James smirks as he leans back in his seat cracking his knuckles as he logs into a random chat room and gets to work. The man had come up with a pretty fun plan recently. It wasn’t anything too crazy just wanting to have a bit of fun with people. He had heard stories online recently about a strange set of disappearances on the web. He couldn’t remember where, could have been one of those weird conspiracy sites, or the news, maybe a mix of both. But rumors had begun to spread around after a few people seemed to vanish off the face of the earth. In each story there was always a little connecting thing between them all. Which was the chat logs left behind. The names sometimes varied and maybe it was being done by multiple people but they always had the same basic idea. Someone with the name “Toxic Imp Lord” would appear in a chat room, and when approached or when he approaches you it would be the start of a series of messages that lead to the victim devolving into madness before seemingly vanishing without a trace. No DNA, struggle or anything was left at the scene of the crime. James had to admit, he was surprised to see the name was available. Was he really the first one to have this idea? Or maybe others just took variations of the name before him. Whatever it was it didn’t matter too much he managed to snag the Toxic Imp Lord name and now he was going to have some fun. Opening up the chat box he messages the first person he happens to see online. Typing out the first message he wonders to himself. Was this a mean thing to do? Could he get in trouble for impersonating someone like this. What if they thought he was the actual guy. Shaking his head he gets those thoughts out of his mind. After all it was just a joke, it wasn’t anything serious he was just going to mess with a few people. He had done his research, trying to get as close to the original stories as possible. The “monster” behind the camera was always described in the same fashion, a short, demonic looking imp creature with what looked like a mix of a smiley face and a biohazard symbol. The way he spoke seemed to mix both sophistication alongside more crude forms of speech. He certainly could try his best but he doubted that anyone would really put two and two together. Not like the thing was real or anything anyways. Just a silly story people put towards a few disappearances. “Well hey there cutie, how’re ya doin tonight?” He questions, the person on the other end seems to try and type a few times. Before stopping and trailing off for a few moments. Already James couldn’t help but laugh at their hesitation. Though after a few good moments a reply finally comes through. “Who the hell do you think you are?” The person on the other end asks. “Is this some kind of joke?” At first James just sends back a quick shushing emoji. One of the custom ones he had commissioned, based on the “imp’s” Stomach marking. He lets it stand for a few moments before typing out another message. “I take it ya know who I am? Come on, is that any way to treat me? After all we both know you’re going to love what you’re about to become~” James states with another laugh. The person on the other end once again tries to type out a few messages. Taking a good several minutes before finally replying with. “Fuck off creep, I’m not falling for this.” And proceeding to block him. James lets out another laugh, this one a good bit louder as he crosses his arms. Yeah that one was fun and all but it wasn’t really what he was looking for, sure he got a fun reaction from his first “Victim” But they just blocked him right away, he needed to find someone a good bit more naive. He spends the next few hours mostly going through the same thing. Either getting blocked right away, or other people calling his bluff. After all he wasn’t some mystical hell imp so it wasn’t like he could do anything to them. Though after a bit more time he finally manages to get a few people who actually fall for it, he even gets them to beg to not get taken. That’s when another idea hits him. A wide grin flickering across his face for just a moment. “Keheheheh, you wanna save yourself, yeah maybe we could talk ideas~” He explains. “Tell me, how much money do ya got on you?” “Wait what the hell does like.. Something like you need money for?” James frowns a bit, but he wasn’t gonna give up on this. After all this guy seemed pretty creeped out by the Imp. So he figured his next idea would work pretty easily. “You really wanna ask questions, I could always just take ya right now~” James replies with a chuckle on his end. Leaning a bit on his hand, once again there’s a good bit of a delay. Making James think that the guy just gave up and blocked him. But after a few moments he finally gets another reply. “Okay, okay sorry sir I didn’t mean to offend. Just let me get my account. Where do you want me to send it?” He asks, James sending him a quick burner account he made on the fly. One that fit the theme of the imp lord he was playing. After a few moments he gets a good few thousand in his bank. Another chuckle leaving his mouth as he lets the guy know he’s free to go. Was it kinda a dick thing to do, maybe. But it was their fault for falling for something like that. Not his fault they were so gullible. -------------------------------- Tox had been relaxing in his manor. Taking a nap on his mate’s belly when he got a rather strange notification. Taking