Hell

I plunged myself once more into the warm and moist cunt.

Femto moaned and gasped with each thrust, as if every motion would bring her to another climax.

As for myself, I was nearing my height as well. We are at it for hours after all. I believe this should suffice. With one more savage **** I spilled my seed inside the devil. Nothing will come of it, I know. Devils can't impregnate each other.

Finally, I rolled to the side while Femto sighed pleasantly. “What a soul. I am usually a pretty good judge of characters, but I woefully underestimated your soul, Ebatimar.”

I grinned at her, taking a moment to enjoy her naked form. Getting used to that new name was bizarrely enough one of the biggest hurdles when it came to my transformation. “So did I. I was expecting eternal torment. Not some sex crazed sleazy salesmen.”

“Careful Ebatimar, or I bite your dick off again.”

“And you know I love it when you do that.” When it comes to intercourse between devils, a bit of mauling was par for the course.

“But really, I was surprised”, Femto continued her tangent. “To resist absorption and become a devil yourself, that's rare, extremely rare.”

I stood up from the bed and moved towards the window. Femto’s bedroom gave a commanding view over the landscape. A lot of fire, a lot of brimstone. Hell was all in all a pretty decent place, as long as you are fine with the color red. Still, I was getting bored of it. “Am I ready to visit the surface?”

“Soon”, Femto assured. “We have to get you officially appointed as a devil first. One of the princes will grant you an audience shortly. Well, shortly in devil terms.”

I growled and my hand turned into an array of blades. “I despise waiting.”

“Can't wait to see your friends again?”

I chuckled darkly. As far as I was concerned I was still me. But any emotions of compassion was erased from my body. Devils can interact with the surface world only in a very limited way. Killing is only allowed in retaliation or if due to a devil's contract. But I had three slaves running around up there. And I was curious what face they would make seeing my new form.

Above all though, I wanted my **** on Beatrice. I will enjoy turning her into my ****.

I spread my wings and burst trough the window up in the fiery red sky.

Being a Devil was surprisingly refreshing.