Find Out Why the Mall Wards off Demons...and a Few Other Things

While one of your new Pit Crawlers was sucking off your cock, the tricks she did that extra-long tongue were impressive, you called in Heather and her posse of imps, since you were inviting them in, then whatever was keeping the rest of the city's demons out had almost no effect them like when you came in with Domina and Becky, and had them bring the twins that were your first hellhounds along to basically play bodyguard while your new Pit Lurker looked for the source of the ward for the mall complex. The Lurker's third eye came with the ability to see powerful auras, demonic and otherwise, so it stood to reason your new Lurker was the best for the job of finding the source of the ward. Also, the Lurker had some sort of kinky activity it wanted to discuss with you in private. When the imps and hellhounds arrived, you gave them all their commands.

It was clear Heather wanted to ask about your new demons but decided that could wait until after the job was done. She did make a remark about the place is devoid of demonic and human figures before getting to work. Naturally, you entertained yourself through sexual activities with the remaining demons at your immediate command while you waited for the imps, hellhounds, and lurker to report back on their mission. It was almost like they were being sent on a raiding scout.

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An hour and some change later, the only one still invested in the search was the lurker, the rest of the party was losing interest, as was evident by either running off to investigate anything new that caught their attention (the hellhounds) or partake in various sexual activities (the imps, especially Heather), the lurker clearly was focused on the job at hand or had something that allowed her to maintain her focus in the search. Since their orders were to keep close to the lurker and protect her from malicious forces and physical damage. Granted, using your ability to watch them from a distance made observing a bunch of naked demonic women added a bit of excitement to your personal activities.

Then it happened, almost a half-hour into the hour+ of searching, they had been exploring the lower levels of the mall, aka the basement, when they found the source. It appeared to be an old watchtower made from unblemished white marble. Someone probably brought it over when there were plans to do something very different with the mall or maybe they were just using the space as museum storage for some reason. The tower was radiating a powerful aura that kept the imps and hellhounds at bay, but the lurker could get closer. She was drawn by the power and her own curiosity, you luckily managed to get her to stop around 35 feet from the tower, your connection with her was starting to get fuzzy at around the point the rest of the scouting team decided to hang back. Wards to keep demons out, even extremely powerful ones, didn't quite work the same way on a Pit Lurker as they did other demons, something about how their perception operated managed to mostly insulate them from such things. Granted, that was just a theory some people threw around, but it looked like you just had proven.

You quickly ported to where the rest of the scouting team was, the moment you physically arrived, the lurker returned to your side and started affectionately crawling around you. You gave a bit of fiendish chuckle and gave her instructions to remain at that spot until you said otherwise. You could feel the tower trying to repel you but you powered through it. Placing your hand on the tower and seeing if you could infuse your demonic energies into it, you became fascinated by the fact that just the tiniest bit of your energies caused the entire tower to be infused with your demonic power. You could still sense the warding effect, but now it had no effect on you or any of the demons under your control. This mall would be an excellent place to lure your prey, once word spread that this location didn't let demons in, several of the city's remaining humans would flock to the structure, and the fact the place had provisions that were still mostly good for human consumption just made things all the more enticing for them.

You quickly sent Heather back up top with her imps to join Becky, Becky and Heather would go to all the clothing establishments and set up a trap that would infuse all the attire worn by 18+ humans to slowly transform them into your subordinate demons. As for the lurker, she more than earned her reward. You gave an amused chuckle when she whispered it into your ear before granting it. It wasn't something you had expected and you were fine with that. You liked surprises, so long as they didn't offer immediate threats to you.

As the progenitor of most of the demons, and especially now as some kind of demon lord, you had the power and ability to modify the minds of your subordinate demons, you had done so with your first two hellhounds as more an experimental test but hadn't moved beyond that. Your lurker had somehow managed to keep some vestiges of her prior self that were mostly untainted by her transformation, she had requested you restore her conscious connection to her human memories and the ability to look back at her personality from before she had been turned, interesting requests but you happy to oblige because you wanted to see where this was trying to go.

