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The dim flame of a candle flickered to life, joining 4 others gathered in a dark room. Only the hoarse, gruff sound of a man clearing his throat reverberated through the space while wind battered from the outside. The clack, clack, clacking of hooves on old creaky wood coming to earshot as the fires collectively illuminated a figure. Standing tall in the center of the candles was a caprine male, purple hair covering their legs in arms while it rose up into a darker black shade. Golden hooves and horns adorned their body and glew faintly in the candlelight, as well as his purple eyes.

“Now…..to begin.” His deep, booming voice echoed through the room, even going as far as leaving a visible wobble to the candles for the ritual he was about to perform. Purple hands reached to a holstered collection of pages with a dark, makeshift binding. The goat’s heart thumping in his chest as he flicked to the last page and took a deep, heavy breath. For the muscular guy, he shouldn’t be afraid. After all of his research on the occult, it wasn’t like he could mess up the summoning. Nor was he physically weak enough to go down without a fight. He was ready.

“Te evoco, daemon impius…” The floorboards rattled, the dully illuminated boards glowing bright red in the sequence of a pentagram, once hidden by the darkness. With each word, it glew a brighter color that only seemed to intensify exponentially. The purple and gold caprine’s mouth stayed open and speaking, not dropping the flow of his words as he continued onwards. His purple eyes stayed focused on the writings in the journal, heart racing. The pages fluttering as a heavy wind seemed to kick up around the entire room.

“Abunin, daemon caninus minor…” In an instant, the pentagram’s hue shifted to a deep purple, traces of gold inside. Adding to the scene, the goat’s 6’4” frame now had a pentagram floating above it, their eyes seeming to come to life as their heart fluttered faster. Whispers filled the room. The temperature dropped. The goat kept going, knowing it could only get worse if interrupted. He needed to see this through, it was what all of his research and effort had came to– he had to finish the ritual. Even if the candles turned purple in the blink of an eye, catching an unholy flame and burning brighter as the room got colder, the oxygen leaving to form a vacuum that left the caprine gasping as they finished the last sentence.

“Imperio meo vincti, in perpetuum in vinculis!” His hooves wobbled as the ground shook, leaving the goat on his ass and scampering out of the summoning circle as the pentagram above him lingered. With his larger body on the ground and near frantic with adrenaline, he simply watched the space he once stood turn a bright shiny purple before something poked out. A hand. A big, furred hand reached out, a different shade of purple coating their claws as they growled deeper from whence they came. Another hand shot out and clawed onto the wood, iron-like strength making up the material as it shredded through the old, creaky wood where the goat had been stationed. He was getting concerned….it seemed to be what he had expected….but…smaller? Those hands he’d been seeing were very small even if they were strong…..

Still, it continued its ascent into the world, finding better clawholds as it peeked its head inside, giving the goat a true look at the creature he had successfully summoned. A gold, white, purple, and pinkish jackal head peered through. Its eyes darted around, hard to see from the goat’s point of view until they’d been fixed on the man. Swirling, active eyes locked onto the purple caprine pair as a grin crept up the demon’s face, chuckling as they revealed their body next. Bone-shaped splotches of white fur dotted their body, outlining where their skeleton must have laid. Still, no matter the design, the goat had prepared for something much larger and more ravenous. This would be no challenge for his first summoning~

“Abunin, I have summoned you here.” he proclaimed, the demon still finding their legs and paws out of the portal before it sealed shut under them. Their calm, steady demeanor rose into a standing position to look up at the goat as he spoke. Abunin was breathing slowly and steadily as his swirling eyes looked to the man, smiling casually as they listened. “You shall be my thrall from this day forward.”

A snicker rose from the demon. “And here I thought I was getting freedom when I was sucked out of my home. I guess it’s a new place, a new face, and….” he stopped speaking, smiling instead. The goat looked back, steeling his expression and letting a weak scoff out of his muzzle and gazing into that face.

“Something….funny, demon?” He couldn’t lie…even for a demon, this thing seemed coy. Too coy. The goat realized something was off, crossing his bulkier arms and staring down at the canine-like creature. “You realize I could banish you at the snap of a finger…..”

“Oh my, yes you could, Donius, you absolutely could…” A shiver ran down the goat’s spine.

