Aaralon's Discoveries - Edit (Possession)

Tammy sputtered as she backed away from the little demon and her trall. She wasn't that afraid of a small demon like Tar'oth, as she knew dozens of ways to get rid of it, but an Aaralon (heck, ANYONE) who was under the complete control of ANY demon spelled trouble.

"Wha... What do you want?" she asked, secretely preparing her magic. If they made any threatening moves, all bets were off.

The imp floated in front of her with the evil grin, her tiny breasts bounced to her wing's rythmatic beat. "Well dear, you know I'm only a lowly Imp, and any magician worth their salt would be able to banish me or make me do things I don't want to." She tried to seem meek when she said that, but it wasn't very convincing. "But Aaralon here stupidly cast the wrong spell and gave me power over him, and I've decided that I want to stay here and enjoy the world, so to speak. Of course, to do that, I need to disguise myself..." She peered at Tammy with a sly grin.

Tammy however, didn't get it. "What do you mean? What does that have to do with me? And don't think I didn't catch that last bit about harvesting."

Tar'oth just grinned wider as she swayed in the air. "Oh, don't worry. I just need something... special to disguise myself. In fact, it should be quite pleasurable to you since the thing I need, only a woman has..." Tammy blinked sluggishly as she tried to figure out what Tar'oth meant. She suddenly realized what it was when the imp confirmed it. "You see, I need the womb of a virgin to begin my transformation."

At that, Aaralon, who had been secretly moving around to Tammy's blind spot while the imp was speaking, grabbed hold of her arms and knocked her legs forwards so that she was kneeling on the floor and unable to use her hands. She squirmed and shouted, but a fog seemed to have enveloped her thoughts and she reacted sluggishly, unable to muster up a spell for her own defenses.

Tar'oth swish-swayed down to the floor and told Tammy, "Relax. You're going to enjoy this, and since nobody is going to hear you anyways, you might as well save your breath and throat. Now, I'm going to make you an offer you can't refuse. I'm willing to give you all my magic in return for this little favor. All you have to do is sign a pact that you won't let it out that I'm in your womb, and you'll have all the magic that I am." In her confused state, Tammy didn't catch the subtle hint of what Tar'oth planned, nor could she remember the classes she had on demonology, or she'd remember that demons were mainly made of pure magic. "If you don't agree... well, you should know what's going to happen." The imp grinned as Aaralon tightened his grip on Tammy, causing her to gasp in pain.

"So, what will it be?"



"Listen to me Aaralon! I'll do anything you want! Please let me go! Help me!" she screamed.

Tar'oth eye's pierced Aaralon and he did not give it a second thought.

"Hold her open for me," the demon said.

Tammy screamed and tried to break herself out of Aaralon's grasp. Tar'oth chanted, and her body liquidated, becoming a viscous fluid, she slithered to Tammy's pussy lips. Aaralon spread them for her as he struggled to keep her under control. She thrashed wildly as the slimy thick magical essence grappled onto her skin. Sluggishly the imp crawled up Tammy, her body latching onto her ass, then squirming up Tammy's body to her lips. Aarlaon spread them further, exposing her inner pink, which had since started flowing.

"Aaralon! Anything! Please! Release me!" she muffled.

Tar'oth's ice cold body elicited screams as she entered Tammy's vagina. Both females squirmed in pleasure, and Tammy's legs gave out entirely. All of Tar'oth's long arcane body had entered Tammy, and the imp enjoyed her tightness for a moment before moving on.

Tammy screamed as Tar'oth effortlessly broke her virginity. She then she condensed her slimy body and slid up Tammy's impossibly narrow vaginal canal, entering her womb. The tail of the ethereal slime still pivoted and bucked its self inside Tammy, rendering her unable to think; dominated by pleasure.

Tar'oth was completely inside of Tammy and grinned as she fitted her body into the womb.

Thrashing wildly from pleasure, Tammy accidently back-fisted Aaralon in the face, knocking him over. She regained some sense of control and forced her body up on its legs.

Aaralon made a dive at her, but she managed to force him back with a weak wind force spell.

