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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country. All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM. ********************************************************************************** Oswald Tillery was tired of being an average and unremarkable wizard, no matter how hard he worked and studied, he could not overcome his limitations. The young red fox’s hair had even turned white with the stress of how hard he had worked to try obtaining power that would finally elevate him above the mundane, but alas, fame and renown was never something he would attain on his own. Or so he began to think, until he stumbled upon an ancient tome in a dark back-alley store where no self-respecting magic user would ever be caught dead. The old, dusty book was one that appeared to have the covers made out of the skin of an ancient beast and the branded runes seared into the books fleshy cover still glowed a faint dark red when he brushed his hand across its surface. Oswald spent more than he probably should have on the book, especially seeing as he couldn’t even read most of it, but the parts he could read however, those where what convinced him to take the risk. The parts of the old book Oswald could decipher mentioned summoning rituals and other similar spells, some which promised greater power and already he could hear the faint whispers of something calling out to him from within the tattered pages. With a renewed fervour, Oswald threw himself into deciphering the books pages, but it was slow going, as if the text was alive and fought against his efforts to understand it. But with dedication and time, the young wizard slowly began to make some headway and within the first few pages, he had learned enough to feel the slight increase in his own innate power. This only served to ignite his desire for more, it made the fox wizard reckless as he started to ignore sleep and meals as every moment not spent on deciphering the book was a moment wasted. By the time his friends and neighbours had all but given up on him and Oswald had become a recluse, his house was a mess and his garden was overgrown, the scruffy fox finally made the breakthrough he was looking for. As he stared down at the sketch of a unique pentagram spanning both sides of the book, the scrawled text around the edges spoke of a summoning ritual which would summon demon royalty. Demon princes and princesses were capable of bestowing great power to those they deemed worthy, though often it required a contract and a hefty sacrifice. The author of the spell strongly warned against using it, as doing so would often lead to the summoner falling prey to the Demon’s evil intent, they would use every trick in the book not to honour the deal and only those exceptionally skilled and crafty could ever hope to outwit them. Unfortunately, in his haste and eagerness to obtain power, Oswald had vastly overestimated his own intelligence and set about crafting the summoning circle and preparing for the ritual immediately. The sudden silence and darkness which fell over his house the moment he started should have been the first warning sign that he was in over his head, he was no longer in his own realm and was now somewhere in between worlds. The only sound he could hear was his own breathing and chanting as he recited the spell, the orange flames at each of the seven candles flickered and shifted, turning into bright crimson flames instead, which cast an eerie red glow throughout the room and made the shadows dance as if they were alive and menacing. “Who dares summon Bashraa?” a soft and seductive voice spoke from the shadows. In Oswald’s imagination, it brought to mind the voice of a sultry succubus. Perhaps he had somehow summoned a Princess of hell, which might work to his benefit. He might be able to gain the power he sought and all he’d have to do is fuck some demonic whore for it. “I am Oswald Tillery, I summoned you…because I seek true power!” the red fox growled out as he slowly turned about, listening to the voice as it moved formlessly around him in the shadows. “Then you wish to make a bargain?” the sultry voice asked with obvious interest and curiosity. He could hear it grinning, even though he could not see its shape yet. “Yes, I wish to bargain” Oswald grinned and nodded eagerly. The voice began to speak, or rather, almost sing as it began to recite something which he soon realized was a verbal contract. It was finally happening; he was bargaining with Hell’s royalty for more power. “A bargain’s struck, the terms are clear. You want your prize, then pay me here. No hand takes hold without a trade, No debt escapes once vows are made. If power is what you seek. You must prove you aren't weak. My pleasure shall become your power. You shall submit with a