Amanda's damnation

You stand as a hulking incubus, your bright red skin pulsing with veins of black ichor, muscles rippling with each predatory movement. Your massive 12-inch demon cock throbs with dark energy, the veiny, ridged shaft slick with precum that drips onto the floor with a faint, sizzling hiss, scorching the wood beneath. Your bat-like wings quiver with anticipation, and your spade-shaped tail lashes behind you, oozing black cum from the slit at its tip. Beside you, Jess, Maya, and Jess’ father—each a towering monstrosity of demonic power—radiate an aura of insatiable hunger, their crimson forms glistening with sweat and ichor, their glowing crimson eyes locked on their trembling prey: Amanda.

Amanda and Derek are still huddled near a shattered table, their faces pale and slick with terror, Derek’s trembling hand gripping a broken chair leg as a pitiful weapon while Amanda clutches at his arm, her wide eyes brimming with horror at the monstrous transformations she’s witnessed. But in a blur of predatory motion, you strike first—your spade-shaped tail whipping forward like a living whip, its slick, leathery surface coiling tightly around Amanda’s ankle with unerring accuracy. She lets out a sharp gasp of surprise as you yank her toward you in one brutal pull, her body sliding across the grimy floor with a harsh scrape, her limbs flailing in panic as the **** drags her straight into your shadow. The sudden attack startles everyone, the air filling with her cries as she struggles against the pull.

Mick, staggering from his drunken haze, watches in horror as this unfolds before his eyes, his bottle of Scotch slipping from his grasp and shattering on the floor in a spray of amber liquid and glass. “We gotta get outta here, man! That thing just grabbed her—fuck, she’s done for!” he slurs, grabbing Derek by the shoulder and pulling him away with surprising strength for his **** state. Derek resists for a heartbeat, his gaze locked on Amanda as she’s dragged, raw anguish etched into his features, but Mick’s **** tug and the vivid scene **** him to stumble backward, dragged toward the bar’s back exit. His boots scuff against the floor, his final, anguished look at Amanda searing into her memory as he disappears into the shadows of the corridor, leaving her alone to face the infernal horde.

Amanda screams, a piercing wail of despair as she reaches out for Derek, her voice cracking with raw emotion. “No, Derek! Don’t leave me! Please!” she cries, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, but her plea is swallowed by the oppressive heat of the bar as you and the others close in with predatory swiftness, your towering forms casting shadows that engulf her trembling frame. She scrambles backward desperately, her hands clawing at the sticky floor for purchase, but there’s nowhere to run. You loom over her, your hulking 7 1/2-foot frame a wall of crimson muscle, your glowing eyes burning with hunger. With a savage snarl, you reach down, your clawed hands gripping the collar of her thin blouse and the waistband of her tight jeans. The fabric tears with a sharp, grating rip as you yank with brutal ****, shredding her clothes in one violent motion, the sound of ripping cotton and denim echoing through the bar. Her pale, **** body is exposed, save for the tattered scraps of her white lace bra and panties, now clinging to her sweat-slicked skin. Her modest curves tremble under your gaze, her small, pert breasts heaving with panicked breaths, her skin prickling with goosebumps as the hot, oppressive air of the bar washes over her, carrying the scent of corruption.

She screams again, a shrill sound of terror that pierces the heavy atmosphere, her hands flailing to cover her exposed chest and crotch as she tries to crawl away, her knees scraping against the grimy floor. “No, please! Don’t touch me!” she sobs, but her cries only fuel your dark desire. You grab her hips with bruising ****, your sharp claws digging into her soft, pale flesh, drawing thin, crimson lines of blood that trickle down her thighs, staining her skin with streaks of red. “No use fighting, little lamb,” you growl, your voice a deep, resonant rumble of infernal lust, vibrating through the air as your crimson eyes glint with sadistic hunger. Without hesitation, you position your massive 12-inch cock at her entrance, the bulbous, veiny head slick with black precum that drips onto her trembling inner thighs, sizzling faintly against her skin and immediately seeping into her pores. The dark energy of your precum invades her body from the first contact, igniting a confusing warmth that battles her pain, making her gasp as unwanted tingles of illicit pleasure begin to mix with the agony.

