Of Humans & Demons

10 April 1975, 2132hrs, Canterlot Gardens

Night had fallen over Canterlot. Over the past few centuries, the capital city of Equestria has only seen its population and infrastructure continue to grow since The Purge. From a sizeable medieval settlement to a now thriving community bustling with business, wealth and glamour, Canterlot’s streets teemed with life as people went on with their daily lives, doing their jobs, raising profits, managing their economy and enjoying the perks that came with a life of luxury.

As things began to wind down for the night, the populace had shut their workplaces down after yet another long day of work, eager to return home to spend some well-deserved quality time with their loved ones. Others, especially the bachelors of this big city, set out for Canterlot’s most prominent nightclubs with their friends as they feasted, drank, laughed and played the night away.

In some of the more scandalous cases, they would pay heavy sums of money to behold the hottest, most voluptuous women ever to grace Equestrian soil as they sang, danced and stripped in the most erotic manners conceivable by the Human body and mind. It was one of their deepest sexual fantasies brought to life for the average man to cheer for and gawk at real women who were willing to bare their naked bodies before hundreds to thousands of guests in the name of entertainment.

However, not all places within Canterlot were busy, noisy or rowdy at this time. One of those places, far away from the iridescent street lights and the drunken cries of joy from within the city’s nighttime establishments, was none other than the Canterlot Gardens.

During the day, it was a bright, lush, green park filled with a vast collection of Equestria’s most exotic plants for visitors to gaze upon as they walked up and down the footpaths that wound through the massive park. At night, those footpaths remain lit by the lamp posts lining either side, so visitors wouldn’t get lost whenever they wished to stroll at night to escape the din of the clubs that lined the capital's roads.

It was difficult for anyone to fully appreciate the beauty of the flowers that bloomed within the gardens when it was much too dark for their colours to show their full splendour. Only the lamp posts illuminated the bushes next to the footpaths. Despite this, the darkness of the night was far from tainting the scenery of the gardens in any way.

The park’s main attraction, between evening and night, was the lake that marked the centre of the entire complex. The water was dead calm, save for the occasional fish or bird that would disturb it, and benches were arranged neatly along the edge of the lake facing west for families and couples to witness the beautiful sunset as the evening sunlight glossed over the surface.

When night fell, that same beauty would be witnessed by the public yet again when the reflection from the moonlight sparkled across the lake’s surface or when, on moonless nights, the starlight from the constellations that stood proudly in the night sky over Canterlot staring down and watching as people set into their nightly routines.

This grand, silent darkness that shrouded the Canterlot Gardens every night made it an excellent hiding spot for 2 lost Demon souls as they staked out in a bush beside the lake. One glowed yellow at the core with a faint orange halo, while the other glowed turquoise with a dark blue halo. Both orbs glowed dim light as they hovered on the spot, pondering their most recent discussion.

“Are you sure we can do this, Solaris?” the turquoise soul spoke. “I mean, impregnating ourselves within the womb of a human woman?” Although the soul no longer had a face to show it, her voice carried hints of doubt and concern. Her emotions could be felt by fellow Demons, her companion, Solaris, being no exception. “Even if your theory that we could grow ourselves new bodies in such a manner turns out to be correct, it’s never been done before since we’ve only ever needed Blood Pits to do the job. In addition, is it even the right thing to do? We’re using an innocent woman’s children to carry our souls so that we can have physical bodies again!”

Solaris would have been lying if she didn’t feel the same way about impregnating a woman with their souls. She shifted nervously as she hovered between a couple of leaves. “We don’t have any other choice, Nocturna,” she answered. “We have gone without bodies for far too long, ever since the gates home were closed before we could make it through. Furthermore, we can only afford to hide from humans for so long, especially as stray, bodiless souls.”

Nocturna could only sigh inwardly in frustration. Solaris was right, as much as she hated the selfish, if not cruel, implications of such an act. Yes, it would mean inhabiting the body of a baby without their knowledge or consent for the years to come. Still, neither of them could see any other alternative solutions, and they definitely would not possess and regenerate a dead body, for it would defile the deceased. Should they remain souls, they would only scare away anyone who spotted them, or worse if anyone remembered them from The Purge, they would hunt them to the ends of Terra if it meant killing them permanently. If Solaris’s theory of using a Human foetus to gain new flesh was true, even if they had to be physically born again, then that was their best bet.

“I still don’t like this idea,” Nocturna replied. “Obtaining bodies so we can walk, run, jump, and fly again should never come at the expense of others.”

Solaris stared for a few seconds before she floated closer to her companion. “Nocturna, trust me when I say I don’t like this more than you do. We may not have the same bodies we were born with after being reborn to a Human mother, and more importantly, using her as a means to that end, but it’s better than nothing. Besides, we could never abandon the one who bore our new bodies. We are not that cruel.”

There was a long pause as Nocturna digested her partner’s words. Solaris was not one to abandon family and friends for personal gain, nor was she. They could live out their lives in their new family, hidden among the Human population once more, and, if fate allowed it, eventually break the news to their Human parents of who and what they were when they believed the time was right and pray in the name of The Underworld that they would understand.

Nocturna took a deep breath. “Alright, we’ll do it. We’ll find ourselves a woman to bear us so we can finally have our bodies back, but we must at least find someone suitable first. Someone we can trust, someone who will love us unconditionally and never stray from her morals as a parent.”

She had seen and heard stories of mothers and fathers alike who would get dangerously drunk, neglecting their children, the very people they were supposed to love and cherish, if not outright threatening, beating or holding them captive if they did so much as speak the wrong way. Worse still were the parents who lusted after and, in some unfortunate cases, raped their children, leaving them traumatised at best and dead at worst. The fact that such atrocities were practised among humans, even today, disgusted Nocturna to no end.

Solaris knew what her partner was talking about when she wanted to find a woman to bear their future bodies and the right woman. “I understand that you’re afraid of having a monster for a surrogate mother, but know that there are just as many women out there, if not more, who will love and care for us, no matter what happens, sister,” she assured Nocturna.

While they were not biological sisters, Solaris and Nocturna were just as close to each other in that sense, more so than they were to fellow members of The Nightmares. Despite being an organisation consisting of some of the deadliest and most potent Demoness warriors in The Underworld, they were a family in themselves, striving to help one another better their skills in Dark Magic and combat or protect their communities in any way possible.

Now that they were separated from The Underworld with no means of travel or communication, they were sure that the remaining Nightmares would believe them dead after not having seen them since The Purge ended. For now, Solaris and Nocturna would have to regain their bodies before finding a way to return and finally reunite with their family and friends.

Solaris then perked up as she sensed the presence of a human couple approaching the lake they were hiding by. She smiled internally and felt the warmth of positive energy that radiated from them. “And it seems we won’t have that far to look.”

A lone couple strolled along the illuminated path down to the lake, enjoying the cool night air as it blew gently over their heads. Usually, a handful of people would walk through the Canterlot Gardens to enjoy the scenery that graced the park every night. Still, as of now, they were alone together, only needing each other’s company on their evening stroll.

Few people truly appreciate the beauty of the night, for most of them are either busy sleeping or burning their spare cash to waste the night away, laughing away their worries in the process and relishing their carefree ways. This couple, who now made their way down to the lake, was one of those few people.

The first of the couple was a handsome young man who stood tall at around 190cm, with short, wavy, Shakespeare blue hair and Madang green stripes running down its length. To complement his hair, he had bright, light orchid eyes and a slender face that held a sense of pride, passion, and nobility that could make any woman fall at his feet, whether he wanted them to or not.

Over his lean figure, he wore a sleek, jet-black tuxedo and matching loafers that almost blended into the night sky's darkness, but it made it no less glamorous as he wore it. He wore an elaborately crafted gold-plated quartz watch on his left wrist that glittered under the moonlight to complete his outfit.

It seemed that whatever colour he wore or was forced to wear, he made it look good, much to the surprise and envy of his fellow men. Tonight, however, he simply wanted to look his best for the occasion, but even then, his eveningwear still paled compared to what his wife decided to put on for their little outing.

She was about 10cm shorter than her husband, sporting thick, wavy, flowing yellow-blonde locks complemented by natural dark blue highlights. Her face had light makeup, consisting of glittery eyeshadow that matched her highlights, which made her turquoise eyes sparkle even more as if they didn’t already do so on their own. In addition, she wore pale pink lipstick to accentuate her soft, smooth lips. She never liked bright colours in lipstick, for she believed that they would look gaudy on her, though she acknowledged that other women managed to pull it off successfully.

She wore gold hooped earrings with tiny sapphires embedded in the free ends, which sparkled under the street lights as the earrings swung with her movement.

