Feature Writer: kngelol
Feature Title: Seals of Magus Slut
Published: 10.05.2021
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Synopsis: Elf student’s demonic perversion.
Seals of Magus Slut
Arilyn did not relent knocking on the magically sealed door of Archmagus Fibular’s office to get it open. She was his personal apprentice, and the worst result the red-haired elven beauty was able to imagine was being punished by some deranged sex act that ended in her acquiring all of his deliciously potent seed. Just like she had wanted from the start.
Eventually, a bound purple demon in a golden collar seemingly opened the door just to stare at Arilyn’s low-cut green robes. While she stepped past him, his red eyes followed her shapely ass. Only a moment later the magus apprentice hitched up her hem to show her lower stomach to her teacher.
“Master, I have come to see if I’m ready for my fourth seal,” Arilyn voiced while presenting her self-exposed nethers. Between her red pubic stripe and navel were her three demon seals. The seals from a lust imp and a lust imp lord were shaped like two red cocks pointing at her pussy while the seal from a succubus formed a heart around them.
Fibular gave one harsh stare with his purple eyes over the desk before focusing on writing notes again. He was still an imposing man despite having silver hair, and not entirely because he had nine demon seals that gave more power than most magi ever reached.
“I checked it yesterday, I doubt you had enough progress since then, try two months from now,” Fibular voiced without even giving a look at how Arilyn pushed up her breasts. Though the two bound demons guarding the door were more than locking their eyes on her rear even as neither would move without their master’s permission.
“Then can you help me to get ready? Your seed is better than any demon’s,” Arilyn pleaded before biting her lower lip. Ever since she had gotten her third seal from a succubus, she had replenished her magic with semen rather than just bully weaker demons, or bargain with stronger ones. Then again summoning a demon just to fuck it for its seed was a bargain on its own.
“I heard one of your tutees is ready for his first seal, why not bother him today?” Fibular voiced while locking into Arilyn’s green eyes for a moment. The notes he was trying to write down were clearly something he wanted to have done as quickly as possible.
“He has barely any magic in his seed,” Arilyn pouted like that was all that mattered to her. Then again magic was power made manifest and only demons were able to generate it. Her ability to siphon it from seed was entirely wasted on almost ordinary semen of weaker magi.
“Just get him his first seal, that should help with that,” Fibular mused.
“How could I ever suck a one-seal after tasting the unsurpassed flavor of nine-seals,” Arilyn said even as she dropped down her hem in an admission of defeat.
“There is no use buttering me up today,” Fibular shrugged.
“Fine,” Arilyn muttered and left the room. The end result had been even worse than she had imagined, she had not wanted to push him too hard as he seemed genuinely focused on the notes.
What Arilyn wanted above most other things was to get her fourth seal. So she once again ventured to the academy’s library to check if some magus had made new notes about some four-seal demon that suited her tastes. Even if she had a thing going on with lust demons, she was not entirely against boosting her abilities with a more combat-focused demon seal.
A pair of blue eyes followed Arilyn almost from the moment she entered the library. One of the abilities from her third seal, which was from a succubus, let her sense the lust aimed at her. It did not bother her as it was an almost pleasant feeling to the elven beauty.
“Hey, remember me?” a hesitant voice came from a gray-robed mid-twenties man with a short blond hair. Arilyn gave him a sideways glance.
“Why would I not remember you? I have been your tutor for a month now,” the tall elf woman mused. Claude was barely her height and he hunched down in a weird sign of submission to make him look even shorter.
“Well… it has… b-been a week since we… talked and,” Claude suddenly began to stutter even more. Arilyn had locked her green eyes on him on an impulse and stepped into a close range.
“What’s wrong? Did you not have something to tell me?” Arilyn voiced while Claude suddenly stopped just to stare at her with gaping lips. The lust oozing from him had a weird nuance to it. Even if Arilyn could guess he had a crush on her, with her behavior, raw lust was all she usually got.
“Irene told me I’m ready f-for my, first seal, and said I should a-ask your help,” Claude uttered. To his merit, he was not looking away from the green-eyed stare Arilyn kept making intense on purpose. It made her want to push him a bit more on a whim.
“What are you doing?” Claude uttered when Arilyn stepped forward to lock him against the bookshelf with her body. Even her perky breasts pressed into his chest.
“Checking if you have built up hard enough magical resistance for your first seal,” Arilyn whispered into Claude’s ears while sliding her hands down his sides. His reaction to just freeze against her made the playful magus want to toy with him a bit more, even if it was to see if she could get him to flare up in anger.
“Irene did not do it like this,” Claude uttered while Arilyn’s hand threatened to feel up his cock.
“Ooh, you would rather have my two-seal apprentice check you like this?” Arilyn voiced but did not stop her hands.
“No, I mean,” Claude completely froze when Arilyn’s fingers slid to feel up his erect cock. They dug to its side through the fabric and tried to examine its shape.