With a brutal, unrelenting thrust, you bury yourself inside her tight, unprepared pussy, the sudden intrusion tearing through the flimsy fabric of her panties as if they were nothing, splitting her open with a savage **** that forces a gut-wrenching scream from her lips. Her body arches in agony, but the precum's corrupting essence starts to take hold faster than she can comprehend, its sizzling heat spreading through her veins and dulling the edges of her resistance. Each pulse of your cock sends more of the black fluid deep into her, awakening forbidden sensations that make her inner walls clench involuntarily around your girth, a mix of torment and emerging lust that leaves her breathless. “Stop! Please, it hurts! I can’t—!” Amanda cries, her voice breaking into sobs, tears streaming down her face as she pounds her fists against your rock-hard chest, her nails scratching futilely at your crimson skin, though her movements are already growing weaker, her body betraying her with subtle, unwanted twitches of pleasure.

Her screams intensify, but they’re laced with a new undercurrent of confusion as the precum's influence deepens, her mind clouding with dark desires that she fights to suppress. Jess’ father steps behind her with a predatory smirk, his own 12-inch demon cock throbbing with dark intent, the veiny shaft pulsing with black ichor, the bulbous head dripping with a viscous, tar-like precum. He grips her ass cheeks with his massive, clawed hands, spreading them wide with a brutal tug, exposing her tight, virgin asshole as his claws leave angry red welts on her pale skin, small beads of blood welling up where they break the surface. With a guttural, sadistic chuckle that rumbles like thunder, he shoves his cock into her unprepared rear, the brutal double penetration making her body convulse violently as her screams turn raw and broken, her limbs trembling uncontrollably under the dual ****. Yet, as his precum mingles with yours inside her, the corrupting warmth accelerates, her protests softening into conflicted moans, her hips bucking not just in pain but with nascent, shameful need.

“Shut the screaming bitch up,” Jess hisses, her black lips curling into a wicked grin, her voice dripping with sadistic amusement as she and Maya exchange a glance of dark delight, their crimson eyes glinting with malice. Their spade-shaped tails, bright red and slick with black cum oozing from the slits at their tips, lash forward like venomous serpents, glistening in the dim light. Jess coils her tail around Amanda’s neck briefly, the slick, leathery appendage tightening just enough to **** her mouth open with a **** gasp, before shoving it deep down her throat with a wet, invasive thrust. Maya follows suit, her tail joining Jess’, the two appendages writhing together like living things as they fill Amanda’s mouth to the brim, muffling her piercing screams into wet, gurgling moans of distress. Black ichor drips from the corners of her lips, staining her chin and neck as it trickles down, her eyes widening in abject horror, but the precum's pervasive effects are already eroding her will, her body shuddering with a blend of torment and growing, involuntary arousal that she can no longer fully control.

The sight of their tails in action sparks a dark, perverse idea in your corrupted mind, a wicked inspiration that you share with Jess’ father through a silent, knowing glance, your crimson eyes meeting his with mutual understanding. With a low, guttural growl, you pull your massive cock out of Amanda’s abused pussy, a slick, wet sound accompanying the movement as a messy mix of black ichor, precum, and her **** juices drips onto the floor, pooling beneath her trembling form. Jess’ father mirrors your action, withdrawing from her ass with a grunt, leaving her tight hole gaping momentarily as more dark fluid leaks out, staining her pale skin with streaks of black. Amanda gasps for air around the tails in her mouth, her body shuddering with the brief reprieve, but the precum already coursing through her has weakened her resolve, her eyes glazing over as she whimpers, her resistance hanging by a thread.

You both coil your own spade-shaped tails around your cocks, the slick, leathery appendages wrapping tightly around your thick shafts like living bindings, the slits at their tips aligning with your bulbous heads, oozing more black cum that mingles with your precum, creating a glistening, unholy sheen that drips with every pulse. The added texture amplifies the corrupting power, and as you thrust back into Amanda simultaneously—your tail-wrapped cock plunging back into her ravaged pussy with a wet, squelching ****, and Jess’ father’s into her abused ass—the surge of precum overwhelms her completely. The dark energy floods her system in a final, devastating wave, shattering the last remnants of her resistance. Her body convulses violently under the renewed ****, her muffled screams transforming into ****, ecstatic moans as the precum destroys her will, binding her to the infernal lust. She no longer fights; instead, her hips grind back against you with eager need, her inner walls milking your cock as if starved for the corruption, her mind lost to the overwhelming pleasure.

