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A Slight Mistake With Summoning ((Vivid and Yuu))

Vivian gently lapped at his fingers as they were presented to her, gently sucking them in her mouth to clean them thoroughly. A small noise of protest came from her. Still. She liked her body the way it was and was dismayed that he wanted to change the way it looked. Strangely enough it hurt her feelings to know that she, as she was, was not good enough.

The bed felt good against her body and all she wanted to do was fall asleep and let the softness envelop her whole. Her memory was getting more fuzzy. Something in his energy was wiping that blank. Not only was it changing her physically, mentally it was doing exactly what he promised he’d do. She turned her violet eyes up at him. Confusion and hurt shone inside of them.

“I suppose I am a little hungry,” she sighed. Though her body was not particularly feeling it. Stress tended to make the beautiful witch retreat from food altogether. Her stomach was sensitive and such a strong force only caused to churn it. With a sigh she turned over on her side and pulled the covers over her head to get some rest.
 
Magnus frowned as he saw the pain in the girl's eyes. If it weren't for humans being such fragile things compared to him he wouldn't have done this, but eons of senseless conquests that only last a session or two at the most before his partner was reduced to a broken doll had grown dull, he simply hoped that Vivian would come to understand that as well in time. He stopped at the door before turning towards her once more before speaking, "Feel free to read any of the books in this room, Vivian. Who knows, you may learn something during your stay here." As he left the room he began to wonder exactly how much his energy would change a human, would she still look as she did now, or would she become a seductress bearing more devilish features as he had imagined the night before? He couldn't help but be intrigued by the possibilities, even if this had started out as a plan of necessity.

The demon frowned as he walked the halls of the giant maze like mansion that made up his domain. He had so much, but it was always so empty, so eerily quiet. So much wasted space, a tantamount to the curse that is his power. There was once a time when he could maintain an entire harem within the confines of the building, when he wasn't so powerful and insatiable that he would break to minds, and just as often the bodies, or the women he took. The ravages of time and his steadily increasing power had seen to it that that era had passed, and now if he ever wished to attain what he had once had he would have to take more drastic measures.
 
Vivian did not want to read or learn at that moment. In all honesty, what good would it do here? She curled up in a ball and let out a shuddering sigh. The witch wanted to leave. Yes the sex was great but she did not like feeling like this. She did not want to be made into something that she was not. Same on the inside? She would have liked to remain same on the outside, too. This was not apart of their deal... or was it? She could scarcely remember anymore.

So as he wandered the halls of his great mansion she remained in bed and cried. She didn't have any choice in this matter. He was going to make her change whether she liked it or not. Could one rape with growth and change? Forcing it upon them no matter how much they blatantly apposed to it. Was this another violation that she was going to have to deal with, with a smile and a 'Yes sir'? It hurt. It hurt. It hurt. It HURT. Yet she was the only one who cared. This wasn't about her though. Not about her feelings or what she wanted.

This made her bitter.
 
After a couple of hours Magnus returned, holding a tray with a bow of hot porridge and a glass of milk. When he saw Vivian curled up in a ball he gave a slight frown, setting the tray down on the night stand next to the bed and sat down next to the crying girl. Gently he began stroking her head, hoping to comfort her "Does it still hurt my dear?" He asked softly, unaware of her plight and thinking she was still suffering the effects of his energy merging with hers. He felt what he was doing was for her own good, if she was going to survive her stay in his domain. Slowly he let his hand trail down, running over her soft nude flesh as he rubbed her back "You'll feel better soon." He tried to reassure the poor girl, knowing that the process would have to be taken slow so he did not accidentally damage her mind, assuming he hadn't already.

He slowly moved his hand away from the witch, reaching for the tray and looking down at her "Here, your food will get cold if you don't eat it soon." He gave his best smile, trying to coax her into opening back up. He wanted to avoid being rough with the girl if he could help it, knowing that pushing humans only made them retract further, and making it much more difficult to get anything from them without outright breaking them.
 