“No wonder you want your first seal, I bet you want it just to boost your size, like all the other perverts,” Arilyn irked even as she began using her lust demon ability to harden Claude’s erection. Her fingers immediately noticed the difference as the strained cock throbbed against the grip.
“N-no, I just want to be a s-strong magus, to help my family,” Claude uttered while his eyes dilated from confusion. Not only was his lust intensifying, Arilyn who had barely paid any attention to him, was doing something he had barely dared to even dream about. It alone was enough to make the novice’s internal alarm bells ring. But then his tutor shifted to hold his cock with her left hand while the right lifted to his face.
Arilyn used the abilities from her imp seals to generate a dim fireball right in front of Claude’s eyes. She only made it a bit warm with no ability to burn, but he did not know that.
“I’m just doing this to see if you are ready for your first time, but you are rock hard. Does fire turn you on?” Arilyn voiced while jerking the cock through the robes. She could keep doing it almost indefinitely with her abilities to boost erections and deny climaxes. Though she also kept brightening the fireball.
“No, it’s your hand, it’s you,” Claude exclaimed. Arilyn more than felt his lust increase even as there was clear fear in his blue eyes.
“Finally grew balls to admit that?” Arilyn whispered. “I bet you want to cream my cunt.”
“I-I-I,” Claude stuttered while his tutor shifted to rub his tip. The devious elf let him feel the sensation that came seconds before a climax but she denied it from actually happening.
“I can help you get your first seal if you admit that you just want a bigger cock,” Arilyn voiced and grabbed the cock properly again to dig it stand in a way that was visible through his robes.
“Huh? I-I doo…” Claude’s words were messed with by Arilyn slapping the lukewarm fireball into his face. It faded away in an instant, like it had just been an illusion. But it had been enough to let her feel a glimmer of the tutees magic resistance.
“That’s pretty pathetic but a deal is a deal,” Arilyn shrugged and grabbed Claude’s hand to drag him out of the library and into a nearby summoning room. She locked the door and even pushed a nearby supplies trunk to block the entrance just to see if Claude could stare at her with even more lust-laced fear.
“I trust you know how to summon a basic imp?” Arilyn voiced and sat to a desk just to spread her legs. It immediately prompted Claude to look away from her.
“I do but… I was thinking of getting a seal from a water-type demon,” Claude said while looking at a nearby open tome even as it had nothing to do with one-seal demons.
“What, why? So you can water plants? Imp-type demons have way more abilities than other one-seal demons, not to mention weak water types die if we don’t get a bathtub for them,” Arilyn shrugged. Her green eyes inspected the large red pentagram on the floor that formed the barrier area for demons that were not bound to this world by other means.
“I guess I can go with an imp… they did give fire resistance, right?” Claude voiced. He was entirely missing the show his tutor was doing by threatening to push her breasts out of her robes. Though he could have also noticed just with one glance that she was not wearing even panties.
“Eh, does a little fire scare you? In that case, the basic imp is perfect for you, not only does it make your skin hard to burn, it lets you boost your cock-size,” Arilyn voiced with a jerking hand motion.
“I’m going to set up the stones, please tell me if I do something wrong,” Claude voiced like he suddenly decided to ignore his tutor. She kept looking at him with a weird grin but she nodded every time he asked if something was correct. It forced him to look at her bare but crossed legs to see the answer.
Eventually, Claude was ready to activate the pentagram that would lure and trap the wanted type of demon into the barrier. Arilyn was there mostly to make sure nothing went wrong and deal with the demon if the summoner was not able to do it. Chances that a demon with more than one seal would be lured with the right method was low and she could deal with most up to three seals.
Red light glowed in the room until the form of a short red imp with a highly muscular body appeared. His yellow eyes glowed and Arilyn was able to tell he was relatively strong for his kind. Though nothing in comparison to higher seal-count demons with exponentially more power.
“Before anything else, I only accept booze or spiced meat,” the imp growled while stretching after the trip between realities. It made Claude send a puzzled look at Arilyn who shrugged.
“Shouldn’t we have those?” Claude voiced as the mentioned commodities were what most imps asked.
“I’m not seeing any kegs, do you? I think this is room mostly used by the more senior magi,” Arilyn voiced while she eyed up the imp. She focused her lust enticing abilities on him on a whim just to see how big his cock could grow.
“Booze or spiced meat, I don’t accept anything else in trades. Not even that wine,” the imp declared like he had decided his bottom line in advance. Though he kept staring at Arilyn’s low-cut robe more and more.
“I guess we could get some,” Claude said and looked at the barricaded door.
“I’m sure we can think of something, this guy here just wants his first seal. It’s not much to ask,” Arilyn mused and moved closer to the imp to almost tower over him next to the anti-demon barrier.
“I will not be threatened again, I will bit my tongue off to cut my connection if I can’t get booze this time,” the imp exclaimed. He could not truly die in this reality, and Arilyn had more than one way to make a weak demon like him submit. But she felt a bit bored and aroused, so she wanted to see Claude’s reaction to how she usually replenished her magic.
