The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

[SluttyLizzie]

Brian Hitchcock was 6'1, with mouse-brown hair and blue eyes. He wasnt over-weight, but more through genetics than any real effort on his part. He was mostly skin and bones, slim and scrawny despite his tall frame. He was also currently sitting wearily in the basement of his parent's house, nursing the injuries for yet another beating.

Brian swore, gingerly holding a cold-pack to his bruised face, thankful that for once, the beating hadn't broken his nose. Despite the fact that he was 21 years old, and was just starting the last year of college, He was STILL being beaten up fairly regularly by the football team of the local high school. The quarterback had started the tradition back when he'd been a Sophmore in High school, and while Brian thought it would stop when he graduated, apparently giving him a monthly beating had become sort of a tradition for the team. He'd gone to the police, but in the small town he lived in, the good spirits of the local team seemed to be far more important than the health of one nerdy kid. Unfortunately for Brian, his walk to and from the local college took him right past the High School, making it just about impossible to avoid running into members of the team.

With a groan, Brian rose from the chair he'd been in and went over to his shelves. He rooted through them listlessly for a bit, and then grinned slightly as he found the old, leatherbound book a friend had gave him for his last birthday. It had been a joke gift, obviously. The book was supposedly a "spell book", but everyone knew that crap wasnt real. Still...It would probably be fun to work some kind of "spell" for revenge against the football players. It might not actually do anything, but it would be a great way to vent some of his frustration. With a grin, Brian wandered up the stairs to make sure his parents weren't home.

An hour later, Brian had finished copying the pattern on the page next to the spell he had chosen. If this were real, supposedly it would conjure some sort of demon, which as long as he'd drawn this design right, he would have the power to command. As he compared the book to his chalk drawing on the concrete patio in his parent's backyard, he noticed a few mistakes in his work. But whatever, there was no way any of this was going to mean anything anyway. With a short laugh, he held the book open to the right page and began slowly reading, chanting in a language that sounded a bit like latin, but definitely wasn't. He wasnt positive he was getting the words right, but supposedly he was summoning some lesser helper-imp from the nether realms. When he shouted out the last word, Brian jumped backwards, falling on his ass as he heard a loud crack of thunder, and a huge dark cloud formed within the magic circle he'd drawn.

 

[Yenpointfive]

There were various different methods through which a Hellish body was called to mortal reality. Succubi slowly resolved their form out of a pink mist, many greater demons constructed their bodies from shadow, imps popped into existence with a tiny fireball (and yes, literally a popping sound). The sons of Beelzebub were heralded by their more mundane brothers. A huge mass of black flies descended upon the backyard, swirling in a neat circle over top of the sign on the ground, growing in number with each second until they obscured the air completely. The smell of brimstone reached Brian's nose and as soon as the flies had come they scattered, leaving something much larger than they were behind.

The figure stood six and a half feet tall, assuming you didn't count the antennae. Horns? It was hard to tell exactly which they were, but they were about a foot and a half long and arched from the front of the creature's forehead over the top of its skull. They were clearly ridged like horns were but the way they moved and twitched reminded Brian more of something an insect would have. The figure itself was mostly humanoid and would have passed for a very handsome male in any circle that didn't care about number of limbs or how many of them ended in something pointy. His skin was a pale gray color and was smooth apart from the jet black hair that topped his head. He was essentially all muscle, completely toned but not bulky. His muscles were meant to be used, not for show. Topping off his handsome appearance were a pair of green eyes that'd made the most polished emerald seem dull, gorgeous by any standard. Age wise he looked probably about mid twenties. Topping off a body that'd have any guy jealous and any girl drooling was a cock that measured in the double digits soft, hanging above a pair of fat balls. That explained that musky smell that was already reaching Brian's nose.

Of course, however good looking the creature might have been there were still the distinctly inhuman bits. The obvious one, other than the horns (antennae?) were the four arms he had, each of which ended in a hand made up by three fingers and a thumb, all of which ended in a large claw. They looked relatively dull but with his strength that was probably not important. His feet ended similarly in two claws per foot. As if he didn't have enough pointy bits going on already he smiled, revealing a grin not at all unlike a shark's. Each tooth was a pointed triangle.