Tammy desperately grabbed a broom from her right and cleaved Aaralon with it, knocking him in a daze. She kicked him and he fell through the door way. She slammed the door shut and scrambled to lock it.

Click.

With half the battle over, Tammy concentrated on her body. She could feel Tar'oth in her. She could feel the slime fill her, the tail was make its way up through her tight crevices and she screamed in agony.

"Get out of me!" she screamed fiercely, she began to beat her stomach mercilessly. It had no effect, and only further weakened her strength.

"No! I won't be taken by such a lowly demon!" she cried, tears were now flowing from her eyes, and her already wet face became saturated in tears.

In a last desperate act Tammy ran to the kitchen.

A steam of her pussy juices ran down her legs and she ran, staining the carpet floor.

Tammy opened a drawer and pulled out a long slender knife.

Tears still flowing she placed the knife's tip at her naked stomach.

Tammy's mind was overloaded with emotion and fear, the wooden door behind her began to swing with Aaralon's pushes. Her life flashed before her eyes.

She raised the knife.

The imp within her had already filled her womb entirely, it glued its self to her and spasmed rhythmically. Demonic essence and unholy fluids overcame her humanity.

She set down the knife.

Tammy's failing soul fought with the demon. As if trying to expel the demon, she screamed and shook violently, and started punching and flailing madly.

With a final scream, her spirit failed succumbing to the imp as her body fell to the tiled floor, making a hard crack.

Almost instantly, her eyes opened. The young apprentice's once glowing blue eyes were spires of darkness. Ink black clouds of mingled in them. A small tail sprouted from above her ass cheeks, ripping the remains of her skirt, and small feathery wings forced their way from her flesh. A radiant dark energy eminated from her pussy.

Tar'oth grinned wickedly and stared down at her new hands. She welcomed Aaralon in.

"Excellent," she giggled in Tammy's cheery voice. "Now in order to cement the spell, i need the seed of a suitor to trap this ones virgin spirit and become my progeny." She looked up to Aaralon, tracing her finger across his growing. "You will help me with that" She soothed. "Get undressed and lay down"

In seconds he was sprawled on the floor, his erection sticking straight. Aaralon stared the beautiful innie vagina hovering over him, and while mind controlled he was still nonetheless extremely attracted to Tammy's body.

Tar'oth was already dripping wet as she felt her bottom lips push apart as he entered her. She felt that type of feeling so many times before, but something about the sensitivity of this new body made it so much more enjoyable. "Yes!" She moaned loudly as the final steps of her plan were soon to come out. If Aaralon was of any sound mind, he could have still reversed her possession with some spells. She knew she had to release her spell on him for this to work and her possession permanent.

She wriggled her hips, wet noises abound as she could feel him throb inside of her. "Hmm. Not yet" She said.

Motioning with her hands, she conjured a spell that bound his hands and feel to the ground with chains. Another spell sealed his mouth shut to prevent him from saying anything. He was completely docile while this happened until the last spell released his mind control. The layer of yellow in his eyes lifted to his original blue. Blinking a few times, Aaralon realized he was in control and tried to move. Try as he might, the chains were too hard.

Tar'oth didn't make it easy as she smiled sharply and seductively grind-ed on his hips. "I know you like this body" She moaned. "Help me and it'll be yours any time you want"

Aaralon's muffled yells in futile attempts to cast spells but it was no use. Tar'oth laughed, "Oh, you don't have a choice." She continued to bounce on him. "You are going to give me that sperm of yours. You are going to give me the power I need to dominate." Her moans sharpened. "Oooh! I can feel it getting ready! I can feel you throb! You are getting close, aren't you"

She wasn't lying, and he also knew he was sealing Tammy's fate but lord knew the sight before him was more then what he dreamed of. The curve of her pussy gripped him like a vase, rolling over his shaft was too much for him.

Tar'oth watched intently as his eyes rolled up with muffled moans, she could start to feel his erection begin to throb inside of her. She pushed down as much as she could, which caused the tip of his penis to pierce into her cervix. Any discomfort was overshadowed by the pleasure the orgasm she was feeling. Jet after jet flooded her directly into her womb.

