his masculine charms, and while he found something similar in the dragon's body the demon slayer had used most of his time honing his form to handle a weapon. While there was strength in that it wasn't quite his style, and since he had a demon that owed him a wish he had an idea of how he could use it in order to get what he wanted.

"Alright Kona, it's time to do this," Skogor said as he got the demon's attention. "Now that I got the brains I want the brawn to back it up, and unlike my friend over there I'm not going to do anything as rash as he did. So for my wish... I wish that my body was stronger and more powerful then it is now."

"I wish that my body was a stronger feline and more muscularly powerful then it is now."

Though Rook was still trying to process things in his new dumbed down state he still had enough sense to know that Skogar had just made some sort of grievous error, their chance to switch back evaporating with the words that had been uttered. He saw the dragon's eyes gleam with a manic light as the demon next to him started to chant with the runes on his body glowing with an icy light. In the next second the powerful infernal energy of Kona could be felt as the wish was fulfilled, Skogor groaning loudly as he was surrounded with a blue glow. While the dragon had a decent physique, at least Rook thought so while he had possession of it, he saw the yellow scales of his chest start to swell while his arms began to flex and twitch from the power flowing into them.

Skogor growled as he could feel his skull begin to morph and reshape itself under the demonic influence flowing through him, accompanied by a tingling sensation akin to a chill breeze. He found himself opening his jaws in a silent gasp as the dragon muzzle he had just started getting used to was flattened, pushed into his face like an unseen hand was squishing it as he felt a brief itching sensation on his chest and arms. When he looked down to scratch it he was surprised to find that as his pectorals ballooned out to one fitting his power that cream-colored fur had sprouted between them. He found himself starting to huff in pleasure as more sprouted on his biceps while they thickened, adopting the red of his scales while also gaining black stripes as it ran down his arm.

"Skogor, what have you done," Rook said in shock as he saw his companion continue to transform, growling in pure pleasure to the surprise of the orc. "Why would you turn yourself into a tiger?"

"Ohhh, I don't know why, just seemed like... the right thing to wish for," Skogor said, a surprising chuckle coming out of the other man as he became more eager to watch the fur growing out of his stomach while still gaining definition. "I can feel it, even more strength then I had in my old body... and I'm about to be fucking sexy as hell."

"That certainly is one way to say it," Kona stated with a laugh of his own. "Since your wishes had been fulfilled I think I'll give you two a few moments to get reacquainted with your new forms. I do have to say though that it's a pity we're not seeing more of you Skogor, I'm sure the changes happening below would be just as fascinating as what's going on with that strong upper body you're getting."

As the fur spreading over the muzzle and head of the transforming creature, the muscles twitching from it becoming more feline in nature, he looked down at the pants that he had still been wearing. Just the pleasure that had come from looking at himself when he had become a dragon had caused the front to swell in arousal, but as he continued to grow and expand it was starting to tent. It didn't help that he could feel the material clinging to his thighs that had grown much thicker since the last time he had looked down, something that caused him to smile even more as he cupped his fingers around the bulge.

Upon the advice of the demon Skogor used his newfound strength and ripped the last remaining bit of his clothing, causing Rook's jaw to drop at seeing his body becoming more corrupted by the profane magic. It was becoming hard to recognize that it was his in the first place as the growing creature's tail shrank, the mass rippling and flowing into the creature that was becoming more muscular by the second. The tiger continued to grunt and growl in pleasure as he urged the magic inside him for more, flexing his arms forward as his back muscles pushed outwards to accommodate his new frame. Soon the only thing recognizable from the dragon were the piercings that hung from the thick nipples and feline nose of the new creature as the ears that had forms grew rounded and migrated to the top of his head.

"Oh yeah!" Skogor shouted as he gave his new arms another flex while lightning crackled in the background. "Now this is more like it; big pecs, pythons for arms, and a thick cock to match." The new tiger gave the fleshy rod that jutted out from his thighs a squeeze before turning back to where Kona had wandered off to, the demon leaning against the door frame where the storm raged outside. "Didn't ask for this, but thanks for the upgrade."

"I thought that you deserved an extra little treat," Kona replied simply with that smirk still on his face. "I'm sure both of you will appreciate such a thing."