“Don’t be so hasty, my dear tutee was so excited to get his first seal, and I can’t let him down,” Arilyn voiced and turned her back on the imp only to kneel down. She did so while lifting her green hem to show him her lack of underwear. By now his veined red brick had grown into a notable size even as he was not a lust demon variant.
“What are you doing?” Claude uttered. Arilyn was able to tell just how his lust shifted that she had managed to shatter his crush on her entirely. Where the bullying had failed, the simple act of offering herself to a demon had managed to do in moments even before it happened. But it did not mean he entirely stopped desiring her even without the erection boost the elf kept focusing on his body.
“I thought you wanted that first seal so you can start doing real magic?” Arilyn voiced and leaned her ass towards the anti-demon barrier. She was even able to feel the energy tickle her skin.
“Let me fuck, I can imprint seal,” the imp uttered while staring at the sizable perky ass that was still not big enough to make his cock look small.
“I did not ask you to do this, you don’t need to do this,” Claude voiced with more strength than what Arilyn had heard before. Even his stutter was gone.
“But I do, I guess you still don’t know what demons my seals come from, want to see them?” Arilyn voiced and took off her green robes in a single motion. It revealed she had not worn anything else and she had managed to take off her shoes already.
“Usually only demons get to see my seals, but since you liked me just for a moment. I thought I could at least show you my real self,” Arilyn voiced and tilted her body to show the two cocks and a heart that were seemingly drawn on her lower stomach. Their location was not by chance as magi showed their control over the seals by making them take any positions they wanted.
“Lust demons,” Claude uttered. The slutty elf even shifted her shoulder to bounce her perky mounds a bit. Their nipples were clearly erect and she did not need to pull from one of them to make it clear.
“That’s right, even as commoners call all magi demon whores, I’m the real deal,” Arilyn grinned and backed through the barrier to have her ass grabbed by the imp. His nails dug into her silky skin but her elven elasticity in combination with the properties of her three seals made her impervious to any damage he could inflict.
Arilyn took a position on all-fours so that her torso was split by the barrier that only tickled her a bit. It was more than enough to let the imp thrust all the way without having his tip slam into the obstacle he was too weak to penetrate.
“I can wait outside,” Claude muttered and took steps towards the door while the imp moved to enter his tutor. His swollen red tip rubbed into her clit like in some perverse greeting and it was rewarded by getting a bit wet from the elven juices.
“No, you can’t, because I have the key. Not to mention, you need to be nearby for when he accepts to give the seal,” Arilyn voiced and Claude noticed the key on the floor that was beneath her hanging breasts. She leaned down to cover it just to bend down to the imp even more.
“You want me to watch?” Claude asked even as the erect state of his cock was more than certain for Arilyn. He tried not to look at how the imp slammed his red brick into her to start a relentless assault. But the sounds from it immediately echoed in the room.
“You sound like you don’t want my help anymore,” Arilyn pouted with gaping lips. Her seals pulsed at each thrust as she channeled them to get ready to absorb all semen the imp could give her. It would not be even comparable to the potency of the archmagus but it could still be better than nothing.
“This is not what I asked,” Claude flared and his stare intensified. For the first time, Arilyn could feel only raw lust oozing from him. Anger was clear on his face and if only he already has the seal, she might have invited him to at least give her his seed.
“Does this bother? Cute, the archmagus sometimes summons an entire horde of demons to replenish his magic and he uses my holes to pay them,” Arilyn voiced like she barely felt the fat cock deep within her. Though her eyes still had a feral gleam and there was a clear drop of transparent juices to the floor from her pussy.
“He does what?” Claude uttered. But despite shock visiting his tone, his lust was no longer what one would feel towards a crush but what a man felt when they saw a hot whore being fucked.
“In his personal summoning room, there are binds that secure me like a demon fuck-toy. Sometimes the demons keep filling my holes for days,” Arilyn explained while lust spread on her face. The imp was speeding up his pace and fully shaping her elastic walls for his pleasure.
“You are an actual slut, that just loves to toy with men, aren’t you,” Claude voiced. The indifferent shift in his tone amused and saddened Arilyn in almost similar measure. It just meant yet another man saw her as nothing but a slut.
“What? No, you might not believe this but I’m a virgin. My hymen is really stretched but not broken,” Arilyn protested. But a moment later she bit her lower lip with a weird eye-tilt to pretend a climax.
“You just wanted to toy with me, right?” Claude said and stepped closer. His eyes shifted around Arilyn’s body with a sharp increase in the intensity of purpose.
“What’s with that tone? Did I make you a man? But we did not even fuck yet,” Arilyn pouted. Claude came next to her, knelt down, and seemingly reached for her breasts only to dig out the key. Then he tried to leave only to have multiple orbs of fire to create a net-like barrier around him. Even if the seals of his tutor mostly gave perverted abilities, lust imp was still an imp capable of using flames. And she could do advanced fire magic just by boosting the basic ability with her succubus seal.
