CYOA - Take Nyte up on the Offer

The allure of the catfolk was too much for you to resist and you follow Nyte into the tent, watching as he pulled off his clothing while you did the same.  You didn't realize up until that point how horny you were and with the lithe male in front of you baring it all you find yourself licking your lips.  Nyte definitely wasn't going to be quick, your lover ready to lavish you with attention as he rubbed his hands over your scaled chest.  He mentions something about how his favorite color is blue before leaning in and licking you, causing you to shudder as he removes what little clothing you have left.

The two of you opened the leather bedroll and slid inside while you made out, your lips pressed against one another as your naked body slid against his furred one.  It had been the first time since he had use the power to manipulate the catfolk's mind, and it was clear that your influence was just as strong as ever.  You can feel both of your cocks throbbing against one another as you slide into the bedroll and loosely cover yourselves.  With you being the one with the power it didn't take much for you to slide Nyte around so that he was underneath you with your chests pressed against one another.  You can feel the Tabaxi's heart pounding in his chest as he wraps his legs wrap around you and beckons you with his eyes.

There was little need to hold back anymore, your cock sinking into the tailhole of the male beneath you as you and him both let out a moan.  You can feel the power that you had earned from the book radiating through you, growing stronger with each inch of your dragonhood that sank into the catfolk.  Your focus was so intent on the pleasure as Nyte begins to press harder against you in lust that the bedroll begins to wiggle and shift of its own accord.  When you magical senses finally pick up on the hidden demonic runes that were in the bag you can suddenly feel the material suction against you, pushing you even deeper into the tailhole beneath you as the material suddenly climbs over yours and Nyte's body.

You manage to stick your head out just far enough to avoid the initial bag sealing over you, but the rest of your body and Nyte weren't so lucky.  The outline of the catfolk could be seen moving about, but with the material getting tighter and currently impaled on you there's no escape for him.  As you can feel more tentacles forming in the corrupted bedroll one of them finds its way into you, your eyes widening as something wiggles its way between your scaled cheeks as you find yourself getting sucked back in.  As you're pulled backwards you can feel the compression getting stronger and as your snout disappears behind the final lip you can feel Nyte's body starting to merge with yours...

For unknown time the demonic cocoon writhes and undulates with the creatures trapped within, both you and Nyte being fed with untold pleasure as two bodies become one.  When the runes finally stop glowing the bag settles down for only a moment before it's ripped open, a wicked clawed hand pushing out before its joined by three others.  As the new demon's two sets of eyes blink the muscular, dark blue scaled creature flexed its heavily muscular form before letting out a loud roar.  As the demon walks away the bedroll once more repairs itself, ready for the next unlucky adventurer, or adventurers, to use it.

THE END