Her dress was the main attraction of her evening outfit. It was a low-cut, strapless satin dress that was dark blue like her highlights and eyeshadow before it. The dress hugged every curve of her hourglass figure, especially around the bust and hip areas. The front went just high enough to cover her nipples and areola while generously showing off the entire top half of her 175cm breasts, pushing them up against her chest. Running down the centre of the front were 3 slit-shaped windows that showed the bottom half of the deep valley that was her cleavage, which got smaller towards the bottom of her dress.

The skirt ended halfway down her thighs as the back wrapped snugly around her large, firm butt, both of which would bounce together as she walked. A single slit on the right side of the skirt ran up to her hip that would open up to reveal her curvy thigh if she posed the right way.

The dark blue high heels on her feet rounded out her outfit, along with the 7 thin gold bracelets dangled from her left wrist. Since she didn’t have any pockets to carry her makeup, pocket vanity, and pocket watch, she carried them in a shiny black leather purse that was slung over her shoulder and hung at her side.

The man had been eyeing his wife’s figure since their evening began. Given how stunning she looked that night, it would be hard to blame him. Seeing her show off her every curve, her firm, impossibly round breasts bouncing with her every step, the seductive sway in her walk, and her mesmerising bedroom gaze made it all the more difficult for him to contain his excitement around her. He had to frequently remind himself that he was a gentleman, first and foremost, and that he would confine all of his indecency and lust to their house.

His wife took notice of his eyes as they wandered up and down her body and giggled softly at his antics. “Are you sure you’re not done with gawking at my outfit?” she asked playfully, causing her husband to turn away in embarrassment. “I planned to wear this dress for you, but I didn’t think it would work that well. Maybe next time I’ll wear something more modest.”

The man’s head snapped back to his wife in shock at the suggestion. “W-What!? No, please! You’re perfect the way you are!” he replied hastily.

The blonde woman laughed. “I’m just kidding, honey! I know you love my dress, and I’m happy you do. I could tell from the look on your face when you first saw me the first time in this baby.”

The man turned even redder at the memory. Earlier in the evening, he waited patiently for his wife to prepare for their first dinner date as newlyweds. When she finally emerged from the bathroom in all of her sexy glory, she saw her husband’s red-faced, bug-eyed, slack-jawed expression as he beheld his wife’s sexiest form yet. She found it hilarious, so much that she had to prop herself against the door frame to keep herself from collapsing to the floor from sheer laughter. “And I even saw your tongue hanging out! That was priceless!” she added.

The man facepalmed at her remark. Not only did he gawk at her dress with the most ridiculous face she had ever seen, but he made himself look like a panting dog in heat. “Great. Now I feel like an even bigger pervert,” he groaned.

Even if it didn't make him feel better, he wasn’t the only man to have that reaction. They had both lost count of how many heads from several men (and a few women) they had turned as they walked through the streets of Canterlot for their date. However, in some cases, they couldn’t help exchanging worried looks when the men with girlfriends or wives found themselves getting slapped, yelled at or dumped on the spot for daring to look at another woman in their presence.

The woman stopped her husband and turned him to face her before pulling him into her arms while pressing her huge breasts against his chest. “Oh, stop that, dear! I’m just teasing you!” she laughed still before she began grinding her bombshell figure against her husband, giggling like a schoolgirl all the while.

Once her laughter died down, she sighed as she tightened her embrace, pushing her breasts further up towards the man’s face as if daring him to reach up and grope them. “My dear, sweet, innocent Pax,” she cooed. “Always such a gentleman at home and in public no matter who you cross, yet you still become flustered when I wear something sexy for you.” For emphasis, she began to slowly grind her body against his, rubbing her massive, pale melons round in circles against his toned chest, causing Pax to blush once more.

Pax chuckled sheepishly. “Well, to be fair, I am married to Divina, one of the hottest women in Equestria,” he remarked.

Divina’s smile widened at the compliment. She then snaked her hands up over his shoulders, then around his neck to the back of his head before yanking him into a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues wrestled for dominance as she continued grinding her body against her husband’s. Her capacity for lust still amazed Pax to no end. The way she would slither, slide and rub her pale, creamy flesh over and around him as if she were a pole dancer drove him wild as he struggled to retain his composure, as well as the excitement in his pants. She had told him that this erotic dance routine of hers was something she had never done before and would now perform only for the man she loved.

Divina moaned in ecstasy at the sensation of grinding her breasts against Pax’s lean chest as they continued to kiss. It was one of her favourite ways of teasing her husband during their time together, and she never tired of doing as much as she pleased. As Divina learned from her observations, huge, jiggly racks were what men loved to see on any woman. However superficial that may be, she couldn’t deny that it was indeed a fact. Once they reluctantly broke apart, she stared lovingly into his adoring eyes.

“And don’t you forget it,” she said lustily as she batted her eyelashes.

With their brief makeout session over, they resumed their walk down the path, eventually reaching the lake in the park's centre. As they approached the water's edge, they looked up to see the Moon in all its pale glory as it shone its light onto the lake’s surface, causing the calm water to sparkle dimly with its reflection.

Divina sighed at the breathtaking view as she leaned on Pax’s shoulder. “It’s such a beautiful night, isn’t it, dear?” she asked as she gazed at the scene before them.

“It sure is,” came Pax’s reply. “I never thought that nighttime could look this beautiful. That is until you showed me.”

Indeed, Divina was one of the few who truly appreciated the night. Everyone else would be far too busy tucking into bed or burning their cash on drinks, gambling, or women, all without caring to take a step back and a good, long look at what they miss every single night. Pax used to be one of those people, too preoccupied with late-night shifts and chatting with colleagues and clients at the bar to notice such scenery.

After he and Divina began dating, she took him to the Canterlot Gardens for his first honest look at the night sky. Only then did he truly understand why his love admired it so much, as he stood admiring the stars as they twinkled gently against the blackness of the sky. Ever since that night, once his workload had lightened and he managed to find more time to spend with Divina, he began joining her in retreating to the quieter regions of Canterlot, away from the hubbub of the nightlife, to watch the night as it passed gracefully by.

Pax turned to his wife. “But even now, the night could never be as beautiful as you.”

Divina blushed as she smiled sweetly at Pax’s flattery. He could never lie about something so true. As beautiful as the night was, it could not, at least to him, rival the unwavering beauty that radiated from the stunning woman who stood before him. Instead, the moonlit sky only highlighted her silky, pale skin and large, gleaming eyes, causing them to glow faintly in the darkness. Indeed, she was the epitome of feminine beauty.

Wrapping her arms around Pax’s shoulders, she again gazed into his purple orbs. “Oh, Pax, you’re such a sweet-talker,” she giggled. “What have I done to deserve you?”

Pax smiled back at his wife. “I could ask myself the same question about you, my love.”

With that, he leaned in to kiss his wife for another time, which she happily accepted. Though it was not as passionate as their previous makeout session, it was no less romantic, for both spouses simply decided to take it nice and slow, savouring every second as if it would be their last. They poured as much of their love as they could into the kiss, their lips locked tightly together, reluctant to break apart. Pax and Divina both moaned softly as they made out, revelling in the sensation of their tongues wrestling for dominance over the other.

It felt like an eternity before the newlyweds finally broke their kiss, not that they would have minded. Divina gazed at her husband with lusty, half-lidded eyes, enough to tell Pax it would be another long night since their wedding. Even now, it still amazed him that a beautiful, graceful, refined woman like Divina could be such a wild animal in bed. The way her giant mammaries would wildly bounce as she rode his rod like there was no tomorrow, the way she would shamelessly scream out her euphoria, both of which combined stirred him more than any ballroom melody he had heard in his life.

After a moment of gazing into each other’s eyes, the couple slowly turned back to the beautiful scenery of the lake. Sighing softly, Divina leaned against Pax’s shoulder as she savoured the night view over the Canterlot Gardens, which she had done since childhood. A few seconds later, she noticed something glowing from within a bush on the far side of the lake.

“Pax, look!” she said, pointing toward the bush. When Pax turned his head, he saw the same eerie glow in the bush.

As the couple looked on in curiosity, they saw the cause of the strange glow in the form of 2 small, floating orbs that glowed yellow and turquoise, respectively. They appeared to float gracefully from their hiding place and over the lake's surface.

Divina immediately smiled at the sight, for she believed their night had just gotten better. “Fireflies, dear!” she exclaimed. “Isn’t that great?”

Pax, however, looked slightly confused at the image before him. “They don’t look like fireflies,” he replied. “They usually live in swarms, yet there are only 2 here. And they’re not glowing yellowish-green.”

