What Didn't Happen: An Imp Possessed

Included in the Inuyasha X DVD and Blue-Ray box set is tons of extra content including scenes that were too spicy for the regular show. You get to see all the sexy stories that happened between and during the episodes as well as alternate endings that totally didn't happen.

One of which being the alternate endings for Episode 44.

While in the actual show, Jaken was immediately cut down by the evil forge master Kaijinbo upon attempting to retrieve the newly crafted Tokijin for his master...instead, in this totally improbably alternate version of the story, Kaijinbo flees at the residual presence of Goshinki's demonic spirit within the sword.

Concerned by how long Jaken is taking to return and anticipating he had been betrayed, Sesshomaru took a detour and hunted down an appropriate arm to replace his missing one as a precaution in case he was forced to take on Kaijinbo or anyone else unarmed. His past experiences dealing with Inuyasha had taught him how well THAT always went.

But when Sesshomaru arrived at Kaijinbo's hut it was not the forge master he found with the sword he'd commissioned, but his own impish servant.

A strange energy filled the room, seemingly originating from the sword itself and taking on the, at present, unknown intent of it's new master.

Annoyed by the small snag in his plan but realizing that even with the sword Jaken presented no real threat, the demon lord proceeded to accosting the imp, "Jaken, you weak minded fool. That sword has possessed you. Hand it over before you hurt yourself."

He was, however, surprised to find that in this possessed state Jaken had actually grown a backbone. Sneering at his master, the imp lifted the sword that should have been incredibly unwieldy for the imp's small frame across his shoulder and whipped out his cock and balls to disrespectfully wave them in front of his master.

"You want a sword mi Lord? How about the one I've been dying to give you since the moment we met!"

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes and felt a small blush at the utter disrespect he was being shown by the imp. It certainly wasn't because of the imp's surprisingly large manhood for a creature his size.

Had Jaken always been that...BIG? It practically came up to the imp's neck.

The demon lord shook the thought and tisked, he could easily kill the imp, take the sword, and then resurrect him with Tenseiga. But he could only bring the imp back to life once. So, killing him over an easily resolved situation seemed a waste. Removing the sword from Jaken's grasp might do the trick however...

Sesshomaru practically rolled his golden eyes, the easiest and safest way was to play along. He needed all his energy to fight Inuyasha after this anyway.

With a quiet sigh, Sesshomaru took off his armor as the surprised and instantly enamored imp licked his beak, "You are lucky, Jaken, that I have not the time or energy to waste on killing you where you stand for words poisoned by that sword. Though, perhaps if you showed such a spine without it, I'd have at least considered your obvious desires long ago."

Tossing the pelt across his shoulder onto the ground and placing his armor and weapons down atop it he was surprised to see Jaken confidently stride forward and sit atop it as if the imp owned it. The dog demon winced as he watched the imp place Tokijin down behind him...and the possession fail to fade.

Unfortunately, it would appear he would apparently have to wear the imp out for the demonic curse to dissipate.

Jaken stared up at his master grinning evilly with his fat green rod fully erect and twitching.

Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed in annoyance, "Confident, aren't we?"

The imp pointed at his cock, "Says the big strong dog demon that's about to suck my dick!"

Sesshomaru's fish clenched as he reminded himself that this was not Jaken speaking...at least not entirely. Dropping to his knees, Sesshomaru came face to face with the imp's manhood, opened his mouth and took the imp in. He let his tongue roll around it's length exploring each inch over and over. This wasn't his first time with another man, and he'd no doubt have the imp satisfied quickly.

He couldn't even remember the last time Jaken managed to secure a partner for mating season. The imp was likely so backed up he couldn't even see straight.

Jaken sighed in contentment, "Ahhh! Finally! I've always wanted to tell you to suck my dick! But even in my wildest dreams, I never thought you'd actually just drop down and do it!"

The imp opened his legs more as he listened to the slurping sounds of Sesshomaru sucking him off. Then, after watching for a moment, he threw his head back and laughed.

"That's it! THAT'S IT! Suck it! How does it feel mi Lord? I wonder if this is the first time a mighty demon lord has tasted an imp's fat green cock? How does it taste? Hm? Is it as good as I always knew this would feel? I can tell that tongue of yours has some experience! Suck on it! Savor it!"

Sesshomaru glared up at the imp. Jaken was clearly getting a little too into this. Perhaps this had been a mistake. Was debasing himself like this, even in private,  really worth the embarrassment?

Jaken laughed, "That's right, Lord of the West! Kneel before me and polish my blade! You make a fine squire! Learn to handle this and maybe you'll be ready for something bigger!"

