A struggle against three hulking Hellhounds!

You watch in dread anticipation as Sindarion’s three Dream Flayers continue their transformation. A thousand monstrous outlines flash before your eyes as they choose their form. You catch glimpses of Succubi, Orcs, Ogres, Devils, and even a Dragon before they finally settle on a bestial creature you know well.

Instead of zombies, there are now three menacing Hellhounds stalking towards you! Though the monstrous creatures resemble wolves, their horned heads and scaly red hides betray their demonic nature. They are strong, agile and cunning, and formed the backbone behind Sindarion’s demonic armies in the past. You may have banished countless numbers of them before, but trapped and outnumbered as you are, this may be your greatest challenge yet!

The nearest Hellhound lunges at you in a blinding streak of red, and you barely sidestep its attempt to tackle you. It keeps its claws retracted, obviously intending to subdue you rather than cause physical harm. You glimpse its throbbing firehose of a cock and bulging, swollen ball-sack as it leaps past. The obscene sight makes it immediately clear that this is one fight you can’t afford to lose. Meanwhile, the other two monsters have moved to flank you from both sides, preparing an attack from three different directions...

When the next flurry of attacks come, it takes your last reserves of energy to dodge out of their way. Your demonic assailants are too relentless for you to recover and too quick for you to retaliate with magic. Indeed, a poorly-aimed spell at the hollow’s ceiling could cause it to collapse, and you don’t even try casting anything for fear of that happening.

If I’m stuck in here any longer, there’s no chance I can win, you think desperately to yourself. I need to bring this fight out into the open, where using magic won’t bury me alive-

A staggering **** from behind knocks you to the ground on all fours, extinguishing any hope you had for equalizing the battle. The tremendous weight of the hound mounting you presses down from above, its unnatural body heat prickling at your skin. One of the Hellhound’s most insidious traits is the demonic aura they radiate, capable of arousing victims and sending them into heat. Pinned as you are, it’s only a matter of time before the pleasurable sensations strike. The creature’s hot breath stings your delicate skin as it clamps its fangs around your neck, asserting its dominance over you. It plants its forelegs on both sides of your shoulders and uses its hulking body to trap you like a cage.

All too soon, you feel the tip of something thick and rigid press against your panties. Like the rest of its body, the Hellhound’s cock radiates warmth, and you shudder as the monstrous prick teases your tender folds through the thin fabric. Indeed, all your panties are doing is trapping the searing precum leaking from the monster’s cock. You feel the warm, gooey liquid inflame your cunt and trickle down your thighs. The creature is beginning to pant and hump against you lightly, no doubt readying itself to penetrate your depths!

NOOOOO!! This can’t be happening! I don’t fucking care if I die, attack it! Attack it NOW! Your mind screams at you.

You know that you have just one chance to cast a spell that could spare you from your imminent violation. Though Inscendia is your signature attack, Hellhounds are naturally resistant to fire and the ice spell Glaciate may be more effective. Then again, these Hellhounds are simply Dream Flayers in disguise, and your fireball worked well when they were zombies after all...