Trick or Treat: Chapter 9

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Awesome art by: Goat-kid   

 The night had progressed to the point that parties had long since died down and dressed up college students were finally making their way home. While the sidewalks were sparsely populated with a few of these kind of people, none other was worse for ware than Marissa.   
 
  She walked slowly and with a noticeable stumble that told of a night of heavy drinking. She was a thicker kind of girl, so it took quite a bit to get her to this state. Even more so if someone knew her history of alcohol use and partying. Normally she was someone that knew her own limits for this kind of thing, but alcohol wasn't the only substance coursing through her system.   
 
  Two lines of coke, a tab of X, and decidedly the most weed smoked at the party was currently altering her mind alongside what had to have been a half bottle of Bacardi. In all it would have been a perfect night had the two guys she was supposed to get fucked by not been too wasted to get hard. She did all she could with her mouth and hands to get them past the stage of a cooked noodle, but it was all for nothing. Now that it was getting too early in the morning, she cut her losses and decided that the small collection of anal beans and vibrators she had would be what would suffice her urges.   
 
  It truly was a miracle that she was able to find her way home. She could barely see a few yards in front of her, so how she was able to remember the route home from a house party that she had never been to before was beyond her hazy mind.   
 
  Through the front door of her apartment complex and then up two flights of stares, she was finally at her residence and a bit more sober minded from the exorcise. Marissa didn't even bother to turn on the lights of her living room or kitchen, she just kicked off her shoes and shuffled her way through the dark space.   
 
  It was only when she passed the threshold of her bedroom that something struck her as very wrong. She seemed to have remembered it being a practically cloudless night, the full moon offering quite a bit of light. The single window of her bedroom didn't have curtains and its view was unobstructed by other buildings, so why was everything pitch black?   
 
  The answer came to the mare when a set of glowing orbs suddenly appeared in the darkness and shown on her face. Marissa let out a startled yelp and backpedaled towards her door but the panel slammed shut under a mysterious force. Her back thudded against the wall and she intended to scream but there came no sound. She just stared with wide eyes and gaped mouth as a shadow cloaked figure slowly made its way towards her.   
 
  The closer it came the more details came to the terrified woman. The light from the thing's eyes seemed to brighten the room much like she had thought the moon would, and with it came the distinct figure of a muscular wolf with a set of antlers protruding from its head. It stood in front of her, clearly naked and showing off a wide, pearly-toothed grin.
 
  “Marissa,” the demon hissed and leaned forward after stopping a yard away. “You have sinned greatly this night, and your soul is tarnished. Your destiny lies in hell, eternal torment.”   
 
  “W-w-what are y-y-you?” the mare squeaked pitifully.   
 
  “I am your death, Marissa. You are not long for this world, and thus your soul must be shepherded to the other,” he replied smoothly.   
 
  “What? Why!” She cried out, tears starting to stream down her face.   
 
  “Your life of drug use and play has damaged your body beyond repair. This is your own doing,” he hissed lowly.   
 
  “I...but I can change!” she cried out. “Please, don't I get one more chance? I don't want to go to hell! I don't want to be tortured!” she pleaded, now fully crying, her mind sobering more and the full realization of her situation coming to her.   
 
  “I wouldn't be here if there was time that was left. There is maybe one hour left of your life before your body gives out,” the demon explained.   
 
  At the notion of some more time, Marissa suddenly dug in her pocket and seized her phone. She pulled it out and held it to her face. She fumbled with her thumbs to unlock it but her vision was still blurry and the numbers were difficult to read.   
 
  “That won't help you,” the demon's voice interrupted Marissa's frantic swiping and she paused to listen. “No amount of medical help will be enough. The nearest ambulance is too far out and the nearest hospital is too under staffed. You're dead, accept it with at least some dignity.”   
 
  The mare stared up at the shadow wolf, her breathing still frantic as her heart raced. The phone slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor. Her shoulders slumped and her head lulled. “So...just an hour?” she whimpered. “Is there any way I can go to heaven instead?”   
 
