Katarina Alethea, World-famous streamer

The current storyline being worked on. Happy Birthday @Sarckle <3

“Hey, guys! RyukuFox here, back for another stream! And this time, we’re going to summon the Horsedick Demon!” I shouted with overenthusiastic cheer. God, whose stupid idea was this? Horsedick demon? Well, that subscriber, what’s-his-name did set up a fund to pay me like 500 grand to do this, so at least I was getting paid for this.

Ugh, it wasn’t the worst thing I did for money, though. That honour would go to the time I worked as a mascot for a restaurant chain. I still had nightmares about being trapped in that sweaty fur suit while waving a sign around, all for 12$ an hour. Thank god my streaming career picked up.

I glanced at the monitor in the corner to see my viewer count, and to my disappointment, it was lower than usual. Only around 25 million people were watching me right now. Usually, I’d get close to 50 million when I did subscriber requests. Guess summoning a demon wasn’t that interesting.

I took off my hoodie, leaving me in a tight-fitting cropped tank top and shorts, my signature attire, which helped to attract thousands of thirsty teenagers and adults and stretched erotically, making sure to press my top against my G-cup breasts. My jewelled barbell piercings poked through my top, and I could already feel how turned on half my viewers were. And if this “Horsedick demon” existed, there would be a lot of satisfied men, and hopefully even a few women, by the end of my stream. My long brown hair was in a braid and it loosely draped down my shoulder to just below my breasts, with little plastic flowers decorating its length. I adjusted my glasses and gave the camera a sparkling smile, which made my golden-brown eyes glow in a way that captivated millions of people. I was so damn sexy, and I knew it. Great genetics, an amazing workout routine, and a team of personal beauty technicians made me look fabulous.

I stepped into the pentacle made with fake blood and sat down cross-legged, making sure my knees didn’t go over the blood-red lines and took a deep breath. I only got one shot at this, and I couldn’t fuck it up. Black wax candles burned at each corner, tiny wisps of smoke drifting toward the ceiling, and I could smell the fresh fruits in the bowl outside the pentacle. Those were the offerings to the “demon.” Everyone except my camera lady quietly filed out of the room, and I was alone.

My camera crew promised they set something exciting up, but they wouldn’t tell me what, so I was nervous to see what they came up with. Albert, my special effects guy, liked pyrotechnics, so I expected a little fire. Maybe some smoke seeping out of the floorboards, a little ghoulish wailing, some flickering lights, and then a CGI shadow demon.

Karlie, my camera lady, gave me the thumbs up and left the room, and I started chanting. “Bgjeourghwsndwe, hirtjhipejijwl, uoheguejfqu…” I chanted, trying not to stumble over the words. I’d practiced these words more than a hundred times before today, and now I could read them almost perfectly, though they still sounded like someone smashed their face into a keyboard. “Ehngrh, lykutdjytbdf, qerawstsdhxf, Xerxujious!”

I repeated that sentence three more times, noticing that each time I repeated it, the lights would get just a little bit darker. Good touch. It made it seem like the demon was getting closer and closer.

And the third time I finished chanting, the room went pitch-black, making my heart jump for a second. Heh, that was good. Smoke drifted down from the ceiling, and I tentatively sniffed it. It smelled strangely sweet, and I kind of liked it. But it was way too dark. How were the cameras going to pick anything up? After another few seconds, I started to get impatient. Maybe the special effects broke? I glanced at the monitor again, only to see it was dark. Maybe a power outage?

“Hey, guys? Where are all the explosions and stuff?” I called out, only to get no reply back. “Guys? Karlie?” Ugh, they probably couldn’t hear me through the door. I stood up and stepped out of the pentacle, annoyed at the waste of my time. I should be playing Valorant or something, but here I was in a dark room, trying to summon a demon.

But the second my foot left the pentacle, the room exploded into fire. Flames rushed up the walls, blinding me with the sudden light, and I squealed and lept away from the door. It took a minute for my racing heart to calm down, but I was excited. Adrenaline rushed through my veins and I was grinning like an idiot from the jumpscare. Damn, that was good. But I’d already stepped out of the pentacle, so I’d probably have to come up with something to tell the viewers.

“Woah, you guys won’t believe this…” I said in an awestruck whisper, “The demon set my room on fire… I sure hope I didn’t fuck myself by stepping out of the protective circle!”

“You kind of did. What kind of idiot falls for the oldest trick in the book?” A deep masculine voice boomed from behind me. I squealed in terror again and whirled to face the demon. Holy… Shit… Albert did a fantastic job with the Incubus.

He was 7 feet of pure muscle, his ebony skin glowing in the firelight as he stared at me with amusement. His red eyes glowed like embers, and a hungry grin stretched across his face as he casually undressed me in his mind. Two grey ram horns curled above his head, their golden tips reflecting the flames that danced across my walls. Rock-hard abs and beautifully defined muscles graced his body, and as my eyes swept downward, I blushed when I saw his cock. It wasn’t even erect, and it was already at his knees. Where did they even get prosthetics like that? And why was I… So horny? My nipples were poking through my thin top, my pussy was gushing into my shorts, and the longer I stared at his cock, the weaker I became. My legs were already trembling, my breath coming short and fast, and I had to resist the urge to masturbate in front of this amazingly well-designed demon.