dark flower. You seek your wish? Then accept the cost. For every gain, there’s something lost” the voice recited, sounding almost smug and teasing as it made the offer. Oswald frowned as he replayed the lines in his mind, to his understanding it definitely sounded like all he would have to do was fuck the demonic whore. But more than that, he had to make her cum in order to gain his power, that might be difficult considering she would be a demon. But what confused him was the talk about a dark flower, it almost sounded like she wanted him to fuck her in the ass? That just made the fox grin to himself, he’d seen a succubus before, so he knew what shapely backsides they had. He’d happily sodomize one of hells bitches any day of the week, even without the promise of power, so of course the deal sounded too good to be true. “I agree, the deal is struck” Oswald proudly proclaimed as he began to remove his clothing, soon standing in the nude at the centre of the summoning circle. His lithe form on full display, with his rich red coat and soft white belly now tinged red with the crimson flames of the candles. Oswald ran his fingers through his short white scruffy hair as he looked around, waiting to see who or what he would have to fuck in order to get what he wanted. The mere idea of bending a succubus over and ramming his cock up her ass was already starting to make his sheath twitch and throb in excitement. It had been a while since he’d had any sort of intimacy and even then, it had simply been because he’d used an Imperio curse on a rather attractive muggle during his last venture into their world. “The pact is…SEALED” the voice quickly shifted from a sultry female voice, into a deep rumbling male voice on the last word. As soon as the word “sealed” was spoken, a large imposing form began to emerge from the shadows, which Oswald found he had to stare up at. Oswald found his head barely reached the chest of the demon, a broad and very muscled chest he noticed. This was not a Princess of Hell, it was not even a Succubus, he had very evidently been tricked just how the author of the spell had warned. Standing before the fox wizard looked to be a massive black goat, with gleaming golden elegantly curved horns and glowing red eyes with vertical black slit pupils. A thick, rich lions’ mane of ebony hair framed his thick neck and broad shoulders, which lead down to a frame of firm musculature, and which exuded absolute and undeniable strength. There was a meagre tattered red loincloth about its waist, but there was a rather obvious thick bulge barely hidden from Oswald’s view behind it. “You shall see this deal through to the end, or your soul shall be forfeit and you will spend the rest of eternity in hell as my servant” Bashraa growled down at the stunned looking fox. Bashraa slowly circled Oswald, as if inspecting his latest toy, every powerful step of his cloven hooves clicked ominously against the stone floor, almost sounding like a clock ticking down to his untimely end. Bashraa’s black tufted lions tail twitched and swayed in that same predatory fashion Oswald had seen of feral lions when they stalked prey on the muggle grasslands. Only here and now, he knew he was the prey. He had agreed to the bargain without thinking, if he didn’t go through with it, he would be taken to hell. If he did go through with it however, he would get what he wanted, he would finally get the power he so desperately craved. “Alright…what do you want from me?” Oswald finally asked as he stared up at Bashraa defiantly, trying to look more brave and certain than he really felt. “My pleasure is your power…” the Demon reminded him with a leering grin, as he ripped away his loincloth to expose an imposing thick ebony cock hanging between his thighs. With a snap of his fingers, Bashraa summoned an intricately carved obsidian throne from nowhere, which he sat down upon and stared at Oswald expectantly. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” the young white haired fox wizard groaned as he stared at the now nude Demon. Oswald wasn’t a virgin for sure, but he didn’t swing that way, especially not for hung demons. But the longer he stood motionless, the broader Bashraa grinned at him, idly stroking himself to fullness in preparation for the fox wizard to degrade himself. “You made the deal and accepted the terms, do you now wish to forfeit your soul?” Bashraa intoned with annoying smugness. That got the fox moving, with a sigh of resignation, Oswald made his way over to kneel on the floor before the demon’s throne. His soft hands reached out to grasp the thick, and by now, throbbing hard length before him. It felt oddly hot and heavy in his grasp, a rather imposing length indeed. Bashraa stared unblinking down at Oswald as he waited to see what the fox would do, his glowing red eyes