Before he spoke he cast a glance at the ground, giving a single laugh at what he saw there. Frankly he was surprised that this mortal had summoned anything at all. The circle wouldn't do shit for binding and he'd fucked up several of the runes. The Hellish word for "fly" was similar to the one for "imp", which explained why the son of the Lord of the Flies was standing here. He smirked to himself again and stepped up to the edge of the circle, staying inside it and playing nice for the time being. Humans were always so surprised when this worked these days... apparently... it had been about fifty mortal years since he'd walked the Earth. He wasn't going to ruin his own fun just yet though. He stretched, a process that took a little while for someone that had four arms, and leaned in close to the edge of the circle without crossing it just yet.

"So, you going to tell me what it is you want or admire the view a little longer?" He asked, fully aware that he was stark naked in all of his glory. This would be when most demons started bargaining for a soul but he had all the time in the world for that, right now he felt like having a little fun at the expense of the one who summoned him, not that he wouldn't grant his new friend's request, he'd just grant it his own way.

 

[SluttyLizzie]

Brian swore loudly, Staring agape at the large, powerful looking demon that had just appeared on his parents' patio. He blushed as the demon called him out on his staring but..I mean really, who could blame him? The being infront of him was easily the most attractive male figure he'd even laid eyes on. He didnt swing that way, of course, but even Brian had to admit that the demon was almost overwhelmingly attractive. And that cock was....Well, enormous. Brian wrinkled his nose as she climbed back to his feet, the smell of sulfur thick in the air, with a lingering hit of something else. Something powerful, that was reminiscent of the smell of gym or lockerroom, but...stronger, and somehow even MORE masculine. It made him feel a bit queasy honestly, and...afraid. This was obviously an Alpha male, if the sheer size of his equipment wasn't already a tip-off.

"Oh...oh holy fuck that...that actually worked? Sorry, sorry, give me...give me just a moment, I'm still kindof processing here. Um, i honestly thought the stuff in that book was just silly nonsense..." He trailed off, blushing as he had to tear his eyes away from where they had drifted back to, namely the thick, 11" soft cock. "Uh...ahem...yes. Well...I mean, I'm not...I'm not really 100% sure how all of this really works? I mean, I guess i had some vague idea of asking for revenge? Theres...well, i mean, i dont even know if you have the experiences to understand this...I'm a nerd. A loser. I went through highschool being awkward and weird and i got picked on, a lot. Most of it came from the football team. Somehow, the team turned picking on me into a tradition, a favorite pass-time. I've been out of high school for 4 years, none of the kids going there even know me any more, and they still kick my ass any time they see me." Brian gestured to his bruised face as evidence. "So uh, I guess, mostly, What I want is for them to get what they deserve. I want them to get FUCKED! I want to see them get fucked, hell, i want to be the one doing the fucking, y'know?" Of course, Brian was too jazzed up and angry at this point to realize how vague, and easily mis-interpreted his phrasing was, but that was one of the perils of demon-summoning out of anger.

"Is...I mean i dont know if i only get to ask for one thing, or if this is more of a three wishes deal? If...I mean the first thing is most important, but...If it's something you can do, I'd like to be...y'know...really attractive. I'm sick of looking like a weak, nerdy, nobody. I want to be...Well kinda like you! Not, y'know, exactly I want to be a human still! But, I want to be that kind of attractive, where people are like "No way that's real!" but at the same time, it's obvious that it IS real, y'know what i mean? Like, so attractive that it ALMOST looks fake, but...not fake...." Brian shrugged and blushed again, trailing off. "But uh, like I said, The first thing is way more important, so if you can only do one..."

 

[Yenpointfive]

The creature waited calmly for the shock to wear off, glancing casually around the yard. If he was worried about anyone seeing him stark naked it certainly didn't show. He tapped his foot as he waited for the boy to think, his claws eliciting a soft clicking sound from the patio as he did.

