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Shuddering with fear, Aphelios whines and tries to struggle out of the demon’s grip to no avail. With Sett passed out in the corner, there’s nothing stopping the demon from doing as it will to Aphelios. It holds his legs up over his head, squeezing his fat little cunny between his thighs. With its free hand, the demon shimmies the odd translucent garment over his legs to have it rest against Aphelios’ soft, sensitive sex. Still holding Aphelios’ legs with one arm, it clips the straps of the garment together and tightens them so the belt is pressed tight on Aphelios’s soft pussy and puffy asshole. The demon pinches the flat of the belt with two fingers and drags it up, aligning some kind of slimy substance with the entrance of Aphelios’s cunt. The demon rubs the slime onto Aphelios’s cunt lazily. Before long the slime starts to spread out and change shape, growing a series of bumps and divots as it hugs the contours of Aphelios’ holes. A small dip forms around Aphelios’ swollen clit, while gentle humps form under his cunt and asshole, just enough to tease the holes open but still so shallow they serve only to torment him. A final, smaller bump forms under his clit,finding purchase at his urethra. It kisses his little pisshole open, and Aphelios struggles with renewed vigor as he realises with horror that a hole he didn’t even think was fuckable was about to be violated. After drawing out a few desparate cries from Aphelios’s lips, the demon brings its hand down and smacks the belt hard. Aphelios mewls helplessly from the pain.
He hears a distinctive squishing sound and feels the belt tighten around his waist and pelvis. It becomes tighter and tighter until its removal is an impossibility. He gasps and wriggles as the device tightens around him, pressing itself hard onto his swollen clit. The demon keeps his legs held up, Aphelios trying to free them in vain as he attempts to withstand the tightening sensation.
There is a pause. A couple of minutes go by and little happens. Aphelios notices that the entire front of the belt is becoming warm. It is not the typical heat from a blanket or a piece of metal, but it feels like the warmth of flesh on flesh. Aphelios hears more squishing and he feels the nodules stir and rub against his openings. Pleasure slowly begins to build and Aphelios finds himself helplessly stimulated by the teasing the apparatus seems to produce. The demon drops his legs, letting them fall open. Aphelios tries to take the opportunity to stand up. Then, without warning, Aphelios feels his slutty cunt stretch open as something thrusts inside him.
In shock, Aphelios cries as he realizes the nodule has instantly grown into a massive, organic dildo. It bottoms out easily, but is stopped by his cervix. Aphelios mewls as the tip of the dildo changes shape: it becomes thin, teasing open his cervix and slipping in easily. Once the hole has been breached, it immediately expands, forcing the hole open all at once. Before Aphelios can recover from the initial shock of its penetration the infernal appendage begins working itself. It begins pumping in with fast brutal pumps, forcing the tight little passage open over and over. Overwhelmed, Aphelios’s body begins reacting against his conscious thought and fresh overstimulated tears burst from his eyes. The sensation of the dildo brutalising him is too much from him to handle, and despite no longer being pinned down Aphelios is totally incapable of doing anything other than just laying there and taking it. His hips jerk helplessly, trying in vain to escape the fat cock forcing itself into his pussy, but with absolutely nowhere to go. At the same time, the rest of the belt is massaging and toying with his sex. The cup around his clit has started to suck on it hungrily, tugging and squeezing it as it adapts to the contours of Aphelios’ thick clit. The nodules prying into his asshole and urethra work the holes open with slow, circular motions, rendering the little holes more supple in anticipation of their own fuckings.
Aphelios cums as the dildo keeps pounding him, fucking him through it and producing climax after climax. His body loses what motor control it had and bucks wildly as the device pistons his cunt without end. Aphelios cries out hoarsely from his ruined throat as he’s raped by a fucking belt of all things. His squirt gushes out from his pussy and is immediately absorbed by the belt, leading the slime to thicken and warm up further.
The belt shifts again, and Aphelios can barely react as another massive dildo shoots up into his asshole, forcing the hole open. He’s now being relentlessly pounded by two massive cocks, pistoning in and out in an alternated rhythm. He sobs as his hips jerk uncontrollably, trying to escape the sensations of both his holes being ravaged simultaneously. All the while, the belt continues to toy with his tiny pee hole. The nodule moves languidly against it, alternating between circular licks and deep sucking kisses. It drinks up every gush of squirt greedily as it gradually softens and sensitizes Aphelios’ littlest hole.
The cup around his clit also starts to change shape, being given a wider range of motion by the copious amounts of Aphelios’ slick. The rim of it ripples upward, sliding itself under the hood of Aphelios’ foreskin and massaging the flesh of his fat clit directly. Aphelios cries out from the overstimulation, the cup alternating between rippling massages and soft, gentle suction.
