A Summoning Gone Wrong
Chapter 2: A Sexy Sacrifice
Assmodia was beyond frustrated as she walked down the street outside Lulu’s house. She couldn’t believe how stupid that witch had become. She was like, so dumb and pathetic now. Then again, Assmodia did make her that way. And it’s not like she really regretted it. After all, she was the baddest bitch in the Seven Rings of Hell and it was just too much fun to watch the light drain from that arrogant slut’s eyes. Besides… with a bit of work, the succubus reasoned, Lulu could be made into a powerful little plaything for her.
She had rounded the corner when she felt a sudden surge of power rush through her demonic sex, and she knew the bimbofied witch had used her magic. If Assmodia was lucky, the girl had turned herself into a dildo and she could just pick it up later. She could fuck the rest of witch’s brains out and remake her however she wanted. But that was a problem for later. For now, she was hungry.
Thankfully, being Halloween, the demoness’ appearance did not alarm most passers-by as she sauntered down the street. That didn’t mean, however, that she wasn’t getting any attention. She could feel the eyes on her. And, sure, some were judging her… but even more checking her out. She could feel them taking her lewd bimbo body in with their eyes, some much to their partner’s disgust which always made the lust demon grin. She knew the couples would argue over her when they got home, and she knew that her perfectly slutty body would be all either of them could think of as they fucked each other senseless during the inevitable makeup sex. She licked her lips, thinking of all the yummy sex people would be having because of her.
When one particularly brave girl in a Cinderella costume decided to call her a whore, Assmodia only blew the girl a kiss. There was a brief moment of confusion before the pretty princess’ lips swelled into beestung pillows. The girl tried to scream but, when the arousal hit her and her newfound oral fixation formed, all she could do was pull a lollipop from her purse and suck furiously on it. Beside her, her Prince Charming could only stare as his normally conservative lover pumped the candy between her lips like a cheap slut. The pants of his costume felt tighter as his bulge became noticeable, and the princess immediately dropped to her knees, eager to replace the lolly with something much bigger.
Walking away, Assmodia could hear groans as the princess took her prince’s cock in her mouth right there on the sidewalk. She snickered to herself and gave her glossy black lip a little bite. The little demonstration of power only left the demon craving more. She needed to feed, and she needed to do it soon. She turned another corner, and her attention was pulled to trashy pop music coming from a nearby house. That would be perfect. Nothing said feast like a bunch of drunk coeds in skimpy costumes.
She was crossing the street when, unfortunately, a voice called out to her, “Hey babe, you going to the Sanderson party?”
Assmodia stopped and turned and she couldn’t contain her wicked smile when she saw the perfect snack staring back at her. Tall, dark, and broad-shouldered, the guy looked like a model. Wearing a football jersey and some sweatpants, his “costume” wasn’t much but, if the succubus had her way, it wouldn’t be around long anyways.
“Oh, umm, like totally,” Assmodia giggled, giving off the naughty schoolgirl vibes that she knew a guy like him would love.
“Wanna pre-party first?” he held up a bottle of what the demoness could only assume was cheap liquor and a bag of something that seemed to be a white powder. “I think it’ll be way more fun this way.”
It took everything she had to not pounce him in the middle of the street, but she wanted to make this count. “Oh, well,” she looked up at him with big doe eyes, “if you think that’s a better idea. We’ll go to the party after, right?”
“Sure, babe, whatever you want,” the jock gave her a wolfish smile. “Hot costume by the way, what are you supposed to be?”
“Oh, I’m like, a slutty demon,” she answered, biting her lip as if she was feeling embarrassed.
“Slutty huh? I like that.”
Assmodia couldn’t help but smile. This was like taking candy from a baby. “Really? I worried it was like, too much.”
“No, not at all, babe. You look super fucking hot.”
“So like, where are we going to, um, pre-party?” she asked, eager to get started.