The dog demon felt his face flushing with embarrassment and anger. It still wasn't too late to just kill the wretched horny little imp. No one would have to know...Well, Rin would when the imp didn't come back. Best to just finish up and take it out on him for the next few days...or weeks...maybe a whole year if the imp kept running his mouth.

And run his mouth the imp did...for what seemed like ages. If any other living soul had called him a "born sword swallower," a "silver-haired cock-loving lordling," or that he'd missed his calling as the "Lord of Whores" a quick merciful death would have been the best they could have hoped for.

And annoyingly, the combination of this abject humiliation and the strange energy the room was being filled with was starting to have an effect on him. He could feel his own massive demonic rod beginning to respond to the verbal abuse by slowly twitching to life and forming a tent in his pants.

Not understanding that his master was suddenly distracted by what was happening under him, Jaken took the initiative and wrapped his legs around Sesshomaru's neck pulling him in by the dog demon's silver bangs much to his master's surprise, "Need a little help mi Lord? Am I too much for you? I've had a load with your name on it stored up in my big green balls for centuries! And I'm gonna drown you in it!"

Kneeling there, perfectly capable of escaping but allowing this mere imp to literally face fuck him, Sesshomaru's eyes widened as his superhuman senses were filled with the loud sounds of his own slurping, the strange but frustratingly not unpleasant taste and texture of Jaken's thick veiny imp cock rampaging down his mouth and throat, the musky scent of his servant's crotch that he'd never been close enough to notice, the feeling of his own rod sliding in his pants and threatening to escape, all capped off by the imp's gleeful laughter.

Sesshomaru felt the imp tightening up and in an instant tasted a flood of hot thick imp seed coursing down his throat in waves, "Take it! Take it! DRINK EVERY! LAST! DROP!"

The dog demon could feel himself starting to black out from lack of air. Jaken must have been having the orgasm of his life because it simply refused to end!

Even as darkness crept in on the edges of his vision he could feel his stomach filling with the imp's warm seed...

Kept awake by a few final thrusts of the imp's hips milking the last lines of cum out, Sesshomaru felt Jaken's green balls pumping on his chin.

Finally, he felt and heard the loud SHLORP of Jaken's rod sliding out of his mouth. He breathed in deep, not caring that the air was tainted by the proximity of Jaken's musky groin only to feel the imp's rock hard rod smack him in the face.

Sesshomaru looked up to see the imp grinning devilishly as he playfully tapped and rubbed his manhood up and down on his master's face, "Well, now that you've so kindly polished my weapon...I think it's time to USE it!"

The dog demon tried to catch his breath, this was not going to be as easy as he'd assumed.

Being ordered to strip tease by a weak little imp while sporting the frustratingly massive hard-on that he'd just gotten from sucking said imp off might have been the most embarrassing thing he'd ever done in his life. It certainly didn't help that Jaken was pointing and laughing at his throbbing cock the whole time joking about how he was so desperate to "unsheathe his own sword" after getting a taste for Jaken's.

He cursed at his rod under his breath at it's defiance of his will to stay down. But it did little more than wobble around unyieldingly with each movement due to it's extreme inhuman length.

It was almost as humiliating as getting back on his knees for the imp to walk around behind him and play with his balls for what seemed like an eternity. He knelt there wile Jaken playfully weighed them in his palms, tugged on them, batted them around...

Jaken sneered as he tapped them with his wet cock, "Such hefty family jewels you have. They must be worth a fortune! It's too bad they'll be worthless once I've drained them into empty little orbs dangling under your limp floppy cock!"

Sesshomaru growled, "If you think I'll even feel anything from a diminutive little wretch like you then just...do it!"

Minutes later and the dog demon was quickly regretting those words.

His claws dug into the stone floor of the forge master's hut. His back arched. His teeth were grit together. His fangs were bared. A line of drool slipped down his chin. And his eyes were beginning to roll up as his massive cock wagged like an excited puppy's tail under him.

He could feel Jaken's smaller balls gently slapping against his own as the imp's fat green manhood pierced him to his very core, crashing against his prostate over and over with no end in sight. The imp's short arms grasps his hips with a strength bolstered by Tokijin's demonic power. Jaken stood on his tip toes, fucking his master for all he was worth.

"I can feel you tightening up mi Lord! Are you actually getting close so soon? We've barely begun! Don't tell me the mighty Lord of the West thought he could handle a brand new sword...when he can't even handle a little imp like me!"

As disrespectful as Jaken's teasing was...it rang frustratingly true. How was he losing?!