“Not so fast, I’m not doing this just for fun,” Arilyn shrugged. “Hey imp, mind giving him the seal so he can leave.”
“Just let me keep fucking,” the demon grunted. His veined cock was heavily lubed in elf juices and the walls just kept clamping on him harder.
“Just reach for him with your hand if you want to leave,” Arilyn voiced and Claude reached for the imp through the barrier just to avoid the flaming balls around him. The demon tapped his palm to form a red trident of the basic imp there. After that, the new one-seal magus rushed out of the room without looking back.
“I guess you don’t want to go next,” Arilyn muttered and focused her magic to make the imp climax in a way that blasted his seed all over her inner walls. Despite its quantity, she had no trouble absorbing the low-magic substance.
“Good magus cunt, fits cock well,” the imp commented and Arilyn sensed that he was boosting his erection with magic. She could summon several three-seal demons to sate her needs so she was not especially excited to continue. So she kicked the imp away to stand up.
“You said I could keep fucking,” the imp uttered.
“I did?” Arilyn grinned and used her magic to break the activation of the pentagram. A moment later the imp faded away with the barrier. The magus quickly put her robe on and left the room to go back into the library to actually find new notes about four-seal demons.
Just when Arilyn was about to go to sleep, her two-seal apprentice Irene came knocking to the door of her sleeping quarters. The red-haired elf opened the door to a black-haired one with a bored look. One that Irene deserved in her mind by always being very boring.
“You went too far,” Irene voiced while locking her matching green eyes with Arilyn. Both of them had an air of nobility on them, but Irene was way better at not ruining it.
“What now?” Arilyn shrugged in her green nightgown.
“Claude can’t… his thing can’t… go back to normal,” Irene explained with an odd stutter that almost sounded like a mocking imitation of Claude. There was something about how methodically it was done that rubbed even Arilyn the wrong way.
“Any effects of my magic should have dissipated by now, did you try to make him cum?” Arilyn grinned.
“No, I’m not you. Just come and check what is wrong with him,” Irene flared and stormed away. Once again Arilyn could not shake off the feeling that there was something strange about her older apprentice but she could not place her finger on what it was exactly.
“Fine,” Arilyn muttered and followed Irene along the corridor until they reached Claude’s room.
“He said he would wait for me in here,” Irene voiced and then went to pick up a note to hold it for her tutor.
“I can’t take much more, I need cunt… fat cunt,” Arilyn read the note with a weird grin. “I guess we can try to fuck.”
“This is from Claude you moron, he must have lost control of his seal due to you messing with his focus. We need to find him,” Irene flared.
“I guess we should… but maybe he just really wanted to cream some cunt,” Arilyn shrugged.
“Just look how his writing distorts, he is clearly losing control to the seal,” Irene exclaimed and pointed at the note.
“Fine fine, I should be able to locate him… he seems… that can’t be him,” Arilyn voiced while focusing to find a source of lust that reminded her of Claude. One especially strong one was just outside the walls of the castle structure they were in. Arilyn did not need extra encouragement to rush down the stairs as she would definitely be blamed if her tutee turned into a demon beast that went and butchered the local residents.
Arilyn ran out of the academy gate and into the surrounding slums in her nightgown. The area around the feared academy was not the most prosperous and the first thing she needed to do was to pick the right alley to head to. She picked one in the right direction and boosted her speed and stamina with magic.
Just the unnatural speed was enough to stop the locals from bothering with Arilyn in any way even as they sent glances at her long legs that moved almost like a blur. The green gown had been naturally hitched almost to her hip by the speed.
After the last corner, Arilyn came to a scene of a red demon-like creature fighting against the local gang enforcers. His veins and muscles bulged while it roared at the two orcs who were clearly being also boosted by magic. The local gangs had somehow figured out how to get at least the first seal and nobody had cared enough to pay the academy to figure out who was behind it.
The fists of the orcs were in flames, a simple method to channel magic that might have scared most civilians but the enraged demon creature was more than resistant to their punches. In fact, he breathed fire at them but that too seemed ineffective against the orcs with fire-type seals. Though their clothes were not as durable and they were turning to dust.
Besides offensive fire abilities, Arilyn had only one other means of ranged attack. The succubus seal gave her a telekinetic skill that drained her very quickly. So she focused on Claude and made him slide away from the orcs and into the wall next to her with a quick burst.
“Academy business, keep your distance,” Arilyn flared, and even as the orcs grunted like their fun had been ruined. They just stared at her from a distance.
Arilyn boosted her relative weight and lunged at Claude to grab his bulged neck. It was a relatively simple task for her to channel enough energy from her three-seal energy pool to overpower him. Though it would also mean she might need to summon a host of demons to fuck to replenish it later.
