"I wonder....if your God can stop.....me from filling you to the brim...with my seed? Well, little duckling, I....suppose we're about....to find out then....because I'm nearly there already.....and remember....I gave you a way....to stop this...and your pride made you refuse.....or did you...really want to feel me erupt inside you?"

*The demon's hips began to buck faster into her, the length of his shaft coming almost all the way out before pushing in to the hilt in her clenching folds. The tentacle in her ass began to wriggle madly, still pistoning in time with his demonic member. The Anne/Hanaji face dropped to one of the girl's breasts, taking the nipple in its mouth and suckling, flicking the ring with its tongue gently. The monster began to groan quietly with each thrust, his grip on her hips becoming tighter as he pulled her nubile body down to meet his pelvis.*

"And I know about......desires very well...little duckling...in sense....desire is the reason I exist....and as for where I.....belong, I'm already....right where I need....to be....mmmmm.....and such a fine....place to be it is..."

How had I become so wet….so slick on me insides, aiding the hideous creature before me in his quest to use me body for his own unholy pleasure. Wuz it gods way of protecting me from harm? Wuz the miracle that I could enjoy this…is that what god wuz a trying to tell me. That no matter what the horror delivered unto me by the denizens of hell, I would be able to show them it mattered not. That I….wuz above it with me lord…that perhaps I reckon, that I could show them this manifestation of love an not be troubled by it. Is that not what the priest had meant. Would it not drive this creature crazy to accept those thrusts an meet them with kindness. TO turn the other cheek…is that not what god had commanded…..to give the shirt of ones back, an in perhaps this case, to give them whatever they wanted?

“Ummmmm” the hands soft an feminine felt good upon me breasts. The lips of me love circling the hard point, pulling upon it as she suckles me. A warm wet tongue so in contrast with the cold water that splashes o’er me an numbs me skin. How can I know what is real…what is fake…a dream….me own nightmare of hell. Shall I give in to the warm tongues, the hot fingers…the pulsing twitching hardness tween me legs that plumbs me depths. Honey soaked words that drip with sweetness an plays with me mind. Down is up…an up is down. A roller coaster of emotions, jus a moment ago the wall grew thicker…an now it starts to crack, the fissures cross its surface growing, growing larger with each thrust into me…filling me…a song…..a song forms upon me lips while the music begins in me heart an bubbles outwards….

“Ohhhhh,,…..ahhhhh…..ohhhh loorrddd…..ohhhhhhh” singing up to heaven. The drum beat of me heart forming the beat, the hard deep thrusts the tempo….. Fingers strum me strings. Counterpoint to the beat. Twisting an gyrating me body comes alive, so so alive. I am the instrument, an what wonderful music I can sing unto the heavens in thanks, the wall crashing over me in the shear sweetness of the moment. Me insides clench hard, me legs harder round him, even me arms lift my body as back arches….

Lips trembles an then me voice rings out in the room….thundering outwards towards the heaven in a long undulating scream of joy…..

*Excellent! She couldn't control her body enough... The demon thrust deeply into her as she sang her climax to the pipes of the ceiling, the tentacle in her ass burying itself as well. Akki held her bucking hips against his own tightly, keeping her clenching cunt tight around his throbbing member as his own orgasm took hold, her loud moan and clenching body the last straw.*

"Aaaahhhhh......yessssss.....accept my offering....deep into the temple of.....your body....."

*Semen flooded from his cock, filling her vagina and womb to capacity and still pouring more into her, the excess gushing from the joining of their bodies to splash into the water below, causing it to become cloudy and gray. The tentacle in her rear erupted as well, filling her other hole with even more demonic cum. The demon's orgasm continued for a long moment, the pulsing of his member lengthening the girl's release as well, pushing her to new heights of ecstasy as he groaned into her breasts. As she began to come down from the high, he pulled gently on the energy filling her in the wake of her orgasm, draining a little of the power to feed himself, leaving her with the guilty afterglow of their union. He left his cock and the tentacle in her rear where they were, keeping the majority of the seed her body could hold trapped inside of her, her stomach slightly distended from the volume within her.*

"Mmmm.......that was exquisite little duckling....you took a lot of my seed within you....can you feel it oozing out of you....dripping into the water below?"

Feeling the hand of god upon me shoulder…such joy, such inner piece as me body fell o’er the edge an vibrated round the thick shaft I held within me like a new life. One…one, we had become one. Perhaps I could still save this creature of despair and hatred….so much love…so much joy, so much so it brings a tear to me eye, impossible to see for all the water running down me face an body.

I open me eyes, the joy wearing off enough to see the hideious shape before me. No angel…rather naught but a demon, evil an gloating with a smug grin upon his learing face at his accomplishment. That is what truly stood before me….worshiping at the defiled temple of me body that hung oozing his seed down me legs to drip upon the pool of water below.