Skogor saw the demon point back towards the orc, and as he turned his head he saw that Rook was staring right at his groin while practically drooling. Despite his best efforts the lust and corruption had continued to eat away at the morals that the former dragon and demon slayer prided himself on and left him with only thoughts of desire. "Like what you see, eh?" Skogor asked as his furred finger played with one of the rings in his nipples, letting the pleasure cause his cock to throb in arousal. "I bet you find my wish to be one that wasn't wasted after all."

"Nah, you lookin real handsome," Rook replied, hearing the orc's voice falling into the same patterns as how Skogor talked despite his best efforts to try and retain his regal draconic demeanor. "I wouldn't mind putting that between my tusks." As Skogor let out a dark chuckle he gave another pose with his hands behind his head, feeling the thick head fur he had groan while pushing out his hips. It was an incredibly enticing sight to Rook and even with the lingering knowledge that this was probably all due to the machination of the demon in the corner he found his grasp on that thought slipping away.

When Rook looked down at his body once more there was more appreciation in his eyes as he cupped his pectorals. This was a rather nice form and he couldn't help but let out a grunt of approval at how sensitive the nipples are as he gave them a squeeze. While the skin was smooth it wasn't like scales and he found himself giving Skogor an easy grin as he had lost himself in the haze of bliss. It felt really good to just let go and as he found his gaze fixated on the dragon's cock once more he licked his lips and began to move forward towards his former body.

Soon Rook found himself taking a few steps forward towards Skogor as though drawn to the creature. "You're looking so damn fine with that needy look on your face," Skogor teased as he watched the orc intently. "Just think, if you hadn't been so self-righteous you could have had all this, though I suppose it went to someone that will actually use it. Who needs martial prowess and protection against demons when you can utilize their power for things like that."

"You... may have a point here," Skogor found himself saying, his mind so focused on that generous member that it was hard to think of what he was saying. "You're looking pretty pent up there, mind if I... help you out with that?" Though somewhere deep in the vestiges of Rook's mind he knew he was quickly reaching a point of no return the only thing he could think of was to satiate his need. When he got close enough he started to get to his knees only to be stopped by the tiger.

"If you're going to get some of this then I'm going to need you to get comfortable like I am," Skogor said as he crossed his arms over his heavily muscled chest, his broad frame still quivering slightly as his body became sculpted to perfection. "Strip for me, then you can get all the cock you want."

Though the orc still had a few draconic thoughts left in his head they were being overpowered by the intense craving for the tiger that stood before him. Not a trace of his former form was left... and for Rook that made it hard to remember that he had been the dragon in the first place when there was no more dragon to look at, like his former life of a demon slayer had been completely erased. In the back of his mind he knew that somewhere down deep the Skogor he knew was in that feline, but it was buried just like his own personality under what Kona had done to them. But as he found himself slowly taking off his loincloth and exposing his throbbing erection an errant thought reminded him that they had wished for this to happen... right?

It was hard for him to even remember what happened a few moments ago as he stared at the hefty tiger cock that was pointed straight at his head after he lowered his muscular body down. With the changes finished in the tiger's form he could see that he was more heavily muscled then his own body, though it was hard to see with the fluff of his fur it somehow remained smoothed down so that he could still see the definition of it. It was like he was being mocked by what the tiger had become, but that was secondary to the need of getting his fingers around that shaft. The second his hands made contact with the throbbing shaft it was like a electric shock had gone through Rook's body as he leaned in and began to lick it.

"There you go," Skogor said with a growl, his voice even deeper than before but with the the same tone that he had as a dragon. "Give in to the pleasure, finally allow yourself to be free my sweet orc." Rook nodded his head and though he had a rather large mouth he found that his quest to get the head of the shaft inside of him would be quite the task. Fortunately he was not one to shy away from the challenge and as he remarked that he felt so good he found that he had fallen more into the dialect of the orc, of the creature that he had become.