“You in there? Claude?” Arilyn asked while staring into the twisted blue eyes. All she could sense from him was a radiating raw lust. But then his trashing made his notable cock slap her hip. Where his muscular arms grabbing her torso had failed to make her pay attention, his expanded manhood had managed to do so in an instant.
A golden cock-ring with engraved runes was locked to the base of Claude’s bulging dick. Just the way it felt made Arilyn realize it was a magical artifact that would definitely be stronger than a one seal magus.
“You did not seem the type,” Arilyn grinned and grabbed the ring with her free hand. Just from the first tug, it was clear the cock was too swollen to let it be removed.
“At least you have a fat cock now,” Arilyn mused. The longer the tip rubbed into her stomach, the more she wanted to see how potent demon-possessed magus seed was. When her master turned into a demon on purpose, his seed was far more potent than anything else she had tasted.
While Arilyn was distracted, Claude breathed an intense blast of fire that was more than enough to burn her green gown. But it had not been nearly enough to even remove one red pubic hair from her trimmed stripe.
“Let’s see if you are man enough to fuck me this time, it’s the least we should do if I have to kill you,” Arilyn gritted and focused Claude’s lust into his cock before letting go. The beast-like demon man did not waste time grabbing her left leg to lift it. He was more than strong enough to support Arilyn’s weight with one hand when she was not using magic to increase it for balance.
Just after the first missed slap, Arilyn helped Claude to aim his cock into her elastic elven pussy. Just the first sideways thrust was enough to show a minor bulge on her usually smooth stomach. Once in, he began a relentless assault while tightening his grip on the long elven left leg that he held against his shoulder.
Arilyn just kept gritting her teeth even as saliva burst to her lips. Her lust demon seals were going to be making more than sure she was going to enjoy the act even before she would know how useful his seed would be for her. Though by now even if her body would be forced to violently climax, it was not going to be anything new to her.
“I guess the demon whore was a literal thing,” someone grunted and Arilyn tilted her head to see the group of local gang enforces to have increased.
“Yeah, look at that magi cunt take that apex-cock,” came a comment from a human with a green tint to his skin. Arilyn’s opening had swollen in a red state around the cock while her vulva sucked to it almost like in an attempt to clean the rod from the glistening juices. Though it failed in that task as even the red bloated balls had gotten their share of the elf pussy juice.
“If the boss asks, we were fighting that beast, and not jerking off,” a big orc grunted. He had already dug out his painfully hard-looking green erection to slowly deal with it.
“Don’t plan yet, maybe we actually need to fight it after he’s done with that academy slut,” one guy behind Arilyn irked, who she was unable to see. She had utterly forgotten she was not in the safety of academy walls where she could fuck demons behind locked doors, but on a random slum street.
“Hey, tower-cunt, is this a part of your plan, or could you use some help?” the big orc asked even as he only accelerated his hand on his cock. His eyes were locked to the perky elven breasts that rippled a bit from every thrust the demon made.
“Ooh shut up or Fuck off,” Arilyn flared. She was not used to being watched by so many non-demons. The lust now aimed at her was not as pure as theirs, but there was a weird tingling nuance to it. Like a new brand of wine, she had never tasted before.
“I guess the tower-cunt does not need help, not that we would have wanted to ruin this show,” one from the increasing audience declared. Claude seemed to care about them even less than Arilyn, like nothing else mattered to the demonic brute other than getting his swollen manhood deflated from the tight ring.
“Dare you to get closer,” someone grunted and some of the braver men moved to have a better look at the cock-stretched elf. Though none of them came even close to arms reach of her. But just from their lust Arilyn could tell how they focused on both sides of her sideways tilted body.
Arilyn smelled when the first man shot his seed to the ground. He was soon followed by several others. There was barely any magic in it, just like most one-seal magi. Even if she could not absorb it from a distance, the smell alone gave her hints of its potency.
“Why aren’t you cumming?” Arilyn muttered and tilted her head to look at the golden cock-ring. The swollen cock was pulsing dark red in the constraint but there were no signs of a climax.
“Asking me?” the big green orc grunted and stepped a bit closer.
“No I think the tower-cunt meant me,” another voiced and triggered a strong burst of laughter from the crowd. Arilyn only gritted her teeth while her eyes tilted more from the cock than anything else.
“Hey, tower-cunt, is that your slave slut brand or magi seals? I can’t tell since the demon is bulging them,” a human rogue grinned and stepped closer than others to kneel like to show his bravery. Arilyn pointed a finger at him before making him fly with a telekinetic burst over the crow to land on his back. Though he got up in second and joined the others with even more devious lust on his face.
“I take it you aren’t taking coppers to suck?” the big orc grinned and Arilyn opened her mouth to show a fireball within. It triggered confused laughter from the crowd but they kept their distance. Then she focused on the object that was messing with Claude in more ways than one.
Arilyn boosted her body even more and grabbed the golden ring. She dug her fingers under it while channeling telekinesis into it. Claude tried to resist just to keep thrusting properly but he was again too weak to have his feral way. Though half of his length still managed to rub into her folds.
