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Mark woke to darkness, his arms and legs somehow restrained. He could see nothing but a sliver of light from beneath a nearby door. His head pounded from where they'd struck him, knocking him unconscious.

"They" were to Children of Oorus, a small time cult in backwoods new england. He's never spoken to them, just seen them around town. And then, as he was walking home after work, they'd approached him.

"Mark?" one of them had called out. When Mark had turned around he saw them standing there, four in their black clothing covered in strange designs. "I'm afraid you're going to have to come with us, Mark."

Before he could respond, two of the had lunged from the bushes along the road and grabbed him; he'd fought back, but the other four rushed in to help. When he wouldn't give up, one had hit him with something.

And now he was here in the darkness. He sat up, struggling to free himself; all that did was rub his wrists raw, so he stopped and instead waited, wondering what the cult's plans for him might be.
 
Lucia had been approached by the same cult, though she recognized some of the members. They had explained the situation to her, but she only laughed in response. "That's a good one, guys. I'm honored to be your "sacrifice", but I've got things to do that night." She had told them. Though through further convincing, she became more interested in the idea. She still thought they were making it up, but Lucia liked nothing more than sex, and that was apparently all she had to do. Have sex with the reincarnation of their God or whatever. "As long as he's good looking, I suppose."

And now there she was, in a room that was huge and only lit by candle light. She was completely naked. "The least they could do is give me a bed..." She whispered to herself. Then the door opened, and they dragged in the man who was supposed to be their demonic savior. Well, he was handsome. She also liked what they did with the chains around his ankles and wrists. Somehow she found that sexy.
 
When they came for Mark he again tried to fight back, but to no use; he was bound too tightly and could barely move on his own.

"Be still, child," one of them said. "Tonight, all is in your honor."

"Why do you let me go; I'd feel honored."

The cultist smiled down at him. "You should thank us. Tonight, you'll lay with a beautiful woman, and then all your dreams will be fulfilled."

"Why don't you-" Mark cut off when one of them jabbed a needle into his arm. "WHAT THE FUCK!"

"Just something to 'get you in the mood'," the speaker said. "Bring him to her chamber."

They dragged him down dimly lit hallways and into a stone chamber, where hundreds of small red candles burned and gave things a sinister glow. Near the center was one of the most beautiful women Mark had ever seen, her body bare and perfect.

The cultists brought in a heavy wooden chair and sat Mark in it, tying his restraints to it so that he couldn't escape. One of them turned to the woman. "You may do whatever you wish to him, though you may not harm him. Enjoy yourself." With that, two of the cultists used knives to cut away Mark's clothes, leaving him naked before the woman. Other cultists filed in, standing with their backs to the walls, and those that had brought him here joined them.

"Please, begin," the apparent leader said.
 
"Ho'kay.." Lucia started as she got to her feet. They had really went out of their way to make this seem realistic. "I normally don't do this sort of thing, but I like gaining experience and so..." She got on her knees looking up at him. "I'll enjoy myself to the fullest." She then took his cock in her hand and pushed it past her lips. She then used her skillful tongue to excite it. She never found sex pleasurable when the man wasn't at full length, so this was her way of making sure it was fully erect and ready for her pussy. Besides, it was also great foreplay for her as well. She was also getting wet imagining his length piercing into her. It was quite impressive.
 
Mark was stunned at the woman's slutty forwardness; who in their right mind would want to fuck a stranger, especially in front of an audience?

"Hey, no..." he said, not wanting her. Well, he wanted her, any man would, but not here, not now. "Stop."

But when her wet mouth closed around his cock he knew he wouldn't be able to resist... no, wait, he thought, I don't want this! But whatever they'd injected him must have started taking effect. He could feel himself getting hard as her tongue played over his cock.

"Please..." he groaned
 
She looked at him when she began to please him. They sure were going out of there way to make things seem real. Oh well, it was pretty hot. She continued to slide her tongue down his shaft and up to the very tip, then back down again. Her hand was now at the base of his cock, since he was too big to fit all the way now. When it stopped growing, she took it out of her mouth. "Mm! This is the most impressive cock I have ever seen! I can't wait to have it in me...It might hurt though." She got on top of his lap and then forced her nipple into his mouth. "Now suck...get me wet so I can take you in me all at once!"
 