After taking a second look, Divina realised that he had a point as her smile faded: Their bioluminescence was unnaturally coloured, and they were the only ones present in the gardens. It also didn’t help that the strange floating orbs now floated toward the couple. Pax then stepped ahead of his wife, his arms raised slightly, ready to cast a protective spell in case the orbs tried to attack in any way.

The next few moments grew tense as the orbs drew nearer to the newlyweds. While they didn’t appear to show any hint of hostility, both Pax and Divina couldn’t take any chances. Divina, too, readied her magic to repel the orbs as they now floated within arms reach of the couple, hovering lazily over the water.

Stranger still was that both balls of light were not attached to any insect or living creature, which only confirmed Pax’s suspicion that they were not fireflies. The bigger question was whether these strange, ethereal glowing orbs were even living creatures. They certainly didn’t look like any magic spell or anomaly that Pax or Divina had seen throughout their years of experience with magic. In addition, the aura they emitted felt otherworldly. Neither spouse could identify the nature of the orbs’ magic, nor could they make out what could have caused their manifestation.

It almost felt like an eternity as the mysterious orbs hovered close to the now-nervous couple. As much as they wanted to back away and run as fast as possible, Pax and Divina could not risk making the first move. For all they knew, this could have been a trick performed by some unseen enemy, for whatever reason, wanting them to break their composure and leave themselves open to attack.

Suddenly, the orbs flashed brighter, lighting up the surrounding area within a 10m radius. Before the couple could react, both orbs bolted at lightning speed towards Divina. They quickly phased through the front of her belly as if they were utterly intangible before settling within her womb.

The blonde bombshell gasped loudly at the sudden warmth the orbs brought as they barged into her unguarded body. As the heat within her belly began to build up, her legs began to buckle as she stumbled under the sensation.

Immediately fearing for his wife, Pax held her up as best as he could and carried her to a nearby bench. “Divina! Speak to me! Are you alright!?” he asked frantically.

“I-I’m fine, honey,” Divina answered, slightly shaken from the initial shock of the sudden event. “Just feeling a little warm.” She placed a hand over her belly and her forehead

Pax looked down at her belly and noticed that it glowed an eerie mix of yellow and turquoise, traces of the same colours the orbs were before they entered Divina’s body before the glow faded away completely. Without hesitation, Pax channelled some of his magic into his hands and pressed them over Divina’s belly to extract whatever those magic orbs were. The next thing that happened was that his wife’s stomach glowed yellow, and he felt a painful zap surge through his hands a second later. Crying out, he recoiled and landed on the pavement on his rear in front of the bench. Divina, on the other hand, didn’t feel a thing.

“Oh my goodness! Pax!” Divina cried. She knelt to check on her husband’s state as she fought through the heat, which was now spreading through her body, particularly her loins.

“It’s alright,” Pax grunted. “I’ve had worse spell backfires than this.”

He looked down at his hands, which still burned slightly from the electrical shock that he could infer came from the orbs that now resided in his wife’s body and then back to his wife’s belly, where they had entered. Just what were those things?

Pax tried to digest everything that had just happened as he lifted himself and Divina to their feet, with Divina leaning against him for support. “Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked his wife again. “Does anything hurt? Do you feel dizzy? Nauseous? Numb? Anything??” As paranoid as he sounded, his questions weren’t without good reason. He was deeply concerned for Divina, especially after their date night had seemingly taken a dramatic turn when a magic anomaly in the form of 2 disembodied glowing spheres entered his wife’s body out of the blue and barricaded themselves in with some form of barrier.

“I told you, I’m fine,” Divina argued. Despite her words, the heat continued to build up in her body. She didn’t feel it as a burning fever for some strange reason. Instead, she found it surprisingly pleasant. It seemed ridiculous that a pair of unidentified magic objects was making her feel good. She could feel her nipples hardening under her scanty dress, poking through the fabric as if they wanted to be free of their prison, her crotch growing moist as she continued to hold on to her husband for support.

That was when the realisation hit her. This heat she now felt coursing through her body wasn’t a fever. Instead, it was sexual arousal.

Within the next few seconds, Divina grabbed Pax’s head’s sides before turning him to face her. “Divina, what are y--?” Pax tried to ask about her sudden action but was cut off when she smashed her mouth against his and rammed her tongue down his throat.

Several seconds passed as Pax was caught in another makeout session before Divina finally broke away, panting like a dog in heat. Pax could see her reddening face under the lampposts' light as she struggled to lift her head to face him again. “P-Pax…” she stuttered through her arousal, her crotch now wet from her juices. “Take me home now! Please!” she practically begged.

Upon seeing the signs, Pax’s eyes widened as the realisation hit him. Not wanting to waste more time, he nodded and teleported them back to the car.

10 April 1975, 2210hrs, Aetheris Household

The next few minutes felt like agony to Divina as Pax drove back to their home as fast as he could. The unrelenting arousal caused her to toss and turn in her seat as she tried futilely to fight it down until they arrived.

The fact that her seat belt was continuously rubbing against her front did not help in the slightest. The way it would rub against her flat belly through the fabric of her dress, the way it would get caught between her breasts as it slid up and down her chest, the way it pulled tautly against her soft flesh, all of which was driving her crazy.

Divina instinctively reached up to grope and fondle her huge breasts in an attempt to relieve some of the sexual frustration she felt in her body as a result of being impregnated with those strange magic anomalies back in the Canterlot Gardens. Simultaneously, she clamped her thighs together and rubbed them furiously against her folds to add to her efforts, as well as to keep herself from staining her dress and the car seat.

She moaned as she continued to grope her breasts, rolling the large orbs of flesh around in her hands as she thrashed still, barely able to endure the burning lust that now stirred in her body.

Pax couldn’t help blushing at his wife’s lusty moans as he kept his eyes on the road, yet his concerned expression never left his face. 2 strange magical orbs had just burst into his wife’s body, and now she had gone into heat from the ordeal. What would happen to her next? He didn’t know for sure; honestly, he was afraid to find out. For now, all he cared about was getting Divina home as soon as possible and helping her to settle down until they could see a doctor within the next few days.

The newlyweds couldn’t have arrived sooner as Pax pulled into their driveway. Once Pax had turned off the engine, he immediately got out and ran over to the passenger door to help Divina to her feet and guide her through their front door, kicking their shoes off to the side as they entered.

Divina staggered the entire time as she leaned on her husband’s shoulder during their hasty trip up the stairs to the main bedroom, her ever-growing aura of lust now so thick, you couldn’t cut it with a saw.

As soon as both of them were in the bedroom, with Pax closing the door, Divina somehow found enough strength to throw her husband onto the side of the bed and pounce on top of him before locking her lips with his and ramming her tongue into his mouth as she rubbed her tits vigorously across his chest.

Pax seized the chance to speak once they broke the kiss. “Divina...a-are you sure you want to do this right now?” he asked, despite his now reddened face. “Faust knows what those...things in your body will do to you if we don’t do something about them!”

Divina stared back at Pax, her ample chest heaving with each breath she took. “I know,” she replied. “The clinic won’t be open until tomorrow, but I don’t care right now. Whatever these things are, they’re now in my body give me a burning itch! And you’re going to help me scratch it!”

With that, she reached behind her and swiftly unzipped the back of her dress, after which she grabbed the front and yanked it straight down, her huge melons bouncing free from their silky restraints. Like her face, they were pale and creamy in colour, with no visible flaws anywhere, topped with hard, perky nipples, ready to be touched. Divina practically smashed them over Pax’s face, shoving both of her nipples into his mouth.

“Oh, yes, honey! Just like that!” she moaned as she felt his tongue reflexively flick over her nipples as she aggressively smothered him like there was no tomorrow. “Suck them! Suck my tits!” She shook her chest wildly, rubbing against her husband’s face as she reached under her breasts and proceeded to pull his tie and jacket off and toss them aside before she began to unbutton his shirt, never once pulling herself away from Pax’s face.

Pax, meanwhile, could only let out a muffled moan as he felt the silky smooth skin of Divina’s bare tits brush against his face as her smothering continued. He had no idea how those magic orbs could have riled his wife, but her body felt so good to the touch that he didn’t have time to care. Once he thought the last button on his shirt came undone by Divina’s hand, he pulled away from her breasts, sat up and shrugged his shirt off, tossing it aside to join his jacket and tie on the floor.

To return the favour, he reached out to Divina’s dress, which hung at her waist after she pulled the front down, and proceeded to tug it further down to her hips. Divina stood up to help him undress her, frantically hooking her thumbs under the fabric and shoving her dress down to her feet. She then stepped away to take off her now-soaked dark blue panties and kick them aside, leaving her hourglass body utterly naked before her husband.