A sudden chill sweeps me body, cold as the water that splashes from above. Me tummy feels bloated, pressed form the insides, insides still filled by his fire hose. An more…so much more. Already me body works to reject the seed of this foul beast…pushing it downwards round his member, probably making it even more enjoyable for him. I care not…only that I can be cleansed of all of them…all of it no matter the joy I have felt. Perhaps that is how evil starts…starts by giving us joy an then turning it on us. So much confusion…not knowing what way to go…what to do…

“happy….the keep yur word. Let me go…an be with me now more….you…you won.” Hanging me head in shame, be body limp in his embrace as the last tremers still stir deep within me. Me gut flip flopping a great beast, forgotten till now stretching to wakefulness. Perhaps that scares me even more than the demon on the outside…it is the one on the inside I should fear.

*Good...broken and defeated. Filled with my seed.....such a pleasant diversion this little duckling has been.... Akki slowly pulled his prick out of the girl, semen pouring out of her as her stomach clenched. The tentacle in her ass withdrew, vanishing back into the demon as more cum oozed out of her rear.*

"Ahhh.....certainly little duckling....I'm quite through with you...for now. And to make sure we can have another pleasant encounter in the future...."

*The demon released the girl to hang by her arms from the tongues around her wrists. One clawed hand went to his chest, pulling a large piece of muscle from it, spraying foul green ichor on the girl's chest and face, quickly washed away by the cold shower of water. He grabbed her chin in one hand, pulling her face to his own. He kissed her in a sign of passion and dominance, claiming her mouth as his own, biting down on her lip hard enough to draw blood. Smirking as he released her face, he spat the blood on the chuck of meat in his hand, closing his fist around it tightly.*

"Of my flesh born, by your blood bound, to steal from you both sight and sound. To deafen ear, and blind the eye, memory into nightmares fly."

*The fist released steam with a hellish hissing sound. When he opened his hand, a Barbie sized doll lie in his palm, a near exact image of the girl hanging in front of him, small points of gold glittering from it's tiny breasts. Now she'll only remember this as a bad dream....until I choose to let her remember.*

Warm water incessantly beat down upon me naked body as it lay upon the hard smooth ground. Somewhere in the back of me head I had that feeling of a being watched. Eyes out there somewhere in the world, watching. Looking ‘bout the white expanse of tile that wuz the gym shower I saw nothing…but knew….knew inside I’d overdone me workout or some such till me hand brushed the object at me back.

Fingers gathering round the small object, clutching it as I brought it to me face an stared, amazed at the detail…amazed at the mini reflection as if I looked into a mirror. A mane of red hair, now wet….flowing cross the barbi sized doll. Eyes like two emeralds regarding me….the curves of her body so familiar…an there…there ’bout her neck sat the black color with it’s diamond studs. Lower down, me eyes traveling to the point no barbi doll every copied, the rose collared nubs…each with a glint of gold...an lower still across the smooth mound to the last glint of gold on what looked to be a very anatomically correct lil doll. A chill went cross me skin… someone had gone to great expense to create this doll…a doll jus like me.

Inching me way from the showers feeling a bit like a mouse that some cat is about to jump….somehow that cat becoming hanaji…an the jump not so life threatening. Fear I suppose can do strange things to me mind. An this fear didn’t seem so rational cept for this nagging feeling that this doll wuz something more. Looking at it once again an jumping…to doll falling form me grasp to land upon the bench seat. A doll clasp in a long black oriental looking dress….an thar wound a dragon upon the black cloth, yellow an bold, its tail round the hem…its body going up one side of the doll, arms an claws on each side of the dolls bust, its head resting on a shoulder. With but one finger I tentatively touched the cloth, finding it like silk upon me finger….

Leaving the strange doll upon the bench an opening me locker I felt me breath catch in me throat….someone wuz playing games….an It ain’t funny. The black dress hung like a thing outta some dream…like the one on the doll. I swear the dragon winked at me…sending me scampering backwards ‘gainst the opposite wall of lockers. With me heart pounding in me chest I blew a long breath of air out, trying me hardest to relax a bit. Too many strange things were a happening. Yet, I could feel it call to me…feel the collar bout me neck pulse, a familiar rush of pleasure….lord knows Hanaji wuz a getting a work out this evening. Reaching forwards an a touching the silky surface…a surface I knew somehow would be exactly like the one on the doll.

Black silk caressed me bare skin an drew forth the hunger raging like a fire unchecked within me. The high heals clicking gainst the concrete sidewalk in the still of the night air. Ringing out the beat of a song…a song of dark desires an lust. With a dark hunger gnawing in me gut, the dress getting shorter with each step I took back the dorm, on both me an the doll stuffed in me gym bag, I jus ‘bout ran to me love. The beast wuz back.