Rotary Dial wasn’t like any other demon that he resides with inside this little sanctuary that the one and only Lloyd Balenciaga has created for creatures like him. Despite the place being a safe space for demons like him, Rotary still feels like he hasn’t been making much of a difference when it came to getting along with his brethren, especially the ones him and his little group of friends considered the “higher ones”. Last time he tried to get along with them, he had almost been crushed, smashed, or eaten and swallowed alive, especially by that massive whale of a demon, Leviathan. 

It must’ve hurt, knowing that he would have to do better if he was going to start becoming a peacemaker for the entire house, including the hunters and the higher demons. That was until his pure white eyes lit up in a sense of wonder and he shoots up from his bed inside his personal dorm room, his wings spread out and tail stinging up. Looking over at his closed bedroom door, he had started brainstorming as he walked over to his shelves, pulled out a little scrapbook of sorts, and opened it up to a random page. 

He examined its contents closely, his tail waving pleasantly in the air as he laid on his stomach with his face almost buried deep within the book. 

“Hopefully this will help with actually making some friends, at least!” Rotary Dial told himself as he looked over and examined every photograph and description he could of the entire demon race. He had skipped over Cerberus, remembering what happened last time, casually pushed aside Nevan, and almost fell back in surprise as he was greeted with the terrifying image of Nightmare. 

“If my fellow demons can’t understand the value of friendship and life,” he continued, “then I’ll just have to force my way in!” 

Skimming past each identifiable file, the young shadow demon suddenly stops on a certain photo of a specific demon in the rogue’s gallery. Nodding his head approvingly, his little concealed mouth begins to form on his face and shape itself into a smile. This particular demon was one he hadn’t interacted with during his stay inside this facility, much to his dismay and obliviousness. The file for this demon—classified as a Demoness—was a humongous sight to behold; she was huge, a lot bigger than two buildings placed together side by side. She was a large blue demon, with features reminiscent of jellyfish, snakes, and octopii, and she had four large tentacles that protruded out from the lower half of her body, a menacing aura that almost emanated from the photo itself. 

Closing the book, he places it back to its original spot in the shelves and begins to prepare for his next step in befriending his fellow demons. 

“Jokatgulm seems pretty nice, though!” He tells himself. “She hasn’t killed me yet in the past few weeks, so I think she’ll be a safe bet for when I interact with her.” 

Thankfully this was during the middle of the night, so Rotary Dial had some time to himself to try and sneak out to where Jokatgulm’s domain was. He switched on his lamp, dug through his closet to find his signature jacket, and slips on his backpack. Opening his door to leave, he turns to look at his empty bed and nods to himself, hoping that neither Dante nor Trish finds out that he went out past curfew, his little mouth curving into a smile. 

Walking down the halls of the building, Rotary does his best to scour in the darkness for any windows that might be close to him… hopefully. Eventually finding an open window and crawling onto a nearby dumpster outside, he looks around and peers out through the opening. Sure enough, there seemed to be no other demons besides himself wandering around, which should make it easier to approach their location. With that being said, it did also mean that there was no one else around who might hear his voice.

Softly treading lightly on the heaping pile of garbage beneath his pitch black boots, Rotary examines his surroundings by enhancing his keen night vision. Sighing in relief at the fact that he was the only one present in the dead of night, he carefully hops down on the hard cobblestone ground beneath him, the young demon boy began his journey to find this water demoness’s domain. 

But before he could begin, Rotary Dial takes in the sweet fresh scent of freedom and the feel of the cold wind breezing through his inky wings and tail. He looked around, his white snowy eyes glistening with wonder and appreciation for the outdoor freedom he’d granted himself, even if it was against Dante’s wishes. Sighing out a breath of relief, he then continues taking in the scent on his walk. 

The thought of that water demoness makes him happy, his tail swishing happily just by the image of her popping up into his mind. Rotary doesn’t know why she makes him feel this way, but for now, all he can focus on is just enjoying being free. Even if it was only temporary. Even if he has to go through hell to prove that he is worthy for independence. Even if he couldn’t stop thinking about her while she was away.