As Rook looked up while pressing his lips against the tip of Skogor's shaft he found himself looking up at the tiger, though it was hard to see his face with those huge, meaty pecs that he had adopted. The gold rings that used to belong to him glinted in the light that came from the lightning outside as he suddenly felt a hand press against the back of his head. Up until this point the orc hadn't really taken much stock in what his body was like except for the fact that he was muscular, horny, and lacking scales, but as Rook began to push the cock into his maw he found that his lips were rather thick and how present his tusks were. It was something he had never thought about as his jaws began to stretch around it, aided in his momentum by the hand of the tiger that is behind him.

Skogor's eyes practically rolled back into his head at seeing the orc starting to get really into the action. Unlike Rook he remembered perfectly well what had happened to them, including the misfire of a wish that the former dragon had done to swap their bodies and the current predicament. Somewhere in his mind he knew that he should have switched them back... but as much as he enjoyed watching his old orc body start to blow him it was secondary to the powerful new creature that he had become. It was all thanks to the demon that continued to watch them with bemused interest, though even as he began to thrust his hips forward he began to feel a slight twinge of guilt... they were supposed to be demon slayers after all.

Or at least that's what the former dragon used to be. As Skogor looked past his furry, pierced pecs down at the orc he could see how lustful he was going after his rod and remembered how horny he felt when he was in that body. It was almost fitting that Rook would be in a position like that, he began to think as the tiny waves of guilt he had felt were replaced with desire-fueled contempt. If the orc had gotten his way he would have been right back to where he was and the wish they had from the demon would have been wasted, not to mention the demon slayer would have wanted to probably destroy Kona.

Even though the desire of being a demon slayer was still inside of him there was no way that Skogor would ever want to hurt Kona, especially with how much they've helped them with their respective wishes. As his mind and willpower were eroding from the pleasure another thought entered into his mind while he watched his shaft slowly slide deeper into the orc. Maybe Rook wanted this all along; he did word the wish so that they would swap bodies, perhaps he was envious of always having to be the one that came up with the plans and wanted to be in his shoes where he just needed to be a hot orc who cooked and carried on conversation. It may have been a slip of the tongue but as he began to push inch after inch of his demonically enhanced member Rook seemed rather happy, and he was more then willing to step into his shoes as the demon slayer and tactician for a while.

As both men began to grunt and groan, Rook's being significantly muffled as he managed to get several inches of Skogor's maleness into his mouth before having to pull back and start to actually suck on it in earnest. As they started to really get into it both men noticed that the demon was moving back towards them with a smile still on his face. "I have to admit that you two have been rather enjoyable to watch," Kona said as Skogor pulled away from the orc so that he could talk with out the shaft in his mouth. "Tell you what, because I like you two so much I want to give you both a wish on the house."

"Really?" Skogor asked, both of them rather surprised at the sudden generosity of the demon.

"Yeah, I think that you deserve a little something extra for the entertainment," Kona replied. "But I don't have unlimited power here so you two are going to have to share this one. I'll give you some time to think about it and come to a conclusion, but don't keep me waiting too long."

Rook got back to his feet as the demon walked back to his perch at the door, the two looking at one another. "One wish to share," Rook said, his voice sounding more natural then it had before even with his jaw being a bit sore while he rubbed it. "What do you think?"

"Well... I know that I did take advantage of the wish I got instead of changing you back," Skogor said with a chuckle, one that sounded briefly like he was back in his old orc body before he reached forward and stroked Rook's cheek. "Why don't you go ahead and decide what we want to use our last wish for, as long as you promise that it's going to be good."

"Heh, don't suppose you wouldn't mind making the wish to switch back?" Rook asked, the grin on his face belying that he was just joking.

"What do you think?" Skogor replied with a wink.

The two continued to talk for a while while Kona continued to watch with those icy blue eyes of his, licking his lips as he waited to see what the two would come up with. Eventually the two turned back towards the demon and beckoned him to come over while both of them grinned. "We have made our wish, though I'm not sure if you're going to like this," Skogor said as the orc nodded. "We have decided as nice as these bodies are concerned we really do want to continue on with what we've been doing before even with a little bit of a twist. Our wish is that we wish to be the greatest demon slayers that had ever lived."

"We wish to be the sexiest demon lovers that had ever guarded."

