Raped By An Imp


CW: M/M, Rape, Forced Sex Change, MPreg, Magical Transformation, Forced Impregnation ____________________________________________________________


Characters: Nicilus - a 21-year-old male stallion and an Imp.
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Nicilus is an imposing stallion with an affinity for hiking and stands at an impressive 6'4" tall. He carried his trusty short sword tucked away within its sheath at his left side. On a cool Saturday morning, he decided to traverse a new forest roughly 2 miles from his home. As he trekked through the forest, he suddenly realized he was lost. He had been following a set path marked by hikers before him but unconsciously took a wrong turn. He didn't know how long he'd been off the marked road. Still, Nicilus surmised it had been a while after looking at his watch and seeing it was half past 4 pm. He entered the forest approximately two hours ago. Nicilus had considered continuing on this unknown pathway, thinking it could be fun. But he ultimately decided against it, knowing that being lost in any forest, especially one unknown to him, could spell death.


Wanting to return to the beaten path, Nicilus turned back and began to retrace his steps. As he did so, he heard a rustling from a nearby bush, coinciding with a growl. The stallion reached for his weapon, preparing to defend himself. But before he could draw it from its sheath, a small red creature leaped from the shrubbery and slashed its claws at the equine. The blow struck Nicilus in the face and left four painful gashes across his snout.


Nicilus staggered back as he clutched his now-bleeding face. But at least the stallion could now see what he was dealing with. It was an imp, approximately 3 feet tall, with dark, blood-red skin. The horse could see its claws were retractable, and its overall visage resembled an anthro rabbit's. The imp's eyes had black sclera, each eye hosting a golden iris. Two horns protruded from either side of its head, and a long, slender tail thrashed behind it. The creature's tail was tipped with barbs, and the beast covered its crotch with a loincloth, the fabric hiding a noticeable bulge.


Nicilus had read reports of numerous demon sitings across the land and saw many an artist's depiction of such beasts, including imps like this one, but refused to believe they were true. He thought it was just delusional folk mistaking wildlife in the night for creatures of myth. But, unfortunately, he was wrong. The demon was on all fours as it looked Nicilus in the eyes, snarling and growling. The stallion grabbed his short sword and swung, and the imp and the creature dodged to the left. The demon swiftly closed the gap and spun 360 degrees. As it spun, the imp's tail slapped the stallion's pant leg, the barbs slicing through the fabric and breaking the skin. The demon lept back and smiled.


Nicilus's stance wavered as he turned to face the ferocious creature; a few seconds later, he collapsed. His body created a hardy 'thud' as he made contact with the dirt, the shock of the impact forcing the grip on his weapon to loosen, and his sword clattered to the ground. "Gah!" the horse grunted, "W-What happened to my-" Nicilus cut off his sentence as he stared back at his injured leg. His eyes went wide as he saw dark purple veins creep up his leg, stemming from the cut on his right calf. The equine tried to prop himself up on his hands and rise on his still-functioning leg, only to find that his left leg had also lost its functionality.


Though he wasn't wholly paralyzed, he was still able to draw the faintest of movements from his lower half, but soon enough, the toxin reached his arms, and the horse collapsed once more. The imp chuckled as it stood up, "Oh joy," he remarked in a hoarse voice, "I wasn't sure if my venom would work on such a large man like you." The demon walked around to the equine's backside and used his sharp claws to rip open Nicilus's pants. "Ooohh, going commando, I see.~," the imp remarked on the stallion's lack of underwear, "It's almost like you were expecting to get violated today." he taunted.


The demon pulled off his loincloth to reveal his stiffening shaft. "Don't you dare, you bastard!" demanded the stallion. "Like you have any room to make demands of me, horse," the imp laughed, "Why don't you just relax and try to enjoy it?" First, the tiny demon straddled the back of the stallion's muscular thighs, grasping his firm buttocks in both hands, kneading the flesh like dough. Nicilus squirmed at the imp's touch and attempted to buck off the minor demon but could still barely move. Nicilus reached for his sword, determined not to let the beast have his way with him.


The imp noticed this rebellious act, arched his tail over his right shoulder, and struck Nicilus on the back of his hand, causing it to fall as more venom raced through his veins. "Tsk tsk tsk, now what did I say about relaxing? You know this is going to happen whether you want it or not," the imp stated with a smile. The pain of the blow was significant, and blood had begun to trickle from the wound and soak into the dirt. "Dammit!" the equine shouted in frustration, "Why are you doing this?" Nicilus asked, distress evident in his voice.


"Because," the demon started, "I find you very attractive," he answered, hungrily licking his lips, "That, and my last toy died on me. She wasn't able to endure the daily… 'stresses'... of being my plaything," he stated matter-of-factly. Nicilus's heartbeat quickened, horrified at the notion that he, too, could be fucked to death by this monster. "P-Please, let me go," the horse begged, "I… I don't want to die." he pleaded with a quiver in his voice.


"Oh, don't worry," said the imp, "I promise to take much better care of you, my handsome equine." Next, as he spoke, the demon spread the horse's cheeks and pressed the tip of his member against Nicilus's anus, and forced his way past the stallion's resistance, pushing the first inch inside of him with relative ease with the aid of his venom. The horse cried out in pain as his rectum was defiled. Tears began rolling down his face as he kept trying to crawl away. This escape attempt might've had a minuscule chance at success if he hadn't been hit with a second dose of the demon's toxin, now only capable of coaxing faint twitches from his crippled body.


The monster sunk his phallus deeper into his victim's rear, "Ooohh… fuck~" the demon moaned in satisfaction. Nicilus continued his sobbing, angry at the vile bastard for violating him in such a way. But he was more angry at himself for letting this happen, metaphorically kicking himself for not being swift enough with his blade. After several grueling moments of the imp sliding deeper, he was eventually balls deep within his quarry's ass. Then, he pulled his hips back, and only the tip of his member remained inside of his victim; the imp then slammed his cock back inside.