He'd been with men before. Hell, he'd even taken the submissive position plenty of times in his youth when he was still gathering his strength. But not since his first mating seasons had he put on such a pitiful performance. There had been times he'd been able to hold out all night for a single big explosive finish to mark his mate.

And yet here he was struggling to last more than ten minutes?!

It must be the sword. Its energy filling the room. Affecting him somehow...it must be!

But this was little consolation as Sesshomaru's muscles locked down, desperately trying to hold back...and failing. The warm building pressure inside him let loose and it was everything he could do to not moan out in pleasure...Jaken would at least not have THAT satisfaction.

A loud crack on the stone signified the first warm jet of dog demon cum rocketing out of Sesshomaru...followed by over a dozen more after it.

Jaken laughed behind him teasing his master for his weakness, "HA HA HA!!! Cumming already?! PATHETIC! The Lord of the West, what a joke! I always knew you were nothing but a BITCH IN HEAT...just waiting for me to bend you over and BREED YOU!"

Sesshomaru shivered in pleasure as Jaken gave playful short thrusts to milk a few extra lances of cum from him. This was bad. No, this was a disaster!

"I should have pushed you over and made you mine the moment we met! I'd have fucked you senseless right in front of my whole horde...and made you my TROPHY!"

How had that sword given Jaken so much energy? Was it truly that formidable? Surely Jaken himself wasn't capable of so easily dominating him like this. True he'd just sucked a load out of the imp...but still!

He could feel the demonic aura in the room strengthening, focusing it's presence within Jaken and weighing him down like a thousand pounds of pressure.

He should end this now. Just get up and flatten the little imp while the sword was out of his hands...

But as the last lines of cum dribbled out of the still throbbing uncut manhood under him...Sesshomaru found himself unable to move. Jaken's grip tightened as he began thrusting at full force once again. He felt a forceful slap across his rear that made his manhood twitch with excitement.

"Well, that's one. Now perk that tight ass up if you want another!"

Sesshomaru's eyes closed as he tried to concentrate on defying the imp...but couldn't. Instead, his body shifted ever so slightly, obeying Jaken's command.

He heard the imp snicker behind him and slap his ass again. "That's a good little lordling! That's good little bitch! I may not be able to fill your belly with a horde of imps...BUT YOU'LL WISH I COULD!"

The dog demon's eyes opened and began to cross with inescapable ecstasy at the feeling of being mounted and bred by the weak little imp. Obviously he was far more backed up than he realized. Surely after a few more loads and he'd be back to normal...and could focus on wearing out Jaken.

After all, how long could an imp last?

The answer? Longer than the all-powerful Lord Sesshomaru apparently.

Hours later, Sesshomaru laid on his back with Jaken's mounting his head. The imp lorded over him with his big green balls draped over his master's face, rubbing them and his taint all over the dog demon below him.

How many positions had he been put in. A dozen? Two dozen? All of them? It was so hard to think...

Sesshomaru's hand was on his half-hard cock, furiously masturbating. Was he still trying to keep up? Or was he simply too far gone to stop? He didn't know anymore. The energy permeating from the sword had completely clouded his mind.

All he remembered at that very moment was the command to wrap his hand around his big dog demon dick and start stroking.
"Yes! Submit to your new master!" He heard the imp command, "I'm gonna drag my big green balls all over your pretty face! I want to mark you with my scent the old fashioned way before I finish you off by painting you white!"

Sesshomaru panted and drooled, feeling a surge of pleasure from his manhood at the thought of Jaken slowly grinding his scent into him. It was far too late now to escape. At this rate, even if he fled like a coward with his dick flapping like a tail between his legs, he'd be doing exactly what he was in this moment for weeks on end. His superhuman sense of smell overwhelmed by Jaken's scent...stroking his cock and fantasizing about it's source until he came crawling back to the real thing.

Jaken angled himself down and dropped his balls into Sesshomaru's mouth, who reflexively began to suck on them, "Yes...YES! Suck my big green balls! Worship them! BEG for what's in them!"

The dog demon's eyes were crossed as he enthusiastically sucked his servant's sack and felt pre-cum drooling onto his hand. He was getting close again...but his rod refused to fully harden. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere he was at his limit. How fast had his hand been going?

Jaken hopped off of him and dragged him by his neck over to the corner of the room. Sesshomaru crawled on hands and knees to keep up for the short distance. He put up no resistance as he was forced into a squatting position with the imp holding him up.

Sesshomaru gasped as he felt the imp slide in under him and began to stand and deliver from behind.