"I understand nerd and loser just fine." The creature said simply. It wasn't like he'd been gone all that long. Sure, he had absolutely no idea what the year was but things didn't seem to be all that different. He also seemed to be in the same part of the world, judging by the fact that the human spoke English. He listened to the boy's sob story with a smirk that showed off those shark-like teeth of his. "I'll bet the way your eyes keep wandering didn't make you terribly popular in the locker room." He commented. He'd started clicking the claw on his thumb across the other fingers in a way that was vaguely threatening, though he looked more amused than anything else.

When asked if he was going to give three wishes the demon started laughing but he let the boy finish before he spoke again. "Let's start by talking about what you did right and what you did wrong." The demon began, his tone authoritative in a way that silenced any more rambling. "You've done a lovely job of stroking my ego. Always good when dealing with demons. You've managed to be interesting too, which is good because there's a lot of bad stuff you've done." He said, his smile daring the boy to say or do something.

He knelt down and tapped part of the runes. "I think you fucked up on these. Frankly I've never seen anyone use runic passages quite like this and I assume this spell was intended to summon an imp rather than me. That'd explain why you only bothered to put one barrier on the circle." He said simply before his smile turned into a full blown demonic grin. He tapped one rune where the chalk had scrapped just past the outer edge of the circle. "That's what we call a bridge. You never break the circle." He said with a laugh as he stood up fully again and stepped outside of the circle.

Before the boy could run the demon wrapped both of his right arms around his shoulder, pulling him nice and close. The musky scent grew stronger, particularly since the scent of brimstone was fading. "Normally you and I would have had a chat about what price you wanted to let me out of the circle or in exchange for your soul or whatever but as you can see, I'm already out. Now, I could buy your soul for the low low price of 'I don't tear you limb from limb' but I rather like you. You're supremely unlucky in an amusing way and frankly I like that I don't actually have to follow a human's orders the second I get to Earth. So, I'm willing to help. Lets start with making you more attractive..."

With that said a hand thumped against Brian's chest. When it drew back there was a glowing green handprint left behind, the same color as the creature's eyes. The very first thing that happened was that that shirt started to grow tighter as Brian's chest ballooned outward. Then his whole body began to shift. He grew shorter as his skin grew fairer. His hair would lengthen and turn blond as his hips widened. His cock was shrinking fast and the worst part of the whole thing was how great it all felt. He'd probably wind up cumming in his jeans during his last couple of seconds of what could loosely be called masculinity.

The whole change would leave her a teenage blond with the absolute sluttiest body. Her tits were absolutely massive and so perky that pretty much everyone would assume they were fake. Her ass was a juicy bubble butt that would have granted her a wonderful career as a porn star and her hair was radiant at this point. One of the more surprising features were actually her eyes. For whatever reason they'd ended up as that same bright emerald color as the demon's. Not that he minded lending a bit of himself to his work. She looked like a dumb teenage blond slut, only she was plenty smart enough to know what she was now. The demon didn't even realize what a good job he'd done yet. She was made out of his thoughts, and based on the way she'd been starring at his cock when she was still a guy she was going to find it a lot harder to take her eyes off it, or to avoid sniffing it, or just plain burying her face in his balls and wallowing in his musk. Not to mention the fact that she couldn't actually lie about her cock addiction or try to hide it in conversations. What could he say? He wasn't really used to granting requests that didn't involve violence.

"There we go. Feeling more attractive now? Because you certainly look sexy as fuck." He said, his cock twitching and starting to stiffen a bit as he held her close, one hand sliding down to give her ass as squeeze through her pants, which were certain to be way too tight at this point. Another one of his four hands absent-mindedly started to fondle one of her huge titties.

 

[SluttyLizzie]

Brian Didn't even really have time to be afraid, at least not on time for it to count. He certainly had time to feel shame as the demon picked out every little mistake he'd made, and there was a certain amount of shock as the being stepped over the circle Brian had thought would protect him. But before that shock could turn into fear, the creature had grabbed him, and was taunting him, the musky, sweaty smell of him even stronger up close. It wasnt...a bad smell, really. He thought that maybe it SHOULD be, maybe he SHOULD be disgusted, but it made him more uneasy than anything else, and maybe slightly queasy. A flash of quick pain went through him as the demon's large hand thumped down onto Brian's chest, and then his vision went blurry, his world fading into nothing but that bright, green glow as a wave of intense pleasure rolled through him.