His night vision had almost been paying off well, but the lights were almost becoming dim and now he had almost completely gotten blind. Groaning a bit in annoyance at his inability to see clearly, Rotary tries again to hone in his vision. It was difficult enough with the lack of light coming from behind him but the moon was nowhere to be found either. He felt helpless in front of the night sky, and after spending a couple seconds trying to pinpoint where exactly Jokatgulm’s domain was, he had unknowingly walked backwards into a large puddle which seemed to have conveniently been located behind him. 

Much to his surprise, Rotary looked down and took notice of his reflection in the puddle, but witnessed it shake and ripple by the slightest motion. His eyes widened and he looks behind him, his wings spread out in fear. His hearing senses becoming clear now, he could almost hear the sounds of writhing, rumbling, and high pitched growling. 

Turning his head to catch the noise, he looked up and noticed that this giant cockpit of water that was being surrounded by some splashes of puddles began to tremble and shake with such intensity that he could almost feel like an earthquake erupting. Rotary turned his body fully to witness this creature arising out of its perch, his little tail wagging incessantly like a dog’s. His clear white eyes started widening even more as he noticed that he had soon realized his situation. 

He had found Jokatgulm in her domain and is immediately already rocking happily on his heels as he sees her rising out from that giant cockpit of water. Trailing his eyesights to her full height, Rotary Dial’s face soon brightens as he admires and examines the size of this large demoness; she was a large water demoness, almost looking exactly like what she did in her photo. His tail thrashing back and forth at how marvelous her turquoise blue skin looked, Rotary couldn’t help but blush deeply. 

As for Jokatgulm, she had risen fully and looked down with her reptilian eyes, taking in the image and physical appearance of the small demon beneath her. 

Slithering her body back and forth like a snake, Jokatgulm curiously motions herself downwards to take a better look at Rotary Dial, tilting her head as she inspects him further. The young shadow demon just giggles and blushes more. 

“Well hi there~!” He exclaims happily, his tail wagging like a dog’s, “I’m Rotary Dial! I’m pretty sure we’ve already seen each other during orientation, but I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced.” 

Droning out his incessant talking, the water Demoness begins to lift a tentacle and slithers it up to his face, gently stroking his cheek and making him chuckle nervously. Rotary turns and notices a tendril making physical contact with his synthetically slimy fur. “W-Woah…” He breathes out. “You’re, uhh, warming up to me, are ya?” 

 He asks as he turns his head to get a better view of the long tentacle touching his cheek.
Smirking and continuing to stroke him softly, Jokatgulm simply nodded with her head held proudly as if to say, ‘Yes! I am! And I do not know why you seem so special to me. But, regardless, I think you’re very cute…~” 

Rotary turns and blushes even more, his black shadowy face already turning into a deep maroon color as he frantically hides his face behind his nimbly little hands. The tentacle ended up slowly going down to his belly and almost sliding against his shorts, making Rotary jolt and reluctantly turn his head to see her almost lowering that tentative tendril stroking his stomach like a puppy. He shakily reached his hands down to push the tentacle away, but if he would’ve done so, Jokatgulm would still continue, even if he tells her to stop. 

‘I-Is she… inspecting me with her parts…?’ He began to think deeply, his tail drooping down on the ground and his head tilting sideways. ‘I guess this is how us Demons communicate, but I speak the English language like a human… maybe she’s a different kind of demon…’ 

Despite his deeper understanding, Rotary Dial needed to at least maintain some boundaries with this aquatic demon gal, but at the same time, he just wanted to help her get to know him better. Unfortunately, this soon devolves into something worse when Rotary feels Jokatgulm’s other tentacle rub up against his backside and stroke him, dangerously getting close to where his balls were. Rotary squirmed uncomfortably, his cheeks flushing brightly.
This causes Jokatgulm to smirk even wider as she begins to stroke him more insistently with that tentacle than before.
“Ah!!” Rotary cries in fright. “Stop doing thiiiis! You have your tentacles everywhere! It tickles!”

All Jokatgulm could do was emit soft trills and growls as she used the first tentacle from before to casually slip under Rotary’s jacket and pull it off in one quick motion, causing the shadow demon to let out a yelp of surprise, his pure white eyes widening. “AHH! J-Jokatgulm, what are you—MMPPH!!!” 

