Suddenly a light purple mist had been spewed down onto us. I felt my lungs immediately cry out in indignation as I began coughing up a storm. That only lasted for a moment though. Soon, I began to feel… something.

Ba-Thump.

My heart. My brain.

Ba-Thump.

Ba-Thump.

Ba-Thump.

My eyes shook. My tail went crazy, slashing out every which way, my claws extended, my wings flexed out. My breath became heavy as steam practically shot out my nose.

Ba-Thump.

HORNY! I was so god damn Horny. My blood was shooting through and I wanted to fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck and Fuck. My erection was less out of desire and more a pure primal Need.

“Fuck.” I heard a heavy sound near me. I turned and-

Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump.

It took. Everything. Inside me. Not to attack.

Konohora, naked and shaking, was near me. Naked, beautiful, autumn hair, well built body, large breasts, vagina available. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to throw her down to the ground and Ra-

NO!

My body. Is. MY BODY.

But my mind, had doubts. That determination began to falter and break… because that was a lie. This wasn’t my body. This wasn’t anything close to my body. I wasn’t born a demon. I was never a demon. I was never my old body to begin with. This… wasn’t my body.

I took a step towards Konohora.

And stopped.

I laughed out a strained laugh, the veins in my head popping out.

“Ho-oh. What a. Fucking. TRIP.”

My teeth were grit hard and the intense desire to Fuck was overwhelming me. It was all heat and desire and passion in my brain. I couldn’t control these primal urges for long. It was like I was going insane.

I focused on Konohora’s face… and nearly lost control right then and there. I wasn’t the only one experiencing a form of rapture. The look on Konohora’s face… I had never had anyone look at me like that. Such an absolute pure desire to fuck. She was experiencing… exactly what I was.

“This. Is not. Easy to deal with.” She said.

I tried to laugh. It didn’t really come out like a laugh. My skin was starting to turn red.

We had been drugged, my heart was hammering, and my mind and body were going crazy. I needed to fuck so fucking bad. I needed to fuck. I needed to fuck. I needed to-

Shut up shut up shut up shut up.

“I want to fuck you.” Konohora said, voice strained.

“I. Understand.”

“No. I want to fuck you. Now.” I looked at Konohora, the veins in my neck popping out as my entire body felt like it was containing a bomb by resisting.

Konohora took a deep breath, her eyes shook, but her voice became more steady.

“I have wanted to fuck you. Before. And now. I want to fuck you. Now.”

My mind whirled and that was too much. Another step towards that glistening pussy of-

STOP.

“Speak. Short. Fast.”

“I like your body. I like your mind. I want. To fuck you.”

“Never. Said. Anything.”

She laughed and it was even more strained than my own.

“Shouldn’t. And I don’t, fuck everyone, I want to. I’m horny and I want to-”

My mind stopped listening. It was too much. I’d been given permission. My body ran at her, my mind practically left behind. I grabbed her ass from behind and lifted her, shoving her down onto my cock. Her legs wrapped around me as I felt myself penetrate deep inside her, felt her wet vagina coat me. But the only thing singing in my veins was the primal need to fuck.

My legs had kept moving without my direction and we slammed into the wall, Konohora moaning in shock and pleasure. But she was possibly even more driven than I was, as I felt her legs practically squeeze the life out of me, even her pussy tightening, as she gripped me tight.

And Konohora was strong.

My bones creaked as I began to fuck her up against the wall, juices beginning to flow. Moans came from Konohora but they were thick and my voice was more of a growl than anything else.

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I could feel her, feel her wrapped around me, her wet pussy, her heat and warmth, her breasts against me, her tightening around me.

It wasn’t enough.

My thrusting got harder, faster, ramming in and out of her pussy with all my strength. Shoving her against the wall, pinning her there, my claws drawing light amounts of blood as they scratched into her back.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I just thrust more and more, lost in the feelings, growls coming out of me.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I want to fuck. I want more. More.

MORE!

I pulled her to the ground, the blow heavy as I practically body slammed her down. Her wet pussy wrapping around my cock was the only thing I could focus on but as I began to go at her on the ground, my face got close to her face and it was like a spark had been unleashed.

I pressed my lips against hers but it, wasn’t, I needed-!

I bit her, I bit into the side of her neck, hard. I heard her gasp even as I pierced deep inside her, her own fingers managing to draw light amounts of blood from my back.

My mind was lost. Hers was too. We became animals and nothing more or less. But animals in heat. Our most primal selves amped up to 11 and then pushed to 12.

Eventually, a change occurred. I felt a hand on my chest.

And then it pushed.