With her burning lust still unsated, she dove between Pax’s legs, clawing at his belt buckle and the tent that now poked out from his crotch. Pax undid his belt and yanked it off as fast as he could to prevent his now lust-ridden wife from ripping it in half. As soon as his belt was off, Divina quickly unzipped his pants and pulled both it and his underwear down to his ankles, allowing his erection to spring free and stand at full attention.

Divina’s eyes widened as she stared hungrily at the now steel-hard meat rod for 5 seconds as its veins bulged and pulsated from Pax’s heartbeat. Licking her lips, she seized his cock in 1 hand and shoved it into her mouth while she sucked as hard as she could.

“Holy shit!!!” Pax managed to grunt between his teeth. His wife had never sucked him off this hard before. As far as he remembered, she always took her time to savour his rod, consistently teasing him and keeping him on the edge, adding to the thrill of their lovemaking sessions. However, this time was completely different. Divina didn’t just want to make love; she wanted him to pound her senseless, maybe even knock her up, if necessary.

Divina bobbed her head up and down rapidly as she continued to suck her husband’s cock, moaning in ecstasy as she savoured his taste and his growing musk. Her tongue wrestled with his soft, sensitive tip, poking at the slit at the end and lapping up the precum that leaked from it. The blowjob lasted for a few minutes before she pulled away with an audible “Pop!”. She stared up with half-lidded eyes as she vigorously stroked his member, her lips still connected to the tip by a thin string of saliva.

“Mmm, such a big cock,” she said before she gave his shaft a long, sensual lick. “And it tastes so good, but I know what you really want.” She lifted her melon-sized breasts up and playfully jiggled them with her dirtiest smile yet. Realising what she was offering, Pax smiled back. “Of course, honey,” he answered as he roughly grabbed his wife’s tits and pulled them around his shaft. Divina moaned again as his long, stiff shaft disappeared into the deep valley of her cleavage, the head poking out and aimed at her face.

Pax relished the feeling of Divina’s firm flesh pressing and sliding against his cock as he began thrusting rapidly into her cleavage, his hands still clinging to her massive, round tits, groping them firmly and tweaking her nipples. Divina moaned at the combined pleasure wrought by her husband’s rough groping and his shaft thrusting vigorously through her cleavage. She clasped her hands over his to give him some extra leverage to press her vast melons harder against his throbbing cock.

“Oh, shit! I still can’t believe titfucking could feel this good, Divina!” Pax groaned as he continued his thrusts. “I could do this forever!”

“Mmmm, I hope you can, my noble stud,” Divina responded, a lusty smile on her flushed face before she threw her head back and let out yet another moan as she felt his grip tighten. “Oh, yes, baby! Keep going! Fuck my big tits! Give me your cum!”

The busty blonde bombshell then whipped her head down and effortlessly caught the tip of Pax’s cock in her mouth, sucking it hungrily and lashing her tongue over the sensitive knob of flesh. Simultaneously, she began bobbing and flailing her head around, grinding her supple lips against the forward end of his shaft as the titfuck continued.

The combined stimulation slowly began to overwhelm Pax as he felt his rod twitching between his wife’s breasts and in her mouth. “Ugh...D-Divina! I’m c-close!” he managed through gritted teeth. He hastened his thrusts, eager to release his load as soon as possible. Divina pulled away from his tip briefly to acknowledge his words. “Oh, that’s it, Pax! Give it all to me! Cum in my mouth!” Without another word, she clamped down on his tip again in preparation to receive his load. After a few more seconds, Pax gave one last thrust through Divina’s breasts and into her waiting mouth as he blew his first load of the night.

Divina instantly felt the thick ropes of seed that his member fired into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around, savouring its taste as she gulped it down like water. The blonde bombshell expertly drank down Pax’s entire load, not spilling a single drop in the process. As much as she loved having her face and tits covered in his cum and licking it off, she often enjoyed tasting it too much to want to pull back. In addition, she didn’t like getting the house dirty in the process, so she preferred getting her facials in the bathroom, where it was easier to clean up.

The newlyweds remained in their position for a few moments as Divina finished drinking the last of the load, and Pax’s orgasm died down. He slumped slightly, panting from the release as he saw his wife pull away from his cock, her eyes still burning with passionate lust. It was clear that she was far from sated, that she wanted more. Without warning, Divina thrust her hands out and shoved Pax back onto the bed before she climbed over, turned around and positioned her snatch over his face, which now glistened with her juices in the moonlight.

“Divina-MMPH!” Pax tried to speak, but Divina cut him off by slamming her thick, well-rounded ass down on his face, pressing her full, puffy lower lips against his mouth. “Oh, just shut up and eat me out, dear!” she exclaimed as she shook her hips wildly and smothered her beloved husband. Not wanting to keep her waiting, Pax grabbed her enormous ass, kneading the firm cheeks in his hands as he proceeded to stick his tongue between her folds.

Divina’s relentless grinding continued as she moaned to the heavens, revelling in the sensation of having Pax’s tongue penetrate her pussy and lash at her inner walls. “Oh, yes! Mmm, that’s right, honey! You like tasting my wet pussy, don’t you?” She started bucking her hips back and forth as she grabbed his cock and began stroking it, beckoning him to continue as Pax prodded deeper into her canal. “Oh, FUCK YES! Right there! Right there! I want that magic tongue of yours deep in my tight pussy!” she cried before she glanced down once again at his still-hard cock as she jerked him off. Without a moment’s hesitation, she leaned over and took his length within her mouth and began sucking on it again.

It quickly became a race as to who could make the other climax first as Divina kept Pax pinned under her in the “69” position as they both went to town on each other. Pax alternated between licking his wife’s inner walls, lapping up the sweet fluids that leaked out and licking and nibbling her clit. Divina decided to use her tits on Pax’s cock again as she brought the vast, fleshy orbs up and around his shaft, enveloping it completely. As she continued sucking on his tip, she rubbed her tits up and down aggressively, determined to make her husband cum first.

Muffled moans sounded from the couple as they quickened their pace. While Divina rubbed Pax’s length harder between her tits and rapidly bobbed her head up and down over the tip, Pax went at her pussy with growing hunger, lapping and sucking away at the puffy slit like a thirsty dog. His hips began moving on their own, furiously bucking as he pounded his cock between Divina’s breasts and into her mouth.

After a few more moments of their ravenous oral session, both husband and wife finally came together. Pax eagerly drank down as much of Divina’s sweet nectar as he could as it squirted from her lower lips, all while Divina herself gulped down her second load as it cascaded from his tip.

Pax collapsed on the bed as he caught his breath from both being smothered by Divina’s ass and blowing another load. Divina, on the other hand, who was still driven by the after-effects of getting infused with 2 magical anomalies, spun around and straddled her husband’s crotch, grabbing his cock and grinding her now-soaked snatch against it, her vigour seemingly without end.

“D-Divina,” Pax grunted as her grinding caused his erection to spring back to life. “I’ll ask you again. Are you sure you want to do this after what happened earlier?”

“Yes!” she answered bluntly. “I know what happened down in the gardens, but I’m just too damn horny to care right now! Just let me have your cock until this fucking itch goes away!”

Without hesitation, Divina aimed his tip at her entrance and slammed her hips down hard, burying his rod to the hilt in a single move, causing her to whip her head back and cry, “OH, FUUUCK!” as she felt him prod her cervix. More throaty moans escaped from her mouth as she gyrated her hips, twisting his cock against her inner walls. Soon enough, she began aggressively bouncing up and down on Pax’s cock, her pale melons flailing with her movements as she moaned shamelessly throughout the ride.

“Oh, Faust! Oh, fuck yes! Give it to me, Pax! I want it! I need it! GIVE ME YOUR COCK!” she screamed the last part as she rode his cock with reckless abandon.

Pax had never seen his wife act out like this across all of the times they had sex together. Oddly enough, it was turning him on even further. Seeing no other way out, he decided to roll with it as he reached out and grabbed her breasts. Divina looked down as she felt his hands roughly holding her mounds and saw the grin forming on his face. He then yanked her down by her breasts, causing her to yelp in surprise before taking one nipple in his mouth while massaging and squeezing the other.

“Ohhh, honey!” Divina looked down as Pax alternated between sucking her nipples and nibbling at the flesh of her milk jugs. “You love these tits, don’t you? Come on, keep sucking them! Yes!” she cried as she wrapped her arms around his head and held him tightly in place while she still bounced atop his dick. “Just like that! Show me how much you love me and my body!”