Rotary Dial soon feels Jokatgulm shove her fourth and final tentacle straight into his mouth forcefully, causing him to choke and gag on it as it dug itself deeper into his throat, thrusting itself in and out rhythmically. Soft squelches and muffled moaning fills the air as Rotary begins to almost tear up from the intensity of the stimulation against his gag reflex, his legs trembling and shaking until one of the other tentacles slip in between his legs, stroking and rubbing against his hole. The poor shadow demon can’t move his arms much, but as Jokatgulm begins to work her tentacles inside his lower half, the little devil finds himself squirming uncontrollably. Tears began to well up in his eyes as he continued to squirm and moan, unable to do anything.

In one fell swoop, the tendril slips down Rotary’s shorts and begins to stroke its tip up and down against his tight, unopened ass. It soon penetrated him, causing him to tremble and convulse violently as two more of Jokatgulm’s tentacles held his arms back, his asshole being split open and broken into forcefully. Rotary emitted muffled screams and moans as he feels his stomach almost being torn apart and pumped into repeatedly, the tentacle inside him filling him completely as his little sheath begins to twitch in tandem with the thrusts. 

He felt a powerful surge of pleasure rushing throughout his entire body as he continues to writhe and twist around, trying to fight back the feelings of pleasure. Soon enough, Rotary Dial’s cock becomes erect, his sheath no longer twitching as he’s close to relieving himself. He wanted so badly to scream, but his sounds would only alert Dante or, even worse, Vergil. Tears had streamed down his black cheeks as the tentacles started intensifying their thrusts, making his white eyes widen and bulge out with pain and swelling inside his stomach and on the tip of his dick. 

“MMMPPH MMPH STMMPH!!!” He whimpers loudly, his voice almost being blocked out by the intruding tendril in his mouth. The sounds of squelching and moaning were now filling the air as Rotary feels Jokatgulm lift him into the air to get a better view on what she was doing. A sly smirk crosses her dark face as she forcefully pleasures the young shadow demon, his entire body trembling each time he feels that invasive tentacle thrust in and out his stomach, a visible bulge appearing through his belly. 

He looks up and hopes for a stray Blood-goyle or maybe a Puia to come in and save him from this never ending nightmare, but even if they did, he would’ve been too scared to admit that he snuck out and tried to meet with a large demon in their respective domain. Yeah, he wasn’t going to risk getting in trouble with the hunters at this rate, so it would be best to just grit and bear it. 

Shutting his eyes closed tightly in hopes this will end sooner than ever, Rotary Dial tries his best to hold his breath and at least prevent that other tendril in his mouth from thrusting itself in and out repeatedly, but the little shadow demon couldn’t contain himself, he just had to release a few more noises. He begins to actually start crying and whining as his small prepubescent body begins to convulse even more from the friction Jokatgulm’s tentacles applied onto him, making him almost climax at the very end of it all. 

Soon after, Rotary could feel his mouth being stuffed and filled with this mystery liquid while his little red cock begins twitching and cumming roughly, almost coating his stomach
 and thighs, his own tears flowing uncontrollably down his cheeks.
“Nnnh… aahh… NNNH!!!” He shouts out painfully, thrashing around as best as he could, his little wings fluttering and kicking out against the surface of the water. Jokatgulm kept stroking him as she watched his movements intently, watching closely as his little stomach is bulging out from the tentacle’s rough stimulation. 

The night dragged on for as long as Rotary could remember, but he soon starts to think about how much regret he feels. He knew he shouldn’t have snuck out to meet with this giant demoness. He silently cursed himself for disobeying Dante and going out to this location, only for his mind to be blurred out and replaced with something else. It was something more… more lewd; he began to think about wanting to pleasure Jokatgulm his own way, while also doing the same for the other demons in the facility. His tail started to wag as he blushes more intently and his screams are replaced with pleasurable moans. He can’t help the smile from growing on his face.

Taking notice of his satisfied expression, Jokatgulm decides to soften her pace, taking great care of his small adolescent body. As she finished thrusting into Rotary Dial’s mouth with one of her tentacles, she moves on to penetrating him with two, and then another tentacle that slipped into his anus, which made him giggle loudly with glee. Jokatgulm couldn’t help but giggle along with Rotary as he kept moaning and writhing around in a fit of euphoria, a feeling he hadn’t experienced for years. 