He didn't quite get to the point of cumming in his jeans, but it was damned close. There was too much going on for him to experiance all of it, but he was left with flashes and impressions as the change swept over him. Mostly, he felt an overwhelming sensation of the world around him growing larger, until he realized that it was his own body shrinking, losing a bit more than a foot of height to put him at exactly 5'0". The mundane things, like his hair growing, his bone structure changing, his organs transforming, none of that was really noticed through the almost blinding pleasure, but he definitely felt the huge tits ballooning on his chest, growing and expanding untill his t-shirt was stretched to the breaking point, and then actually bursting the thin cloth, leaving his new, incredibly ample chest bare. Similarly, he was very aware of the expanding of his ass. He had vaguely expected his pants to fall off as his waist shrank, but that huge ass and wide, rounded hips kept them up, the fabric squeezing painfully into his newly abundant curves, the legs loose and far too long, but the seat stretched tight and almost audibly groaning with strain, his boxers crammed between his newly plump cheeks. Brian had had plenty of wedgies in his old life, but considering how sensitive his....her....new equipment was, this was probably the most uncomfortable.

The new teen panted and gasped as her transformation came to a close, the tail end of that wave of sensation causing her wide hips to twitch (with an accompanying pop of stiches as a seam on her jeans almost tore open) and a rather obvious damp spot to form on the ill-fitting denim wedged into her crotch. She gave another wriggle, and a half-bitten off little moan as she felt that warm, sweat-greased dick twitching and growing against the bare skin of her midriff. "I...I...This isn't what i MEANT, you jerk! What...what the HELL! You made me a GIRL!" Flushing with quick anger, she glanced down at her breasts, having to stifle another moan as a large, sharp-nailed hand started agressively groping her abundant ass-flesh, and then her gaze, almost of it's own volition, slid to that semi-hard cock, and her eyes glazed over a bit. She realized, in that moment, that the scent of musk was still heavy on the air. It still made her kindof uneasy, but in an...exciting way now. It now longer made her queasy at all though. For some reason, that heavy, greasy, very MANLY scent had her nose twitching, her mouth watering, and her new little plump pussy practically drooling.

She fought to tear her eyes away from the huge, slowly lengthening piece of demonic man-meat, putting a great effort of will in before she was finally, blushing and actually breathing heavy from the effort, able to look up towards his face again. "Oh...oh my g--- uh, gosh? Wh-what the hell have you done to me?"

 

[Yenpointfive]

If there had been any chance of her earning some sympathy from the demon responsible for her condition it wasn't being helped by the fact that her pussy was so wet it had already soaked through the denim and her movements caused her to half moan when it her jeans rubbed against her. His cock was growing harder by the second, growing to its full magnificence right before her eyes, and he had noticed that her eyes weren't able to leave it very easily.


He pinched one of her nipples between his claws to get her attention. "I know what you meant, but the way you kept glancing down at my cock was pretty cute so I thought this would be better. Besides, as I just pointed out, you did fuck up the circle. I'm under no obligation to help you and here I am still granting your requests." He said with a smirk. "Every deal has a price and trying to trick you out of your soul just seemed mean. This way you get everything you ask for and I get everything I want."

"Now..." He smirked as one of his claws dropped to her ass, giving it a little squeeze. "Aren't you going to invite me inside so you can clean off my cock for me? Understandably it get's pretty damn hot in Hell so there's a bit of caked on sweat to deal with. I figure you can start with the shaft and work your way down to the balls since they might be a little overpowering." He said with a shrug. "Now, the line you're looking for is 'come inside Rylan, I'd love to clean your cock off for you'." He said with a smirk. It wasn't like it would have been any trouble at all for him to let himself into the home and he certainly didn't need her permission but part of this was training. If he was going to live here she needed to learn her place sooner rather than later, and while he did love watching people's reactions to his nutsweat he really did feel like he ought to have his cock cleaned before they went out into the world.