Pax pulled away and stared into her eyes, burning with love and passion as he answered, “Gladly!”

That was all Divina needed to hear from the love of her life. Pax obliged by seizing her by her shoulders and flipping her over onto her back with him on top. Now in control of their steamy love session, he began to thrust into her folds as hard as he could while viciously groping and sucking on her breasts. “Yes! That’s it! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy while you suck on my big, juicy tits! OH, YES!!!”

The loud, clapping sounds of naked flesh slapping as Pax and Divina made love rang throughout the room. Divina continued screaming out her euphoria as she was slowly pounded senseless by her husband’s pulsating cock. Thank Faust that Pax remembered to cast the soundproofing spell over the room. They had quite an awkward conversation with their neighbours when they confronted them the week before about the “ruckus” they were making in the middle of the night, and neither lover wanted to answer for that again.

Divina grabbed the sides of Pax’s head and locked lips with him once again, their tongues dancing in erotic unison, lashing and wrestling as Divina moaned into her husband’s mouth. After a few minutes into their makeout session, Pax could feel his balls and cock twitching, a clear sign that he was close to his release. Pulling away from the kiss, he quickly gave Divina a heads-up. “Divina...I-I’m close!”

“It’s alright! Please, don’t stop! Cum inside me! Fill me up with your seed! GIVE ME A CHILD!!!” Divina’s voice grew louder with each sentence as Pax wrapped his lean arms tightly around her waist for leverage as he rapidly hastened his thrust, slamming his shaft deep into her pussy and hitting her G-spot over and over again, determined to spill every last drop of his next load into her waiting womb.

“AHHHH! OH, FUCK YES! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES! OH, FAUST, MAKE ME CUM! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!!!”

At long last, Pax, gritting his teeth, gave a mighty thrust and held himself in place as he fired his load into Divina’s womb, the first few ropes of the thick, gooey mass coating the walls while Divina threw her head back and screamed out her orgasm. Her juices squirted from her petals and coated her husband’s shaft as he delivered more hard thrusts to squeeze out the rest of his seed.

They stayed in place for what felt like several moments before Pax collapsed on top of his wife, slamming his mouth against hers as they shared their usual passionate kiss, basking in the afterglow of their shared climax. Once the newlyweds parted, they gazed lovingly into each other’s eyes, still panting from their romping, admiring the beauty that each of them held. Suddenly, Divina found enough strength to catch Pax off-guard and shove him over onto his back as she rolled on top before fervently making out with Pax again, roughly grinding her shapely body against his front, his rod still planted deep inside her.

“Divina…?” Pax asked as soon as his wife broke the kiss, still recovering from the afterglow.

Divina simply stared back at him, lust returning to her dark blue eyes. “I didn’t say I was finished, honey,” she replied, her lusty smile spreading like fire.

Pax couldn’t help but sigh despite enjoying sex with his beautiful wife. “This is going to be a long night,” he thought to himself as he planted his hands on her firm ass as she resumed bouncing wildly on his cock.

2330hrs

“OHHH, YES! OH, PAX, THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!” Divina continued to scream. She and Pax now lay on their side in the Spooning position as Pax thrust into her from behind, his arm hooked under her leg and lifting it high into the air while he roughly groped her flailing breast.

Pax then attacked Divina’s neck, nibbling and kissing the silky smooth skin, his pace never wavering as he made love to his wife as best as he could. “You sure like it rough tonight, huh?” he panted through his pounding of her tight folds.

“Mmmm, yes, honey! OH, YES! GIVE IT TO ME ROUGH! AHHH, FUCK! THAT’S THE SPOT!” Divina cried as Pax struck her G-spot like a bell. “OH, FUCK YES! OOOH, I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMIIIING!!!”

11 April 1975, 0014hrs

Divina was on her knees and bent over the edge of the bed; her massive tits squashed against the footboard, and her arms pulled back by the wrists by Pax as he pounded her from behind. Their flesh collided with loud smacks, causing Divina’s plump ass to jiggle violently in the process.

“OH, PLEASE, DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING STOP, BABY!” she vigorously swirled her hips round and round, rubbing his shaft within her inner walls. “KEEP FUCKING ME! FUCK ME LIKE IT’S THE LAST TIME YOU’RE EVER GOING TO FUCK ME GOOD! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!!!!”

Pax let out a loud groan as he gave one more good thrust and fired another load straight into Divina’s womb. The blonde bombshell screamed out her climax once more as she felt his hot cum coat her insides. Shot after shot squirted from Pax’s tip with every hard thrust of his pelvis to fill Divina as much as humanly possible.

0103hrs

It had been nearly 3 hours of non-stop, dirty, hot sex between the newlyweds by the time they moved to the shower to wash up. Divina’s heat had finally begun to die down from the ordeal, but her body wanted to go one last round before she was fully satiated.

Now, as the cool water of their shower cascaded down their naked bodies, Pax had Divina pinned against the wall of the cubicle, her tits rubbing noisily over the cold glass as Pax pistoned his length in and out of her lower lips, hands firmly gripping her hips.

“Divina...I-I’m gonna cum...again!” Pax managed to utter as he gritted his teeth in preparation to blow his 5th and final load into his wife.

“Do it! Cum inside me one more time, you stud!” Divina cried as Pax pressed her harder against the glass wall, and her husband began thrusting harder and faster. “OH, YES, YES, YES, YES! LIKE THAT! OH, THIS IS IT! I’M GONNA CUM! AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AHHHH~!!!!”

Divina screamed as she rode out their final climax together for the night. Meanwhile, Pax’s floodgates opened and unleashed his last torrent of cum into Divina’s womb. Having finally reached their limits, the newlyweds collapsed to the shower floor, entirely spent from their intense lovemaking.

"Faust, that was intense," Pax remarked. He looked down at his panting wife and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Y-Yes... I'm fine, darling…" she answered between gasps for air. "I feel better now. That was... amazing."

Pax smiled warmly at the compliment. "I'm just glad I could help you scratch that 'itch' of yours."

Divina giggled softly and turned around as best as she could before cupping his face and pulling him in for a kiss. They nibbled and sucked on each other's lips, their tongues caressing, lashing and wrestling as the couple engaged in their post-coital makeout session. The lovebirds revelled in the sensation of the cold water from the showerhead splashing onto and over their bare skin as they both melted further into their kiss.

A new question came into Pax's head moments after they pulled apart. "But what about those anomalies that are inside you? They've conjured some kind of barricade that I can't seem to break, but we can't let you live with something that could very well kill you, for all we know."

"We don't know that yet," came Divina's response. "But as of now, they have not once caused my body any harm, nor have they possessed me." She wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him closer. "Don't worry. If it will make you feel any better, we can book an appointment with the hospital and talk to the doctors about this. In the meantime…" She glanced at the bathroom clock and read the time to be 0108hrs. Though it was a known fact between them, Divina couldn’t help but blush at how carried away they got with their lovemaking. "We need to get to bed, honey. It's late now."

Pax nodded in silent agreement. Soon enough, both spouses dried themselves off, brushed their teeth, and went to bed, with Pax leading the way. They had snuggled under the blanket in no time as Pax held Divina tightly, their faces still holding smiles of pure bliss.

“Mmm, I love this,” Divina sighed as she nuzzled her husband. “But not as much as I love you, dear.”

Pax chuckled briefly at the compliment. “Yeah. I love you, too.”

Within the next few moments, the couple slowly drifted off to sleep in the warmth of each other’s bodies, accompanied by nothing but the gentle clock ticking in their bedroom's dead silence.

When the time came to visit the hospital, the doctors managed to detect the anomalies straight away, yet were unable to extract them from Divina's womb. Oddly enough, their diagnosis was that they didn't appear to pose any harm to her body, so all they could do was wait to see how it would turn out.

Unbeknownst to the married couple, one of the anomalies had decided to enter the fertilised egg within Divina's womb, which then divided in 2 before attaching to either wall of her womb to begin their impending growth...

23 Years Later...

13 June 1998, 2319hrs, Somewhere in the Canterlot Suburbs

Night again fell upon the gleaming capital of Equestria, which was Canterlot.

The streets of the suburban region, which were usually busy with residents driving to and from work by day, were now empty, save for the occasional car or person passing through. On the other hand, the residents had either settled in for the night or decided to head down to the nearest bar or club to pass the night away with family and friends.

A single car passed lazily by a trash bin on the walkway as it headed down the road to an unknown destination. After it rounded the next corner, a small, glowing purple orb emerged from behind the bin. It appeared to float in place as it peered around the corners of 2 adjacent houses, searching warily for any signs of human presence within the area.