We were still weakened. But our strengths were coming back. My claws sharper, my movements faster, my durability higher. But Konohora? Her biggest strength had always been… Strength.

She shoved me off her, just a bit and then the tables turned. I felt her legs wrap around me even tighter and then she twisted. It was my turn to be slammed down onto the ground, as Konohora rose above me. I saw the absolutely ferocious look on her usual face as she slammed me down. She thrust her palms out, smacking my chest, holding me down, and knocking the breath out of me for a moment.

And then she began to ride me.

She bounced up and down, fast, using her arms as leverage, sliding up and down my cock even faster than I’d been able to thrust. The reason was obvious. She gave no effort to slowing down. She threw her body up, and then threw it back down. Her pussy hitting the base of my shaft sent reverberations up and down my whole body, like I was a bell being struck with a hammer.

But my own drugged-fueled primal mind wasn’t able to give up either. It most certainly didn’t want to. I began to thrust even as she pounded down and soon, nature’s first rhythm was remade.

It seemed to go on forever. We weren’t content to just stay still, we couldn’t. I lost count of how many times either of us were slammed into a wall, not that I had ever been counting. My inward thoughts were oh so simple.

‘Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck more more more fuck fuck fuck fuck’

I was no longer human or a demon. I had become a beast.

Eventually, it all wound down. I don’t know when, I don’t know, but hours had passed. It was like coming out of a blurry haze. One moment, nothing, and then sudden awareness. I was on top this time and Konohora looked thoroughly exhausted.

Part of me found that funny for all of .1 seconds. Then the exhaustion hit me like a brick and I collapsed on top of her. I literally couldn’t move. As I felt her body beneath me, felt her heavy breathing and panting, it was literal moments before I passed out, my cock still inside her.

******

I woke up feeling dehydrated and grimy. Groaning, I tried to lift myself up… and failed, falling back down onto something soft and bouncy.

“Oof.” I heard a voice.

I just lay there, thoroughly exhausted to go along with everything else, before memories began to piece themselves back together. I rapidly sat up again, this time staying aloft on shaky arms.

I looked down at Konohora beneath me, looking absolutely bedraggled. I was sure I didn’t look any better.

She looked up at me and smiled gently, a bit dopeyly considering how exhausted we both were.

“That was… fun in a way.”

I snorted. Thank god I could blame that ‘in a way’ on a flower. God forbid she had to comment after having bad sex. The other man would never recover.

“Yeah, it was fun. In a way. I could do without the drugs though. A bit too kinky for my taste.”

Konohora chuckled.

“You may be surprised. There are quite a few drugs that-” Her face suddenly grew deathly serious.

“Thrust. Now.”

I began thrusting. I didn’t know, I didn’t question it. The most disturbing thing is that if I had been less tired, I might have frozen up and questioned why. We hadn’t reached the point of instant action over a few words.

It clearly saved us, as I felt a shadow loom over us and then disappear. I wasn’t even properly thrusting, my dick wasn’t even up.

After the shadow was gone, Konohora breathed out a massive sigh of relief.

“Why did you have me do that?”

“They were carrying the flower.”

My poor damn heart skipped a beat. It was going to explode, stop, and die one day. One time was… a lot.

Another time, right after? I may actually die of exhaustion, to say nothing of how sick I would be of having my mind be drugged out. Hell, that couldn’t be good for an actual thinking creature. Though if you had to force soulless creatures to have sex, they’d certainly need extra stimulation to actually get to it.

A sudden, quite realistic, fear of being forced into an endless loop of forcefully having sex loomed forward. Then, once I was thoroughly drained, they wear me like jewelry to ‘recharge’ my nutrients, and then endlessly repeat, to give birth to more giantess.

We had become part of the farm.

“We have to get out of here.” I said.

“I was thinking the same thing.” Konohora said.

I tried to get up, ready to plan our escape, when a strong hand caught my back, keeping me down a little.

I raised an eyebrow at Konohora.

“I am old. But not too old for cuddling.”

I chuckled as I promptly wrapped my arms around her and buried my face in between her boobs.

Wait. Actually…

“How old are you?” I said, my voice muffled.

Konohora snorted. “Fifty two.”

Oh. Cool. Okay. She was only…

“52?!”

I raised my head only to have it pushed back down in between her breasts.

“And how old do you think the elf you had sex with was? Now be quiet and don’t ruin the moment.”

I promptly shut up and laughed again. Alright, fair. Age starts to mean a little less when everyone is running around in the prime of their lives, looking like 20 year olds.

We could escape after some rest and cuddling.

Though I still had to wonder…

How were Riary and Tyler doing?