Aaralons eyes returned from the mammoth orgasm he just experienced, breathing heavily through his nose was all he could do. He looked down seeing Tar'oth looking down herself chanting some magic with her hands motioning around her lower stomach. He didn't want to pay attention to what she was saying, as the post-nut clarity was sending a lot of guilt through him. 'I'm so sorry Tammy' he thought in his mind, his eyes started to water and his penis reflected his emotion by starting to soften even inside of Tar'oth.

Tar'oth was busy pushing eggs into her uterus for immediate and direct contact with his sperm, which it did. In 1 egg, she pushed Tammy's soul into having it immediately fertilized. In that moment, Tar'oth's control over the body was complete. All of the power Tammy had was now in Tar'oth's control. She closed her eyes briefly, breathing heavily before reopening them. Her eyes shined with a deeper red as if red lightning shimmered in. "Ahh! What a rush!" She exclaimed, Tammy's old memories started to flow in.

Her eyes floated down to Aaralon, she could see his sadness. She didn't care for that quality in a mate, but with the fuck he just gave her she thought it would be a waste to kill him. He could still thwart her plans, but then she recalled a spell that would solve that.

Closing her eyes again, she motioned around her belly while chanting a spell. Inside her womb, a dozen eggs detached from her ovaries and put in close proximity to the cluster of sperm. While they started to penetrate the eggs, she then infused a portion of her essence into these ovum's. It took a minute while she sped up the process. As opposed to the first fertilized egg that would be born mostly human, these were completely infused with demonic energy that would be born as parasitic slugs, perfectly adapt to taking control of host bodies.

The first one mature enough was sent out of her cervix. She could feel the pop that accompanied it, and knew the moment when it slithered into Aaralon's shaft by the look on his face. Making a muffled cry, he knew something was very wrong feeling something wriggled in his genital area. Tar'oth moaned sensually as she looked at the bulge under his skin. She gently caressed her finger as if to guide it upwards.

Aaralon started to struggled more violently against his bonds, still as useless effort as before. Tar'oth put a finger over his bound mouth, "Shh. It will be over quick, let it happen, don't struggle" She continue to watch the slug slither past his chest and up his neck.

Aaralon felt increasing pressure in his brain. He didn't know what was happening, it felt awful as a tear ran down his cheek. "Goodbye Aaralon." Tar'oth said with a slight grin.

Suddenly a small but audible crunch sound occurred. The slug growing in size bit the end of his brain stem connecting the body as it worked to replace it, that cut off connection to the body resulting in an immediate slump of Aaralon's head to the side and eyes drifting into the distance. It quickly went dark for him no longer able to feel anything. As his spirit left for the beyond, the slug was busy attaching itself, consuming and replacing the brain left over taking in.

On the outside it was fairly quick how fast it worked to reconnect parts of its body, various involuntary twitches here and there before he stopped. His eyes shifted from blue to deep red and a smile drowned over his face. Tar'oth returned the smile waving her hand to remove his bonds. "Aaralon" leaned his head up looking over his chest and hands. He had memories from both Tar'oth and Aaralon, quickly coming up to speed.

Looking up, "Aaralon" saw the beauty impaled on him. With strength Tar'oth didn't expect, he picked her up without removing his cock placing her on the nearby table, her legs over his shoulders. "Oh!" She involuntarily moaned, also feeling his erection come back to life seemingly bigger then before.

"The fool didn't know what he was capable of" 'Aaralon' said immediately thrusting into Tar'oth. "Now, open wide so i can knock you the fuck up even more!" He growled. "Yes!" Was all she could get out before they locked lips in the evil embrace. The two former friends now bodies controlled by demons, genitals slapping in delight.

After several minutes of pounding, 'Aaralon' made one last grunt pushing himself as far as he could go and shooting an unbelievable amount of seed into her. Tar'oth's belly seemed to expand at the amount with many eggs being drenched. With a wave of his hand, he absorbed many of her fertilized eggs back into his shaft where they were stored into his balls for future use.

Tar'oth was in bliss as she could feel her new womb practically full of seed.