With her so near, her body so hot against his, Mark almost couldn't breathe. To have the sweet scent of her pussy so near to him... he couldn't think straight. And then there her breast was against his face, her nipple against his lips. His mouth opened of it's own volition, taking the little pebble of hard flesh into it, sucking it, licking it, teasing it with his tongue.

Mark could feel himself slipping, losing control. The drug was coursing through him now, making him almost painfully hard...
 
She moaned loudly as his lips worked her fully erect nibble. As he did that, she positioned herself onto his erection and began to push herself down on it. As it began to stretch her tight cunt out, she nearly screamed with pleasure. She could feel it throbbing inside of her, against her G spot. It had be a long time since she had sex with anyone remotely this big. She began to grind against him, slowly. She wanted to tease both of them and make this last.
 
The woman's moan sent Mark over the edge; he wanted her now, and when she impaled herself on his cock it was the most wonderful sensation he'd ever felt. Just the sensation of that moistness stretching to accommodate him was enough to send any other man to a shuddering climax; instead, Mark felt his member begin to throb with the rhythm of her grinding. "Come on," he breathed, "is that all you've got to give?"
 
She smiled at him. "Only the tip and you broke character? I must feel really good..." She said and then pushed down hard, feeling him plunge inside of her. She threw her head back and moaned once again, gripping his shoulders hard. She then froze for a moment, her pussy squeezing his cock hard. Even now he was not fully inside her. She then lifted herself up and began to bounce on his lap, slowly at first, but as her need for a climax grew, so did her speed. She bit her lip and eventually she could take him inside of her fully. "Mmm...Its so good...It feels so good inside of me!"
 
For a moment Mark was confused. Character? What did she mean....

But then she slammed down on him, and all thoughts went from his head. He couldn't think, couldn't concentrate. All he could do was focus on her, on her wetness, on how she moved and felt and smelt. Her words only fueled it made the hunger stronger.

He began to thrust his hips to meet her gyrations, the only movement his bonds allowed him. Even as he did he felt something new inside him... something alien...
 
When he began meeting her hips, it felt twice as good. It might have been her imaginations, but it felt as if his cock was getting hotter. Real hot. She bit her lower lip and even though her legs felt weak she forced herself to continue. It was for this very reason that she was rarely on top, when she was about to orgasm she felt really weak and vulnerable. Though both of them were far to in the moment to notice what was going on around them, the candles were getting even brighter as their sex got more intense. She could feel something building up inside her too. "I'm...going to cum..." She moaned.
 
Mark felt strange, like some pressure was building within him; not from the sex, but something deeper and more primal. His cock felt red-hot and growing hotter, but that was nothing compared to the feel of her pussy enveloping his shaft. He grunted as she kept bouncing, mesmerized by the rise and fall of her breasts, the sound they made as they smacked against his chest. Her eyes, when they fluttered open, were far away, lost in the raw pleasure.

Her walls felt like they were milking him with each bounce, and he could sense how close she was to cumming. He didn't know how he knew, only that he did.
 
She gripped his shoulders even tighter, as her body prepared for climax. His cock almost felt too hot, like it was burning. Or was it her orgasm? She couldn't tell. All she knew was that she was..."I'm cumming!" She shouted at last, still bouncing up and down. She felt her pussy spasm around his large cock, her juices slowly sliding to the base of it. She had never had such a large orgasm before. Her eyes were wide. "It feels...so good." She whispered.
 
As the woman came Mark felt something rip inside of him, some immaterial part give way. His chest bulged out, as did his stomach, and his skin began to rip and tear. Beneath could be seen cold gray flesh, and what looked like worms moved beneath his flesh.

Mark's personality, his soul, blinked out of existence. Something ancient stared out from his eyes now, hungrily taking in the woman's body. Lucia, it thought, this one is called Lucia. It broke the bonds holding it to the chair and grabbed her.
 
After she was done climaxing, she could feel him transforming underneath her. She opened her eyes and at first she thought she was going crazy. But she could feel him underneath her, getting bigger and bigger. She then screamed, noticing her surroundings. The ones who were watching were now bowing down, and the the flames were a lot bigger now. She tried to break free from his...no ITS grip, but it was futile. She was way too weak. "Let me go!" She screamed. Her body was shaking violently with fear now.