The wandering Demon soul, having wandered the lands of Terra for centuries, repeatedly ran the memories of the events that led up to her current predicament through her mind as she wondered what she could do next to regain her body once more.

“Come on, Glitter Glamour, think!” she told herself. “You’ve already hidden away from human sight for 977 years now. You can’t keep going like this forever! A new body is your best way out!”

4 June 1021, Demon Village, Somewhere in Eastern Equestria

Chaos.

Cruelty.

Those were the only ways Glitter Glamour could describe the climax of The Great Demon Purge.

Humanity had marched ruthlessly upon village after village to flush out the Demons that populated them. Even as one of the elite members of The Nightmares, an organisation of female warriors revered in The Underworld for their skills and talent in magical and physical combat, she could only watch in horrified silence as human forces charged at the Demons’ homes, brandishing torches and setting houses ablaze. At the same time, catapults rained fiery, rocky hell down upon the Demons as they fled, or tried to escape, back to their home realm.

However, that wasn’t the worst of The Purge. Those raging, bloodthirsty brutes, who called themselves “Hunters”, came in full force, donned with the best-enchanted armour they had at their disposal against Demon magic and their swords, which they called “Demon Slayers”, from the intel that Demon scouts had obtained, weapons that could destroy a Demon’s soul, much to the horror of all Demons and Demonesses alike. Glitter could still hear their cries of sadistic glee, their shameless cheers for every demon they cut down, their zealous chants of “Purge the Demons! For the glory of Equestria!” echo inside her head, over and over again as she joined a few other Demons in holding the human hordes off to buy as much time as they could for the others to escape.

She could see no trace of mercy for her kind in their eyes as they proceeded to do the very job they were assigned: Driving as many Demons as they could off the face of Terra and slaughtering the rest. The dying screams of her brethren and the callous laughter that they elicited from their murderers it was all too much for Glitter to bear as she conjured a shield to block an incoming volley of arrows, which instantly splintered on impact and fell harmlessly to the earth below.

That was when she heard distressed wails from a nearby street. Turning in the direction of the voice, Glitter saw what turned out to be a young vampiress, who looked no older than 7, running frantically through the burning village. Amid the chaos of the invading human forces and the rushed evacuation, she had become separated from her parents by the resulting stampede, which now left her crying out for her parents as she ran past the burning rubble, tears streaming down her cheeks. At the same time, she darted her head in all directions, desperate to catch any possible sign of her parents.

As soon as the young demon girl turned in the direction the invaders were coming from, Glitter saw her freeze, eyes widening in silent terror as something horrific caught her eye. Quickly turning in the same direction, Glitter immediately saw a massive, flaming ball, launched from one of the humans’ catapults, hurtling towards the poor girl at terrifying speed.

Time seemed to slow down around her as she did the first thing that came into her head. In a split-second decision, she flew as fast as her wings could carry her as she bolted towards the little vampire girl, who was still frozen in place as she could only watch the deadly projectile fly closer and closer…

Glitter Glamour shoved the girls out of harm’s way just before the flaming boulder hit with a thunderous crash. For the briefest of moments, all she saw was black. She could no longer feel her body, yet she could somehow still move. As her soul emerged from underneath the still-flaming boulder that crushed her, she saw, to her relief, the little vampiress she had barely saved, panting heavily and stunned from the near-death experience but otherwise unharmed. Glitter figured that she had also seen the gruesome puddle of blood that was her body, or what was left of it, that had splashed out from underneath the boulder. Her turning around to see the damage only confirmed it.

A lone couple rounded the corner of a nearby house. Upon seeing the young child, they rushed over at breakneck speed and embraced her tightly, tears of joy and relief streaming from their eyes. As much as she didn’t want to break up a tender moment between the girl and the couple who turned out to be her parents, she had to remind them of the situation.

“Celebrate later, Darlings!” she had told them. “Get out of here as fast as you can!”

“But what about you?” the mother asked.

“I’ll be fine!” Glitter replied. “Now GO!”

The family nodded and ran off through the village's far side and into the distance without another word. After giving a silent prayer for their safety, she turned to attract the attention of the hunters who had begun rushing through the street she was in, hoping to distract them long enough for the last Demons to escape to The Underworld.

She cast a few bolts of lightning on the Hunters, not enough to cause any harm, but still zapped them sufficiently to get them to turn in her direction. As they roared angrily and charged, Glitter’s soul immediately turned and bolted southwest into the night, with the zealous Hunters in hot pursuit...

Glitter Glamour could only sigh inwardly at those memories. She had lost her magic-augmenting necklace at that fateful moment. Still, she at least managed to stall the Hunters as long as she could, disappearing into the night once the Demoness felt she had led them far enough for the surviving Demons to escape.

However, she wasn’t as fortunate to make it back to The Underworld. By the time she had found the nearest gate back, she had seen the area wholly deserted and the gate sealed off from Terra. Her fears grew as she darted from gate to gate across the continent, only to find none open. It was at that moment that she knew that she was trapped on Terra, with hundreds to thousands of xenophobic humans with no means of communication.

Over the next few centuries, the only thing Glitter knew to do was wander the land, hiding well away from human sight as she watched human civilisation continue to grow around her. Demons faded into myth and legend as monsters who sought to plunge humanity into chaos and destruction.

Glitter had seen her fair share of the propaganda that so shamelessly decried her race as savages to the populace of Terra as she snuck around the streets her disembodied soul dared to venture through. She hated every second of it, for the contrary couldn’t be more accurate. All she and the rest of Demonkind wanted was to live in peace and harmony alongside the humans, to share their knowledge and power, only for them to cast the Demons from their realm, and for what? The assumption that they tried to deceive them?

As badly as she wanted to wreak havoc upon the very people who slaughtered her kind like pigs, she was only a soul without a body to inhabit since Glitter lost her last one in The Purge, thus she had little to no power to do anything about it. That was a fact that she had reluctantly come to accept. Even if she eventually gained a new body, revenge would do no good for her or humanity. The Hunters and the soldiers who participated in The Purge were now long dead, and it made absolutely no sense to take her anger out on their descendants. After all, why should children bear the sins of their parents?

The anger Glitter had initially harboured against the humans for their actions had faded over the centuries she had spent in Equestria. Her biggest priority now was to seek a way to gain a new body in the human realm without using a blood pit.

She had heard of humanity’s belief in reincarnation, where human souls never die. Instead, they would find their way into new bodies, however long it took, mainly into newly conceived babies, who would retain their looks, personalities, or, in rare cases, even a few of their memories. Glitter didn’t know what kind of risks would be involved if she were to plant her soul into a stranger’s womb to obtain a body, but she understood that doing so was the only way to find out.

Hesitantly, she floated into a nearby house, hoping to find a solution to regaining her physical form and properly continuing her life.

Glitter looked around in the darkness of the room through her enhanced vision. It was a decently sized, 2-storey detached house, enough for a small family to live comfortably in with plenty of room to spare.

Having phased through a closed window, Glitter entered the living room. To her left was a soft, black leather sofa wide enough for three people to sit side by side. On its right side was a matching black reclining armchair angled towards the low-profile birch coffee table in the centre of the room, which stood over a royal blue, fleur-de-lis-patterned carpet.

Towards the wall ahead of the furniture stood a cathode ray tube TV atop a cabinet with a small collection of movie cassette tapes on the centre shelf, flanked by a few neat stacks of books on either side. The entire floor was lined with polished red oak floorboards to complement the coffee table and the beige-coloured walls that parted the rooms throughout the house, which had a few framed paintings and pictures hanging from them.

Floating through the living room, she noted the single flight of stairs leading up to the 2nd floor to her left and the front doorways to her right. They were, too, red oak to match the floorboards. Framed in their centre was a large, gilded window with brass trimmings that curled elegantly across the frosted glass. Finishing off the look was a simple, round brass doorknob at the side of the door.

She crossed the living room to find a reasonably sized open-walled kitchen, with enough room to walk comfortably between the counter and the dining table in the centre. The counter was well-equipped, with a small, stainless steel stovetop and overhead vent. Beneath was a single matching oven with a dishwasher off to the side. A small microwave oven sat flush with the overhead cupboards above the countertop. The kitchen area seemed incredibly tidy, with most of the utensils, pots, and pans stowed away from view, save for the wooden box in the corner where the knives were.

Glitter couldn’t help but admire the overall decor for the next few minutes. As plain as the interior was, she appreciated the stylistically minimalist nature of this house, though the owners could have picked out a carpet with fewer clashing colours. Then again, she couldn’t judge the owners’ taste too much.

