Open and Enter

Impatient and annoyed, Lydia tested the door knob and found it unlocked. Wondering where her client was, she entered the apartment and looked around. Lydia found him in the loft section, setting some things up amidst all the magical-looking thingamajigs and whatnot scattered about. Books and papers lay everywhere, covering the sofa and bed. The only 'clean' spot was a circle painted on the floor, surrounded by crystals.

“Hey, do you not answer the door when expecting someone?” Lydia asked as she held up the job paper, causing him to jump in surprise.

“And your solution was just to barge in?!” He was angry, approaching to check the paper to ensure it was real.

“Either that or camp out in the hall. If you don't want people to enter on their own, you can always lock the door if answering is too much for you.” Lydia breathed, trying not to let her temper get the better of her.

“I should have specified that I wanted someone respectful of the law and good manners.” He growled.

“That would have still left them sitting in the hall wondering where you were. This way, I am actually here to help or whatever. Aside from answering the door, is there anything else you need help with?” Lydia was finding it hard to turn her snark response off.

“Just stand there!” He snapped. “You are here in case something goes wrong.”

Lydia kept quiet, deciding not to drive him deeper into anger. She probably would lose out on payment as it was, which annoyed her more than he did.

He pulled his arms free from his robe to make angry, wild gestures as energy swirled around him. A tornado of light filled the circle, and with a puff of smoke, the energy left the room.

Lydia thought it a bit anticlimactic. She watched as some of the smoke faded away, but a thick smog remained.

Confused and annoyed, the sorcerer swept his arm through the smog to disperse it, only to jump back as it formed into an angry face. It had teeth and glowing eyes, snarling at him before moving towards him. In a moment the smog engulfed the sorcerer and seemed to infect him through osmosis until it was gone. When he looked at Lydia, the eyes glowed with the menace the smog had done before.

“Well, this is unexpected.” The sorcerer, his voice distorted by malice, observed his form and looked at her. “A host and a toy! This one has power, but your body is perfect. I’m going to fuck myself into you and bring the power with me!”

Lydia could only run; she didn't have any other intelligent options. Yet, she wasn't even close to fast enough once she realized the danger she was in. Whatever it was already had a grip on her hair and yanked her to the floor with it.

“Not so fast, little toy. I need to see what my future body can handle.” He ripped off his robes to show his naked body.

Lydia was horrified; the skin had already started to go translucent to reveal smog swirling around the muscle, and sinew was quickly becoming visible. Even worse was that his cock was growing erect and much larger than it should have been.

“I don't often get to use these things, let me know if I am doing it right.” He gleefully announces with sadistic pleasure, kneeling over Lydia and shoving it into her mouth.

Lydia couldn't believe what was being done to her mouth, her jaw should have dislocated by now, but it accommodated the massive cock, if only barely. Memories of the slime altering her, conflicting memories of how her body handled the sex, made her wonder if that was the only thing saving her now.

“Yes, suck it, good little whore. Bodies are so much fun to torment. This poor man is begging me to stop, but can't help but feel how good your throat massages his tool. Let’s inspect the rest of you, shall we?” He ripped himself out of her throat and, as she choked on her ragged breaths, tore the clothing from her body.

Lydia was naked, pulled up by her throat and could feel the cock between her thighs. “What are you?” The words gagged and coughed out.

“Did you not know you were summoning a demon?” He paused as he searched the sorcerer's mind. “Oh, I see, an emotional summoning spell. How dangerous to do such a thing while angry. Silly man. But you, feisty and fuckable.”

Lydia felt the monster's cock tilt up and push into her as she was lowered onto it. She tried hitting the demon in the face, but he simply laughed as his nose broke. Inside her, it wasn't just massive; it was revolting as if her body rejected its very nature.

He dropped her, only holding her by the hips until her head hit the floor with a thud, and he positioned her in a mating press. Thrusting into her with her head, she was barely able to see her violation past her breasts. The rest of her body was almost vertical; she could see and feel the cock distort her belly, penetrating well past her cervix with every thrust.

Lydia tried to scream, but each thrust **** the air out of her lungs, and she had to breathe more in before the next hit her. Unlike with the slime that **** her to climax over and over, there was no pleasure; it was hateful. It caught her off guard then when her body spasmed as if she had climaxed.

“There we go!” He grunted and made Lydia feel the thick hot fluid pump through his cock into her body. “Take it all before I take you!”

Lydia felt a rush run through her, the revolting sludge pumped into her from the possessed cock flowed into her body, but that wasn't it. She wondered if it was the power from the sorcerer he had mentioned. Then, after all the corrupted cum had finished being **** into her, she saw the sorcerer fall backwards to the floor, his skin returning to normal. Confused for a moment, Lydia wondered if it was now inside her, only to feel the brand on her breast burn like fire and glow white hot. When she tried to scream, she spewed out the smog into the air above her.

With what little strength he had, the sorcerer kicked at the summoning circle to ruin the pattern. The moment it broke, the smog vanished with a small thunderclap. They were alone once more.