After another orgasm ripples through his body, the belt enacts its final course of action. The nodule making out with his urethra changes shape, and Aphelios fights and struggles as he feels it widen out into a spherical shape. As the sphere forms, it pops itself into Aphelios’ helpless urethra, causing him to freeze completely. For all the times he’s been raped relentlessly, he had never been violated in this most intimate of places. He can barely comprehend what’s happening as one little sphere turns into two, then three, the four. The base of the nodule doesn’t follow the pattern, instead thickening into a cylinder, keeping the pee hole forced open and clenching uselessly around it. Aphelios realises that during all this, the cocks in his pussy and ass had stilled, swapping to a steady throbbing instead of the brutal thrusting. It seems the belt is giving him time to soak in the sensation of all his holes being forced open.
The demon looms over his pussy, studying it intensely. The clear nature of the belt means that the gaping of his holes is on full display, and it soaks in the sight of the three unwilling orifices twitching helplessly around the implements forcing them open. It uses its thumb to press on Aphelios’ clit, delighting in how the cup kisses the fat nub more deeply.
The belt resumes its fucking slowly, starting once again from his pussy. The dildo pulls almost all the way out, before steadily pushing in again, drawing gasps from Aphelios as he’s forced to acclimate to it once again. The dildo in his ass then follows suit. The spheres in his urethra follow a different trajectory: the four of them are popped out of his hole, before being popped back in, the entire plug being just the slightest bit bigger. The toy grows and grows steadily, until it’s the width of one of Aphelios’ fingers, the stretched out peehole desperately mouthing along it. It doesn’t take long for the dildos to get back to their brutal pounding pace, but the plug in his urethra maintains a steady rhythm as it forces Aphelios to fully soak in how it’s stretched him out.
Aphelios’ mind has gone almost completely blank as he’s overwhelmed by the relentless, machine like fucking. There’s something in the slime that seems to maintain his sensitivity, preventing his holes from feeling sore or oversensitive. It’s just the same intense pleasure over and over. His head lolls to the side, and he notices the demon has walked over to the corner of the room, now focused on Sett’s unconscious form.
The demon picks Sett up with ease, locking his wrists into clear gelatinous cuffs that spring from the wall. It draws out two long tentacles and loops them around his calves and thighs, forcing his legs open as they are pulled back against the wall. Aphelios’ eyes rest on Sett’s loincloth, the head of his flaccid dick peaking out under the measly scrap of cloth. The dildos inside him thicken further, as if to match the girth of Sett’s fat incubus cock.
Satisfied with its handiwork, the demon crouches down and lifts Sett’s loincloth out of the way, cradling his big dick with its hand. It contemplates the thing, before looking back at Aphelios with a smirk. It rubs its thumb against Sett’s own urethral slit, smearing around the precum that Aphelios has since learned is perpetually oozing out of Sett’s cock. With its other hand, the demon pumps Sett’s cock until it reaches full hardness. Aphelios’ legs come together helplessly as he watches the dick bob between Sett’s spread thighs, his holes being reminded of just how unrelenting the monster cock is when it breeds him.
Once satisfied with its preparatory handjob, the demon strolls back over to Aphelios. It forces his legs back open and drags him closer to where Sett is laying, before placing places its hand on the crotch of the belt. The demon is briefly distracted by the sight of Aphelios’ cervix being forced open over and over, and it rubs Aphelios’ pussy absentmindedly, the sensation pushing the cup and urethral plug deeper into him. The demon shakes its head with a fond smile, draws its hand back, and a long thin clear tentacle follows. Aphelios watches as the demon pulls the tentacle over to Sett’s throbbing cock, it rubs the rounded tip of it against his urethra, widening it out with the same circular motions used to prepare Aphelios’ own little hole. The demon uses the thumb of its other hand to hold Sett’s urethra open, and then slowly slides the tentacle in. Sett’s hips jerk unconsciously as the tentacle moves down the inside of his cock. The tentacle segment above his urethra fans out into a large cup that descends upon his cockhead, settling into a steady suction as it massages Sett’s thick glans. The incubus moans unconsciously, his hips jerking in aborted thrusting motions as the tentacle starts to milk his cock. Eventually, Sett comes.
His thick creamy spunk travels up the length of the tentacle and into the belt. Aphelios watches with horror as the cum is fed into the dildos and plug inside him, and he squirms with renewed vigor as the sensation of Sett’s corrupted sperm is forced into his body. The tentacle widens as more and more of it is milked from Sett, it’s original width insufficient to move the sheer volume of incubus cum it was pulling from the unconscious man. Aphelios mewls as the cum fills his womb, urethra, and ass slowly. When the little holes are all too full to take any more, the hot thick spunk oozes out from around the implements, lubricating them further.
It takes almost too long for Sett’s cock to finally go flaccid, but the tentacle’s wicked motions don’t cease. The tentacle isn’t milking Sett’s cum anymore, instead it draws out Sett’s slimy precum and feeds into Aphelios’ holes. The amount of cum in him means there’s almost nowhere for it to go, and the steady ooze smears all over Aphelios’ cunt instead. Sett’s precum and saliva has always had a milk aphrodisiac effect, and having so much of it continuously spread onto and inside of him only heightens Aphelios’ sensitivity further. His own hips jerk and twitch tiredly as he’s used relentlessly, while the clear belt’s strange properties only serve to maintain his holes’ at the peak of their sensation, causing him to cum over and over and over with no end in sight.
