Matty absentmindedly played with the spiked collar wrapped tightly around his neck. The cold metal would typically send a chill down his back if it weren’t for how hot the rest of the room was. The metal chain that ran from the small loop on the front of the collar hung coiled tightly around the bed’s frame, chaining him to it. He could move around a bit, but mostly just around the bed itself.

His master had left him long ago disappearing into the shadows. He had come back every so often in order to pump a fresh load into Matty’s eager body before disappearing again. Matty didn’t know where he went off to, and he still didn’t know what his name was, but he did know he loved his master with all of his being.

Some part of him deep down knew that he didn’t. He knew that it was the control of the game. But every time he felt those thoughts starting to take over, the fear and the discomfort he felt with his situation, he was forced to remember to Accept His Servitude and felt the blissful pleasure wash over him once more.

He became vaguely aware of time, but it felt wrong here, distorted. It seemed as though he had been here for days, and yet, he never felt hungry, never felt tired, never even needed to use the bathroom. He worried something was changing in him. Each heaping load of cum pumped into him seemed to just disappear into his body. Even now as he lay on the bed stroking his full stomach, the large load his master had deposited not long ago still sitting inside him, making him look a few months pregnant, he knew it would disappear shortly and before long his master would come deposit another load into either his eager mouth or gaping ass.

His hand absentmindedly went down to his dick. His fingers wrapped around it, gently stroking it to the thought of his ass being filled. His cock hardened slightly, arousal flooding into him. He moved his hand up and down, eyes closing as he remembered the way Master pulled on his chain tugging him down on his cock. He could feel it filling him full with each bounce down Matty made on his lap. He could feel each twitch of his cock as the cum shot up inside of him.

Embrace Your Servitude.

Matty whispered the words as they echoed in his mind. His free hand could feel the dice in it. He threw it across the room. The game didn’t matter, only pleasure mattered. It didn’t even matter what happened to him from it as long as he could keep feeling good.

He stroked his cock faster, feeling it grow larger in his hand. It stood proudly now almost a foot long, the head flattening slightly. His skin burned, he could feel the heat threatening to burst from within him and let out a deep breath. His blood boiled and muscles singed under the heat, it was like being cooked from the inside out. Smoke curled out of his mouth drifting up into the air.

“Chained up and captive let yourself be, feel the demon inside you start to break free.”

Everything felt so good to Matty. He could feel the pain in his head, pushing outward like two sharp points as they pushed out of the base of his skull. Two small horns that stretched pointing upward. The pleasure as they burst free into the warm air felt amazing. It was as if all of the thoughts weighing on his mind began to push away.

Matty’s other hand snaked down past his hard cock, pushing aside his rapidly swelling balls. He felt the dice beneath his fingers and flicked it away in order to reach his ass. His fingers, the nails on them felt longer now, trailed over the opening. The sensation felt amazing. He moaned breathing heavily as he circled the edge.

”Internal desires bubble up like a stew, let these newfound sensations start to overwhelm you.”

Embrace Your Desire.

That was new. Matty knew that but he didn’t care. Why were the words in his head saying something new, especially something that sounded so delightful. He mouthed the words letting them dance over his lips as they repeated in his head like a mantra. He stroked his cock faster, the ring growing at the base swelling up larger. His tongue snaked out of his mouth, splitting as it did to lick at his lips. Small flames danced on the corners of his mouth not burning but eagerly and excitedly flickering around.

He could feel the cum in his stomach start to be dissolved, absorbing into him. He felt his ass swell, growing larger. His chest once muscled and rippled seem to pulse outward. He could feel his cock twitch and tremble as a warm heat engulfed it.

He opened his eyes and looked down. There between his legs was the most beautiful girl. Her skin was deep purple and shone in the firelight. From the top of her head sprouted two deep horns that curled around the side of her head like buns. Her lips curled upward into a smirk that showed off the rows of jagged sharpened teeth. From behind her, a forked tail flicked back and forth. She had the predatory intent of a cat as the tip of his now horse shaped dick slipped inside of her pussy. He could see how it swelled, puffed up around his cock.

“Embrace Your Desire.” His mistress whispered from above him.

Matty nodded and felt his hands rise to her hips. She quickly slapped them away and grabbed the chain. In one swift move she wrapped it around his wrists before pulling it tight. His hands were pulled down towards his neck, trapped against the spikes of his collar. He whimpered trying to buck his hips.

