Embrace it

You grin. A demonic transformation begets demonic sexual powers, does it not? You feel a firey energy within you as your orgasm builds, a power that longs to claim, to fuck, to dominate.

The small devil is almost limp, eyes rolled into its skull, its pretty lips making a perfect O you would have to try out later. It's ass glowed from the fucking you'd been giving it, raw.

You were practically using it like a cock sleeve now, it's whole being bulging to accommodate you, shaping to your cock. You let out a hellidh roar and released that which was building up inside you, ballooning the imp with your thick seed. Magic buzzed in your cock, begging to be given form