  Another grin spread over the demon's face and his white eyes glinted a little bit brighter. “There is, in fact,” he rumbled. At the sound of his words, the woman perked up as a sliver of hope entered her situation. Before she could ask how, he continued. “You and I are the only ones that go on the trip between here and there. There's no other oversight. So if I were to say, misstep and bring you to heaven instead of hell, no one would know,” he chuckled.   
 
  “H-how?” she asked.   
 
  “Being who I am, it's rare that I get to enjoy the more carnal pleasures of mortality. Simply put, If you allow me to partake in your body, I'll consider it payment received,” he explained with a subtle shrug of his shoulders.   
 
  Silence fell on the room then and Marissa's eyebrows nit together in confusion. Then her expression turned into anger and she glared at the demon. “Oh...this is some sick joke isn't it?” she said with grit teeth. She balled her hands into fists and stepped closer to the wolf. “You're not shit! Who the fuck are you? How the fuck did you get into my room?” She accused.   
 
  A room shuddering snarl echoed from the demon and he suddenly rushed forward in the fraction of a second. His paw lashed out and grasped Marissa by the throat and shoved her against the wall. She let out a startled yelp but her breath was cut off and she stared into the wolf's smoldering eyes with renewed terror.   
 
  “This is no joke, you stupid, mortal woman! I will not be questioned or my time wasted!” he seethed, the heat coming off his breath being like that of an open oven door. Marissa's mouth gaped and gulped, trying to take a breath. After a couple seconds of silence, he released his grip on her neck and she gasped.   
 
  A few short coughs later and some light rubbing at the spot that she had been held, Marissa slowly looked back up at the shadow cloaked wolf. “So...sex, huh?” she asked in a meek tone.   
 
  The demon huffed in lingering annoyance, but pleased to see that she had come to grasp the gravity of the situation once again. Marissa watched as the intruder stepped back towards her bed, all the while keeping his front faced to her. When the backs of his legs braced against the mattress, he flopped over and shifted his way to fully lie on the mess of blankets and pillows.   
 
  “Come here,” he said. The mare hesitated at first but remembering the demon's short temper, she started towards him. She had only gotten a foot away from her door when he demanded, “Take your clothes off.”
 
  Marissa complied quicker this time. She gripped her shirt at the bottom and lifted it over her head. She then reached behind her and undid her black bra, letting it fall to the floor when the clasp was undone, revealing a pair of double-D breasts with puffy, pierced nipples. The demon's grin appeared again at the sight of the silver studs and his tongue flicked out to run across the needle sharp teeth.   
 
  Next came her bottoms, a black skirt that flowed near the length of her knees. It was undone easily enough and slipped down her wide hips, revealing no underwear beneath as the black thong she had started the night out with had been lost sometime between doing the lines of coke and the bottle of Bacardi. The demon was pleasantly surprised by this fact and he let out an appreciative growl.   
 
  Marissa stumbled as she pulled away her thigh-high stockings, though she unintentionally came closer to the bed. By the time that she was completely naked she was bracing against the mattress and nearly coming face to face with the wolf's crotch. To her immediate surprise, the demon was already fully erect and idly rubbing the dark red surface of his girth.  It shined in the glow of the full moon as it filtered through her open window. His strong musk came to her nose and she became instantly enamored. Something about having sex with a monster was a kink that she never knew that she had.
 
  The thought of dying and that fact that there was a monster in her room seemed to completely fall from her thoughts at that point. Her hunger for getting fucked was now renewed and she became excited to climb on top, of which the wolf was clearly waiting for.   
 
  She tried to come off as sexy as possible as she moved forward on her hands and knees, each of which was positioned on either side of the demon's body. From the outside, her motions portrayed an obviously inebriated state, but the wolf didn't care. When she came up to a certain level on him, he gripped her by the hips and pulled her forward so that her backside was fully over his lap.   
 
  His length throbbed in anticipation, dripping some precum down the side as he looked over her attractive form. Her chubby physique gave way to luscious curves that were like those of a fertility goddess. She smelled strangely sweet, despite the obvious beads of sweat that matted the fur of her neck and stuck her ragged hair to her face.   
 
