[b][u][center]Musk of the Devil For BlazingPelt By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Jiggle jiggle jiggle. That was the hardest thing for Jake to get used to. Despite the fact that his new master had gifted him with a body that was well-suited for its new purpose, he still didn’t know what to do with the new bounce in his butt, nor what to do with the way that it seemed to rub and tease at his asshole with every step he took. The cat blushed a bit as he made his way down the road, trying not to think about that feeling, or how it made his cock want to spring right up in the front of his new outfit. He looked down, shaking his head. The blue clothes that he used to wear had been corrupted as much as the rest of him. Now, he wore crimson straps along his chest leading to an almost pouch-like undergarment that caressed and cupped his balls. It was...well, more bloated down there than it used to be. His cock was the same size, but his balls had grown much bigger, and they showed it through the front of his clothes. The staff at his side had changed, too. No longer marked with the swirling sigils of the wind god, he carried a staff that had various fertility markings on it, if fertility could be used to describe cocks in asses, cocks in mouths, and just cocks in general. Just touching it made him feel a bit embarrassed. But it was what his master had given him, and if he wanted to continue existing, rather than just getting turned into energy for the great Jackal God Rajjal down beneath the earth, he needed to continue following his master’s orders. The first of which was to gain another follower. [i]Bring me a new toy, Jake. Bring me that, and you will gain power. Fail, and you will become naught but a meal for me.[/i] He gulped. He hadn’t traded away his soul and his connections with his old life just to fail now. If he wanted to keep going, he needed to sacrifice someone to the old jackal down there. But who? Knowing that he’d eventually meet someone on the road was one thing. Adventurers were always on the move, always checking out new dungeons and dangerous places, and he had just left one of the biggest ones in the desert. But whether they were coming here, and whether they would come in time… That was the question, and that was what had him on edge. Jake walked a day’s journey away from the dungeon, making camp while the top of the great complex was still in view at the edge of the horizon. Even now, the cat could feel the power of his new lord, the demon god beneath the ground. He could feel the touch of fingers along his big ass, feeling the dimples pressed into his ass cheeks as Rajjal reminded him of his servitude, could feel - “Nnngh. Stop...just...think…” “Hello?” Jake’s eyes widened in hope and surprise. Could it be? Someone already here? “Feel free to come closer. I have a camp for those looking to rest for the night,” Jake said. No sooner had he given permission than the greenery unfolded, letting a red panda step through. He wore the cloak and gaudy garments of a bard, as if the harp hanging around his neck wasn’t a further clue towards his occupation. And if that, in and of itself wasn’t enough, the way that the other young man introduced himself was. “Oooooh, such a pretty flaaaaaaame, and a prettier young man that sits beside it!” The red panda laughed, dropping the sing-song voice. “My name is Errin, bard of the year from my college. And you?” “...Jake. A cleric.” “A cleric, hmm? Oh, but you don’t dress like one. Aren’t you all supposed to be clinging to robes of modesty rather than showing your hot little butts off to everyone that dares to take a look?” “Hot little…” Jake couldn’t help but chuckle as he shook his head. “No, my order doesn’t require a vow of chastity.” “Ooooh, my. And here I thought that I would never find a priest that was both hot and available.” [i]He is trying way too hard,[/i] Jake thought, [i]but at least he’s going to make this easy.[/i] There were, oddly enough, no regrets for him about this. He didn’t care that he was going to be sentencing someone else to...well, it could be torment, or - if this guy was that desperate - it could just be a great deal of fun for the bard. But whatever it was, this Errin would never see the light of day again, bound underground to the pleasures of Rajjal. And he was okay with that, as long as it wasn’t him getting shoved into the netherworld. He made space by the fire for the red panda, but no sooner had he moved than Errin was right there beside him, one hand already on his ass. The cat rolled his eyes when the bard wasn’t looking, putting on a smile when he turned back around. “You like my butt that much, huh?” “Mmmm, you have a most curvaceous bottom, swollen and ready for any sort of fun. Please, please tell me that your order ministers to the desperate and the needy? For I am both.” “Oh, I might be convinced…” “Oh, please be, for I am already convinced by the beauty of your ass, the warmth of your scent, the pleasure of your form.” [i]The warmth of my scent?[/i] He blinked as the red panda kept rubbing at his ass, pushing against the thin fabric that covered it. Surreptitiously, Jake sniffed the air. There was something new there, he realized. Not coming from Errin, either, but from him. A sort of musky scent. Not unlike a heat scent, but not female, just with that same sort of pulling urge. The same sort of thing that dragged people across the world between the legs of a woman, hoping to pump her full of cum. And it was coming from him. More specifically, from his ass. [i]Another gift of yours, Rajjal?[/i] he asked, knowing the demon lord wasn’t listening. Still...it would help here. “Perhaps you’d like to get a closer look at my ass, hmm?” As Errin nodded enthusiastically, the cat slipped out of his clothes, sitting naked on the edge of a rock. He scooted his hips forward, smiling as he spread his legs to show off his taint and his ass. “Oh, you beauty...you wonderful...sublime...divine...beauty…” It was almost comical how eager Errin was pulled in by the scent, drawn in by his own fascination of the cat’s backside. Jake rolled his eyes as soon as the bard stopped looking him in the face, scooting forward to make his hole that much more obvious. Now that it was out in the open, he could almost feel the scent, like he was a bit moist back there, dripping with something. Nothing bad, but...like he was a little wet, a little bit eager for someone to come and take advantage. He imagined that was something he could blame Rajjal for, as well. The red panda was finally in place, kneeling behind his legs. Rather than staring at his cock, Errin had fixed his eyes with the cat’s pucker, staring at it, shivering, even panting as he leaned in good and close. The bard’s nose brushed his taint, nudging it gently before breathing in again. The breath out was hot against his ass, making him curl his toes in anticipation. “Mmm, you want it?” Jake asked. “Mmmph…” “Go on...take a taste.” It was like commanding someone under a spell. The red panda leaned in, sticking his tongue out slowly and dragging it along Jake’s hole. It was like lightning in a bottle, the cat arching his back. “Nnngh, what the - nnnngh!” The second lick was just as good, if not better, and the third was definitely better. His hole, his ass was so sensitive, so much more sensitive than it had been as he felt that tongue working him over, digging into the little crevices around his backside. Jake groaned, leaning his head back and biting his lips at the feeling of it working around his hole, against it - “Mmmph!” Even into it. He slipped from the rock, sliding down, but rather than tumbling over as he had feared, he just sat down on top of Errin’s face. Even that didn’t seem to break the trance. If anything, the red panda seemed even more into it than he had been just a moment ago. He gripped the cat’s hips tightly, and Jake was surprised at just how eager that tongue got, how far into his hole it went. It left him grunting every time that it slipped past his rim, every time that it tickled at his prostate, every time that it slid out and licked from hole to taint and back again. [i]Mmmph...if this doesn’t...get him to devote himself...ah...nothing will…[/i] He rode it as best he could, trying to take back a bit of dominance for himself, but it was hard to do. Even with his mind clear, it felt like his ass had completely taken over as his primary means of getting pleasure. It felt better than anything he’d done with his cock had ever done, and - “Mmmph!” He shivered, arching his back as his cock throbbed intensely. The deep licks were getting stronger, digging into him and pulling out of him rather than just thrusting hard. Those fingers were denting his ass cheeks, digging into them and making him feel like they might be bruised by the end of it, not letting him stand. And through it all, he could feel his master looking up at him, smirking, waiting for the toy that Jake had found to be done. [i]You’ve done well, slut. Bring him back in the morning…[/i] [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]