out the digivice he had connected to the human world he looks down towards it, raising a brow with a frown. He usually kept such a device on him in case he wanted to read up on his antics in the human world. It wasn’t that he was an egotist or anything.. Well maybe he was, but who doesn’t like reading up on what others thought of him. Especially if it involved seeing how people reacted to his conquest. It was a shame he still couldn’t fully reach the human world. But it would only be a matter of time~ He smirks a bit at the thought and turns his attention back down towards the digivice. “Strange Imp Lord profile appears again, victims claim that.” He frowns. “Eh? The hell is this bullshit?! I didn’t do anything like this!” He growls angrily. Hopping off the Growlmon’s stomach as he makes his way out of the room, and towards the computer room he had set up in order to further connect his world to the human one. “What the hell would I even need any human money for? Shit’s only worth wipin my ass with it, and even then I have a shitton of better options!” He raves mostly to himself, and whichever servant was (un)fortunate enough to serve as his foot rest for the day. “Leaning back he rests a claw on his chin, drumming his fingers along it as he narrows his gaze. The imp grumbles softly to himself, reading through the various posts he could find it was pretty apparent that someone had decided to follow up on those other reports and start spreading more of his name. “Tch…” Tox grimaces before tilting his head back. “Well then perhaps it would be best to show this little human just what happens when you impersonate someone like the Toxic Imp Lord.” He says raising a claw and snapping his fingers. Data swirling around his body. “Don’t worry human, I’ll show you exactly what it means to be me. To be perfection~” He lets out a small growl as the swirl of data encompasses his form. Swallowing him up into the screen. After all, someone like this might require a more personal visit. -------------------------------------- James chuckles once more, looking at the various transfers he had managed to get. Flipping through the chat as well. Taking a look to see if there was anyone else he could get. He had been at it for a few days now. He had made sure no one would be able to track him down, after all he had to keep up the whole mystery of it all.. Plus what he was doing could probably be considered just a bit illegal. Though it seemed the chat had run pretty dry, no one else replied and most just blocked him on sight. But it wasn’t that big of a deal, it wasn’t like it was the only option he had after all. There were plenty of chat sights he could check out. Right as he’s about to log off there’s another sudden ping from the chat. Perking up James quickly starts to scroll through it, trying to see if maybe he got a reply from some poor loser who he could scam out of a bit more cash. Though looking through it he instead notices a familiar looking username. In fact it was his username, or rather a Toxic Imp Lord. Which was.. Strangely, they couldn’t have repeat names on this site. “Keheheh, so I heard some loser human was imitating me~ “ Is all the opening message read. With a smirk James rolls his eyes and starts to type out a message of his own. “Keh~ Come on, you really think I’m this gullible dork. Nice try but no one can imitate me. Now how about you apologize and get the hell outta here, and I’ll just forget about it.” He replies to the other account, thinking maybe if he kept up his own charade the other imposter might just give up or even think he was the real deal. “Aww, are ya just adorable. You really think you can play me even slightly well.” The other account replies. A short pause before a number flashes into the chat. A set of numbers James didn’t quite understand. “Like it? I take it a lame human like yourself wouldn’t know what this is. Kinda seems like a lot of you don’t really seem to understand computers. This would be your IP address. Should lead me right to ya~” James stares at it for a few moments. There’s no way it was actually his. Had to be one of the ones he spoofed or whatever his friend called it. Crossing his arms he tried to understand it. The silence gave more than enough time for the other account to reply. “First lesson when it comes to trying to play me. I don’t give second chances. Understand? You try to steal from me or impersonate me. You’re not going to escape. You’re going to have a very personal lesson of why no one escapes me.” With that message the account logs off. James sits there staring for a good few moments. Feeling his heart sink in his chest. Just staring at the screen. He’s only drawn out of it as the computer suddenly lets out a loud whirring noise. The screen glitching out as a strange looking symbol slowly starts to take over the screen. A very familiar shape. A large green smiley face with three horns protruding out of it. A sound crunched, 8 bit cackle leaving the speakers. “A-ah fuck.. This can’t be good. Shit what the hell do I do?!” He questions feeling his panic starting to rise as he turns the laptop over, trying to unplug it and remove the battery, though as soon as he touches the device a sharp shock shoots through him! The shock is enough to daze him and knock him back onto his ass. Sending the firm jolted up his spine, and swiftly dazed his mind. Thoughts grow clouded and confused as