“You….shouldn’t know that…..” he strained out of a clenched set of teeth, heart pounding in his chest as he continued to look straight into the demon’s eyes. How did he know that? What was the lesser demon doing… “I will banish you to Hell once more, do NOT mess around with me.” he said, growling his words at the devious figure. Those eyes were too alluring not to look into ....and something seemed to be making his vision cloudier and mind duller.

“Getting a little hot, Donius? I am!…sorry if it smells like brimstone and canine musk~” he said, a noticeable drip of sweat coming down their body and right to their fuzzy sheathe and sac. The goat’s jaw clenched harder. He was in no mood to be teased by his target! Not less….so effectively! Their snout twitched as it smelled like the stones of hell being sprayed with the effects of a long workout. Despite how raunchy, strong, and heavy it was….the goat couldn’t just stop breathing. Gasping for the occasional breath of free air as they continued to plan how they’d actually control this beast.

“Actually, my dear goat friend….you won’t be controlling me~ I’ll be controlling you.” It’s…like Abudin was reading his mind? Donius’s chest was rising up and down as he desperately tried to comprehend some way to actually deal with the demon he had summoned…especially when it felt like a probe was lurking into his nose and scratching his brain. Every single breath was filled with the canine-like musk, being able to be described as a hypnotic scent as it seemed to lull the caprine into a false sense of security. Begging his brain to drop as his snout seemed to greedily snort in the demonic stench.

“Break your seal. Now.” Those heavy words seemed light once they actually processed in the goat’s mind. He could trust the command, the scent reminding him of home– or at least where his new one would be. Regardless, Donius’s bulky frame shuffled forward a step...his cock starting to erect and throb. Feeling so great when each clack of his hooves moved closer to the waiting demon. Abunin’s grin grew stronger as his body seemed to heat up more. However weak Donius might have been, Abunin’s powerful scent seemed to overwhelm anything that didn’t originate from hell. Considering he’d been a lesser hypnotic demon….it only made sense that his unwitting summoner was eagerly bending his hunky frame down to scratch some of the glowing purple off of the floor.

Donius’s face was getting more entranced by the second, his golden hooves becoming smeared with an arcane purple after wiping on the wooden medium. An incredibly violent flash of dark light flooded the room while Abunin laughed slowly. His eager maw grinning before jumping on the victim of his charms. The canine seemed to easily topple over the goat, leaving the bigger male on his back while Abunin pinned him down. Taking the opportunity to stuff Donius into his groin so he could get a proper sniff of those heavy, musky balls~

“I’ll make sure to remember how cute you were, a rookie casting a ritual they didn’t have the…” they say before grinding into Donius’s nose, making sure to work that musky fur right into his snout and keep it lingering~ “balls to deal with~ Thank you for your power, loser~” he huffed out before letting that pentagram above Donius flow to himself. Using the ritual’s energy, Abunin’s eyes started to bright and he chanted under his breath. All the while wet dog, brimstone, and demon balls all mixed to make a vicious scent that seemed to warp Donius’s reality. He seemed to be changing, his heavy muscles and chest shrinking down. His purple hands getting smaller and his horns curling back. However, instead of just losing, it seemed to be…flowing out of him. Directly into the ballsack he’d been nose-bound to~ Donius’s frame feeling so small…so lithe….so different….so obedient~

While in his musky stupor, he ignored the growing, shifting, changing demon above him. Their body seemed to get heavier, weighing down more and even feeling hotter than ever. Something seemed to be shifting, even the balls he’d been sniffing so hypnotically! They took on a purple glow, growing and flexing as sounds of Abunin’s laughing grew distorted…before settling on a deeper, bellowing laugh~ The musk seeming to literally clutch onto Donius’s mind and wring it out, causing him to lose any thoughts other than bodily functions– specifically sniffing as much musk as he could.

“HAHAHAHAHA, YESSSSSS, MY ASCENSION!!!!” Abunin proclaimed. The effects were invisible to the transformed goat as he found himself nearly smothered by sac entirely throughout the entire face. The goat whimpered as his cock drooled on the ground, staining that same paint he’d used to summon the beast. The same one which stood up and let Donius get a good look at its transformation. A larger, bulkier, and much muskier creature stood with its back turned to Donius. Looking much smaller, weaker, and more like a servant, the goat tried to stand up and breath before being stopped by the now-changed Abunin. Just like before, they pinned the summoner down and pressed their golden paws into the goat. Similarly colored teeth flashed at the man before a purple tongue slurped into his white-snout.