boring through the fox with their intense stare. He supposed it was a small price to pay in order to keep his soul, but even more worth it to gain the power he desired. Oswald leaned forward and angled the demon’s cock toward his muzzle where his tongue reached out to take a curious swipe up along the underside of the strangely humanoid shaped tip. There was a faint acrid taste on his tongue, but mostly it tasted of nothing; not just that the flavour was hard to pinpoint, it tasted of literally nothing, as if taste did not exist. At least there was no pungent odour or sour flavour that would make him gag, he supposed, but still, he would still be sucking a demon’s cock at the end of the day. Oswald started off slow at first, wrapping his lips around the glans of the thick ebony cock and began to suck. He even swirled his tongue around Bashraa’s flesh the same way he’d enjoyed with that pretty muggle woman a few months ago. The demon seemed to enjoy that at least, he gave a low rumble of approval and even spread his thighs a little more, exposing his large and heavy balls below. The fox remembered how he enjoyed having his balls played with when someone was sucking his dick, so he slipped a hand off the base of the black goat’s dick and instead reached lower to cup his balls and toy with them a little. That seemed to be the right call and soon he was rewarded with the first shot of precum splashing against the back of his tongue as Bashraa finally showed signs of enjoyment. A large hand suddenly gripped the back of his head, when Oswald looked up, he was met by the grinning countenance of Bashraa looking back down at him. Without a word, the demon started to force the fox’s maw down deeper onto his cock, apparently thinking the young wizard was taking too long and moving too slow for his liking. Considering he didn’t suck dick at the best of times; it was no surprise that Oswald struggled to swallow Bashraa’s length and his claws began to scratch at the demon’s thighs while he tried to pull back and off in search of breath. The goat’s grip was unbreakable however, Oswald could not pull back, no matter how hard he fought. He could feel the demon’s cock down his throat and throbbing as Bashraa spilled even more scalding hot precum into Oswald. “You will probably suffocate before my first release at this rate” Bashraa sighed and shook his head while he stared down at the fox. “Do you wish to surrender your soul to me now, or shall we try a different hole?” the goat asked with a conniving grin. Oswald’s ears lay flat against his short spiky white hair at that, but he knew the demon was right. There was no way he would ever be able to suck Bashraa off to completion before he suffocated, but that meant he would have to give up something else to the demon. “Yes, give me your virginity” Bashraa growled, as if reading the fox’s mind. Behind Oswald, he felt the fluffy ebony tuft of the goat’s tail brush up between his thighs, across his own crotch and back beneath his fluffy tail to tease at his tail hole. “Submit your dark flower…” the black goat growled suggestively. Oswald didn’t want to give up his last virginity; he hadn’t even considered that as a possibility. At first, he wasn’t even sure if Bashraa wanted it either, at least considering how the demon wasn’t releasing his head yet and kept his maw firmly planted down on his cock. The fox was struggling to breath already; his nose was being pressed into the coarse black fur of the goat’s crotch while his thick cock lazily throbbed and pulsed in the fox’s throat. The edges of his vision began to blur and darken as Oswald fought to remain conscious, but it was of no use. He knew that if he did pass out, Bashraa would more than likely claim his soul and drag him down to hell, he had no choice. Just before he passed out, Oswald looked up at the goats glowing red eyes and gave the faintest of nods, agreeing to submit himself to the degrading act. Suddenly his head was pulled back and off the goat’s cock, letting the young fox gasp for breath as he was shifted and moved about. Oswald found himself sitting in Bashraa’s lap, with the demon’s thick cock now jutting up and resting between his thighs and his soft white furred sack rubbing against the top of the demon’s shaft. The damned thing was almost thicker than his wrist and reached up almost past his bellybutton, which made the fox shudder at the thought of taking such a length unprepared. “I shall prepare you for your deflowering” Bashraa suddenly growled, as a large hand roughly grasped at Oswald’s scruff. He found himself being pushed forwards in the goat’s lap, while his fluffy tail was tugged up out the way and his bare backside was exposed. He heard the goat muttering a soft chant behind him, which was followed by something hot wrapping about his tail and keeping