They weren't lying. They were telling the truth and she thought it was all just some kind of game!
 
The god Oorus shuddered to life, shaking off the mortal skin that had trapped him within it. He stood, barely noticing those that worshipped him; his attention was riveted to the young woman he held. As the skin fell from his crotch it revealed a mass of writhing penises, long and snake-like and moving with a will of their own. His mouth opened to reveal yet another one that sat like a tongue; it extended and caressed Lucia's face, leaving a wet trail on her skin.

With red eyes Oorus gazed at her, savoring her terror.
 
"Oh my god!" She screamed as she watched the demon basically shed off his human appearance. She watched him open his mouth and she tried to look away as he licked her with his large appendage that was a tongue. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her friend. "Help me! Please! Please, I don't want to do this anymore!" She shouted. reaching her only free hand towards him. He didn't move or even look at her. "Someone! Someone please!" She tried again, though none of them looked up. She then turned back to the demon, her one last chance. "Please..Let me go..." She whispered.
 
Oorus laughed at her pleas, his entire body shaking with it.

"Let you go?" he rumbled in a deep baritone voice. "No. You are mine now. Mind. Body. Soul."

His tongue-member pressed against her lips, pressing insistently, while those between his legs slithered around her legs and spread them wide. Others held her arms away from her, and they all began caressing her body, rubbing against it and squeezing it.

One of the cock-tentacles ran up between her legs and sat poised to enter her.
 
When he laughed she realized that there wasn't a way out of this, and his words only made her more discouraged. She then felt his tongue press against her lips, and she kept them closed. Though when the rest of his appendages began to explore her body, she found it hard not to scream. She began to squirm, some of the tentacles brushing up against her ticklish spots and her sensitive areas, but when one proceeded to enter her, she realized that she would no longer be able to keep her mouth shut. Tears began to stream down her cheeks. She didn't want to have sex with this monster. She tried to close her legs, but he wouldn't let her.
 
The tentacle at her mouth continued to push, forcing her lips apart and squirming inside. It began to pump in and out, filling her mouth with it's length. The one between her legs slithered up to her pussy and stretched it as it slid in, twitching back and forth as it twisted. Others wrapped around her breasts, squeezing them hard and then flicking across her nipples.

The undulating tentacles held her in mid air, fucking her in rhythm with one another. More rose up, ready for their turn.
 
When the tentacles thrusted past her lips her eyes went wide. She could taste its secretion and she tried to move her head away. However, it was no use. She started gagging as it thrusted itself fully into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She then felt his other extremities enter her body, twisting and turning. Despite the fact that she was frightened, she was getting even wetter than before. She continued to struggled, trying to closer he legs. She really was a sacrifice. Would she survive this? Or would he eat her afterward?
 
Oorus studied Lucia as his members squirmed within her, the way she reacted to him. Was she actually enjoying this?

He continued to pump in and out of her, feeding off her pleasure. His tentacles turned her over, so that her back was to him, and he moved one of them up to her ass, ready to fill the last hole available.
 
Despite being somewhat of a whore, her asshole was the only thing that hadn't been claimed by a man. She could almost feel his gaze on it, and it twitched before his eyes. She wasn't sure if it was from fear or excitement. She didn't know what was what anymore. She was feeling so good, but this would hurt, she was positive. She screamed for him not to do it, but the tentacle in her mouth prevented her from doing so. Her pussy was still soaking wet. It was a sensation she had never felt before, being taken in more than one hole, having more than one part of her body being pleasured at the same time.
 
The tentacle rose up and pushed against Lucia's tight anus, gently at first but then with more and more force until it began to slip in. Oorus ignored her screams; what was the discomfort of a mortal to him? Was she not honored to be his first upon returning to this world?

Smaller tentacles snaked up and slid into her dripping cunt alongside the one already there, just as the one in her ass pushed in all the way. They all began pounding back and forth, up inside her, each moving at a different pace. The one in her mouth began to push deeper, seeking to slide down her throat.
 
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