“I’m not fake. You did summon me, slut.” He purred, his honeyed words sinking into my brain and turning it to mush. This was the most perfect man I’ve ever seen. “Kneel.” He ordered, and I wanted to kneel before him so I could get an even better look at his cock, but I resisted the urge and stood on wobbly legs. “Oh, you’re a strong one! Most mortals can’t resist me.” He exclaimed, creeping closer. I could smell his musk now, a cloying scent that stuck to the back of my throat, and my pussy just about turned into a waterfall. My juices were creating a damp spot in the crotch of my shorts, and I stood petrified in front of him, like a deer in headlights. “Kneel.” He commanded again, and my will nearly crumbled, but I. Would. Not. Kneel.

“I… I won’t…” I gasped, the words almost painful as they left my mouth. Why would I reject someone so perfect? All he asked me to do was kneel! Why wouldn’t I do that?

Kneel…

He crept even closer and I put my hands up to keep him away, but that was the wrong decision. He walked into my hands and I got a feel of his perfect abs.

Just kneel…

His now erect cock slipped under my top, and it was so big that it went all the way up my torso, through my cleavage, and thrust up in front of my eyes. What the fuck? Where did they get a dildo so big and realistic? This cock feels just like a real one!

Kneel for me, Katarina…

I couldn’t even speak now, and all I could do was let out a defiant whimper. I had a primal urge to stick my tongue out and lick his cock, which was just a few centimetres away… No! You can hold yourself back!

“Not bad. I’m impressed you can control yourself this well. Especially since you’re clearly a fool.” He spoke, his disarmingly soft voice trying to make me lower my guard.

“T-thank you?” I half-whispered and half-squeaked. The demon backed off with a thoughtful look but unfortunately for me, his cock was still wedged between me and my top so I got pulled along with it. I stumbled forward and put my hands on his stomach to steady myself, which was a terrible mistake. All I wanted to do now was run my fingers up and down his abs. Agh! Snap out of it!

“G-guys… I’m getting- I’m getting scared now. Can we stop please?” I pleaded, only to get no response again. Fucking morons. I knew I shouldn’t have let them plan a surprise. I looked up at the very realistic demon and asked him to stop as well, “Hey, I’m not super comfy with this whole act, so maybe we can like… take a break and come back?”

“This isn’t an act, bitch. I’m real.” He purred in reply, bringing up a clawed hand to my cheek. I stared at it wide-eyed in terror as the long nails of his claw got closer and closer to my eye. And then he dragged a nail down my cheek, cutting a thin line across my flesh. Blood welled up from below the cut and a sinking feeling started to form in my stomach. This wasn’t an act. I really did summon an incubus.

“Please, I’m sorry! It was just a joke, I didn’t know you were real!” I cried, pure terror running through my veins as I struggled to escape from the demon’s trap. I tore my tank top and fell backward before scrabbling away until my back was to the scorching flames. “Don’t kill me!”

“Why shouldn’t I?” He asked, suddenly teleporting behind me.

“Ahhh!” I screamed and scrambled away back to the center of the room, only to run face-first into his ankle as he teleported into my path again. “Please don't kill me!” I whimpered, slowly backing away again. But this time he grabbed my ankle and dragged me closer. I was acutely aware of my blood slowly seeping out of my cheek, each dull wave of pain pulsing simultaneously with my racing heart. Demons were real, I just summoned one, and now he was going to kill me.

“I’m not going to kill you…” He murmured, bending down so his face was just inches from mine, “I’m going to fuck you until your mind shatters from pleasure.”

I let out unintelligible whimpers and kicked at him to try and escape but he pinned me with one strong arm and leaned down close.

“But you know what? I’ve spent millennia fucking everyone who messed up a summon. How about you and I have some fun instead?” He asked, grinning so I could see every one of his pointy and shiny teeth. He licked his lips with a long serpentine tongue, and I could see my terrified reflection in his eyes.

“I’m going to give you a little challenge. If you complete it, I’ll leave you alone. How does that sound?”

“G-good?” I whimpered and he grinned again. In one swipe, he reached down and tore off my shorts and panties, leaving me completely nude. I squealed and crossed my legs but he wrenched my legs apart and plopped his horse cock onto my throbbing cunt, eliciting an unwilling moan from my lips. I quickly covered my mouth with a hand to hide any more sounds, but I soon found out that that would be harder than I thought.

“Or… We could just fuck…” He teased, rubbing his shaft up and down my pussy lips. “You seem so pent-up. Why not just give in to the pleasure?”