Vivian did not want to say what was bothering her. There would be no point to it. She had agreed to be his and this was what he wanted. The beautiful blonde curled deeper into the blankets when he inquired about her and gave a shuddering sigh. Though his caressing had unfurled her quite a bit. Legs stretched out and she gave a sigh. It was strange how a gentle touch could make a person feel better. Soon she scooted out of her blankets and snuggled close up to him. He was all that she had, after all, even if he was the source of her misery.

She sat up at the smell of the food. Her stomach gave a hungry lurch. How much time had passed since she had eaten? It had been a good long while. Upon showing her face it was clear she had been crying; it was so red and puffy and her lips were a shiny red.

“Thank you,” she replied. Her voice was thick from congestion. She reach for the food, whimpering from the soreness in her arms. “And no. The energy isn’t hurting me any. I have been through a lot over the last twenty-four hours and I can’t even remember the first half of our encounter too clearly.”
 
Magnus smiled as the girl sat back up, though the smile slowly folded into a frown when he saw her tear stained face. He held Vivian close as he heard her whimper sorely, carefully placing the tray in her lap before grabbing a spoon and scooping up the porridge and gently offering the warm meal to her "Just relax and let your body recover for now, my lovely mate." Seeing the young witch like this made him feel the need to take care of her. In truth his kind, unlike most other demons, got nothing from causing harm to humans, with the sole exception of the ones who strangely enjoyed such things, even looking beyond this situation it was better for an incubus to keep his victim alive and aware of themself so as to be able to feed on their sexual energy for longer.

For this situation it went deeper than that, he wanted her not as a simple food source, but also a companion to help make his massive home feel less empty. He gently stroked Vivian's arm as he continued to feed the girl, offering sips of milk every now and then. He was practically pampering the battered girl, but she deserved it after all she had been through. He gave a faint smile before leaning in and giving her a light kiss on the cheek before speaking "I'm afraid cooking is not my strong point, as I do not gain sustenance the same way as humans do, and I rarely receive guests that I need to prepare meals for." He admitted "Though, with you here perhaps I'll be able to get some much needed practice."
 
It had been awhile since Vivian was fed. At first it felt a little odd, it had been years since she had been fed and she did not remember it. Not many remembered when they were a baby and she did not remember much from a few months pass anyway. As she became used to it she actually quite enjoyed it. This made her feel very pampered and spoiled.

“You did a wonderful job,” she reassured him between eager and hungry bites and sips of milk. Already she felt some of her own energy return to her and she felt more like herself. That was what she was really afraid of; losing herself in all of this. At first it was what she wanted but, as a blank slate, how could she truly enjoy what this place had to offer? As a witch she should have been studying this realm and asking to go on fieldtrips through it.

“What is it like beyond these castle walls?” she ask in a small voice. “Are there others like you? I mean, others in this area or are you all by yourself?”
 
Magnus smiled at the compliment, gently rubbing the witch's head "You are a kind girl." Once the food and milk were gone he carefully set the tray to one side and pulled Vivian in close to him. For a moment he contemplated the girl's question, a slight frown crossing his face "This entire castle is my domain, what lays beyond is what can be best described as No Man's Land, nothing but a wide stretch of hell scape separating the domains of other demons." He leaned back on the bed as he explained, idly stroking Vivian's hair, "I can alter its architecture as I see fit, and it acts as a perfect defense against invaders, who will inevitably become lost in the maze like corridors and endless hallways." He glanced down at the young witch with a reassuring look, "Though, since you are a welcome guest here you shouldn't have to worry about such things, so long as you return here in the event of an attack."

His frown deepened when she asked if there were others like him or if he was alone, "Yes, there are others like me, and many other kinds of demons, though, we aren't exactly on good terms with each other and I try to keep to myself when it comes to these sort of matters. As such my home is largely empty, though it wasn't always." He closed his eyes, trying to remember times long past "Power can be a dreadful curse for a demon like me. There once was a time when I was still young that I maintained a rather impressive harem of human women in this domain. However, as my powers grew so did my appetite, to a point where mere humans could not cope, most being reduced to mindless sex craving dolls." As he spoke his voice took a somewhat displeased tone, making it clear he wasn't boasting, but rather disappointed in himself, "This is why I wished to adapt your body, so that you might avoid the same fate."
 