it aloft. When he turned to look behind him, Oswald could see a glowing band of red light wrapped about his tail and anchoring it up in the air, the glowing runes constantly shifted and rotated on the band of red light holding him in place. His attention was soon pulled away from the strange spell by the feeling of slick fingers rubbing between his cheeks and quickly zeroing in on his exposed little asshole, where Bashraa began to rub something rather slick and strangely warm against his flesh. “Unicorn saliva” the goat answered the unasked question, as if he were reading the fox’s mind again. Unicorn saliva was a rather unique item, extremely difficult to obtain, but useful for so many different potions, the majority of which were forbidden knowledge. But raw unicorn saliva like this was often just used for allowing bodies to handle extreme punishment without breaking, which made Oswald somewhat concerned. While it would allow Bashraa to claim his virginity, it wouldn’t do anything to dull the sensations, so he would feel every inch, he just wouldn’t break from it. As if to give him a small sample of what he was in store for, two uncomfortably thick fingers suddenly plunged in beneath his tail and began preparing Oswald’s asshole for what was to come. “Merlin’s beard!” the fox hissed and growled as he squirmed uncomfortably against the goat’s thick digits pumping in and out of his virgin tail hole. Even just those two fingers felt impossible to take, but Oswald felt his body yield beneath their assault all the same. The rough pumping of Bashraa’s digits under his tail felt like it would continue forever, but without warning, the ebony furred goat suddenly withdrew them from the groaning and squirming fox. That could mean only one thing, which Oswald was still on some level hoping wouldn’t come to pass, but unfortunately for him, it did. “Mount me, little wizard” Bashraa ordered, with a broad grin as he sat back and stared at Oswald again. The fox knew why too, as a Prince of hell, he couldn’t simply take such a thing. Or rather, he could, it would just lose its efficacy and there would be no real benefit to Bashraa other than physical pleasure. But when a mortal willingly surrendered something of such importance to one of his kind, it was said to be like dining on ambrosia from the gods themselves for demons. A delectable feast as well as a significant boost to their power, especially if they got the subject to climax soon after. Bashraa could so easily have claimed Oswald’s behind, but he wouldn’t have benefited anything from it, so he required the fox to give up his last virginity willingly. Reluctantly, Oswald made good on his side of the deal. With his tail hole now slicked with unicorn saliva and prepared by the demon’s thick fingers, he lifted himself up enough to let the blunt tip of Bashraa’s cock come to rest beneath the root of his tail. He could feel the hot and hard tip press and rub against his quivering pucker, then slowly start to spread and stretch him as he pushed back against it. The young fox grit his teeth as he fought against his better nature, against the blaring sounds in his mind telling him this was wrong and unnatural, that he should stop before it was too late. But it was already too late, Oswald had officially surrendered his last virginity to a prince of hell, whose cock was now a couple of inches deep in fox wizard behind. Already it felt impossibly thick, like his body would begin to rip in two at any moment, but he kept pushing back down onto the rock-hard fleshy spire. He could feel every inch sink between his buttocks and up into his abdomen, where he swore he could feel it straightening out the bends in his guts. Already his tail hole was aching and burning from being so stretched and filled, but Oswald fought against the desire to lift up and pull himself off the demon’s shaft. “All the way” Bashraa growled and suddenly gripped him by the shoulders, to force the fox down onto the last couple inches of his thick ebony spire. “No, you’re too big!” Oswald cried out and reached back to try push against the goat’s hips and thighs, but Bashraa just swatted his hands away and forced him down deep. When the fox looked down at his belly, he could see the outline of the demon’s member inside him, surely without the unicorn saliva, something like this would have killed him or at the very least, caused massive internal injury. Instead, he just felt his tail hole being stretched impossibly wide around the base of Bashraa’s dick while the goat seemingly did rearrange his guts with every stroke. “You’re going to cum for me too, little wizard” Bashraa growled mockingly into the fox’s left ear, before letting his long, slimy forked tongue lick along Oswald’s neck and cheek. “That’s impossible…not like this!” Oswald whined; indeed, it didn’t