Demise of The Shadow

TRIGGER WARNING: Since this story has tended to be relatively light-hearted and loving, I just wanted readers to know going in that this chapter contains vore and ****. If those are things that bug you, just know that the bad guy dies in this chapter and skip to the note at the bottom. Thank you.

“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SCREWING WITH YOU INSIPID, FUCK-BRAINED WHORE!”

The Shadow’s voice ringing out through the palace made it clear that he had arrived in the demon’s palace long before she saw him. She smiled as the gray-haired, hard-bodied, elderly man walked into her palace with an expression of unrestrained anger. The demon did take note that he was wearing clothing that was actually somewhat reminiscent of his Japanese heritage as he approached. Rather than show any sign of fear or intimidation the demon just sat a little more upright in her throne and smiled, “Well hello Tohru, nice to see that you have finally shown up.”

That salute was enough to slow the man down as nobody had called him by his birth name in over 40 years. He could at least respect the fact that the dumb horny bitch did some homework. Any respect that he was willing to give her didn’t last long though as his anger burned too strongly to provide her with much restraint. “You broke the fucking contract and I should slit your godless throat and dance on your innards. But I am tired and while we both know I will kill you, it will also require a great amount of time and effort I have a lot of other schemes in the works at the moment and I already wasted enough of it fucking coming here. Give me back the stone and offer yourself to me under a demonic restructuring pact and I will let you live.” He put on a very cruel and twisted smile, “And just to be nice once I take control of your very essence, I’ll even make you enjoy being my ****.”

The demon just laughed at that. She didn’t even need demonic or magical deception detectors to know he was full of shit with the last part. They both knew damn well he wanted to make her suffer. If she went along with his deal, he would make sure she had an infinite supply of misery. “Sorry Shadow but I can’t for two reasons. The first reason is that I fulfilled your contract so you can quit your fucking whining. The second reason being that I don’t have the stone anymore. As Blaze’s women left my pocket dimension and returned to reality I realized I really didn’t need it anymore. So I gifted it to Miss Light as a bonus prize for winning the game.”

The look of pure, undiluted rage that went through The Shadow’s face as she said that was absolutely magnificent to the demoness sitting before him. In her head she was imagining somewhere else in the realm, some random demon of vengeance just felt the boiling anger radiating off of Shadow and had a spontaneous orgasm without knowing where it came from. Maybe she would swing by some of their hangouts and see if anyone noticed the rage once she was done. She could at least become the victim of some hard and heavy hate-fucks while there too. Those were always fun. But she would worry about that later, for now she had to deal with The Shadow.

The demon remained sitting but held up the packaged up box of Chicken Out as she spoke to her intruder. “Don’t forget your self-righteous rant about how much you hated those goody-two-shoes bitches always being celebrated and seen as heroes. That you pissed and moaned about people like you being called villains, the subjectivity of morality, criminality, and good versus evil. Because of that you didn’t want me to turn them into ‘villains’ because that would admit being a bad guy yourself. You just wanted me to corrupt them and thanks to your **** need to deny your own nature, you didn’t specify how. And surprise, surprise, the sex demon corrupted them by turning them into sex perverts. As brilliant as you have been in the past I’m beginning to see why the other members of The Shadow had to correct you once in a while. You can be both brilliant beyond human capacity and mind-bogglingly stupid at the same time. You should have known what I would do.”

Rather than getting more angry, Shadow looked down at the ground and shook his head, “Well no, I didn’t think I would need to. I presumed you would know what I would do to you if you fucked with me. I am not the kind of person that lets a slight like that go unpunished.”

The demon just gave a grin, “And I would thought you would have known that I am literally one of the most cherished and popular fucks in all of existence. One thing you have forgotten as you’ve killed off the other Shadows is how valuable a strong ally or even friend can be. But I imagine you aren’t worried at all yet. Your resistance to magic is profoundly powerful to begin with, with extra focus on mental strength in addition to your amazing physical power, your ability to resist charms and compulsions is without equal in any and every plane of existence. Under your outfit you’ve probably got dozens of little talismans and charms to further protect yourself against non-mental magic so even if I still had the Bluzza Stone and summoned every sex demon in existence to my aid, you would probably still win. Am I right?”