His words concerned her. The idea of demons coming to invade his castle frightened her. Despite all of the precautions he explained, what if those creatures managed to find them? What if they managed to find her when she was alone and without the protection of her master? A tremor of fright went through her at the thought and, when she was able, she snuggled in closer to him. Vivian never wanted him to be upset him and it seemed she had done just that.

“I was afraid that you did not want me as I was,” she admitted. The beautiful young girl decided to push the other issue aside. She was sure that nothing like that would happen anyway. He would not allow her to be left by herself in the castle. “I mean, I like my body the way it is, it’s soft and yielding. Is there a way that it could possibly change but not change me in to a demon?”
 
Magnus took note of Vivian's nervousness at the mention of invaders, feeling the smaller body cuddling up next to him. He gently stroked the soft bare skin of the witch's arm, trying to settle her nerves "This room is the center of my home, so long as you return here when I tell you to no one should be able to hurt you." He gave a slight chuckle, trying to cheer the girl up. He had to admit that the witch was cute like this, and it only hardened his resolve to not hurt her if he could help it.

When he heard the girl admit her fears he shook his head slightly, mentally berating himself for performing such abrupt acts. When he heard her question he carefully pulled Vivian up into his lap "The only other way would be to train your body so that you are able to better endure without losing your mind to the pleasure. Of course, this risks that very thing happening." He said in a serious tone, his arms wrapping around the girl's body "Turning you into a demon merely presented the fewest risks... Especially now after our last encounter." He moved a hand down to the girl's flat stomach, his voice taking on a tone that was unfamiliar to even him "I was unable to withdraw myself from you when you were in that frenzied state."
 
Vivian closed her eyes and gave a sigh. She wrapped her arms around her body and wanted to pull away. In agreeing to going with him she did not think she would have to sacrifice a part of who she was. This was painful for her. Another change that she had to go through. Though she stopped dead as he placed a hand on her stomach and told him that he was not able to pull out. Her eyes grew wide for a moment and she drew in a long, deep breath.

“Are you saying that I could be…” the witch trailed off and she was quite unable to find the words. Her heart was beating rapidly and her hand landed on top of his. “Are you saying that I am going to have a baby?”

The idea of a demon baby was frightening. What if it ate its way out of her?! What if it tore her body in half as she was given birth?! What if demon children killed their mothers after a certain time?! All of those things seemed possible. And she was only seventeen! She was a child herself. A lump rose in her throat.
 
Magnus frowned, seeing the girl's panicked expression, gently stroking her stomach while making hushing noises to try to calm her again "There is a good possibility of it, yes." He began, trying desperately to keep Vivian from becoming fully panicked "Though, you should be fine, even if you are pregnant with my offspring. But if you become too stressed both your life and the child's may be put at risk after a certain point." He warned, holding the witch close "I had not intended for this to occur so soon, to be perfectly honest. I wanted to wait until you were ready, until you had become more comfortable with your new home."

He lightly kissed Vivian on the cheek, still trying to make sure she had calmed herself before he spoke "I will not change you, unless you wish for it to occur. However you must remember to be careful when we couple, so as not to over exert yourself or lose yourself completely to my touch." He warned, his voice sounding serious as he soothingly stroked her smooth blonde hair "I may be a demon, but I do not enjoy seeing permanent harm come to my guests." He said in a sincere voice, and it was true. For all that he had put the girl through in their first meeting, he had done his best to undo any lasting damage that might have been done, to try to gain her trust so that she did not inherently fear his presence.
 
Vivian did not know how to act or what to do. A child. Eyes cast down towards her stomach and she drew in a deep, unsteady breath. This complicated everything. The torrent of emotions that was raging inside of her were very confusing. She simply laid in his arms and allowed herself to be comforted by the demon who had so thoroughly claimed her. The witch took in his scent and she gave a shuddering sigh. Was this annoying to him; this affection? Snuggling had always been one of her favorite things and now she really needed it.

The fact was that she was not really afraid of him. This situation was just new to her and new things were often frightening to those they were happening to. And there were certainly many, many things that were happening to her. So many changes. So much she had to adjust to in such a little time. Everything was just so confusing to her. All she wanted to be was babied at the moment. She wished that she had her mother here.