  The demon brushed both of his paws up her sides, eventually coming to her front and grasping both of her breasts. She let out a light moan at the touch of his fingers, of which were strangely warm and let off a vibrating sensation over whatever they crossed. When he stroked at her nipples it was like a pair of vibrating beads had been stuck to their sensitive surface and she had to bite her lip to stifle another hot exhale.   
 
  “Do you have a name?” the mare asked abruptly, causing the wolf's glowing gaze to change from her chest to her eyes.   
 
  “Malek,” he replied flatly.   
 
  “Oh...that's an interesting name,” she said back as she reached down between her thighs to take a hold of his cock. The feeling of his flesh was like that of his paws, it seemed to vibrate and pulse with heat.   
 
  “Shut up,” the demon growled irritably. Marissa averted her eyes from his as she sank her hips down and felt his member slip inside of her pussy. It was exactly like she thought it was going to feel, the most intense vibrator she had ever used.   
 
  It was an immediate shock of pleasure that rushed through her body and she squeezed down on him. A high pitched cry of ecstasy escaped her and she arched her back right away. The wolf's nails dug into her hips again and he began to push up against her while pulling her down. His member went deep and it ground against her cervix.   
 
  Marissa's hips swayed on their own, her body captivated by a force of pleasure that wrestled control away from her. Her hips rolled down to meet the wolf's halfway up and a satisfying clap resulted. She could feel his heavy balls striking her ass with every motion that they made. Her moans grew louder and her eyes steadily became unfocused as she concentrated on just the bliss she was currently experiencing.   
 
  The demon's paws once again found her breasts and he began to aggressively squeeze and grope them. His fingers pinched her pierced tits and another level of sensations was added to the fun. The mare's hands fell over the male's and she encouraged the more rough touching. He was more than happy to oblige, as his nails suddenly dug into her soft flesh and he pulled playfully.   
 
  The sway of Malek's hips began to go faster. His cock turned into a red blur of motion as he began to draw more power into the energetic motions. Precum spilled into her body at a greater rate and the heat blossomed greater through her body. Marissa's mind was clouding and she didn't care, only that she was currently getting the best dick she had ever had in her life. He was easily outpacing her many other sex toys and putting her close to orgasm faster than any man before him.   
 
  Moans from the horse came fast and easy as she let her all come to bare. Her feminine juices spilled over the wolf's lap and soaked into his dark fur. The way his tapered member ground against her G-spot had fingers of electricity tracing up the middle of her belly.   
 
  “Fuck, I'm cumming,” Marissa whispered loudly and clenched her eyes shut.   
 
  The demon let out an appreciative grunt as he felt her body tighten around his girth. Pleasure continued through his own form but things became undeniably more wet as the mare's cunt convulsed over his dick and unleashed a gush of her femme juices. She immediately doubled over and cried out as the intensity within her spiked as she was sent over the edge.   
 
  The waves of bliss continued to ebb and flow over the woman's mind and the thrusting from the demon made sure that the pleasure would never cease. She continued on in a near continuous state of climax as the pounding grew in both pace and strength. Marissa could feel the other's paws holding her tightly, his nails digging into her flesh and seeming to grow sharper rather quickly.   
 
  From below, Malek grunted and grit his teeth as she clung to his shaft in a way that made it feel like she was trying to rip it off. Seeing the contorted expression on her face, mixed with her drugged state of mind made him chuckle, as it was a bit comedic. The knot at the base of his cock swelled to an appreciative size and was now pounding at the outside of her pussy. It was begging to get lodged inside and to tie them together.   
 
  Being knotted was one of the greater pleasures that Marissa enjoyed. Feeling the rock hard bulb inside of her while she was pumped full of cum was one of the more perfect sensations that she could experience during sex. Given how well the demon was fucking her now, she couldn't imagine how good it must feel. Needless to say she was savagely eager to get it inside.   
 
  The mare set her hands on either side of the demon's shoulders and she clenched double fistfuls of her bed sheets. She began to yank at the cloth as she would push herself down on Malek's lap. The motion would come at the same time the wolf would thrust up into her. It was this conjoined effort that finally caused the apple sized knot to pop inside.   
 