his vision blurs in front of him. The screen only seems to grow brighter, and brighter with each passing second. He might have scooted further back, if it weren’t for his back now being firmly pressed up against the wall behind him, left shivering and shuttering as he watches a strange stream of light slowly pouring out of the screen, watching on as slowly something begins to form in front of him. A few stray threads seem to float in the air around the strange creature forming in front of him. A cackle leaves the creature’s maw. Reaching a hand up as he snaps his fingers. A burst of what he could only describe as ones and zeros blast out from the creature, eventually fading away as it leaves a small, purple Impish creature standing in front of him. The creature slowly moves forwards, his claws clacking loudly against the ground, staring up at the creature James could only try and open his mouth, shock wracking his mind. “So I heard ya like to copy people huh?” Tox questions kneel down with a wide grin. Pressing his head against the human’s head, grabbing him by the hair and holding him firmly in place with another laugh. “Don’t worry I’m not mad~ Well.. Not too mad I suppose. After all, identity theft is the best form of flattery is what they say~ I think that’s right.” The Imp lets go of the human’s hair, though he can feel a noticeable dampness where the Impmon’s hand had been. “W-wait.. Y-you’re the.. Toxic Imp Lord?” James asks, although he already knows the answer. Tox chuckles and takes a step back and bows for his answer. “You may call me Tox, or Master~ I’m sure your mind will make it up for you in just a few moments.” He says with a wave of his hand, as if on cue James can feel that dampness intensifies, moving up and through his head, already starting to feel his mind spin. His ears tingle slightly slowly starting to push out. Growing longer, and longer. He could feel them twist and turn in a few different directions. Growing long and crooked. Reaching his hands up he grips either ear. Giving them a few quick tugs. Then looking up towards Tox. Seeing his ears and then pulling on his own yet again. While he couldn’t see them, they felt like they were exactly the same. “Like em?~” Tox asks knowingly, cocking an eyebrow. “T-there’s no way this is real. This has to be a dream.. O-or something..” He says to himself, trying to even understand what was happening. Shakily he goes to stand back up, watching Tox all the while, expecting him to get in his way but.. He doesn't. The Impmon just watches him stand back up with his hands resting on his absolutely massive arms. Claws sinking into that sweaty, purple flesh. James could feel his cock twitch softly in his pants as he stared. “You’re not real.. You’re just a legend.” He says, standing as tall as he could. Though quickly noticed that the imp while no longer standing on his level was still taller than he should have been. He looks up towards his computer seeing a string of ones and zeros connecting to Tox and then back to the computer. Was that thing allowing him to stay in this world? Could he maybe stop it.. Fuck why was he so hot? “Having some trouble thinkin already? Come on, you shouldn’t be losing this quickly. I thought ya wanted to be me?!” He questions turning around to give his ass a nice and firm smack. Right away James’s now reddening eyes start to move down towards the imp’s fat donut. His hole flexed and forced another throb and twitch out of his cock. He couldn’t feel it quite yet but already James’s cock was starting to swell, growing larger, fatter. Pushing against the inside of his pants. “Here, lemme go ahead and help ya out a bit dork~” With that Tox takes a good step or two back, pressing his ass right up against his crotch. That was more than enough to send a surge through his junk. Cock swelling instantly. Shredding through his pants as a nice, massive cock bursts from James’s pants. Slapping wetly against Tox’s hole. And making the human moan out softly. “There ya go~ Feels a lot better now doesn’t it?” The Impmon questions, eagerly grinding up against the human’s swollen purple cock. Clapping his massive cheeks against it with a wink. “H-hrrff.. P-please. S-stop I-I can’t..” He groans out with a wince. Feeling that cock pulse and throb with every little movement. The pleasure was overwhelming. It was so hard to think clearly. A few soft moans leave his mouth, tilting his head back as those endless jolts make his eyes start to roll back. “G-grrfff.. W-why?” He questions though he already knew why. Tox doesn’t even bother answering. Just chuckling softly to himself, before shaking his head. “M-mrrf~ Cause it feels great dumbass~” The Imp remarks, raising his ass, wiggling it around a few times. Before placing it right on the head of that massive shaft right against his pounding hole. Licking his lips he chuckles. “You read for the fucking ride of your life?” He questions, giving his cheek a few smacks before laughing, raising his ass once more. Before finally slamming down, taking in all of that shaft, his stomach bulging heavily as both human and imp groan in guttural pleasure. Slowly Tox starts to raise and lower his ass, pumping his hips as he slams his hole harder against that cock. Tox could feel his stomach bulge from the shaft. “Fuckin helllll~ You’re already pretty big~” Tox laughs once more, looking back towards the now shrinking man. Losing inches