His impish servant poked his head around the larger demon's side, watching his master's final moments before his ultimate victory. He was delighted to see Sesshomaru's half-hard rod flailing up and down with his thrusts flinging pre-cum to and fro.

"YES! I told you! I told you I'd drain your balls dry and turn your giant dick limp and useless! Go on, cum! I wanna watch it flopping around like a wet noodle for a few hours before I seal away your manhood under a pile of imp cum!"

The threat of ultimate emasculation and ownership was enough to pull up the last dredges of pride that hadn't been fucked out of the dog demon. Having your manhood marked by another demon was bad enough during mating season...but outside of it...BY AN IMP?!!!

Forget having to wait weeks to not be laughed out of the bedroom by any sexy demon or demoness that caught the scent of who owned his manhood...but the Lord of the West being a mere imp's bitch was unthinkable! His reputation...HE'D BE RUINED!!!

Sesshomaru' claws splintered the wooden walls in the corner of the room as he hung on for dear life, "No...NO! Not THAT! You can't! YOU...CAN'T...DO THIS...TO MEEE!!!"

But even Sesshomaru's defiant voice couldn't hide the pure excitement and delight that his animalistic instinct to submit had already infected him with. His tongue hung out of a dumb satisfied grin that had long since crept onto his face.

Sesshomaru's spirit might have been holding on by a thread...but his body had given up about three orgasms ago.

Jaken licked his beak watching as Sesshomaru's rod wave around in front of them, "Don't tell me you haven't realized it yet! Lord Sesshomaru...YOU'VE. ALREADY. LOST. NOW EMPTY YOUR BALLS LIKE THE BITCH YOU ARE...AND HOWL FOR ME!!!"

Sesshomaru's moaned with each powerful thrust, with each one getting louder and louder until...finally...
"I WON'T...I CAN'T...I...I...GHAAAA!!!"

The last load his family jewels had been able to produce shot out in front of them...and to the side...and every which direction as Jaken laughed uproariously at the out of control firehose that was Sesshomaru's massive uncut cock.

Sesshomaru's knees shook and nearly buckled under the weight of his defeat, held only aloft by the curse amplified strength of the imp under him.

Finally drained dry as Jaken has promised, they both watched a quivering Sesshomaru's rod dribble out it's last few pitiful lines of failed heirs before twitching weakly and drooping down completely limp.

He heard the imp's voice from his left side has Jaken peeked over his thigh, "Well, look at that. You know what that means mi Lord...It means...I WIN!!!"

Watching his literal manhood fail to live up to its storied reputation against such a pathetic foe, Sesshomaru's absolutely astonished expression was cut short by Jaken's renewed thrusting. He could feel his limp defeated cock begin to flop around between his legs.

Sesshomaru's claws fled up to his face to hide his shame but didn't allow him to cover his eyes as he watched this dick bounce around helplessly.

His dark powerful voice was now pathetic and weak, tinted with lust, shame, and the now fully in control submissive instincts that had laid dormant for so many seasons.

"N-No! Please! Jaken! Wait! It can't...It's not...SUPPOSED TO END LIKE THIS!!!"

From outside the hut, Jaken's voice could be heard echoing into the night.

I WIN!

I WIN!

I WIN!!!

By the time the sun rose, Sesshomaru knelt once again, looking up at the tiny green demon standing on a pile of firewood. The imp's cum was still warm on his limp dick and emptied balls.

He could still hear Jaken's laughter from the imp kicking open his legs, stepping on his conquered cock, and looking him in the eyes as he jacked off onto him. He still felt the sudden and intense pressure of becoming the imp's personal property...his masculinity, very worth as a man being sealed away under a growing warm pile of impish seed.

Had Jaken not spend the entire night ruthlessly dominating the powerful dog demon Sesshomaru knew his rod would have been jumping for joy at the sensation instead of laying there lifelessly as it accepted it's new owner.

He swore his oath of vassalage by his hand stroking his new master's still rock-hard manhood and his lips kissing Jaken's balls over and over again. At the moment, verbally swearing was out of the question. But soon, he'd likely be saying whatever Jaken commanded him to say.

It was the second time in his life that he'd been fucked into a rut outside of mating season. He knew the small semblance of conscious thought he still had would fade soon as he devolved into a sex crazed submissive whore desiring nothing more than the pleasure Jaken would happily give him.

How long it would last, he didn't know. Perhaps when he recovered he'd have the clarity to figure out a way to banish this curse from his former servant without so drastically underestimating him. But until that day came, his journey was over.

He would spend his days obediently polishing and tending to his master's "sword" all day and all night until his honor, titles, and very manhood could finally be reclaimed...

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