“I am not sure what I want to do,” she said. “I just know I don’t want to look like a demon. Isn’t there a way to make me change that doesn’t mutate my body? You know, have something strengthen on the inside?” The witch was positive that there had to be a middle ground someplace.
 
Magnus smiled as he let the girl snuggle close to him, shifting his body so that he could pull the sheets over the both of them before resuming his lightly petting the lovely witch, lightly kissing her cheek, "Don't worry too much, you're my mate now, and as such, I will make sure you are cared for and kept safe." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully when she asked if there was some way to strengthen her without changing her body before giving her a reassuring smile "Don't worry, I'll think of something." He said, trying to get her to take her mind off the unpleasant things that had happened.

What he was feeling at the time was foreign to him, he was normally fairly indifferent to the women that he took, but somehow he felt the need to make sure Vivian kept smiling, to make sure she was happy and safe. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of the beautiful blonde's warmth, "Why don't you rest for a moment, dear? Once you wake up I'll have a special surprise for you." He said with a warm sincerity in his voice, an idea having struck him as to how he could protect Vivian from himself.
 
Vivian yawned and moved closer to him. The warmth of his body was nice and relaxing and the promise he made was perfect. All she could hope for him was to try it. This body was one that she had gotten used to and wanted to keep it. Lips pressed against his skin and made her lips tingle.

“I really should,” she agreed.

Soon she was sleeping very comfortably beside him. She dreamed of what the surprise could be. Since she had been a little girl she had loved surprises. The anticipation of them was a close second to the sexual pleasure that this demon had given her. A smile was on her face the entire time. Her rest was peaceful and solid. No images of her former life had come to torment her.
 
Magnus smiled, gently stroking Vivian's hair as she drifted off before leaning back on the bed, closing his eyes as he concentrated, the air crackling briefly as a small blue velvet band with red silk backing appeared in his hand. He briefly eyed the witch's neck to ensure that it wouldn't be too tight before he set to work, outlining runes in the outer fabric with his fingers, the marks glowing softly as they took form, runes to increase vitality, improve the body's ability to heal its self, to improve stamina, and most importantly to protect the body from harm. Once he was done he conjured a short silver chain and hooked it to the band, as well as attaching a clasp to the ends so that it could be closed. He gave a slight nod as he looked over his work, one more spark of magic disturbing the air as he materialized a black star shaped gem, a small portion of his energy manifest in a physical form. When he attached the start to the chain there was a brief hum as the runes began to glow for a brief moment, the energy feeding the runes so that they would continue to function as long as it was worn.

Once he had finished his project he began to settle in, laying back on he bed with the collar in one hand as he let himself slowly drift to sleep as well. As he slept he wrapped an arm around the young witch, holding her close. He continued to smile slightly as he inhaled the girl's sweet womanly scent, his body feeling relaxed. Perhaps a bit too relaxed, as unbeknownst to him, his cock began to harden in response to the closeness of a female, the hot hard member twitching against Vivian's stomach as they slept.
 
Sleep was easy for the lovely blonde in his arms and she woke up feeling better than she ever had. As far as she could remember. Slowly her memories were slipping from her and the witch even was starting to forget that she was a magical human being. Against her stomach was something hard and long. Vivian giggled and flushed deeply. It was her lord’s massive cock and it was hard as a rock despite him sleeping. A playful smile crossed her lips. Was this the surprise? She certainly did like it and it certainly was a nice surprise.

Her hand moved down and she began to stroke it, to see if she could wake him with the stimulation. The beautiful girl crawled on top of him, straddling his muscled thighs so she could wrap her second hand around the massive piece of meat. Roughly she pulled and stroked.

“Master?” she purred. “Master… we’ve slept for long enough… please, wake up. You are so hard. You really need to take comfort in my body.”
 