As soon as the wish left their lips they could feel a tingling in the air that wasn't the lightning store that was outside. The two looked around as they began to feel the miasma that had started to form unknowingly around them began to coalesce around their bodies. They could feel their bodies swell with power as the demon utilized his magical energy, the runes on his body glowing as brightly as they ever had before while he weaved his magic into them. Both Rook and Skogor found themselves holding each other's hand as they got ready to take the next step on this journey, their corrupted minds relishing in their shared desired to become demons... even though some part of them thought that didn't sound quite right.

But none of that mattered to the two as they could feel Kona's magic suffuse through through their systems. The already corrupted pair allowed it to permeate every fiber of them and as Skogor let out a sigh of contentment he could feel the last of the demon slayer's rituals burning away from his mind. This was what they had always wanted more then anything and finally they found a way to make it possible as both of them let out a loud growl. Horns began to reappear on Skogor's head, pushing out of the fur just behind his ears as Rook could also feel a pair start to emerge out of his head.

"That's it, my horny demons," Kona said as both men rolled their shoulders back at their chests swelling, both of them panting heavily as the magic of their corrupted wish took hold. "Don't hold back now on my account, you earned those new bodies so go ahead and explore them."

The two increasingly horny creatures did not need Kona's encouragement to explore one another as they continued to change, the demonic magic spiking their libido as well as well as changing their minds and bodies. For a brief flash of a moment Rook remembered that this had gone against everything that he had ever stood for, but as he could feel his companion's cock pressing against his own as the green of his skin shifted to a reddish hue he found himself no longer caring. If being a demon meant he could succumb to his lusts whenever he wanted then he was more than happy to give in to whatever corruption Skogor wanted for them as he leaned in and gave the transforming tiger a kiss. As the huge arms of the tiger wrapped around him the increasingly demonic orc could feel the tongue of the other man pushing in unnaturally far with his own quickly reciprocating while lengthening.

Their bodies trembled as the storm outside seemed to intensify with their transformations. Both men pressed against each other as they grew a pair of leathery wings, their moans of pure pleasure at feeling the new appendages emerging echoing through the ruined building. All the two could focus on was exploring one another's bodies as Skogor hunched forward even more as a line of spikes pushed out the fur of his back which caused his entire body to quiver. For Rook his fingers and toes grew black claws and as his own spine popped it was to grow a thin demon tail that whipped around in excitement as he grew bigger, stronger, thicker... which only seemed to make the ability to form thoughts in his head even harder.

But that was alright with Rook as their lips separated, both men's eyes glowing with a bright blue light as the sclera around them darkened until it had turned a pitch black. Trying to think complex thoughts was so overrated, he had Skogor and Kona that could tell him what to do and he would be happy to follow them with the implicit trust and devout loyalty to the two. A euphoric sensation came over the demonic orc at the idea of just letting someone else control his life, and as he looked to the sexy demonic tiger that was playing with his nipple ring which caused his huge dick to throb he couldn't think of anyone else that he would want to do so other than him. It was time to take this to the last stage as his infernal-fueled lust smashed through the last barrier of resistance between him and what his corrupted mind told him was his true purpose in this life.

"You're so sexy," Rook practically whispered, yet his voice carried such a dark tone to it that it had caught him by surprise once more. "A true demon stud, I can't think of anyone else that I want to take me other than you."

"Prove it," Skogor growled, grabbing onto the transforming orc and pushing him back. Though they had not set out their bedrolls for a proper camp yet they found themselves landing on a set of cushions that hadn't been there before. Both of them were fairly certain of the source but for Skogor there were more pressing matters that they had to attend to, mostly the pressing of his thick maleness against the washboard abs of the demon orc's stomach.

Though their minds had already been significantly corrupted from the demon's influence the transformation that their physical bodies were undertaking had continued to manipulate their minds as well. Their former lives as demon slayer and apprentice were all but a distant memory as their lips pushed together into a fierce and passionate kiss. They could feel the fangs growing in as their tongues once more danced around each other's maws, Rook nearly letting out a gulp as the appendage of the demonic tiger nearly pushed into the back of his throat. Both men had let their new infernal lusts take hold of their thoughts and there was only one thing that were on their minds, but when Rook started to shift to get on all fours he was stopped by the tiger who leaned in.