feel like he could even get hard, let alone climax from being fucked like a vixen. Then he felt a shift beneath him, Bashraa was moving and suddenly there was a strange, almost electric pulse deep within him. Every time he was bounced in the demon’s lap, something was rubbing and grinding inside him, hitting a spot of nerves he didn’t know was there. It didn’t take too much of this before with a surprised growl, Oswald was staring down at his own erect red cock which was now bouncing and flopping about in his lap. A moment more and his length was drooling long strands of sticky precum, flicking them about the room with every bounce and sway. “No…how…” he groaned in confusion, but he couldn’t stop his body from reacting to the strange sensations the demon’s member was stirring deep within him. “Yes, cum for me, my little concubine” Bashraa teased mockingly, as his hips bucked up roughly against the fox wizard’s backside. As much as he wanted to growl and curse at the demon, Oswald found he couldn’t do anything more than simply whine and squirm. He didn’t want to climax, at least not like this, but he ultimately didn’t have a choice in the matter. With a pathetic cry and whimper, he felt his balls hitch up against his body and his cock start to twitch, just before the first spurts of his climax erupted from the tapered tip of his length. Bashraa grinned as he watched the fox’s essence arc through the air and spatter onto the summoning circle, where both it and the circle faintly glowed for a brief moment before a tendril of red smoke rose up from the intersecting lines. Oswald didn’t notice the circle briefly flicker then go dark again, he was too lost in his own shame and his forced climax. At least it was over, he’d given Bashraa what he wanted, maybe now he could… “We’re not done yet, little wizard” Bashraa replied to his unspoken thought again. Oswald felt himself being easily lifted by the large goat creature, his knees being gripped in strong hands as they were lifted up almost to his chest with his ankles by his ears while the demon rose to his feet. The fox blinked in surprise as he found himself looking at Bashraa standing before him, but the goat was still standing behind him and buried under his tail, so how could he be standing in front of Oswald now too? “It’s just a mirror image of me” the goat replied once more, seeming to have noticed the fox’s confusion. That just gave Oswald more questions, mainly why did Bashraa need another image of himself? This time the goat didn’t answer verbally, instead, he showed the fox why. With his knees up against his chest and his ankles by his ears, the fox was completely vulnerable to the demon’s whims and wishes. What Bashraa wanted right now was to break the little wizard, which apparently entailed making a mirror image of himself so they both could fuck the fox at the same time. “Wait…no…that’s too much!” Oswald cried out when the duplicate Bashraa stepped forward and let his equally as intimidating cock slap down against the vulpine’s exposed soft white furred balls. The other Bashraa just grinned menacingly at Oswald while he slowly let the blunt tip of his cock draw down, slowly lowering it until it rested beneath the fox’s testicles and pressed right up against the real demon’s cock still hilted there. Oswald couldn’t do anything to stop them, the other goat just pushed, pried and forced his way in alongside the original while the wizard howled and begged for mercy as his tail hole was stretched beyond all reasonable expectations. The unicorn saliva did its trick though, as much as it felt like he was about to rip apart at any moment, his body didn’t sustain any damage at all. Not that it felt like it, Oswald felt exactly what taking two thick cocks like Bashraa’s would feel like in excruciating detail. He couldn’t stop his whining, begging and pleading when they pressed in around him and just worked their hips in counterpoint to one another. While one sunk into him, the other length was pulling out, never letting him be empty for even a moment. Even more humiliating was the fact that Oswald felt his balls churning again as they gradually built him up to another climax. He didn’t know how or why he came the second time, but he did, this time his white mess painted the duplicate Bashraa’s six pack with his sticky white mess, not that it seemed to even notice or care. The bastard just grinned smugly at Oswald and withdrew its cock from inside the fox. Oswald was dropped to the floor unceremoniously, left panting on all fours in the middle of his summoning circle as the two demons slowly circled him. He hoped it was over, but he had a sneaking suspicion it wasn’t, both of their lengths were still rock hard and jutting out menacingly from their groins. He wasn’t surprised when they finally advanced on him again, at