Magnus woke with a groan, the pleasant feeling of Vivian's hands on his shaft sending jolts of pleasure down his spine. He reached out, gently rubbing the witch's head as he sat up "My, aren't you an eager little witch." He smirked slightly as he spoke, moving his hand to tilt her head up so their eyes met, "Yes, I would enjoy making use of that lovely body of your, but first, I have something for you." He game a slight smile, holding up the collar, letting her get a good look at it before leaning forward, carefully fitting it around her neck "You wanted something that would allow you to keep up with me while leaving your body the same right?" He asked as he sat back, admiring the lovely blonde with her new accessory, the runes glowing softly, giving of a light warmth "That collar will do just that." He said, pulling the girl up so that she was straddling his stomach, his cock resting against her ass, the hot member twitching excitedly in response to the contact.

He kissed the girl's lips lightly for a moment before he began speaking again, "It will leave your body as it is now, and instead enhance its natural functions. Allowing you more stamina, and improving the rate at which you recover from injuries, with bruises and sore muscles fading before they can even develop." He said carefully running his hands down her back until they came to rest on her hips, "It really looks quite lovely on you, might I add." He complimented before lifting the girl's hips and shifting slightly so that the tip of his penis was touching her slit "Now, shall we try it out, my dear Vivian?"
 
Vivian was stunned as the collar was put around her neck. The warmth that radiated from it was amazing and filled her with a sense of wellbeing. All of the residual soreness faded completely away and she giggled. Her hand came up when it was properly fastened and she felt the soft material it was made of. Her finger traveled down to the star shaped, smooth stone that hung from it. This was beautiful and amazing! He had made sure that she was able to stay in this body while being able to fully enjoy every aspect of their coupling.

“I love it,” she said in a coo.

She bit her lips as she watched him lift and perch her on the very tip of his huge member. She nodded her head and began to whine. Already she was positively dripping and in need. “Please, master, please. I want to try it.”
 
Magnus couldn't help but feel a slight warmth deep within himself when he saw the girl's reaction, that beautiful smile, that adorable giggle and cooing voice. When he heard her response to his proposition he gave a slight grin, quickly sliding the girl down on his rigid pole, throwing his head back and letting out a loud deep groan as he stuffed his member as deep into the gripping moist sleeve as it would go. He looked down, taking a moment to admire Vivian, licking his lips at the sight of her crammed full of his massive erection "You have such a wonderful body, Vivian." He complimented, reaching up to gently stroke her cheek as he slowly began to move his hips against her.

"How does it feel? To have my entire cock deep in your pretty little belly?" He asked with a slight hint of teasing. He pulled the girl in close, beginning thrust, slowly and gently to begin, letting her grow accustomed to the size once more. He ran his hand over the young witch's back, slowly dragging his fingers along her spine, "I always want to see that lovely smile of yours, my mate... My queen." He said, considering her more than just a pet now, especially with the potential that she would be carrying his offspring which gave him all the more reason to try to protect her and keep her happy. Yes, he would make the girl submit to him of her own will, without the use of force or threats, only the offer of endless bliss as the demon's lover.
 
Vivian let out a loud groan. He let her fall on his erection, taking in about half of his length before the tip hit the recently breeched wall of her cervix. In another few second she fell completely down, a sharp gasp coming from her as he entered her womb. A large lump was outlined on her stomach, bulging against the tightness of her womanhood and skin. It hurt but it felt amazing. He had completely stuff her full of that member, sending every nerve ending inside of her alight.

“It feels so good,” she managed to say. The witch was trying very hard not to simply go wild. Instead she would let him control how it was this time. He was the only with the experience and he clearly knew how to make a woman pleased. A low moan resonated from her throat as he began to trust. She rolled her hips on instinct, hands coming to brace herself on his chest.

Though something snapped her out of her euphoria. “Queen?” she asked. There was shock to her tone. “You want me to be your Queen?”
 
Magnus smiled at Vivian's moans, groaning as he felt the tight ring of her cervix drag across his shaft as he thrust, trapping the plump head of his erection in her womb and binding them in their intimate embrace. The thick pulsing veins of his cock rubbed against the tight soft walls of the witch's stretched cunt with each slow gentle stroke, his arms coming to wrap tightly around her, holding her firmly against his body, the girl's breasts dragging up and down against his body with each movement. He gave slight smirk when he heard her shocked question, "Yes. Is that not a role fitting of the mother to my child?" He asked warmly, kissing her forehead gently, "Fitting of one who receives such tenderness from one such as I?"