"You think I want you to stare at the ground?" Skogor growled, his head twitching slightly as his horns pushed out another inch or so as those brilliant blue eyes stare into Rook's own. "You're going to be staring at me and I'm going to be watching your slutty face as I make you fully mine." When Rook was about to respond he felt a hand press against his throat, and though it was a gentle squeeze he could feel the domination in the mere touch of the demon tiger's fingers. There was an evil smirk on the feline's face and as he tilted up the orc's head he gave a trail down the kisses of his jaw before nuzzling and licking against his thick pecs.

Though Rook's body was smooth for the most part as Skogor nuzzled against the large nipple the warm nose nuzzled against spike-like bumps of flesh that adorned his chest and abs. For those that would only catch a glimpse of him they might look almost dangerous but for anyone that was as intimate as the tiger was would find them to be pleasurable as well. They also accented his new heavy muscles quite well as he flexed his thick arms in pleasure while Skogor licked back up his body while sliding further along. As he did Rook found his legs being pulled up into the air and with his newfound infernal flexibility they were practically pushed back to his head as he saw the toes capped with sharp talons.

While the two continued to lavish attention on the bodies of one another Kona continued to watch from a distance, his clawed fingers teasing his own members as he could feel the corruption seeping deep into their bodies. As the cock of the demonic tiger began to push between the muscular rump of the demonic orc he could feel more than just the intense euphoria that came from the joining of their bodies. While the two didn't know it they were falling into what they actually wanted for one another with Skogor having a crush on the stalwart demon slayer. He just made sure that they got together a little more then they had expected, though from the heavy panting and thick growls that came from them it appeared they didn't mind the alterations he had made to their plans.

A loud snarl permeated the air along with a large rumble of thunder as Skogor slowly pushed down into the hole of the orc, taking his rightful place as the top of the other demon. Rook's fingers dug into the floor as his back arched at being penetrated, feeling the throbbing shaft spreading open his insides. There was no pain from his augmented physiology at being stuffed full of demon tiger cock, in fact it felt as natural as breathing while the pleasure suffused through his body from his squeezing inner walls. As the tiger growled in pure bliss Rook finally was able to release the tension of his muscles enough to reach up and reciprocate the pleasure where he knew Skogor was very sensitive.

The pressing of his orc fingers against the rings that hung from the demon tiger's nipples caused Skogor to thrust so hard into him that the furry groin slapped against the cheeks of the other man beneath him. Rook let out a howl of pure desire as he could see a bump form in his washboard abs from the huge cock that had slid so deeply inside of him. Every inch of their rubbing flesh was accompanied by a sensation of pleasure that radiated from the shaft of the tiger. He was so full... and that felt like how it was supposed to be as their meaty chests pressed together.

"Yes... I need you so much," Rook groaned, partially to express how good he felt and spur on the tiger while the other was to keep hearing his own voice call it out while Skogor began to thrust into him.

"Yes, you need me inside you," Skogor groaned back, still watching the orc stare at him in reverence even as he started to get into a rhythm. "This is your place my demon orc, it's underneath me. We will be the greatest, most lustful demons that have ever lived."

"That's music to my ears," Kona said, finally making himself known as he broke the spell of lust and desire that had fallen over the two. Even with the interrupted Skogor continued to slide his furry body between the legs of the blue-skinned demon orc. "Don't stop on my account, but I think that we must have a little discussion when it comes to where you two are going to go next?"

The thought was enough to cut through their horny rutting as Skogor settled the pounding of his hips, letting his new bigger cock inside of Rook while turning to the dragon-wolf demon that had created them. "What do you mean?" Skogor asked. "I'm going to keep fucking this orc and he's going to keep worshiping me as my eager hole."

"While I certainly appreciate the enthusiasm you have for your lover I think you are forgetting the consequence of the wish that you have just made," Kona said as he held up a finger, prompting the two to look at him once more. "It seems that demons are not rather well liked around here; I'm sure you know about the demon slayers that roam these lands looking for harmless little creatures like us, trying to banish or slay us just so that they can say that they are doing something for the kingdom. Now I'm sure that you don't want to run afoul of one of those, right?"