“Well, there’s some trees behind the park over there,” he gestured behind him to a park a little further down the street. “That’s where my buddies and I usually go to smoke up and stuff. We could go there. Some of the boys might even be there already.”
The succubus skipped towards him, making sure her huge boobs were giving him quite the show. This was getting too good to be true. One dumb stud was one thing, but a whole group of them? She quivered with anticipation as she batted her eyelashes at him, “Oh, that sounds like, really fun!”
She grabbed onto his arm and let him lead her to the park. She could feel him constantly looking down, trying to sneak little peeks at her tits. Naturally, she pressed her arm tight against her tits, pushing them up every more for him. The hornier he was, the easier he’d be to feed from.
When they got to the park, Assmodia was a little disappointed to see no one else was there. “Like, where are your friends?” she asked, trying to keep up the innocent act as long as she could.
“Oh, they’re probably just on their way or something,” he assured her.
“Oh, okay! They won’t be mad if we start without them?”
He smiled, “Nah, not at all. They’ll just join in when they get here.”
Assmodia giggled, “Okay!”
“I’m Jon, by the way.”
“Oh, um, I’m Dia.”
“Oh, are you like French or something?” the dumb hunk asked, trying to discern the demon’s features beneath what he assumed was her hot pink body paint.
“Or something,” Assmodia giggled again.
“That’s hot,” he said, mentally high-fiving himself. Assmodia grinned, he really thought he was hot shit. She couldn’t wait to taste him. Guys like him always tasted so yummy. “We’re here.”
“Oh yay!” she cheered, sounding every bit the ditzy airhead Jon was imagining her as. “It’s so quiet here.”
Jon smiled, “Yeah, the boys and I like our privacy. If Coach caught us getting fucked up, he’d make us run laps like crazy.”
Assmodia feigned a look of concern, “That sounds awful!”
Jon opened the bottle and took a swig. He made a pained face before swallowing the booze down. “Damn, that’s good stuff.” He held out the bottle for Assmodia, “Want some?”
The demoness took the bottle and brought it to her full lips, letting them wrap around the bottle so Jon could get all the right ideas. Downing her sip, she handed it back, “Oh my god, that’s disgusting.”
“Yeah,” Jon chuckled, “but it’ll really fuck ya up.”
“Oh, well, that’s good!” she flashed him a sexy smile, “I could really use that.”
Jon smiled, getting closer to her now, “Nice.”
Assmodia figured now was as good a time as any. She put her hands around Jon’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
The jock, though caught off guard, didn’t resist. He let the sexy demon chick pull him in, his eyes going heavy with arousal as her lips pressed against his and her tongue swirled in his mouth. She tasted like bubblegum. It was so hot; he could barely think straight.
“Good boy,” she purred as she broke the kiss, “just like, gimme your yummy soul and I’ll make you a perfect little fucktoy, okay?”
He mumbled something incoherent and Assmodia didn’t wait for him to say anything else. She kissed him again, letting her power flow into him and drain him.
“Whaa?” his words slurred as he felt a rush of arousal pump through him. Suddenly, both he and Assmodia were aware of the tightness at the front of his pants.
“Oh, don’t worry ‘bout that,” Assmodia said, licking the taste of him from her lips, “I’ll like, totally take care of that for ya.”
Jon chuckled dimly and reached into his pants, tugging his swollen manhood from his boxers.
Assmodia smiled, “Gosh, you’re like, super eager. Huh, cutie? Kay, well, I guess I can skip to the good part.”
She pushed him down and straddled him, eliciting another needy sound of approval from the jock. “This is like, what you wanted, right?” she asked him. “To fuck a sexy bitch like me all alone in the park where no one can see? To like, take advantage of me and use me like a slut? Share me with your friends like I’m just some stupid sexdoll?”
Jon could barely comprehend what she was saying at this point. He could only paw weakly at the succubus’ massive chest.