Biting his lip, Rotary begins to moan softly and mews at the water demoness, his hands getting a better grasp at the skin of the tendrils. 

“A-Aaah…~” he moans out loudly. “M-More…~” 

Soon enough, Rotary Dial feels himself orgasming onto his stomach, his red cock twitching rapidly and spewing more gallons onto him, almost reaching to the tip of his chin. Jokatgulm slows down her tentacles’ thrusting and gently lowers the young shadow demon down. Rubbing against his inky body and stroking his tummy, she pats him on the head with a tendril and rubs his cheek. Meanwhile, all Rotary Dial could do was tremble and struggle to stand up, his legs quivering. He looks up with lust in his eyes and smiles at Jokatgulm, his eyes almost closing and his body shutting down. 

Rotary begins to slowly bend down and place himself on all fours, his tail twitching and shaking as a result of the rough stimulation applied to his body. 

“T-That was f-fun…” Rotary tells Jokatgulm as he slowly and gently lets himself down on the watery ground and curls up in the dead of night, his entire body still so bare and stripped. 

EPILOGUE: 

Rotary Dial is woken up to the soft air breezing against his black inky body and the sudden dull morning sun. He turns his head to look over and examine his surroundings, being met with the sights of the window curtains softly billowing in the wind and the fan blowing air everywhere it pointed. He gets up and scratches the back of his head, wondering who or what brought him here… If only he knew. Silently praying, he starts to worry and hopes that it wasn’t either Dante, Vergil, Lady, or hell, even Trish that brought him here. God, it would be terrible for that to happen, more so, what would happen when they found out HOW he got into this mess!! 

It’s a scary thought, indeed. It’s a horrible realization, a devastating—

“Oh yay! You’re awake and alive!” 

That voice soon relieved Rotary Dial as he turned his head to see the much familiar sight of his Blood-goyle friend, Cassidy, in all her lovely glory, standing alongside Noodle, Parfait, and Molt. Rotary’s lips form a smile as he sees them, his white eyes shining happily. 

“H-Hey, guys!” He says as he raises himself up, “what a wonder you have me here…”

“Parfait here was just coming back from her usual nightly magic practices when she saw your convulsing body on the ground in Jokatgulm’s domain,” Cassidy explains. “She couldn’t help but feel bad about your situation, but she also wondered why your clothes were gone…”

Parfait nodded in response, the young Blood Goat crossing her arms. “Whatever happened between you and that demoness, it must’ve been wild.” 

Rotary Dial looks down at his own scrawny body and blushes in embarrassment, nervously chuckling as a result.

“Yeeeeah, it is like that, hehe…”

Cassidy flutters over and lands down beside her friend, placing her head down on Rotary’s leg.

“And, uhh, not to rain on your parade, but…” 

Cassidy looks a tad bit remorseful and terrified. 

“Dante is, well, not happy about it… b-but Vergil took it seriously…” 

Rotary’s eyes widen as he soon hears those names, his body tensing up and freezing. 

“O-Oh no…” Rotary whimpers softly. He looks down regretfully and sighs deeply, knowing that the events that unfolded last night were going to be the last thing he would ever do in his life, considering how strict Vergil can be. 

“…H-He’ll forgive me though, right?” He asked. 

Cassidy, Noodle, and Parfait all just shook their heads. “No, he’s actually very livid. More than livid, actually. He’s the most angriest than ever…”

“Oh.”

The young inky Demon sighs, his mind now wandering into worst territories. He knows he shouldn’t piss off the sons of Sparda, but then again, doing literally anything would still anger them, considering he’s a demon. He looks up at his friends and sighs. 

“B-But don’t look sad just yet!” Noodle steps in, “their punishment for you won’t be as bad as what happened with Berlin, but hopefully they’ll be more understanding about your decis—“ 

The door to the infirmary soon gets blasted open with a powerful thrust of Yamato, causing all the other demons to turn their heads towards the direction of the noise. The colors on their bodies soon disappear into a ghostly white as they realized that Vergil had entered, his expression… quite unsettling, showing that he’s visibly pissed without saying he’s pissed. 

Rotary Dial gulped a knot down his throat, preparing for the incoming punishment to ensue.