"Oh, yeah, I think that would be the worst," Skogor said as he shook his head, missing the smirk on Kona's muzzle growing even wider for a second at seeing how much they've been corrupted. "So what do we do then?"

"Fortunately I was thinking about it while you were having fun and I have come up with a solution," Kona said as he moved forward and tweaked the horn of the tiger as well as the sole of the orc's outstretched foot. "Since I'm an actual demon I can get you out of this place and you can have as much fun as you want, the only thing is that you have to pledge yourselves to me. No wishes, nothing like that, you just have to give me the last of your soul willingly and I'll take you under my wing."

The two looked at one another and it gave Kona a chance to let out the breath that had hitched in his throat. While he had so thoroughly influenced the two that he didn't expect the answer to be anything other than what he expected there was always that little bit of free will that he had to get back. "I mean, you are the one that gave us this opportunity," Rook spoke up. "What do you think?"

"I think you're absolutely right," Skogor said. "If people here can't appreciate how amazing I am then they don't deserve for us to grace them with our presence. What must we do in order to make this happen?"

"You already have," Kona stated as he could feel the last little bit of power needed to wipe away their former lives, which included their names as they were absorbed into his essence as he touched the forehead of the tiger. "You shall be Ysskre, my personal bodyguard." Kona watched those blue and black eyes flutter up from the euphoria of his new lot in life while the dragon-wolf demon wolf down to the orc. "As for you I shall called you simply Rish, and as well as guarding me you will continue to serve your mate as his slutty orc demon."

The two were more than fine with that as they let the last bit of corruption overwhelm that last little kernel of what they used to be, turning the two demon slayers not only into demons but his own personal slaves as well. It was a good encounter for something he just threw together upon seeing the two and as the last of his magic pushed into their mind he saw them bow their heads slightly as though to signify they understood their new lot in life. Perhaps later on if he was feeling particularly spicy he would give Rook another chance to remember his old life as the slayer of the very thing he had become, he always did enjoy seeing them squirm about as the life of pleasure they had conflicted with the duty they had broken.

But that was not the time and as Kona went back to watch the storm it gave the newly minted Ysskre the unsaid permission to continue to fuck Rish. With their heads filled with the bindings of the infernal magic that had wrapped around their brains they wouldn't remember what they were even if they had access to the information, but all that the demonic tiger could do was focus on making sure he properly broke in his new hole. Rish was eager to show just how much he needed the strong, confident tiger, letting out more moans as they resumed their rutting. With their new bodies they went for the entire duration of the storm with Ysskre orgasming multiple times, each one flooding the orc's insides with potent demon seed to the point where the washboard abs of the other man disappeared under his slightly distended gut.

Even with their new bodies the demons were panting heavily as they laid there on the ground, the sound punctuated by the water that was dripping in from the ceiling. As they laid there staring up at the ceiling both of them felt more fulfilled then they had in their entire life while waiting to hear from their new master on what they are going to do next. They didn't have to wait long as the dragon-wolf demon's head suddenly entered into their field of vision. He gave them a smirk and offered out his hand in order to help them both to their feet.

"Now that you two have broken in your new bodies I think it's time for us to go," Kona said as he grabbed the amulet that had fallen on the ground and caused it to disappear.

"Heading out in the storm?" Ysskre asked. "While I don't doubt our bodies I think that the weather isn't great for traveling, not if we want to keep you safe."

"Ah, you already forgot that we're not going to be dwelling on this plane much longer," Kona explained as he waved his hand, causing the scene to change from the rainy, windy scene that had been out there to a calm beach scene. As the two stared in awe at the scene they both felt a hand on their shoulder. "We're going to have a lot of training to go through to make sure that you properly represent me when I need you, but for now I'm going to break you both in just like Ysskre did for you Rish."

"I'm good with that," Rish replied simply, causing the other two demons to chuckle as they could see him already getting hard again. Kona was more than happy to put their demonic stamina to the test once they got out of this plane. While it was fun to visit this dimension and get something out of it there was still dangers about that he didn't want to risk...

...quite a few demon slayers out there, after all.