“Shh. Let me remake you.” She dropped to her knees, immediately taking all of his cock inside of her in one swift move. Matty hissed in pleasure, eyes rolling back into his head.

“Embrace Your Desire.”

Matty whined and nodded, his hand tossing the dice away again. Whatever the game wanted from him, he didn’t care. He just needed to Embrace Her Pleasure.

”Brand new sensations are yours to take, give your your chains and your body she’ll break.”

Matty shook his head. No he was supposed to Embrace His Pleasure. He nodded. That felt correct. There was no reason to think of Her Pleasure. It wasn’t Hers. It was His Pleasure. But then why did the words Her Pleasure feel so delightful for him to think and feel.

The demon cupped his face with one hand, the other tugging tightly at his collar. “Look at me.” It wasn’t a command but a demand of him asked with all politeness of a request.

Matty opened his eyes, everything seemed darker, cloaked in a veil of shadows. He tried to swim through it to look up at her but only found himself being pulled back down. “I can’t….” He whined feeling as though he was drowning. Everything felt so heavy and hard for him. It was as if he was struggling to just be himself.

“Find me!” Her voice acted like a beacon parting the waves of his desire. He swam climbing up towards the surface and there breaking free from the waves he saw her. She was even more magnificent than he remembered. Long red hair flowed down off of her shoulders. Her breasts heaved with each breath. She rocked her hips riding him deeper and deeper. Each movement felt as if she was pulling his dick right off of his body.

Embrace Her Pleasure.

The words weren’t a command, they were a suggestion. Matty looked up into her eyes and could see the lust filling her. He could see how each subtle move of her hips caused the edge of her mouth to twitch. Her tongue flicking out to lick her lips just to keep them from drying out as the small purple flames danced burning any moisture away. The way her eyebrows raised as she slid downward, her hands bucking back and forth with each move, pulling and pushing at her breasts.

Matty wondered what it must feel like for her. If she felt anywhere near as good as it did for him. It must’ve felt better. He wanted to feel that. Wanted to know how it could feel so good.

Embrace Her Pleasure.

Mattie gasped as the last of the cum dissipated, her breasts now full and plump. She could feel her own tail flicking back and forth beneath her in pleasure. Her face softened as she came. She felt her cock snap, slipping off of her immediately as her insides gushed out of her first female orgasm. Some part of Mattie knew what was happening, could feel the demon above her smiling and whispering soft words into her ear.

Mattie could feel her once hard cock slapping against her stomach as the demon grinned nipping at her breasts. She could feel the forked tongue wrap around her nipple teasing it. Was this what it felt like for women? She wondered. 

She looked up at the demon, her smile tender and cruel at the same time. She held a dice in her hand and gently placed it between Mattie’s lips. Mattie smiled and turned her head to the side, spitting it out onto the bed.

”Feel your mistress embrace you tight, submission to others feels so right.”

“Good girl. Embrace Your Submission.” Mattie felt the power of those words rush into them. It was as if everything changed in a moment. She felt the chains around her neck disappear as even stronger invisible chains wrapped around her mind. They bound her wrists and legs, coiled around her waist, wrapped around each breast and her needy clit. She felt them tangle all of her nerves, smother all of her thoughts, bury every bit of resistance away.

She felt the invisible chains pull at her will tying it down tightly. Even as Mattie tried to cling to it she felt it ripped from her body, her arms and legs pried back with force as her last shreds of dominance were ripped out from her body. Mattie could feel the surge of submission flow into her, arms going limp, legs dropping down towards the floor as the chains tightened holding her up from falling over. She could feel the chains pulling her, guiding her towards the correct decisions, ones others told her. She could feel different hands holding the chains, pulling her body in whatever direction they wanted. It felt so good to her.

“I am yours mistress.” Mattie whimpered as the last of the changes took hold.

Her mistress pulled her up turning her towards the foot of the bed. She gripped Mattie’s hair forcing her to look into it before positioning her on her knees. Her mistress leaned in towards her ear nibbling on it. “Look at yourself. Become lost in your visage.”