Beside you, Jess and Maya revel in the debauchery, their crimson forms pressed close in a display of feral lust, their massive tits heaving as they turn to each other with ravenous hunger. Their black lips crash together in a sloppy, ravenous kiss, tongues tangling with wet, lewd slurps, black ichor dripping from their mouths as they devour each other with **** need. Their sharp claws roam each other’s bodies, squeezing and kneading their engorged, leaking breasts, black milk trickling down their torsos as they pinch and tug at their hard nipples, eliciting throaty moans. Their hands delve between their muscular thighs, fingers plunging into their dripping, corrupted pussies with frantic urgency, the wet, squelching sounds of their self-pleasure mingling with Amanda’s now-eager cries. Black ichor coats their digits, slick and sticky, as they finger themselves with reckless abandon, their hips bucking into each touch, their moans and gasps growing louder until their bodies shudder in unison as they reach a shuddering climax. Powerful jets of black squirt erupt from their cunts, a warm, sticky rain of corruption that sprays over all of you in a messy deluge, coating your crimson skin, Amanda’s pale, trembling form, and Jess’ father in thick, glistening rivulets. The dark fluid drips down your bodies, adding to the obscene mess on the bar floor, the scent of their release intensifying the already suffocating air of lust.

With her resistance fully destroyed, Amanda’s body writhes beneath you in complete surrender, the precum's influence transforming her into a vessel of pure, infernal desire. Her hands claw at your back, urging you deeper, her moans a symphony of corrupted ecstasy as the virus takes full hold, sealing her fate in the throes of your ****.

The final act of her corruption looms, and as the pressure builds within you, your massive cock throbbing inside her, you feel the dark power of the incubus surge, urging you to complete her transformation. With a roar of infernal triumph, you thrust one last time, burying yourself to the hilt as you cum, a torrent of black incubus seed flooding her insides, the searing heat spilling out around your shaft in messy, sticky rivulets that drip down her thighs, staining the floor beneath. Jess’ father follows suit, a guttural growl escaping him as he releases into her ass, his own black cum overflowing from her abused hole, mingling with yours in a pool of corruption. At the same moment, Amanda’s body shudders violently, a muffled scream of ecstasy escaping her as her own climax hits, her pussy clenching around you as clear fluids squirt from her, mixing with the black ichor in a messy display of her surrender. As her soul flickers, **** in the throes of pleasure, you and Jess’ father lean down, your maws opening wide as a dark, ethereal energy pulls at her essence. Her soul, a faint, trembling light, is torn from her body, devoured with a shared, satisfied growl, your crimson eyes flaring brighter with the influx of power, sealing her fate.

Only now does the full transformation take hold, a grotesque process that unfolds with agonizing, visceral detail over several minutes, her body writhing on the floor in a display of infernal rebirth. Amanda’s form convulses uncontrollably, her limbs twitching and jerking as unnatural power surges through her veins, black ichor seeping from her pores, staining her once-pale skin as it shifts to a bright red hue, veins of dark fluid pulsing visibly beneath the surface. Her frame begins to elongate, bones cracking and grinding with sickening pops as she gains height, stretching to a statuesque 6 1/2 feet, her body now lithe yet powerful, her muscles toning with a seductive, predatory strength. Her modest chest expands grotesquely, her breasts swelling into massive, heaving tits that strain against the remnants of her torn bra before it finally snaps, black ichor leaking from her engorged nipples, dripping down her torso in sticky trails. Bat-like wings sprout from her back with a wet, tearing sound, the leathery membranes unfurling with a menacing span, their sharp pinions glinting in the dim light as they beat once, sending a gust of hot, brimstone-scented air through the bar. Her eyes, once wide with terror, now glow a fierce crimson, pupils slitting like a serpent’s as her screams of agony turn to moans of dark, twisted pleasure. Her lips, now black as night, curl into a wicked smirk, and sharp fangs emerge as she fully embraces her new succubus nature, her form a perfect blend of seductive beauty and infernal power, influenced by the raw, dominant energy of her corrupters.

Amanda rises to her full height, her crimson skin glistening with sweat and ichor, her massive tits heaving with each breath as she surveys the bar with a predatory gaze, black ichor dripping from her nipples and between her thighs, a testament to her transformation. Jess and Maya approach her, their own forms still slick with their black squirt, and pull her into a lustful embrace, their hands roaming her new body as they welcome her with wet, sloppy kisses, black tongues tangling as they moan in approval. Jess’ father steps back, his massive cock still dripping with black cum, a satisfied smirk on his face as he watches the newest member of the family.

Derek and Mick are nowhere to be seen, likely having stumbled out the back in their **** flight, leaving Amanda to her infernal fate. As she joins the ranks of the corrupted, her crimson eyes glinting with newfound hunger, you feel the dark power within you surge once more, the hunger of an incubus urging you to seek out more prey, to spread the corruption further.