Nicilus screamed in agony; he could feel something trickle from his anus and down his inner thighs. It was blood. The violent nature of the penetration caused small tears in his flesh. "P-Please…!" The stallion yelled, "Tah-Take it out!" The monster chuckled as he spoke, "Take it out?" he repeated, "Now why would I do that? Especially when you feel soooooooooooooooooooooo good." It took only seconds for the experienced rapist to move his hips in a steady cadence.


As the imp persisted in raping the poor man, he placed both hands on the horse's lower back and closed his eyes in concentration. A soft purple glow emanated from underneath the equine's skin. The soft glow steadily grew in luminosity in tandem with a blossoming warmth. The demon's magic then began to take effect, forcing the rapid growth of an entirely new organ.


Nicilus was briefly comforted by the warmth until an ache in his bowls had dominated it. The ache quickly grew into a spasm, and the twinge became a stinging pain. The increase in pain had only added to what the brutal rape had made him feel. Nicilus's anus had felt even more packed than before, and he could tell that something was wrong. He could feel something growing inside of him. "W-What the hell are you doing to me!?" Nicilus questioned in a bratty tone.


"Oh, nothing much," the imp said with a smirk. I'm just making a minor change to your physiology."


"What do you mean?"


"I'm giving you a womb, my dear." the imp answered Nicilus honestly as he opened his eyes. The stallion looked disgusted by his words, "How dare you!? You bastard!" Nicilus cried out as he sobbed.


"Aw, there's no need to cry," the demon cooed, "You should feel honored to be chosen as my slave." The beast said in a condescending tone. As the spell concluded, the beast refocused his efforts on raping the man below him, placing his smaller hands back on his prey's supple cheeks. The demon increased the pace of his thrusts, and the stallion beneath him, limp and helpless, persisted with his agony-fueled sobbing.


As the imp continued his defilement of the young equine, the sound of wet slapping filled the air, accompanied by lustful grunts of pleasure. The beast looked down at the warrior's crestfallen expression. That look of defeat, the pained cries, and the power he felt - that's why the imp does it. It's part of the reason he loves raping innocent people. He loves seeing the fear that takes hold, the disbelief that floods their minds, and the utter disgust of their defiled bodies after the act is finished. He couldn't remember how many times he'd committed this hellacious sin. All he knew was how powerful he felt each time he did it. The anticipation of the hunt, the thrill of besting his prey in battle, and the blissful satisfaction of claiming what's rightfully his. It all filled him with ecstasy.


The monster moved his hands to Nicilus's back, took out his claws, and slowly~ dragged them down his back. His sharp claws left sizable lacerations as Nicilus wailed in agony, "P-P-Please," the horse wept, "Stop this! I… I just want to go home!" he yelled in distress.


The imp laughed at Nicilus's pathetic weeping as he licked the red ichor from his claws, "Don't worry, I'll take you home soon enough." said the demon. "R-Really? Y-You will?" Nicilus sounded hopeful, praying that the demon wasn't just telling some cruel lie. "Oh yes~," moaned the imp as he continued his humping, "You'll be lying in your bed soon enough." Unbeknownst to the stallion, the imp had a mischievous grin creeping across his lips. The little monster briefly pulled out, a thin layer of blood caked onto the fur of the equine's ass and another on the demon's crotch. The diminutive creature stood on Nicilus's thighs and placed his left hand on the man's lower back. The imp grasped the base of his shaft with his right hand, lined the tip to the horse's still-bleeding hole, and plunged his cock balls-deep into Nicilus.


The pour male howled in torment as his rectum was speared yet again by this creature's cock; the beast had successfully entered the jockey position. "Ah, just like that~," the imp moaned. The demon had begun to move with the same steady cadence he had started the assault. The puny demon closed his eyes once more and took the time to focus on the pleasant sensations on his cock; the way Nicilus's anal ring quivered each time the demon's cock grazed his prostate was, the warmth of his victim's blood, and the involuntary clenching caused by the excruciating pain.


And, of course, the unmistakable wet plaps of rape that echoed through the trees. To the helpless horse, the sound was sickening, but to the imp, it was one of his favorite sounds. The crying of a male reminded him of all the pleasant times he was raped by stronger demons in hell. The little demon began to growl, his claws showing themselves again as they dug into the equine's flesh, coaxing a pained groan from his lips in between his crying.


"So close... just a little more!" the imp groaned in ecstasy, "I - I'm - I'm gonna~," As he moaned, the creature did his best to aim the tip of his cock towards the newly created anal-womb. And with one final thrust, the imp sunk his claws deep into the horse's sides and lodged his cock deep within Nicilus. The demon manages to force his dick into the equine's anal womb, and his cock briefly twitches. Then suddenly, a torrent of unholy imp spunk flooded the male's uterus. Nicilus's sobbing quickly turned into horrified gasps as he felt a substantial amount of jizz fill him, and his belly sagged ever so slightly as it swelled with cum. While he's never been on the receiving end of anal sex, Nicilus had given plenty of blowjobs. And it's because of this that he knew how warm semen usually was. But this, this wasn't just warm. It was hot, almost to the point of being a little painful. But he felt something else, too. He felt these roundish objects stuff his womb as well. They nearly felt like eggs, but these felt a little smaller, round, and softer.


The horse's vision had faded, "Finally," he thought, "This nightmare… is finally… over." And with that final thought, everything went black as he passed out from exhaustion.


Nicilus shall return… probably. (I’ll see what my ADHD thinks about it.)