Mattie looked over the girl in the mirror. Gone was the once strong man and in his place knelt a soft delicate girl. Her stomach had plumped out a bit a soft cushion where once the beginnings of a pair of abs sat. Her hips had swelled outward, a large juicy ass stretching out beyond her thick thighs. Her breasts were massive, huge dangling orbs each as big as a watermelon. And her face, was so soft. Mattie felt the chains release her wrist as she gently stroked over her chubby cheeks.

But this wasn’t a human girl. From the top of her head sprouted two small horns that curled inward to form a small heart shape. Her skin was now bright pink with a soft purple gradient that ran down her legs. From behind her a small tail waved back and forth. Her nails were long black shapes that looked almost claw like. 

And there between her legs sat a brand new juicy pussy. Her lips were swollen, plump, and dripping. Mattie’s eyes fixed to it tightly unable to look away.

“You may touch yourself for me.”

Mattie wasted no time in obeying her mistress’s orders. Her right hand immediately slid down her stomach, fingertips stroking over her needy folds. She shook, eyes flying closed immediately.

A harsh pull on her hair snapped her eyes open to look in the mirror once more. “Watch yourself. See what a good girl you make.” Mistress snarled in her ear. She bit it roughly tugging on it with her teeth.

Mattie whimpered nodding. She slipped two fingers inside of herself, noticing how tight she was. Her face twisted in a bit of pain as she slowly removed her fingers instead resigning herself to just stroking the exterior.

“You do not get to touch yourself inside. That is reserved for me.” Mattie could feel her once hard cock twitch on her back. Mistress had taken it for herself. After all it was better suited for her than on a stupid little girl like Mattie.

“I Embrace My Submission Mistress.” Mattie whimpered nodding softly.

“Good girl. You belong to me don’t you.” 

It wasn’t a question. It was a reminder. Mattie nodded and leaned forward placing her head onto the bed, eyes fixed tightly to the mirror. She arched her back letting her ass stick up into the air as she stroked her pussy. “I do mistress. Please make me watch you claim me.”

The demon nodded and rose up onto her knees. Mattie could see her position the head of the cock at her entrance. Her fingers spread her lips apart stretching her out. She could feel the head of the cock press against her forcing her lips open wider. She reached back gripping the cock helping to steady it in place. The two of them keeping it ready for the inevitable push.

The demon pushed forward, the head of her cock forcing its way inside the new pussy claiming it as hers. Mattie could feel the pain and watched their face contort. It only caused them to grow more excited, their body shivering with need.

The demon grunted and began to work their hips. They shifted, one leg rising up to their side to give them more leverage. Each thrust felt agonizing for Mattie. She could feel the massive horsecock push her wider with each thrust. She knew she wasn’t made for something this big. If only mistress would’ve used her loose asshole, but that’s why she wasn’t, it wasn’t hers. Some part of Mattie could remember a master who her ass belonged to. She could feel the pull of them as well and knew that at some point they’d return to have her to. She wondered if ever both her master and mistress would both take her. In the mirror she watched her eyes cross at the thought. Nothing but being filled in both holes at once could excite her more. Unless there was a third cock she could pleasure with her mouth.

Mattie felt the drool pooling beneath her chin and shook as the orgasm rushed through her. She watched her eyebrows fly up, eyelids opening wide as her body shook with silent screams. She looked so beautiful.

“I’m just getting started so you better not give out on me.” The demon ordered forcing the first ring into Mattie’s greedy pussy.

“Never mistress.” Mattie said smiling and reached back fondling her mistress’s heavy balls. She couldn’t wait to feel them twitch and empty inside of her. Maybe if she was lucky she could clean her juices off of mistress’s cock afterwards. She’d do anything if mistress asked it. Or master. She’d do anything for anyone who asked it of her. After all Mattie was such a good plaything. She was so eager to serve. So eager to obey. So willing to submit. After all, only one thing mattered to Mattie anymore. Embracing Her Submission.

Ry knelt there on the floor, face pressed into the wooden boards, inches from the board staring at the face up five on the dice and the words in the middle.

“From deep within emerges a voice, it calls to you in need of a host. Give your body and you’ll feel nice, give it your mind is what it wants most.”

As soon as it appeared a black ooze lurched out of the space and attacked Ry. It crawled across their clothes and skin quickly spreading over it like liquid latex. Everywhere it touched it seemed to burn, not painfully, but more as if it was melting away dirt and clothes so it could grab onto the bare skin. It gripped at their flesh, tugging, pulling, fusing to it. Everywhere it touched felt like a thousand rough kisses.