The demon decides it’s finally time for it to cum too, it walks over to Aphelios and squats down over his chest. From its crotch, a long thick cock - thinner than Sett’s but no less virile - extends. The demon pulls the tentacle out of Sett’s dick and pushes it into it’s own urethra, fucking itself with it. Aphelios watches in horror as a fat pair of balls descends from its crotch, swaying with the promise of its strange demonic seed. He watches as the tentacle inside stretches wider and wider, until it’s the width of one of Sett’s thick thumbs, before the demon yanks it out and sprays a massive gush of hot, smelly spunk all over Aphelios’ face. Aphelios shuts his eyes and mouth reflexively, but the demon uses its hands to force his mouth open, filling it with its spunk. Aphelios has no choice but to drink down what gets into him as the demon sits back, resting its weight on his stomach. It gets comfortable as its long cock spurts endless amounts of cum onto Aphelios, its heavy warm balls resting on his chest.
Once the stream has turned to a trickle, it draws its dick back into itself and stands up. It pulls the belt off of Aphelios with no trouble at all, causing him to mewl from the sensation of the three thick implements sliding unceremoniously out of his holes and leaving him gaping. Aphelios’ legs stay splayed open, he’s too weak to close them. All three of his holes gape obscenely, a heady cocktail of fluids oozing from each orifice. The muscles that would normally keep them tight have been fucked into submission, and they can only twitch helplessly as a thick mix of spunk and pre coat them and pool on the floor around Aphelios.
The demon draws the slime holding Sett to the wall away, balling it up and adding it to the mass of the belt. The belt itself has still retained its shape, and Aphelios’ body jerks when he fully takes in the size and shape of the three wicked toys that had just finished raping him, all still slick with a mix of Sett’s spunk, precum, and Aphelios’ squirt.
Aphelios starts to lift himself up off the ground, cum clinging to his face, when the demon skips back over. It pushes Aphelios down, and pulls a small globule of clear slime from the belt.
”Here’s a little present while you wait for loverboy to wake up!”
The demon feeds the globule into Aphelios’ pussy. It slimes its way up to his gaping cervix, where the globule then widens around the stretched out rim. Once it’s sufficiently covered it, the globule tightens, forcing Aphelios’ cervix closed. He cries out, hands shooting towards his cunt in a fruitless effort to try and dig the slime out, but it’s in too deep. The globule then slips a little bit of itself past the now-tight opening, forming a similar seal on the other side. It proceeds to form a tiny ball between the two seals, and passes it back and forth, rubbing forcefully against Aphelios’ unnaturally sensitive cervix. Aphelios is forced to cum over and over, minute shocks coursing through his body. The demon squats down to admire its gift, watching as Aphelios’ cervix is made to roll the little slime ball back and forth. The demon then stands up cackling, and trots off for good.
Aphelios manages to roll over onto his front and drags himself over to Sett, still passed out. His eyes are drawn to Sett’s huge flaccid cock resting over his two heavy balls. Sett’s piss hole is gaping, winking as it struggles to return to its original state. Aphelios feels a twinge of satisfaction at knowing that even Sett could be subjected to the same torment the Incubus imparts onto him. Aphelios rests his head on Sett’s legs, twitching as the slime globule molests his cervix over and over.
Because of the slime’s sensation-affecting properties, Aphelios’ was made to cum relentlessly, while forced to remain at the height of his arousal. As it stands, he wants nothing more than one good final orgasm to end his heightened state. He brings his mouth to Sett’s glans, and flicks his tongue out to toy at the gaped piss slit, licking globs of potent incubus precum into his mouth, washing away the taste of demonic cum. Aphelios squeezes his legs together, as Sett’s thick cock hardens once again.
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An hour passes. The globule’s movements gradually slowed, before the slime became inert and slid out of Aphelios’ pussy onto the stone floor. Aphelios had passed the time suckling on Sett’s cockhead, absentmindedly drinking in more and more of the incubus’ precum. His brain is covered in a thick fog, and Aphelios has gone completely cock drunk. His lips chase Sett’s glans as his cock bobs, Aphelios’ own scarred hands resting where Sett’s thick thighs meet his pelvis, his thumbs rubbing circles into the incubus’ skin. He’s making out with the gaped urethra, completely oblivious to Sett stirring above him. Aphelios is shocked out of his reverie when Sett’s body gives a sudden aroused jerk, the incubus yelping as he’s overwhelmed with the onslaught of sensations.
Sett manages to regain control of himself, drinking in the sight of Aphelios’ face pressed against his cock. He feels Aphelios give a little grind against his leg, picks him up, and lays him back down on the floor. Memories of the fight with the demon and the sensation of his gaping cockhole tell him all he needs to know about what happened, and he knows exactly what the two of them need as he slips his cock into Aphelios’ needy, gaping hole.