at a time as all of that height slowly starts to distribute elsewhere, to his thighs, ass, belly and of course his balls and asshole. Well more of a tailhole if that swaying Imp tail was anything to go by. The thing twitches around with a mind of its own. Obvious pleasure coursing through its entire body it was all just so hard to understand, to focus on. Reaching a hand up to his head he barely even notices his clothing starting to shift and change on his body. Warping around him as his shirt seamlessly splits right down the middle slithering up his arms before wrapping around his palms, forming into already wet, sweat soaked gloves that he rubs at his head with, still feeling that needy pleasure as his other free hand starts to move towards the orbs that pooled on the ground below. Excess nutsack skin almost seems to create a pool of purple between his legs as he finds himself starting to pump his hips, scratching at his hyper sack with his free claw. The man could barely remember his name as he starts to pick up the pace, each pump wiping away more and more of those memories. On Top of his Tox continues to bounce his hips with every pump. Swallowing up more and more of that shaft, to the point of impossibility. Despite how much he had taken in barely a bulge appeared on his gut. The man couldn’t help but wonder in his confusion just where all that dick was going. He could feel each and every centimeter of his shaft jammed in Tox, but yet he couldn’t see it. “Keheheh, it’s called hammerspace dumbass~ Ya got one too, being me of course~” Tox remarks as if reading his mind, and wait he was him? Was he? No he was himself, but who was he? These thoughts continue to spread across his mind all while he continues to transform. Purple skin spread across his body, stomach bloating out as the scraps that remained of his pants and underwear began to collect and swirl together the white fabric darkening to a deep inky black as it started to slowly slither up around his log, moving along his thighs and up his chest. As his stomach fills out a familiar looking symbol appears right in the middle of his wobbling belly. The thing seems to flash for just a moment as he looks down towards his gut. This stomach marking, why did it feel so familiar? It was his wasn’t it? Of course it would feel familiar what the hell was he thinking. A small chuckle leaves the man-imp’s maw. Rolling his eyes back, the halfling chews softly on his lip. A small part of his mind still trying to fight through the changes, the last part of his old mind trying to cry out. Though his new impish mind does his best to keep his mouth shut. Not that anyone could hear him. It was simply nothing more than a show of dominance, that he was in charge now. THough that still did beg the question though who was he? As he continues to shrink down, going from 5 feet to 4 before finally settling at around 3 feet 5 inches. His changes were almost fully complete. The slick purple skin covering most of his body, leaving only his face unchanged as he chuckles softly, reaching a hand up to lightly rub at his head. “Keheeh, looking pretty good there, though somethin seems to be missin wouldn’t you say?” Tox questions leaning forwards, having fully taken in all of that cock, lightly resting his hands on the fellow Imp’s shoulder. Aiming his cock down as he starts to stroke his own shaft. “How about we paint that face while you paint my insides~” He cackles softly as he starts to bounce his ass once more. Absolutely milking the poor imp’s cock. Shrouding his mind and erasing those lingering feelings and worries, breaking his mind. Leaving the poor imp completely drowned in lust. No sense of self or even his own body remained. Clenching one last time Tox grits his teeth with a growl of pleasure, slamming the other imp’s cock against his prostate feeling the former human blow his load hard. Cumming again and again into Tox. Taking in all of that human seed Tox laughs holding back his own load for just one more moment, a wide grin on his face. “Now then let’s get to addin everything else~” He remarks, licking his lips. Thrusting his hips forwards one final time. Tox had hoped there might have been a bit of fight left in his prey. But you couldn’t get it every time. This guy truly was all talk, he would be much better as another imp~ Blowing his load Tox sprays his seed all across the human’s face. Cumming again and against. His thick, white seed seeping in each and every inch of his face. Anything that wasn’t purple had been twisted into a stark pure white. After finishing his load Tox slides himself off that cock. Groaning softly as he stretches and laughs slightly. “Keh there we go, perfect clone~ Well.. Aside from one last detail.” Tox holds a hand out, clenching his hole one last time, shooting that bolt of pleasure shooting through his body as he collects all of that human “data” into his own core, converting it into a new form of data that he summons forth connecting it with a tether of data between the two of them. The strange flow of data seems to connect the two imps. After a few moments the other Tox shakily gets up. “H-haa Fuck yeah~ That’s so much better~ Keheheh what a fuckin loser, really thought he could copy me?” Tox says looking opposite of him where the empty drone body now stood. “We’ll get ya nice and tuned in. I’m sure you’ll make a great body double, after all you’re finally me!~”