She was absolutely correct and for the first time since arriving on this plane, The Shadow felt a little bit nervous. The fact that she had anticipated his plans and showed no signs of concern for her own welfare worried him for a moment but that moment was all the time he had to think about it. The demon waved her finger in the air and at first, The Shadow thought she had simply changed the color of the ceiling to red. It took another moment to realize that the new ceiling wasn’t a ceiling at all as it had nipples and was breathing. It was a demon. A huge, monstrous demon that had to be at least 80 feet tall when standing up and when the ceiling vanished, the beast’s body was right over his head and it took every ounce of speed to avoid it falling on top of him.

Problem was he wasn’t able to use all of his speed. As soon as The Shadow began moving to avoid being crushed, the demon woman sitting on her throne tossed the Chicken Out game right at his face with all the **** she could muster. It wasn’t enough to do any damage but it was a decent enough distraction that the monster above landed directly on top of him. The Shadow’s head poked out from under the red demon’s shoulder but the rest of him was firmly trapped beneath its flesh and no matter how hard he pushed, it would barely budge.

“God. Fuck. Son of a bitch.”

The Shadow just laid on the ground, pinned against the marble as he did his best to get free and didn’t even get close to doing so. It concerned him because his physical strength was only matched by other supers which meant if this creature was able to hold him down, it must be either insanely heavy or insanely powerful. And he feared that the correct answer was that it was a little bit of both and this was not the type of enemy he had come expecting to fight. As he swore under his breath over and over, he was cursing both the demons in the room and himself for getting caught up in such a simple and stupid trap. He should have known better. He did know better. He was just so caught up in his rage that he hadn't been thinking straight. To be taken down by such a weak and pathetic creature like this demoness was sickening to him.

And to make it worse, he saw the look on the purple demon's face as she laid down on the floor right next to him. He knew that look. It was the look of someone that intended to gloat, and right now there wasn't a fucking thing that he could do to stop her or save himself. "Maybe if you hadn't killed Rhonda, Markus, or Oliver they could have helped you."

This simple line made The Shadow freeze in place as a cold shiver ran down his spine. This demon bitch didn't just know his name, but she had mentioned three of the other seven members of original Shadow. When the group was talked out of following his plans, Rhonda and Oliver were the members most likely to provide the alternative that the group chose. Markus had never been able to counter his plans but he was often the one that reminded everyone about some of his plans that likely would have been the most problematic afterward. This demon bitch didn't just know the names of the group, but who his biggest rivals were within it. Having information that deep terrified him. If she was this well informed, there was no telling how much she knew about him. He realized right then and there that he had massively underestimated her.

But she continued to pontificate and make it clear exactly how much she knew. “Of course that has always been one of your problems hasn’t it? Overvaluing your own schemes, underestimating your enemies, and having a bit of an issue with anger. And then you got so fucking sure of yourself that you began to fuck around in the spirit world and even found the Tapestry of Fate. And you started to fuck with that and other spiritual matters thinking you could always stay a few steps ahead of everyone. Even killing some of those that stood in your way. Well, today is the day in which you finally slipped and the monsters caught up to you.”

She stood up and patted the big red demon on the shoulder smiling, “But look at what a rude cunt I’ve been. I never bothered to introduce you to my long-time friend L’Brazzu. He’s a demon too. One of the strongest and biggest in any realm. He comes from the land of milk and honey. Not Heaven or paradise if you were thinking of that. I mean actual milk and actual honey. The landy of candy. Sweets, salts, and all those things you should enjoy in moderation but some take it too far. If you haven’t figured it out yet, the fellow is a demon of gluttony.” The purple demon took a moment to lovingly stroke the demon’s shoulder before continuing and asking The Shadow a question that made his skin go pale and clammy from sheer terror. “Do you know what a vore fetish is?”