“Mmmphh!” I moaned, biting my hand and wriggling around to make it stop. It felt so good! His horsecock ground against my cunt, rubbing back and forth while I tried to suppress the pleasure. Every second it spent touching me was another second of the most delightful agony I’d ever felt.

“It’s your choice,” He purred, leaning down close. His long tongue slithered out again and sensually licked my cheek, making my skin tingle wherever it touched. “You taste so sweet. I love it when my whores are terrified.” The demon growled, wrenching my hand off my mouth, only to violate me with his tongue. I spluttered around it, but it **** its way in, dominating my own with millennia of experience. His cock was still teasing me and my body quivered in ecstasy, but I wouldn’t give in. No matter how amazing I felt right now.

I would not become this incubus’ ****.

“Are you sure?” He asked, pulling his tongue out to give me a break, “This is just a fraction of the pleasure I can make you feel.”

“I’ll do the challenge. I won’t be your ****!”

A smouldering piece of paper materialized above us, every millimetre of its worn surface filled with tiny words.

“All you have to do is sign here, and you’ll be bound to the contract of the challenge.” The incubus drawled. He got off of me, leaving me a sweaty and insanely aroused mess. I curled up to protect my modesty, which made him harshly bark in mockery. “That’s fucking adorable.”

A second piece of paper, filled with far less writing materialized right next to it, only this one was nice and crisp and even smelled a bit like flowers, “Or sign here to be my concubine. It’s your choice.”

I started slowly crawling toward the burning piece of paper but he wouldn’t make this easy for me.

“Cum.” He stated blankly, and somehow, with some fucking magical mind-control trick or some other bullshit, he made my body orgasm.

I cried out in ecstasy as the strongest climax I’d ever felt rocked my body. It felt like every nerve I had was simultaneously electrocuted and I writhed on the ground, my fingers and toes curling from the sheer pleasure I felt. I came down from the rush just as quickly as I orgasmed and I was left with a hollow feeling in my chest as my climax faded. The world seemed so dull now. It would be amazing if I could feel such a powerful orgasm again, and I almost started begging for another, but I wouldn’t break. I had to sign that piece of paper.

With trembling arms and legs I crawled up to the floating piece of paper and started to read it. I still had enough of my wits about me to go through everything this stupid demon wanted me to sign. I would not be getting scammed today, no sir!

I, the undersigned hereby agree to abide by the terms and conditions of this agreement as described below.

“I” represents the signatory below, and “Xerxujious” represents the incubus with whom this pact is signed.

Please read these terms and conditions carefully before agreeing to the contract. By signing below, you agree to be bound by these terms and conditions. If you do not agree with any part of these terms and conditions, you should not sign this agreement…

“Cum.”

“Noooo!” I wailed as I collapsed, my entire body quivering from the second orgasm that ripped through it. My mind was slowly getting fuzzy, and I didn’t know how much more pleasure I could take before I went insane.

“I’d almost forgotten how fun it is to play with mortals. Did anyone tell you that you look absolutely adorable when you orgasm? Cum.” He teased, making me spasm on the ground. My eyes rolled back into my head and I could feel my entire body spasming from all the happy hormones running through it. I was moaning shamelessly now, panting for breath as I tried to simultaneously breathe and cry out in pleasure.

Before he could make me orgasm again, I mustered every bit of willpower and grabbed the paper and floating pen before sloppily signing my name on the line at the bottom.

“I- fuck- I did it!” I moaned as the contract sizzled up into nothing, “I won- What the fuck?” A warmth was slowly spreading from above my cunt and as I looked down in surprise, a glowing pink tattoo slowly faded into view above my womb. The tattoo was a hollow pink heart, a little smaller than my fist, with four horns coming out of it. The bottom of the heart was open, and 4 tiny sperm symbols were flowing into the heart. No, no, no, no. What the fuck did he do to me?

“What the fuck is this?!” I shouted, making him laugh in response, “What did you do to me?!”

“That, Kat, is a tattoo-”

“No shit, why did you tattoo me?!”

“If you could stop interrupting, I will explain it to you.” He slowly said in a patronizing tone, “The pact you signed requires you to have sex with someone who has NEVER heard of Katarina Alethea or RyukuFox. You have one year to do so. Or else, I’ll come to claim your soul!”

“But… I’m world famous! Everyone’s heard of me!” I cried and all he did in response was shrug his shoulders.

“And you’ll also be uncontrollably aroused and incredibly fertile until you complete the challenge! Have fun!” He cheerily said, giving me a wink. The demon started dissipating into the air, little wisps of smoke blowing off of him as he returned to his realm, and I tried to grab onto him, only for my arms to go through him.

“No! Come back! I don’t like this challenge anymore! Don’t leave!” I begged, but he didn’t come back. The Incubus slowly faded from existence, until all I was holding onto was thin air.

The flames disappeared, slowly fading away to leave the room pitch black. I knelt there in shock because I still wasn’t sure what just happened. Am I hallucinating? Was this a sick joke? Or did I just sign away my soul?