least this time they had the decency to only stuff one cock per available fox hole. Not that it was any better really, he still found himself choking on one Bashraa cock while the other resumed ravaging his backside. The only difference this time however was the fact he noticed they were both starting to huff and pant a little, finally showing signs of fatigue. Perhaps they were finally getting close to their own climax, which reminded him of the bargain. Bashraa’s pleasure was his power, so if he got them to actually climax, he would finally have the power he sought. He had come this far, now he was so close to finally achieving his goal. Oswald began to roll and grind his backside back against the Bashraa behind him, while he almost eagerly sucked and swallowed around the twin thickness stuffing his maw and throat again. He actively and willingly was now trying to get the demon off; he could almost taste the power. He didn’t even care about the pain of Bashraa’s sharp nails digging into his waist as the goat gripped tightly about his hips and bucked forcefully under his fluffy tail. Or the way the other demon’s fingers roughly gripped his short white hair and his heavy balls slapped against Oswald’s chin while he stretched out the fox’s throat. He didn’t know or care how long it all took; all he cared about was that he eventually got them there. The Bashraa kneeling before him was the first to climax, raising its muzzle high and letting out a bellow so loud the windows and roof of his house shook and even Oswald’s ears rang. The one behind him wasn’t far behind either, with one final rough thrust and thunderous clap of his hips against the fox’s rear, Bashraa bellowed again as he let loose a scalding hot torrent of demon essence deep inside the young wizard fox. Oswald swore he could feel power surging through him, growing with every hot spurt of seed they poured into him, so he willingly and hungrily swallowed every drop Bashraa had to offer. In much the same way, he also ground, clenched and squeezed his tail hole down around the thick cock hilted under his tail in an attempt to milk every last drop of demon essence he could muster. He wanted everything the demon could offer, no matter how humiliating and degrading it was. He’d suffered and endured enough by now, he deserved this! Then he heard it, laughter. Oswald frowned as his triangular ears perked at the sound, when he looked up at the Bashraa in front of him, the goat just wore a smirk as it glared back down at him. He had no doubt the Bashraa behind him would be wearing much the same expression, so he did not know who was laughing at the moment. “All you mortals are the same, so hungry for power you’ll do anything. Even debase yourselves for nothing” a familiar deep rumbling voice said. Oswald watched in horror as the Bashraa before him began to dissolve into a cloud of black smoke, as did the one behind him too apparently, at least judging by the sudden empty feeling under his tail. Once again, sitting on the obsidian throne was Bashraa, his thick ebony cock in hand as he slowly stroked himself. There was evidence of his cum on his own fingers now as he stared hard at Oswald. “Our deal…” the fox sat up and stammered as he stared at the demon’s cum covered fingers stroking his own thick ebony cock. “Our deal was only valid if you made me cum, but you didn’t…I did it myself, while you played with my summons” Bashraa began to explain, while wearing a smug and rather condescending smirk. “Your summons…but how…” the confused wizard asked, that shouldn’t have been possible inside a summoning circle now that he thought about it. “You broke the circle” Bashraa laughed and nodded over at the point where Oswald’s own cum had broken one of the centre most sigils of the summoning circle. This had basically set Bashraa free of his control, it also allowed the demon to summon not just one, but apparently two mirror images. Oswald hadn’t even been fucked by Bashraa himself; he had just used the fox to gain more power before humiliating him. “Thank you for the fun, but I must be off…people to do, things to see” the goat laughed and raised his hand to snap his fingers, whereupon he vanished in an instant, leaving a tired and rather sore fox wizard sitting naked in the middle of his apparently broken summoning circle. “Fucking demons!” Oswald shouted angrily as he awkwardly got to his feet, his right hand reached back to soothingly rub at his aching backside. He’d gotten fucked ten ways from Sunday and all for nothing, he’d also just let loose a Prince of Hell and given him a power boost on top of losing his anal virginity to boot. He had satisfied his end of the bargain, but that asshole Bashraa had tricked him into getting out of his side. Oswald swore his vengeance on the goat, if it was the last thing he did!