It kept crawling across Ry’s skin slowly pushing away everything. When it reached their cargo shorts it instead of crawling over opted for slipping under. It dipped down beneath the waistband slowly popping the snap button and sliding the zipper down. Ry tried to look but felt it grip their hair, pulling their head back upright.

They gasped and the ooze quickly climbed its way up their neck slipping around their open mouth and inside. Ry could feel it start to grow sliding down their throat filling it with the substance. 

They realized that they couldn't breathe and started to choke, coughing on the substance. Their vision began to darken and dim. No that was whatever this was crawling up over their eyes and face, sealing them in darkness. They wanted to scream but it only caused them to start to black out faster.

Reeeeelllllaaaaaxxxx…….

‘Huh. Who’s there?’

Just ussssss. We are one aren’t we Ryyyyy?

Ry looked around the darkness confused. Then from beneath the shadows stood themselves, except, they looked different. Their body was coated in a deep shiny latex that seemed to shimmer and ripple. It covered every inch of them from their neck to their feet, tendrils of it stretched up towards the edge of their mouth and out from their eyes.

‘Is this some sort of symbiotic thing. I’ve seen superhero things.’

Yesssss. We knowwww. Let us become one Ryyyyy. Let ussss make ourselves feel goooooodddd.

Ry opened their eyes and gasped. They could feel the suit wrapped around their body start to part from their head. They knew what was coming they could feel the suit, a part of themselves now start to extend itself. Tendrils snaked off where a tail would be. They could feel the latex start to part from their ass and pussy leaving them open to the air. They watched the tentacles start to stretch wider, shaping slowly into large cock tipped tendrils. Each one lined themselves up with a hole.

Ry could feel the suit lower their arms, slowly pressing them down, face an inch from the board staring up at the dice on it as it slowly disappeared.

The first tentacle slowly bent and twisted pushing itself into Ry’s ass. They knew it would be fine, after all, their whole body was the suit and the suit was their body. They could take as much as they wanted. The suit pulled their bubbly butt outward stretching the already stuffed hole wider so that the tentacle could work itself inside.

The other tentacle wasted no time in quickly rubbing itself against Ry’s swollen and quickly hardening clit. It trailed down over their slick opening slowly stuffing the head into the needy hole.

Ry gasped, the pleasure of both penetrating themselves and being penetrated overwhelming. Not only that, but they felt the feeling of each twice over. It was as if being fucked four times over. Their mind could hardly comprehend it.

The suit knew that and had already planned as much. From the base of their neck a tendril reached up and gripped the back of their head. There at the base of the skull an opening began to appear. The tentacle wasted no time at forcing itself into it. The opening was so tight that even with all its power it wasn’t able to penetrate it without Ry’s help.

Ry, lost in the bliss, gave in willingly, letting the new pussy built into the back of their head get pushed into by the tentacle. Ry could feel the tentacle push into their brain, a deep thrust that immediately coated their mind in the thick goo, the only place it had not been able to reach prior. Ry immediately felt themselves become washed under waves of pleasure provided by the sticky surface. Each thrust of the tentacle into their head replacing more and more of their thoughts with sticky mindless bliss.

Their mouth opened, black drool leaking out of it. They could feel their brain being melted into a puddle and couldn’t care less. The pleasure of being filled fully was overwhelming. Each thought became a jumbled mess of cock and cumming. Each thought becoming less and less intelligible and more just a series of sounds.

They felt themselves cum. It started in their ass, a large ballooning mass of sticky white cum that quickly filled their stomach causing them to bloat. Their pussy followed next, so much cum that the force pushed on their stomach forcing cum back out of their ass forcing the tentacle back out.

Lastly their brain. They felt the cum explode inside turning everything into a white hot mess of pleasure. They could feel it leaking out of their ears, dripping down the back of their neck and onto the floor. 

Ry giggled as the suit began to cover them back up, trapping all the remaining cum back inside as it forced plugs into every hole. Ry could feel the suit picking them up off the floor and into a sitting position, but none of that mattered. They were so lost in the cum sloshing around inside of their body that they didn’t even notice as a tentacle emerging from the palm of their hand, picked the dice up from their open hand, and tossed it up into the air.