His thrusts began to pick up speed and gain more vigor, bouncing the stuffed blonde on his throbbing pole, letting out low rumbling grunts as he ravished her tight wet sleeve, "Maybe we'll even see the day that you are treated as a proper queen..." He mused, planing soft kisses on her neck before whispering into her ear, "With a crew of lovely maids tending to our every whim, pampering you, giving you the treatment a lovely girl truly deserves." He grinned slightly at the thought, "... And your big strong king satisfying your every carnal desire in ways that no man could ever even come close to achieving." He grunted softly as he gave a rough thrust upward to punctuate his point.

As he spoke, a long thin tendril rose from his back, curling down and slithering along the bed and around the lovers, the tip rising up slowly and slipping between the lovely cheeks of Vivian's ass. The tentacle began to ooze a slick clear substance as it pressed its tip against the witch's read hole, wiggling and lubricating it as it sought entrance. As he teased her butt the demon placed a hand on the girl's head gently tangling his fingers in her lovely golden locks and stroking them softly as he pulled her face close to his, placing a tender kiss on her beautiful full lips.
 
(( Sorry for taking so long! It’s been hectic. ))

Vivian admitted that he was showing her much more kindness than what he started out showing. Now he was so gentle… she could scarcely believe that this was the demon that she had summon who brutally forced himself upon her. That first orgasm was delicious though. Even though he had taken her without any mercy and there was pain, her body trembled still thinking about it. It was trembling now because of his thrusting inside of her tight, slippery sleeve.

The tendril caused her to gasp as it played with the tight entrance of her asshole before pushing it’s way inside. More pleasure. It was all she could think about! His words were lost on the beautiful young witch and she moaned loudly, a thin line of salvia making it’s way out of her mouth. When he kissed her she kissed back with a passion, pressing her tongue against his. Her hips moved up and down, faster and faster. She wasn’t going to be able to keep control of herself.

“This is so amazing,” she cried out. “This… this…”
 
(No problem)

Magnus licked the trail of saliva from the corner of Vivian's mouth, grinning slightly as he felt her movements becoming frantic and desperate. He increased the speed and strength of his thrusts to match the witch's, know that even as the head of his cock bumped the back of her womb the collar made it so he wouldn't have to worry about hurting her as they fucked. Once the tentacle had entered his mate's ass it began to twitch and swell, slowly stretching her tight hole until it reached about four inches in width and began thrusting in and out of her slicked hole, the appendage still oozing that warm slippery secretion, allow for easy smooth movements. As he fucked both of the lovely young woman's holes several more tentacles rose from his back, two wrapping around her breasts, squeezing and rubbing them as the moist tips teased her nipples, and others wrapping around her waist and under her arms, helping to bounce her on his mighty pole as his hands came down to spread and fondle her lovely squeezable butt cheeks.

The demon nuzzled his lover as he groaned out in pleasure, lightly nipping her neck and licking the sweaty skin, "You have such a wonderfully fuckable body, my dear Vivian." He complimented in his own lewd way, "And no matter how stretched out you get, thanks to that collar your body will always return to its perfectly tight state." He said with a deep guttural groan, his cock swelling inside her squeezing wet cunt.
 
Vivian was completely lost to her passions. Everything that was happening was amazing! His body was making hers feel wonderful. Every inch of her pulsed with pleasure. The collar was doing its job well. This was what she wanted. For eternity she wanted to be his; to share in such intense passions and cum at his command. Each second that passed brought her closer to that apex. The tentacles entered her ass and wrapped around her breasts, making them read and bright. Roughly she was brought down over and over again.

"Fuck..." she groaned deep from within her throat. "My king! You're... uhhh... you're driving me insane!"

It certainly felt that way! Her head swam with the pleasure and caused her to forget more. Nothing existed before his body or this rush. Nothing was come into being afterward. Was this what he wanted? Easily she had become his and allowed herself to be consumed by the lusts. She had forgotten where she came from already and that she was a witch. She had forgotten that she had first came here unwillingly.

That would not have mattered anyway.
 
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