 

[SluttyLizzie]

The stunning little teen that used to be Brian stared up at the demon. She bit her plump bottom lip and worried at the thick cock-pillow as she tried to reconcile what had happened to her. She could feel herself sinking into this body, feeling more at home in it by the moment. She had hazy, strengthening memories of a new life, one where she was born a few years later, and grew up as a girl. She didnt have time to examine them more fully, as she was drawn out of her little reverie by a sharp pinch to one smallish nipple, causing her to give a sharp yelp and jump slightly with the pain of it. "R-rylan? That's your name? I....I....feel like I should have a name? Brian....I'm clearly not a Brian anymore. What....What's my name?" She blinked her slightly too large eyes and shook her head as if to clear it, but everything felt a little...dreamy. Also, she wasnt sure how to feel about it, but she was fairly positive that her new self wasnt as....smart...as she used to be. Not stupid, really, but definitely a bit dumber, as if the new personality, the new wants...needs...kinks...that it had come with just didnt have room for the level of intelligence her male body had come with. She shook her head again, and came to a decision. "I...C-clearly you're not going to change me back, so...so i guess i might as well get used to this. Ummm.....Please, come insdye Rylan? I'd...." She blushed, stammering to a halt, not sure she could get the next part out. But then her gaze strayed to his cock again, catching it just in time to watch as a drop of slick, greasy sweat rolled off of the thick, twitching shaft to drop onto the concrete of the patio. It was humiliating, and she KNEW she would never have wanted this before....but ..... "Pleas, Rylan, I...i HAVE to clean your cock off, please? Come inside....I'll....Honestly, i dont know if i can wait to get your nuts in my mouth!" She blushed heavily, and didnt look at the demon's face, too busy staring at that huge cock as she walked backwards, hands groping blindly for the doorknob to enter her parents home with this huge, dangerous being.

 

[Yenpointfive]

Rylan chuckled when she jumped at the pinch. There was this ominous buzzing sound that came from his throat when he laughed like that but it died away when he spoke up again. "Yup. Well, at least the short version anyway. If we got into my full name we'd be here for a while. There are a lot of titles attached to it." He said simply. When asked about her name he shrugged a bit. "How should I know? It's probably 'Amber' or some other stereotypical blond girl name." He said. He was still riding the wave of magic from his summoning. Transforming reality like this was usually a bit beyond the scope of his power unless he had some souls to work with.

"It's highly unlikely." He agreed when she decided he was unlikely to change her back to her old self. "It'd fuck up the rest of your wishes too." He added, as if the fact that he'd been thinking up ways to make the rest of what she asked come true was actually a good thing.

When she asked him inside he was about to speak up and agree to her kind offer when she started to beg. His cock had hardened quickly in response to her plight but that begging caused his shaft to surge to its full size in no time. "You little goddamn whore." He growled with a smile that told her he was absolutely loving the new her. She wasn't doing well with the door knob so he stepped forward and scooped her up into his arms, using three of them to hold her comfortably as he shoved the other open with his free claw. Once they were inside he immediately began to tear off her clothing. He was surprisingly good at shredding the fabric from her body without leaving so much as a scratch on her. Then again, it helped that her pants were about to burst and her shirt was already torn open. "When you beg to clean my cock I expect you to show it the proper respect. If you don't have any appropriate attire you damn well better strip." He told her for the next time they did this. And there would be a next time. He plopped down in her father's favorite recliner and dropped her a short distance onto her cushy rear. "Now clean every inch. If you do a good enough job and remember to thank me often for allowing you to do this I'll make this a daily chore for you." He said simply, tapping his claw against the arm of the recliner as he waited for her to get to work.

 

[SluttyLizzie]

"A-amber....yeah...Yeah, i guess that must be it." Amber felt..almost HEARD really, a sort of snapping sensation in her head as the demon uttered her new name, a sense of something clicking into place. She gave a squeak of surprise as she was swept up into Rylan's strong arms, and then she was inside, having her clothing torn off in the living room. She was surprised at how dexterous and almost gentle those claws were as they neatly cut her out of her ill-fitting clothes, and then she was naked, blushing pinkly as she was exposed in all of her new, lovely glory.