Even the one demon seal possessing enforcers felt the pulse of power that radiated from the ring while it conflicted with the intruding magic. But after the third pulse, it shattered. Even before the metal dissipated entirely into nothingness, a strong blast of seed exploded into Arilyn. It had been far stronger than she had expected.
“Ighii aaahagaa,” Arilyn moaned just from the pressure even as magic surged into her body. Claude managed to overpower her in her moment of distraction and used a grip from her legs to pump the rest of his seed into her. It burst out of her to the ground all the while he spread her legs to use her hole like a milk pump.
“Tower-cunt getting creamed,” the crowd irked. The big orc stepped close enough to aim his cock on Arilyn’s breasts and he let out a strong blast of semen of his own. It shot on her mounds and head, and down her open mouth. In her moment of ecstasy, she swallowed it while her succubus seal did its best to absorb all semen she could before it dripped to the ground.
“Hey, tower-slut, suck on this,” the human rogue from before shouted and maneuvered his cock down Arilyn’s throat. It was more than enough to jolt her out of her climax but she still used her magic to make him cum before sending him flying to a nearby rooftop.
Suddenly Arilyn was dropped to the ground where her skin absorbed more of the semen. She tilted her head to see how Claude’s body was distorting and seemingly deflating in size to his usual bulk. It promoted the crowd to come even closer like had been more afraid of the demon than the volatile elf.
“So this is how slut magi deal with demons,” one of the audience irked and others laughed. More than one of them was still touching themselves like they wanted to imprint naked Arilyn into their memory.
“I’m can’t get flaccid even after cumming, must be a bit of demon in me, can your tower-cunt help,” one of the orcs grinned. His one imp seal was more than enough to boost his stamina to stay erect at will.
Arilyn sneered and burst five fireballs around her. They burned hot enough to deal with any one-seal demon resistance to the element, so the crowd backed away chased by them. The three-seal magus used the opportunity to get up to check on Claude who had collapsed against the stone wall.
“Is that like some new kink thing? Turning into demons and fucking?” came a question from the crowd that Arilyn ignored. Instead, she checked the imp-seal on Claude’s hand, it showed no signs of distortion or mutated shapes that usually remained after reverting from demon possession. Reverting so easily was not usual, especially since that was next to impossible when fully consumed by the power of the seal.
Arilyn lifted Claude from the ground and used her fire to clear a path through the audience, she ignored their further comments even as she was escorted by a leering crowd all the way back to the academy. There she carried Claude to his room. On the way, he seemed increasingly conscious and by the time he was being tucked to the bed by naked Arilyn, she had his usual confused look.
“What did you do to me?” Claude stuttered and wrapped himself into his blanket.
“Please be more specific, what you meant to ask was what was done to you and by who,” Arilyn shrugged.
“We were… on a street… and there were people… why were we naked?” Claude voiced while rubbing his head. His blue eyes suddenly hardened like he had decided to blame Arilyn even more.
“It would seem your seal went out of control, I saved you from being put down on the street by gang enforcers, no need to thank me,” Arilyn grinned. It triggered Claude to keenly inspect his seal.
“Does this looks like it has gone out of control?” Claude exclaimed and showed his hand to Arilyn. The red imp trident looked as well-formed as before.
“That’s the odd part, you remember who gave you the cock ring?” Arilyn asked with a shrug that bounced her breasts.
“What ring? Never mind, just please leave me alone,” Claude flared and completely hid into his blanket.
“Fine, it’s not like someone asked me to care,” Arilyn shrugged and left the room.
Arilyn had almost rushed to get a new robe to report to archmagus what had happened. But still, someone else had come to him first.
“There is just one issue, that is not what Irene told me,” Fibular voiced from his desk when Arilyn was done explaining about the incident.
“But this is what happened,” Arilyn shrugged like she was more frustrated than anything else.
“Then you don’t mind giving me that ring?” Fibular mused.
“It shattered,” Arilyn replied.
“Into nothingness? There should be at least dust from it,” Fibular voiced.
“But Claude can testify he did not write that note,” Arilyn said to try another angle.
“I’m sure he will, I heard he is basically a love-sick puppy in your palm,” Fibular said.
“He’s not,” Arilyn almost flared.
“Not that it matters, nothing too problematic happened this time, and I can’t waste more of my time on this,” Fibular said and waved Arilyn towards the door but then he commanded. “Wait, show me your seals.”
Arilyn looked down and hitched up her green robe to expose her lower stomach. The two red cocks and the heart symbol were there just like before.
“How is this possible,” Fibular exclaimed and even Arilyn realized that all three of her seals were perfectly aligned with zero distortions.
“I’m ready? I’m ready,” Arilyn uttered with a widening smile. She had not paid any attention to it since she had been almost in full control of the succubus seal even before so the small improvement to full-control had been barely noticeable.