Suddenly the slow, painful, humiliating **** that he saw foretold in the tapestry made sense. It also made perfect sense that a fetish about eating other living people and creatures would be popular when it came to the type of creature that was pinning him to the floor. When she began speaking again, it was in a reverent and loving tone, continuing to massage the enormous shoulder in front of her to the best of her abilities. “You see me and my dear, sweet, lovely L’Brazzu here, have had a great arrangement over the past few centuries. You see, he has a little bit of a vore fetish but unfortunately, has a hard time indulging it. Despite his power and unmatched strength, he’s really a big softie. He doesn’t like to hurt people which makes his desires problematic for most since vore isn’t exactly the safest fetish to indulge in. Luckily for both of us though, a moderately powerful demon can survive the boy’s intestinal tract without much issue. In fact if he gets turned on enough, the demon inside of him can actually come out a little stronger than when they went in. So he gets off and enjoys his forbidden fetish with no consequences, and we get to encourage someone’s perverse and horny desire. You see how that’s a win-win for both sides right?”

The Shadow was now fighting harder than ever to get up, now sweating with desperation and still couldn’t move. For the first time since he was a baby he was on the verge of tears as he realized the helpless state he was in after so many decades of absolute control of everyone around him. To be reduced to this state was unbearable. And the knowledge that he was the one that put himself here was what broke him. If he was going to survive, he was going to need to give the demon bitch what she wanted. He knew he had absolutely zero power to negotiate and just wanted to survive at this point.

“Fine. What do you want? I’ll give you anything.”

The demon quickly went to a table beside her throne to grab a contract and a pen. It didn’t take him long to understand the contract. Unconditional total demonic restructure. Which means she would be able to do literally anything to him and he would probably be unaware of the changes. But it was better than that was in store for him. Cursing her one last time he sighed the contract after the pen was jammed into his mouth.

And the demoness laughed. “I hope you realize that I still don’t intend to spare you. For the forces of the spiritual realms to let me permanently alter Blaze and her crew the way I have, I had to agree that you would not walk out of here alive. How do you feel about that? Oh, and my baby L’Brazzu, could you move a bit for me please to let him up?”

The Shadow stood up from his pinning predicament after being freed and brushed his pretty, pink, frilly dress clean and tried to straighten his pink ponytail as best he could. “Oh, I totally don’t care if I die today. My wonderful mistress has finally granted me the chance to be vore’d. That is like, such a dream come true that I can’t wait. I’ve wanted it for so long that I think my dick has actually gotten hard again. It kind of hurts inside my cage.”

The purple demon smiled, “But of course that pain just probably turns you on even more doesn’t it?”

The Shadow giggled warmly, “Oh like, absolutely. Do you think you could take my cage off for this though? I don’t know if a finger in my ass will be enough. I’m just soooo horny staring at this big, sexy demon’s stomach. I can’t wait!”

“Of course. In fact how about we take all of your clothes off, they probably won’t do anything to L’Brazzu’s digestive system but there’s no sense in taking chances right?”

The Shadow agreed and a couple of minutes later L’Brazzu had picked up the small, naked, feminine man as he desperately stroked his tiny cock. L’Brazzu stared at him, “hard to imagine this little thing caused so much pain and suffering in the world isn’t it?” Without further hesitation the demon tossed the former Shadow into its mouth and swallowed him whole. With that The Shadow, one of the most dangerous and powerful villains the world had ever known, died masturbating as a frilly pink sissy while his body was quickly consumed and digested.

The demoness climbed up onto her giant partner’s lap and began to stroke the now fully erect cock which was even bigger than herself. She was amazed that everything went that well and flawlessly. It may seem a bit odd but the contract and transformation was an attempted act of mercy on her behalf. If The Shadow did need to die like that, she decided that she could at least give him the fetishes necessary to enjoy it. She would never deny anyone an opportunity to die in a state of sexual bliss no matter how much of a piece of shit they were.

NOTE: This and the ongoing Random Remote story that I am writing are the first attempts I've ever made at any form of writing a long and involved story. I kind of got a proverbial 'hair up my ass' a couple of months ago and felt the need to express myself artistically somehow and this is what I came up with. In fact the reason why the bulk of the story doesn't include any real antagonist is that I am so new to writing that I had no confidence in my ability to write a good one and decided a relatively light-hearted, horny story about friends coming together would be the way to go. To make it feel like a real game and random, I legitimately used a random number generator to roll almost every turn of the game and wrote around whatever came up which could be challenging at times but made it feel more legit. I still plan to include at least a couple of epilogues for my main cast in the near future so for those of you that want to know how it wraps up, you'll have that to look forward to. But if you're reading this and stuck around this long, you probably enjoyed the story somewhat and I just want to thank you for your support. Thank you.