“NPfhfhfhffff…Abunin the Lesser Demon is no more. I….am Calcifer.” he announced, his body moving to grind his purple, bulbous cock against the goat~ Without any delay, the leaky shaft started to coat his musk-pet and give them a hot, warm bath of demonic pre~ Those balls glowing with purple pentagrams on all sides, fueling their nut with hellish energy that seared Donius’s soul~ Corrupting it~ He couldn’t bear to think of what he was before meeting his new master, Calcifer. He loved being soaked, sprayed, and covered by the musk and each second of it slicking into his fur caused a need to be closer. Closer to those churning balls that Calcifer sported….Those demonic chambers that seemed to do their fair share of summoning~ Fortunately…the demon had a great idea that seemed to fit both of their desires~

“I am hungry….I need more energy to grow. I need more power. Feed me. Now.” Another demand that Donius had no right to disobey. Rearing back on the goat and standing upright in the dismantled ritual circle, Calcifer stroked his throbbing purple cock eagerly~ It pulsed with hunger, its needy colored flesh leading deep to the corrupting wells of cum that helped power the demonic growth~ “Don’t make me ask again~ Down my cock~” He asserted once more. Donius had no control as he clopped over on the wood for possibly his final time. Eagerly, he shoved his muzzle to the leaking cock-tip that seemed to stain his inner soul as it coated his fur. Still….he pushed his face into the fat cock.

To his surprise, it seemed to be comfortable. Warm, tight, and constantly sucking him in with the delicate-yet-clenching muscles of the hungry shaft. Donius’s cock throbbed at his hips and he could feel his smaller body easily lift up off the ground. Calcifer decided to grab his legs and push his cock out, leaving Donius up-and-down and at the mercy of slipping right down granted the demon let go. The purple furred goat could feel his neck, chest, arms, and stomach slop and slccccrrrrlllkkk as it slid into the shaft. Donius’s body became slick and covered with more of that purple corruption. It was soon to return from when it came– Califer was sure to make sure of that.

Like a sounding toy being used by a professional, the demon slipped the goat right into his dick. He left nothing but hooves sticking out before letting out a meaty, hearty chuckle~ His voice growing deeper as he could feel those demonic orbs sloshing and churning~ On the inside, Donius had fallen into the thick, white, goopy, corrupting spunk. Feeling it utterly sear and burn even more than his soul– getting his physical body this time. Even though it would have hurt, it actually felt…good? Like someone was caressing every square inch of his body; furthermore, as his hooves splashed in behind him, he could feel his cock cum out into the sea of slosh. It roiled around him, melting his hands to the point he couldn't move them. To the goat, that wasn’t the cause for any alarm. He knew he was going to fuel his master– and he couldn’t have been more right~

Sloshes, churns, and pulses of a cock seem to be the side effects of Calcifer’s growth, balls swelling larger as the energy inside processes into demonic power. His teeth growing more fierce and horns growing out another ridge~ His face pleased and happy with the size of his demonic knot growing and the glowing on those ball-sigils brighter. He grunted loud amidst the low demonic humming of his conversion ritual– using that sacrificial lamb to add to nearly everywhere of his body. Fur grew longer, more vibrant and healthier as his paws expanded a full foot size. Arms found themselves more burly, using the now-sloshing goat’s purple color to deepen the hue on his cock while he stroked him around. Feeling the heavy, pulsing need to cum out and seal the transformation. Something the now-empowered Calcifer was going to do~

Gripping his cock with both hands, licking the tip, and rubbing his balls with feet paws, Calcifer got to work on stimulating his purple member. He pumped hard, up and down and over again~ Doing everything he could to bring himself to the edge while letting his glowing satanic balls slosh around with the power they’d been absorbing from the rookie summoner~ Calcifer forgetting the name Donius as he stood up and pointed his cock at the floor. In the middle of the circle sat a black, leatherbound collection of pages~ It was only fitting that the demon stroked and blasted their orgasm onto the journal, soaking the floor in faintly glowing seed that seemed to burn and bubble slightly as it settled. Now…for Calcifer to find more energy~