“Now I definitely believe something odd happened,” Fibular mused and waved Arilyn to approach him so he could take a closer look with his keen purple eyes. Though he looked at the seals only seconds before standing up.
“I have to confirm this, follow me,” Fibular commanded and guided Arilyn towards his personal summoning room. The apprentice elf was barely able to contain her excitement as it meant she was going to ascend to the ranks of four-seal senior magi if her master was planning what she really hoped he was.
Once in the summoning room, Fibular took out a notebook and quickly set up the large pentagram. Arilyn watched from a distance how he worked, all the while her excitement amplified.
When the pentagram and the anti-demon barrier activated, Arilyn was sure they were getting ready to receive a four-seal demon. And in moments a large purple form was pulled into existence. It looked notably more powerful than most demons the elf magus had seen, but it also had six tentacle tails and two throbbing cocks. Just from that, it was obvious that the summoned entity was a lust lord.
Suddenly there was an intense pressure shift in the room. Arilyn could see some of the nine seals glow on the archmagus’ body even through his robes. The lust lord snarled but he suddenly looked far more submissive with his large muscular body than before.
“Do not waste my time, give her the fourth seal. And you, let him touch you,” Fibular commanded even before the demon even agreed. All he did was to snarl some more. So Arilyn swallowed hard and moved next to the barrier. She had long ago learned not to delay on her master’s commands when they were delivered with his current tone.
Arilyn reached through the barrier only to have the demon grab her hand and pull her in. Though a moment later a strong pulse of power made the elf apprentice almost gag despite her not being the target, it froze the demon and he simply slid his hand to her stomach. His fingers tore the green fabric like it was old paper and pressed into her lower stomach.
A large purple cock mark formed and bulged the red heart and the two smaller dicks. It pulsed while the demonic energy intruded Arilyn’s body. But despite the marks distorting a bit, there were no signs of them going out of control.
“Succubus seal truly is competent in helping you contain the male lust demons,” Fibular mused and scribbled down some notes. “Get filled to maximum magical capacity, come report to me when done.”
The latest command made Arilyn awkwardly grin while the archmagus took steps towards the exit. He was clearly planning to just leave his apprentice to be fucked by the demon that was oozing with animosity towards him.
“Does your master, hate you, little elf?” the lust lord asked with a wide grin on his purple face when several moments had passed from the heavy metal door closing. Six tentacle tails wrapped around Arilyn’s body and she lost her robe in a moment. But the creature still seemed to take care not even attempt to hurt her, like he wanted his toy to be intact.
“I’m not sure,” Arilyn stuttered. Even if she was getting aroused by the tentacles positioning her to take the two main cocks, she felt odd fear. She was not even sure if it was just the demon or the small overflow of power she had received from her master’s attack that had been enough to make an entity this strong to submit so easily.
“Please tell me he loves you, please tell me you are his favorite, please tell me he uses you to sate his lust,” the demon voiced with an amplifying tone. It creeped out Arilyn more than anything else even as her legs were being spread to the large cocks.
“He just uses me, just like you,” Arilyn uttered as at least two of the demon’s guesses were close to being right, and lying to stronger demons was usually not going to work.
“He does not use me… not like you… I can taste his touch on your skin,” the demon voiced. Arilyn was in front of him in the air with spread legs and his tips pressed into both of her openings. His hands grabbed her thighs and in the next moment, both of the demonic rods pulsed to enter her.
“Ighii ihiii,” Arilyn had no choice but to let out feral sounds while her ass and pussy starched open simultaneously. The hot pulses from her seals were stronger than her flesh attempting to convulse to accommodate the intruding mass. Neither was individually bigger than she had received before but combined just the pressure shift was enough to make her eyes tilt.
“I will use you, like him, you will be my toy, like you are his,” the demon grinned with his sharp teeth while he observed how Arilyn took his cocks entirely. There was a clear bulge on her reddened lower stomach, and her soaked vulva looked like a stretched padding.
Arilyn gritted her teeth while her body was forced to feel pleasure by the seals. Just the way the purple tentacle tails wrapped around her limbs was enough to make her tingle like she was being rewarded. The demon just grinned until he used her thighs to drag his cocks halfway out only to slam them back in. Once he started, he did not stop.
“A proper magus slut, a tool of pleasure,” the demon irked and tilted Arilyn a bit only for his cocks to be the ones bending to accommodate the change. Just like the tentacles, they shifted at each tilt but it did not mean their tips did not expand with pressure.
The hammering expanded tip of the demon’s cock kept circling around Arilyn’s inner gate. Depending on which side she was tilted, it applied pressure to the opposite one. The speed it happened kept accelerating until the thoroughly fucked elf was flipped entirely around. Even if the bendable cocks did most of the works, she definitely felt the pressure while she gagged saliva to the floor.