  A rumbling snarl resounded from within the wolf's chest and his eyes seemed to glow brighter. The mark on his forehead shimmered as well, and then Marissa's insides became painted with his cum. It was a hot gout that had warmth spreading up through the woman's body.   
 
  Another strong orgasm struck the mare and her entire figure went into convulsions. Her big breasts bounced excitedly as she became locked to the other's lap. Her tremors forced her to grind on the member which milked more of the demon's potent seed.   
 
  It might have been the cocktail of drugs that was currently coursing through her system or the fact that she had just been fucked so good that her eyes went in opposite directions, but dying was the farthest thing from her thoughts at the moment. That was until there came a sharp pain that resonated from both of her sides.   
 
  Like ten bees had stung her at the same time, the mare sucked in a sharp breath and cried out while yanking back from the tiny points. But she didn't escape, and the pain grew from chilling to agony in a split second. She let out a scream as it felt like molten lead was being poured into her veins. The room was too dark to properly see what was going on but that didn't keep her from trying to leap off of the demon.   
 
  She unfortunately found that she was stuck where she was, not only by the knot within her but the grasp of the wolf. “Let go!” she screamed as another surge of pain raced through her mind. It was like she was being flayed and was somehow kept from blacking out. Her drunk and high state seemed to intensify the horrific situation, Malek noted to himself with a hungry grin.   
 
  His claws raked against her love handles, eventually drawing away from her body and pulling with them the smokey essence of her soul. It glowed faintly in the dark room and now that Marissa could see what was happening to her, her efforts to escape were redoubled.   
 
  Spurred on by the fear of what was happening mixed with the most excruciating pain she had ever experienced, she began to thrash and scream for help. Her voice pitched so high that it momentarily hurt the demon's ears, but it didn't much matter, as it would only last for a few more seconds.   
 
  The harder she tried to get away the more work she did for him. Every yank had her soul drawing farther from her body, like an outline that matched her chubby figure. Despite the pain growing to greater heights, her body seemed to be sapped of strength. Her cries soon died away to pitiful whimpers and deep sobs as tears ran down her eyes and streaked her mascara.   
 
  The wispy smoke clung by a few bare threads, and all it took from the wolf was one hard shove against his victim's chest to break them. Marissa went tumbling backwards, the wolf's knot popping free of her cunt as she rolled off the bed and hit the floor with a resounding thud.    
 
  Malek chuckled at how she rag-dolled and sat up while drawing his legs over the side of the bed. The soul wrapped itself around one paw like undulating cotton candy as he summoned the black orb with a flick of his other paw. Like all the others, it reached towards the floating void and disappeared across its surface. He watched it go with a ravenous glint in his eye. The forth one of the night and he had yet to eat any of them.   
 
  Stealing a moment to himself, he lashed out his forked tongue and stroked the last strands of the soul as its essence completely vanished into the sphere. An exquisite sensation rushed through him, as it was perfectly seasoned and begging to be consumed. His stomach growled in protest and he snarled, angry at himself for being in this situation but even more angry that Mayline brought him to be like this.   
 
  It didn't matter, he thought to himself as he glanced over at a digital clock that beamed a few minutes until three o clock in the morning. This wager was to come to an end right then, his time was up, and there were no more opportunities to get souls.   
 
  Malek's feet lifted from the floor and he drifted over to the open window. He slipped out as easily as he had come in and lifted up above the roofs of the nearby buildings. He ascended into the air at a greater pace and his keen eyes peered around for the bothersome succubus. Hardly much time left at all and he seemed to be the first one up in the air.   
 
  A grin came over his face as he continued to stare around in an attempt to spot her, but she was nowhere to be seen. He became curious as to if she might have forgotten about the other guidelines to their wager, that if she were late she would forfeit the challenge. He began to grow giddy at that thought, the stupid bitch must have lost track of time.   
 
  It must have been obvious as to why he was grinning so widely, as a condescending voice came to his ears from above. “Wipe that smirk off your face, imp, you haven't won just yet.” His expression turned to a snarl and he whirled to find the red panda floating mere feet from him, holding her orb triumphantly and showing off a wide smile of pearly white teeth.   

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