"Can you turn that off? I'm trying to finish our homework."
I was lying on my bed with my laptop on my stomach while Izabel worked at a report due the next morning. Without any resistance I shut off my favourite industrial metal band.
Oh, really? She won't let us listen to our music, either?
"I want her to get that report done soon," I whispered. "Then we can have some fun."
To hell with waiting. Who's in charge here, anyway? We've only 'had fun' with Izabel all week. Let's try someone else.
"Shut up Demon. I like her."
The demon took up a mocking, nasal tone:
Shut up Demon, I like her!
"Oh, fuck off!"
No Mandi. I'm not satisfied at all.
"Don't care."
I think it's time you were reminded which one of us is boss.
"Well considering you're just an annoying voice in my head, I'd say I am."
Nonsense. You know I have control over you. That I made you. I could have given you three foot dick nipples, I could have turned you into a walking dildo, I could even have removed your mind! Instead I made you amazing. And this disobedience is the thanks I get?
You're about to learn the true dynamic of our relationship.
"The fuck are you..."
I let go of my laptop, and it slid off of my tummy onto the bed. I was suddenly extremely nauseous, and getting dizzy. My eyelids became heavy, and reality began to fade. As my vision turned to black I slumped back onto my bedsheets and was lulled off into a thick slumber.
***
Gradually I began to hear something... something wet, like cold leftover chow mein being lifted and dropped back into a bowl. As I regained awareness of my body it slowly occurred to me that I was no longer lying down: my arms were being held raised, and something was wrapped tight around each of my legs. Whatever it was that had this hold on me was keeping me suspended in the air. Feeling sudden panic I struggled, wanting to feel the ground beneath my feet.
I heard the Demon's laughter, though this time it wasn't in my head. It was all around me, reverberating with a strange, cavernous ambience. "Ugh, fuck off Demon! What is this? Why can't I see anything?" My voice was miniscule in comparison to its bassy rumbling.
"This is your punishment, Mandi. You're about to learn a lesson in obedience."
"Ugh...!" As I continued to struggle blurry images began to form before my eyes. I was naked in some dark cylindrical place, a pit, which was grotesquely lit by diffuse bluish light. The wall surrounding me was moving, in a way I didn't yet understand. Around my arms and legs some sort of shiny bluish grey ropes were wrapped and holding me in the air. "Where are we?"
"We are within the darkest recesses of our hearts, a place were reality has folded in on itself to create macabre visions of lurid depravity. This is a world for only you and I, a place where I am lord and you are my plaything."
"Like hell I am!" I struggled harder, but the ropes were strong. With a wet sound they moved, wriggling further up my legs and pulling them apart, putting me into a shameful spread eagled position. My flaccid shaft fell down to hang swaying beneath me. I realized then what they were... those things, wrapped around my arms and legs, were huge tentacles. They glistened with slippery wetness, and were incredibly strong. "Oh fuck no!"
As I continued to struggle it dawned on me why it seemed the walls were moving: They were covered with more tentacles. That sticky, slippery noise all around me was them shifting against each other.
Everything was tentacles
!
The terror was beginning to set in as two more tentacles sprung into movement, rising up towards my hanging body like threatened cobras. They were tipped with round cup-like openings. I'd seen enough strange anime to know what that meant.
Shloop, shloop...
Two of them fastened themselves over my breasts. I could feel suction against my nipples, like a pair of strange circular mouths. It was creepy and gross but it felt nice. Those suckers knew just how to work my big tits, creating feelings I could have never felt with my old flat chest. I began to feel a whisper of desire, and the sensation of my cock beginning to harden.
"Would you stop struggling already Mandi? There's no point - you could never overcome my power."
I was getting lost in how good it felt when, inevitably, I felt tentacles elsewhere. "Ahhh... ah, no, not that!" There was a wet tickle that was lifting my heavy demon-gifted sac to approach my pussy. Even worse, I felt another of the same caressing the crease of my ass. I struggled harder and clenched my eyes shut, wishing for a miracle to release me from the evil grasp of my demon.
It didn't hurt at first - those tentacles were tapered to a point, but they steeply widened from there, and as they slid into both my openings I was quickly forced to adapt to their increasing girth. At that moment I was glad for the disgusting slime that coated those alien appendages; without it I'd have probably been torn open! Never before had I felt such hugeness, in either of those places. "Fucking... ughhh!" I'd been utterly filled.
With gross, wet sounds they began to move, scissoring against each other within me. At my violation I groaned my anger and disgust, but there was a husky undertone to the sound I'd produced. I liked them, even more than the pair that continued to work my tits. They weren't sexy, but every internal facet of my female anatomy was being squeezed and rubbed by my slithering invaders, producing in me a sensation of complete womanly gratification like nothing I'd known before. I was soon a moaning mess. I could feel my cock had gotten stiff and heavy.
"Gahh, god dammit!" I opened my eyes again and looked down at myself. The tentacle-suckers on my breasts were attached so hard that the adjacent flesh was blanched white. They were throbbing with each suctioning pulse, pulling pleasure from my beauties in tingling waves. Further down I could see my normally flat belly distorting from the movements of my thick intruders like a pair of pythons in a bag. South of that, my cock had reached its full foot and a half of hardness.
"Yes, give in Mandi. Let it happen... We're finally having fun again!"
If I'd known when I welcomed the demon into my life that that enormous monster of a cock was going to become part of my body, I'd have never even touched the book of spells that created our unholy union. I'd have turned and ran from it, never looking back. Yet that unwanted surprise had soon become the centre of my world. I'd become proud of the power and gratification it gave me. As I looked down at it it throbbed with hungry energy, and I felt the burning need to please it. Given the option I'd have started stroking it, or even better guided its tip up to its welcome home within my mouth, but in the bondage of those disgusting tentacles that was impossible.
"I gave you the power to use it Mandi, whenever you like, and on whomever you like. And it's given you such pleasure... until now. You want to play with it, don't you?"