The demon lowered Arilyn to the ground only to apply pressure on her with his whole body. The agile tentacles immediately shifted their focus to find ways into her nether holes. Though she barely noticed at first as the heavy torso glued her breasts to the ground. Even if her basic durability was boosted even higher by the fourth seal, she was almost pushed to her limit but the demon did not let it happen. Like he still wanted to keep his toy intact.
“A good magus toy, no wonder that abomination uses you,” the demon breathed into Arilyn’s neck. He was bending his torso just so he could slide his tongue to the side of her face. All the while her legs were lifted in an awkward position by the tentacle tails so their tips had better access to her.
Arilyn’s toes and ears twitched while even more mass was forced into her pussy. Even if her enhanced four-seal magus body was able to take it, it did not mean every cell in her body knew it. Her mouth gagged open only to have both of the demon’s hands slide fingers into it. Her jaw was forced wide open even as the shifts of pressure wanted her to close it.
“I will steal you, I will make your body slave to the pleasure I can give,” the demon voiced while Arilyn realized that every single finger in her mouth was a tentacle dick.
“Once I’m done, you will only summon me, for your pleasure and for my seed,” the demon kept threatening while Arilyn’s body built towards the inevitable. “I will use you for my pleasure, every hole, every part.”
Arilyn locked her eyes tightly close while the building pressure kept twitching the ends of her body. But no matter how long the appendixes pumped her, they did not cum. Not even when she tried to focus her magic to make them cum. The creature was just too adept in his control to be manipulated by her. Though he did double his own attacks on her even time she failed.
“You will beg me, you will be my toy,” the demon kept repeating until the door suddenly opened.
“What is taking you so long?” Fibular boomed and a pressure wave hit the demon. Immediately a massive explosion of white slimy liquid covered Arilyn’s body. It burst down her throat, into her womb, and down her ass. Even her skin was blasted with it like the demon had exploded into cum.
“I-I t-tried… he d-didn’t cum,” Arilyn stuttered while she was barely able to focus enough to make the pool of cum absorb into her body. Fibular stared at her with his intense purple eyes until it was all gone. The elf had been so distracted by the pressure from her master to not even notice the demon was also gone.
“Still not at the maximum capacity… I guess I have the time to show once how it’s done to these useless beings,” Fibular mused and his purple chimera demon seal pulsed through his black robes while his body distorted. The robe dissolved into his silver necklace and he took the form of a tall purple demon with a muscular build without losing himself to his seals. A skill only a few powerful demons were able to grant to a human with their mark.
Arilyn stared at the purple rod she was more than familiar with by now. She was lifted from the floor just to be lowered into the cock. Fibular’s changed body hugged her tightly from behind. His hands kept her up in a way that applied pressure to her breasts. All the while his hip pumped her with powerful strikes.
“Ihii, iihii,” Arilyn once again had no hope but to let out weird whistling sounds while the seals on her body pulsed. Especially the new purple cock mark was burning like it recognized the one filling her now.
Even as Arilyn’s legs just flopped in the air in a limp state, she did not even attempt to control them. The hip slaps into her ass were more than enough to make them spread with odd-looking twitches.
“Did that insolent demon hurt you?” Fibular whispered into Arilyn’s ears with an almost gentle tone he only used when he was inside of her. His tip battered her inner gate with steady strikes all the while her seals were visibly pulsed with the bulge.
“No master,” Arilyn stuttered between her whistling moans. With her fourth seal, she was not sure any sexual act could hurt her.
“Then are you tighter than usual just because you want to please me?” Fibular asked and grabbed Arilyn’s neck like he was interrogating her. She knew from experience that like this the archmagus could detect lies in her words that she did not even know to be false.
“I-It’s the seal, I feel so much stronger… my pussy… it feels it too,” Arilyn stuttered. She was rewarded by a few faster thrusts that were enough to make her squirt to the floor even if her strained brain did not register the climax from all the other throbbing.
“Tell me, am I still better than any demon your cunt has tasted?” Fibular asked and squeezed his apprentice enough to rag her breathing even more.
“Yes master,” Arilyn uttered. The question was vague enough so she could answer it truthfully. He definitely was far stronger and thus better than any demon she had fucked. And through the sheer quantity of times, he most likely had also given her the most amount of pleasure out of any other entity.
“I love it when you don’t need to lie to me,” Fibular mused and a single strong thrust exploded his seed deep within Arilyn. Her body jerked while thick white slime burst down her legs. She was dropped into the formed pool and another blast coated her back.
“Don’t waste even one drop,” the archmagus commanded. He had turned back into a human by the time the elf apprentice had the strength to look at him leave the room.
It took several minutes for Arilyn to absorb all of her master’s highly potent semen. Then she stood up and had to use some of the magic she had stored to support her steps. Though while her mind adjusted, it became clear she had not suffered any physical damage. So with a twisted grin, she ventured into her room and passed out on her bed.
And so Arilyn was one seal closer to gaining enough power to never be just a toy to anybody else. Unless of course, she chose to be out of boredom. But the day she could genuinely make that choice was not yet within her grasp.
THE END