She was ultimately pulled from her thoughts when she heard a loud “Bump!” above her. Not wanting to give herself away by phasing straight through the ceiling into the upper level and scaring the residents away, Glitter hovered her way up the single staircase towards the room from whence the noise had come.

Cautiously, Glitter floated up the stairs to investigate the noise source, peering around the corner as soon as she reached the top landing, lest she ran into an unsuspecting human emerging from the other end and blowing her cover. Fortunately, the corridor was empty, with the doors to the rooms wide open and no lights on except one. A dim ray of light emerged from under the gap of the closed door to the left side of the corridor. With it, she swore she could hear muffled moans from inside the room.

Glitter sensed that there were only 2 residents of this house, and they were currently occupying the same room. Dimming the light from her soul as much as she could, she lowered herself to the floor and slipped under the door gap into the main bedroom, where she stumbled upon a surprising and somewhat arousing sight.

Next to the king-sized bed stood a married couple who appeared to be in their early to mid-20s, propped against the wall, with their mouths smashed together, heads thrashing as they made out like wild animals. The woman pinned to the wall had wavy, dark purple hair that reached the point just above her shoulders. Her skin was fair, with a slight hint of tanning, and appeared to be as smooth as silk, with no visible flaws. She wrapped her arms tightly around the back of her husband’s neck, clearly wanting to be as close as humanly possible to him, refusing to pull away by even a centimetre as they kissed furiously. Dotting the ends of her fingers and toes was a soft, light pink nail polish that glimmered under the light of the bedside lamp. Even by Glitter’s silent admission, the nail polish perfectly suited her skin tone.

On the other hand, the woman’s husband, who had her firmly pinned to the wall during the makeout session, stood a good half-head taller. The brown-haired man was heavily built, with beefy arms and a large, barreled chest that kept his wife sandwiched between him and the wall. Despite being slightly top-heavy, his legs did not lack muscle either, as they effortlessly held his stance as he poured out his love to his wife. From what information Glitter could gather briefly from glancing at the shelves opposite the bed and at the man’s physique, it was apparent that he was, or was, a football athlete. Lining the shelves were a few football trophies he must have earned over the years of competitively playing the sport. However, given the circumstances she was in right now, Glitter could not get a closer look at the surrounding room to learn more about the couple for fear of being discovered.

What surprised Glitter the most as she saw the couple make out was that they were both completely naked, their clothes all strewn across the floor. Both spouses had been desperate to strip their clothes off as fast as they could and make love right there and then. The woman sported a generous 160cm bust, the large, fleshy pillows crushed against her husband’s chest in their embrace. She also had a slim, 55cm hourglass waist that spanned into an impressive pair of 84cm hips, complete with large, well-rounded asscheeks. The woman had one leg wrapped around her husband’s hips as she clung to his body like a vice.

Glitter quickly flew inside the wardrobe for cover when she saw the couple about to pull apart. Thankfully, neither spouse noticed her as they gasped for air, their lips connected by a string of saliva as they gazed longingly at each other, eyes burning with lust.

The wife was the first to speak up. “Mmmmm, it’s great to have a night all to ourselves,” she moaned as she ran a hand through her husband’s hair. “Just the 2 of us, here...together...alone in the dark...naked as the day we were born…” her speech slowed with every phrase as she proceeded to entice the burly man before her, leaning closer and closer until their foreheads touched. “...fucking. Like. Rabbits,” she finished as she proceeded to grind her massive mammaries against his hardened chest. “Don’t you agree, my dear, sweet Hondo?”

Glitter heard the man “Hondo” chuckle lightly at his wife’s question as he nuzzled her back. “Yeah,” he replied. “With all those nights training with my teammates and drinking after our last match, I thought we’d never get time alone, even though I brought you along for the ride.” He leaned in to steal another kiss from his wife. “Rest assured, Cookie, that this won’t be the last night we’ll spend together,” he said as a sly grin spread across his face.

Cookie also flashed a smile to match her husband’s. “And thank Faust for that,” came her response before she slammed her mouth against his to resume their making out. Simultaneously, she tackled Hondo to the bed, keeping her body glued to his as she continued her assault on his tongue. Cookie couldn’t contain the moans that escaped her throat into her husband’s mouth as she ground her chest and hips against his muscular front. Their heads thrashed wildly as their mouths and tongues engaged in a relentless, lust-fuelled battle for dominance. The married couple rolled haphazardly across the bed, with either Hondo or Cookie coming out on top every few seconds as they wrestled with vigour.

Glitter watched the raw, unfiltered mix of love and lust that unfolded itself into all of its naked glory. If she could blush now, she would have been redder than the lava in The Underworld. Although sex was commonplace in her home dimension, and she was no stranger to any form of sex herself, she was somewhat fascinated that such unbridled, passionate lust could be expressed by a pair of humans, especially when in private and in a world where sexual inhibitions were standard etiquette. The resulting aura filling the room was so thick that she couldn’t cut it with an enchanted blade.

It was embarrassing for Glitter to be in this predicament, for as open as Demons were with sex in public or in private, it was rude for anyone to spy on others while they were in the middle of a romp session. The 2 best options anyone in Demon society could take during such events were to join or leave, which was as simple as possible. Regardless, Glitter looked on in curiosity as the married couple in front of her pulled apart once again, panting for air as they gazed lustily into each other’s eyes.

Cookie had come out on top at the end of their little wrestling session as she sat up and straddled Hondo’s pelvis. His erect manhood, which was concealed by the flesh of their abdomens pressing together in their unyielding embrace, finally sprang free and stood at full attention. Glitter barely managed to stifle a gasp as she saw the thick, muscular rod in all of its glory.

Cookie’s eyes widened in anticipation as she stared hungrily at her husband’s cock as she slid backwards to lie down before it. “Mmmmm, now this is what I’m talking about,” she moaned as she seized Hondo’s meat and started stroking it without a moment’s hesitation, causing him to groan in ecstasy. “Oh, it’s so big, hard and thick,” she added before taking a good whiff. “Such a manly scent, too.” Cookie brought his cock to her lips and began peppering it with light kisses.

“Mmm, thanks, dear,” Hondo replied through his groans. “It’s not as long as you might have liked it to be, though.” Truth be told, while he measured at a reasonable 20cm at full mast and was extremely girthy, he still wished he had the proper length to match, despite Cookie’s reasoning that he had a remarkably sized cock regardless.

“Oh, nonsense, Hondo!” Cookie assured as she glanced up at Hondo, continuing to jerk him off enthusiastically. “Proportion doesn’t matter when you know how to use it.” Her eyes wandered back to his hardened rod. “And a cock this thick...is all I need to get me going.” Without another word, she opened her mouth wide and effortlessly took his entire rod in one swift motion, tightening her supple lips around his shaft and sucking hard as she began bobbing her head furiously up and down. Cookie snaked one hand around the base of her husband’s phallus and resumed her fervent stroking while fondling his heavy balls with the other, not once slowing her intense blowjob down.

Hondo could only throw his head back and groan louder through his gritted teeth at his wife’s unrelenting assault on his entire package. He felt some of his pre-cum dribble out of his tip through the intoxicating pleasure into Cookie’s mouth, which she gladly drank down. She moaned with ecstasy as she savoured the taste of the warm liquid passing down her throat.

“Whoah, fuck!” Hondo managed to utter through the overwhelming sensation of Cookie sucking him off like a vacuum. “I swear to Faust, you suck harder every time! You might end up pulling my dick off!” He let out another groan of pleasure as his wife began to twist her head violently, further rubbing her lips harder against his steel-hard shaft. “But it’d be worth the pain!”

Cookie giggled briefly at her husband’s remark, taking it as a compliment to her growing skills in bed. However, before she could continue, Hondo grabbed the sides of her head and pulled her away from his cock, a few strings of saliva still connecting her lips to his tip.

“Hondo?” she asked, slightly confused by his actions. “What’s wrong-AHH!” she yelped as Hondo seized her and flipped her onto her back, pinning her to the bed as he straddled her waist, his cock aimed straight between her huge breasts.

“I can’t wait anymore,” he panted, seizing her firm melons and squeezing them hard. Cookie moaned as he began to knead her tits, rolling them around in his palms and pinching her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure surging through her body as he played with the sensitive nubs. “I want to use these. Now.” he practically growled with lust as he held on to Cookie’s breasts for dear life.

While he could always see just how shapely his wife was under all of her clothes since they met and later began dating, it wasn’t until the first time they made love that he got his first good look at her bountiful assets, fully bared for him to see. He had become enamoured with them ever since, considering them his favourite part of their late-night sessions.