Assmodia freed them from the top that had barely been containing them and shoved him in the jock’s face, “Do you like my big titties, Jon? I bet you like, wanna kiss ‘em and suck on ‘em and stuff too. I bet you totes even wish you had your own, huh?”
“Uh huhh,” Jon’s reply was muffled under the mass of the bright pink orbs of flesh in his face.
But Assmodia didn’t really care about his answer anyways. She positioned herself over his cock and slid on top of it. She purred as it entered her, her demonic sex burning with the lust Jon was feeding her. Below her, Jon’s chest tingled as his chiseled pecs began to swell into his own pair of perky breasts.
“That’s right, like, let go and let the bouncy titties take you away, Jonny. You’re gonna be such a hot little thrall for me, won’t ya? No more big dumb muscles, just big bimbo boobies like mine.”
She continued to ride Jon as the changes intensified. The small handfuls he had developed were now full-on bolt ons that sat high on his significantly leaner chest. While still much smaller than the demoness’ own, the jock’s new tits would cost a normal person thousands of dollars and multiple surgeries to obtain.
“Oh my gosh, Jon, you’re like, so big,” Assmodia cooed, fondling her victim’s tits for emphasis. “You’re so yummy, you’re gonna make me so fucking powerful, babe. You’re gonna be such a good little sacrificial slut for me. Aren’t you, baby?”
Jon babbled something, his voice already much higher than it had been. The deep manly tone of his voice now just a flighty sing-song melody as Assmodia fucked his brains out. He felt so good, so sexy and hot, that he no idea that he was becoming another mindless bimbo thrall, destined to fuck and suck for eternity in Hell. His thoughts were thick and hazy, he tried to say something again, but his lips had plumped into such large, plush pillows that he could barely speak. It wasn’t like he was capable of any meaningful thoughts anymore anyways.
“Oh, Jonny, you’re gonna be such a hot little fucktoy,” Assmodia taunted him as she bounced on his cock. She watched his face soften and become more feminine. His eyes becoming pink pools of lust as his body continued to reshape itself with each bounce of Assmodia’s perfect ass against Jon’s soft, wide hips. “That’s right, baby. Be a good little slut for me. Fill me with that yummy hot cum like a good girl and cum yourself away. I’m like, super close. You better get ready.”
Assmodia fucked Jon harder, screaming out the jock fully bimbofied. Her ass was a perky bubble, which changed the angle of her cock just enough that Assmodia couldn’t hold back anymore. With a few more greedy bounces, she arched her back and cried out in pleasure. Her demonic juices running down Jon’s cock and sealing her fate as the succubus’ bimbo toy. Assmodia continued to grind against her new plaything as finally, Jon’s cock swelled and twitched, filling her Mistress with cum as she came the tattered remnants of her brain away.
Once empty, her cock shrunk and receded into itself, leaving a pretty pink pussy in its place. Assmodia’s brand appeared right above it, forever marking her as nothing more than the demoness’ fucktoy. Assmodia giggled to herself as her new thrall moaned mindlessly, fondling her new tits and licking her big slutty lips.
“Oooh, good girl, Jonny. Though, I guess Jon isn’t a great name for a dumb bitch like you, is it? I think Jenni is a much better name, don’t you?”
Jenni bit her lip as the new name took hold in her empty mind. She was whatever her Mistress said she was. And that meant she was Jenni. Jon, as far as she knew, never existed. She was just a thrall. No thoughts, no options, just pleasure and lust. Jenni purred in agreement, a dumb smile washing over her face.
“That’s a good girl, Jenni. Gosh, I feel like, so much better now,” Assmodia said as she dismounted from her conquest. “Now, we can’t have a dumb slut like you running around so off you go.”
The demoness snapped her fingers and Jenni vanished with a gasp. She was going to be a great toy for the other bitches down in Hell. Or she’d end up as even less than she was now. Assmodia didn’t really care. Toys like Jenni were a dime a dozen anyways. Besides, Assmodia had a Halloween party to check out.