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Leshana Belfast felt the fog around her mind dissipate and things clear up but she still felt her body was no longer human. And to be honest, she didn't care about that, even before the whole demonic transformation virus had broken out she had felt she would be better off if everything were to dramatically change. She had come up in a decent household, for an African American family, ethnic preference was something she started experiencing halfway through grade school, it got worse in middle school and high school, and college. She pushed herself and became class valedictorian in middle school and high school through immense effort on her part. She put herself through college, while working three different jobs, and law school by working a job at the city archives. Even with all that, and clear racial preferences by the system, she still managed to be one of the top 5 students at the school.<br></br>

Leshana decided to work for law enforcement since a government job meant a more consistent paycheck, and she wanted to see how she could change the system from someone who had become familiar with its inner workings. When she found herself working in the legal consultation department of the precinct she found herself with 4 times the workload of her partners, she found out almost a year later that the other lawyers (who were also all women with less than celebrated physical features) were offloading most their workload on her, and not enjoying that she a more professional work ethic than her colleagues, they spent half their time gossiping about rumors in the legal circles and another quarter of their time debating about what dining establishments in the area were best or some reason or another. So, they only really spent a quarter of their time actually doing their work. Leshana also spent time working late after most of the precinct had clocked out for the day, even doing extra work at home for a few hours and her scheduled days off.

The head of the precinct, Helena Ironside, had a reputation for being tough and relentless in the execution of the law and those that worked in the precinct, but Leshana just saw the woman as a prude.<br></br>Then the virus outbreak happened, Leshana finally was able to finish her entire workload, but supplies kept dwindling. Leshana suggested they make a run to the mall after how knows how much time, their office supplies were down to half a package of printing paper and two packs of pens. Ms. Ironside was in agreement they needed more supplies, and they could also raid some of the other stores for a variety of supplies. The officers got an alert about demons converging on the complex just as the 5 were beginning to stock the carts they raided from one store to fill up in the office store. Since they were further from any of the easily accessible doors, the 5 were told to hide and hold up until a returning team came to retrieve them. That was weeks ago, the provisions in the complex were starting to run low in terms of eatable foods and useable water.<br></br>

Then it happened, her fellow legal consultants had been turned into busty lizards, with clearly diminished higher brain functions, by that towering four-armed blue demoness with what looked like a penis without a ballsack. She willingly turned herself over to the demoness to be fucked out of fear. When she transformed, Leshana felt so free that her old name had no meaning, she had turned into a superior form of the lizards, she was buxom and not just busty and had a few extra abilities the others didn't have. Her first surprise, after the effects on her mind were better cleared, was the demoness that had gleefully been sexually dominant with them used to be the prude, now that same woman was a semi-horny demon that got off on being sexually assertive with most other partners but submissive to a small handful of other demons. Leshana's new eye in the middle of her forehead allowed her to see aspects and truths of those it gazed upon. Her old name meant nothing to her now, she deserved a new name more in line with what she was capable of now. Also, while the whole "master" thing with that one male demon all the other demons were more than willing to serve and be sexually active with did feel right, she felt there were far too many negative connotations tied to it regarding her cultural backstory. She needed another term to better define his relationship with him, she felt no ill-will towards him for what happened to her, it was inevitable with the virus turning into a pandemic in almost no time, but at least she was able to keep her mind.

There was one name that summed up her new form brilliantly, something that talked about everything she was now and hoped to leave behind. That name would be one of the first free thoughts she expressed after coming out of the field of her mind. Also, she was feeling really horny, that demoness had taken her virginity but there was only one penis she wanted ramming into her insides.

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"My Lord," said the Lurker as she addressed you, "it would do me a great deal of joy for you to refer to me as Aura Shadow."

"I like it," you said.

"Also," she started squirming a bit in anticipation, "I would also like for you to ram your demonic cock into my womb." Well, who were you to deny such a request? Without a word you approached her and fiendish rod right into her with little ceremony, causing her to let out a loud cry of pleasure. Yes, she would do nicely in your growing harem.

The crawlers made for good minions, especially if you kept their thought processes just simple enough for them to understand commands, they weren't worth giving advanced higher brain functions, given what you did view about went on inside the pretty little heads before becoming demons. No, only Aura was worthy of being with higher brain functions for independence. Besides, the subservient demons like those of Becky, Heather, Domina, and Anthrasia were better for you because of the fact they could think independently of you but were still loyal to you, and Aura was very much in the same vein as all of them. Also, the sex they gave usually tended to be leagues above the lower-intelligence subordinates.