The breath whooshed out of her as she was dropped unceremoniously onto her plump rear, her abundant charms quivering and quaking with the motion and it's abrupt end on the floor. She groaned quietly and rose to her knees, frowning cutely and rubbing at her tender behind. "Ow! you dropped me! that was rude." She took a moment, now that she was in the well-lit room, to take a better look at herself, eyes going wide at the sheer perfection of her form. "Holy shit! You werent lying, I'm....I'm fucking gorgeous! But, then again, so are you! God....your...your cock is HUGE!" She was staring again, and this time made absolutely no effort to look away. Slowly, she crawled towards the demon sitting in her father's chair, the tips of her massive breasts hanging low enough that they were almost brushing the hardwood floor. The musky, almost gamey scent of the demon grew stronger and stronger as she crawled closer, and she blushed heavily as she realized that her pussy was literally dripping, her juices slicking her plumply luscious thighs and forming a small puddle on the floor underneath her.

Tentatively, she reached one hand down to grip Rylan's massive cock by the base, her face screwing up in distaste at the smooth, slick, sweat-greased feeling of it in her hand. "Oh, eeeewwww! Oh, you're so...you so SWEATY!" Dimly, she was aware of the contradiction of being both sluttishly turned on and girlishly horrified at the feeling of the demon's sweat against her skin, but she didnt quite care at the moment. "G-go....gosh (she kept correcting herself, dimly remembering something about the name of the Lord being painful to demons or some such), I cant believe i'm about to do this! Ugh, this is so....SO....gross!" despite her protests, voiced mostly to herself, she leaned closer and tilted her head, bringing the incredibly, girthy shaft lengthwise towards her lips. Stopping with that slick flesh mere millimeters from her plump, pouty dicksuckers, she inhaled deeply, moving her head down the foot and a half of massive demonic cock as she did, like a cigar afficionado sniffing a fine stogey. She giggled at the image in her own mind, and then finally gave in to her urges. Parting her plump lips, she stuck her hot, wet little pink tongue out and swiped it along the length of that sweat-dripping shaft. She moaned loudly, shocking herself at the needy, whoreish sound coming from her own throat, as that first taste of sweaty, musky demon-dick exploded on her tongue. She knew instantly, although she was in no way ready to actually admit it, that this was easily the best thing she'd ever tasted.

 

[Yenpointfive]

Rylan chuckled wickedly when she complained about being dropped. "If that's the worst pain your phat bubble butt experiences tonight you ought to count yourself very lucky indeed." He said before adding in. "I'm glad you like it." He was sort of talking about both of them with that one. And she was going to quickly find that her body was absolutely made to service demon dick. Absolutely every bit of her was going to be a tight fit but if he'd done his job right there was little to no chance of him seriously injuring anything when he fucked her. It was going to hurt like hell though, but then again, that was part of the point.

He sighed as she gripped his cock for him. "You seem to have a knack for stating the obvious." He commented as she reminded him how sweaty his dick was. Her protests just seemed to excite him more and his dick throbbed hard in her hand as she declared how gross this was. "You can say his name if you want. It only stings a little bit and I kinda like the tingle. Get too biblical and I'm dressing you up like a Catholic school girl and we're teaching you a whole new set of prayers." He said, though he did appreciate the effort on her part.

He let out an excited little groan as she sniffed his dick. "Enjoy it, slut. It's been marinating in sweat down in Hell, just for you." He said, smirking and letting out a soft groan as she licked his cock and moaned. "See, I knew you were going to love this." He said as he reached down and gripped his cock. "But you are taking a bit long for my liking. Maybe you two ought to get better aquainted..." With that said he tugged her forward and smeared his sweaty dick across her cheek before delivering a playful soft cocksmack against her face. It wasn't intended to hurt, just to humiliate. "Now hurry up and make out with my cock like it's the love of your fucking life or else you don't get dessert. And you're really going to love what comes next..." The look in his eyes told her it was time to do what he said.