Cookie smiled at her husband’s growing hunger for her body. After all, she had shown him just how enticingly beautiful the female body could be, mainly when it belonged to the woman he loved: Soft, tender lips to kiss and suck him off until he was ready to burst, giant, firm, bouncy tits he could grope, suck and pound at his leisure, wide, child-bearing hips, an equally massive, rounded ass to match her bountiful rack and a supple, yet oh so tight pussy that beckoned him to stuff it to the brim and pack full of his rich seed for her to bear his children. Their children.

Could she honestly blame him for wanting to strip her bare, pin her to the bed and pound her senseless?

She stared at him with half-lidded eyes, her lusty smile never wavering. “Go ahead, honey,” she cooed in her best seductive tone. “My body’s all yours.”

That was the only permission Hondo needed. After nestling his cock in the deep valley of her cleavage, he then slammed her huge mounds together, the firm flesh squeezing his length under the force of his hands. Cookie threw her head back and moaned loudly at the sensation of her husband’s hot shaft grinding against the flesh of her ample chest. Simultaneously, Hondo also let out a groan as he proceeded to thrust his cock between her breasts rapidly. Wet slaps sounded from the thick meat rod driving through the dense valley of flesh that was Cookie’s melons and Hondo’s pelvis slamming repeatedly against the bottom parts of her firm flesh.

“Ohhh, mmmm, yes! That’s it!” she encouraged. “Fuck my big tits! Show me what you can do to them with that huge, fat cock! Mmm, fuck!” The feeling of her husband’s cock radiating heat throughout her cleavage as he continued to pound her vast mammaries was driving her wild. Cookie looked down at the top of her chest to see the tip of Hondo’s dick playing a high-speed game of Peekaboo with her as it continuously poked out from between her tits from the assault. Without a second thought, she expertly caught the sensitive knob of flesh in her mouth the next time it poked out and began sucking with everything she had at the moment. She also raised her hands to grab Hondo’s as they still held on tightly to her fleshy mounds and kept them pressed firmly in place, not wanting him to let go.

“Holy shit!” Hondo grunted as he continued thrusting his cock into his wife’s cleavage. “Cookie, your tits feel so fucking good!” Indeed, her mounds felt like firm water balloons as he maintained his grip on them, pressing them hard against his throbbing shaft. He decided to take his titfucking up a notch by roughly sliding each tit back and forth along his cock, which, at this point, had become slick once again with his pre-cum. The sensation of his slippery cock pistoning in and out of Cookie’s cleavage was electrifying. “How’d you like this, honey? You love how I fuck these big, juicy tits of yours as you suck my cock?” he began his dirty talk, his voice heavy with lust.

“Oh, yes, baby!” came Cookie’s reply after she briefly pulled away from the head of his cock to speak. “I love it! I love it when you ravage my tits with that big, beautiful cock! I love it so much!”

Glitter was astonished by the loving, passionate, intoxicating lust these 2 humans had for each other. Stranger still, she could feel herself heating up just by watching them make love like wild animals, even without a body. If she was getting aroused by such a sight, she hardly cared at this point. The only thought now in Glitter’s mind was to watch the happy couple demonstrate their unyielding love in all of its erotic splendour.

A few minutes later, Hondo’s thrusts began to go faster. He was inching closer and closer to the edge of his climax as his grunts hastened, and he crushed Cookie’s breasts against his twitching cock. “Nngh, C-Cookie!” he called out. “Get r-ready! I-I’m close!”

Cookie moaned in acknowledgement before she began sucking harder on his tip to prepare for his first shot of the night. Hondo groaned louder as his wife’s thrashing tongue lashed his most sensitive area.

“Ohhh, fuck, Cookie! This is it! Ooooh, I’m cumming!!!”

With one last thrust, he rammed his cock through Cookie’s tits, into her waiting mouth, and fired his load of sperm. Cookie moaned in delight as she tasted the sweet, musky fluid as it sprayed into her mouth and sloshed over her tongue. Rope after rope of his thick seed shot into her mouth and down her throat as Cookie hungrily drank down every last drop.

Hondo remained in his position for a moment while his wife sucked the last bead of cum from his tip and licked him clean before slumping over, panting heavily from the euphoria of his orgasm.

“Faust, I’ll never get...tired...of using these,” he said between gasps. He fondled Cookie’s melons a little more. “Thanks for this.”

“I’m glad you love it, honey,” Cookie smiled before moaning at her husband’s touch. “Mmmm, now that you’ve fucked my mouth and my tits...” she reached for his now slightly softened cock and stroked it again, albeit more gently, this time to get it rock-hard again. She then finished her question in her best lusty voice manageable. “Why don’t you round it off and fuck my pussy?”

Hondo grinned as he heard her question. After getting a taste of her body for the first, he couldn’t remember ever wanting to decline another opportunity to rut his wife senseless. If anything, it had become an offer he couldn’t refuse, maybe even a happy addiction. Cupping a hand to the side of Cookie’s head, he stared down at her sparkling blue eyes.

“Anything for you, dear,” he answered huskily.

After dismounting Cookie’s waist, he took his position in front of her pussy, which was now soaking wet from arousal, and took a moment to admire its beauty. Like the rest of her body, her labia were a healthy light pink and curved gracefully around her entrance, topped by the small, hard nub that was her clit to complement its appearance.

Hondo held his cock and aimed it between her folds. Slowly and sensually, he began to rub his tip up, down and around, gradually working his way past her lower lips, stimulating the edges of her inner walls. His rubbing of her pussy only served to drive his wife crazy.

“Oh, Faust, stop teasing me!” Cookie begged her husband. “Hurry up and shove that damn cock in my pussy! Fuck me till I can’t move! I want your babies!!!” She cried out the last sentence as she squirmed from the sensation. She grabbed her huge tits in a desperate attempt to get off faster, groping the mounds and violently rolling them around in the palms of her hands while she pinched and tweaked her nipples as much as she could.

“As my lady wishes!” came Hondo’s reply. He propped himself on his arms, hovering over Cookie’s writhing form, and with one mighty thrust, he buried his cock to the hilt inside her waiting canal, charging its way up to her cervix and slamming against the tight opening to her womb.

Cookie let out a loud cry of pleasure as the force of that one thrust sent her careening over the edge into the abyss of ecstasy. Her juices squirted all over his shaft as her walls constricted around it from the orgasm. Her voice was muffled by Hondo slamming his mouth down onto hers for another makeout session. Their tongues danced furiously in unison as their kiss continued. Moans reverberated in their mouths, their lips smashed against each other, and their heads thrashed as they switched angles rapidly.

Glitter had frozen in realisation at the earlier mention of babies by Cookie. When she became engrossed in watching the married couple, she almost forgot why she was there in the first place. She had just recently considered using a human womb as a place to grow herself a new body, and she had stumbled upon a man and a woman in the middle of their babymaking session. If she was going to get her body back, it had to be now.

Shaking herself back to reality, she zipped below the bed as they were making out and phased up through the bed frame and mattress straight into Cookie’s womb. Neither spouse noticed the brief purple glow emanating from Cookie’s belly as Glitter sealed herself in.

Cookie pulled away from the passionate kiss and gasped as she felt a sudden hot sensation in her belly, which, for some reason, was beginning to arouse her even further. She could feel her heart pounding faster, her loins twitching, and her pussy starting to soak again. Never before had she wanted to be pounded by her husband this badly, not just to have him make love to her, but to seed her, over and over again, until she was stuffed to the brim, ready to bear their children.

Hondo looked down at his panting wife, mildly confused by her shock. “What is it, Cookie?” he asked.

Without answering, Cookie suddenly grabbed him by the shoulders and flipped him over, so she was now on top. It was as if she somehow found enough strength to do so. Immediately after that, she seized his head and yanked him into an even harder kiss, sticking her tongue down his throat amidst his muffled yelps of surprise. Hondo was caught completely off-guard by this sudden act of dominance as Cookie continued to assault his mouth with her own.

“Cookie!” Hondo exclaimed as soon as he managed to pull away. “What’s gotten into you? You’re not usually this feisty!” He sounded more amused and impressed than shocked at this abrupt switch in behaviour.

As she looked back at her husband, Cookie’s eyes had grown hazy with a newfound lust. “Fuck now, questions later,” she answered bluntly. Pinning him to the bed with her weight, she raised her hips high into the air until only the tip of Hondo’s cock remained inside her moist folds before she slammed it back down as hard as she could. Loud smacks rang out through the bedroom as she rode Hondo like a wild horse, wildly bucking her lower lips against his pelvis.

“Mmmm, FUCK! Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!! Oh, Faust, your cock feels so fucking good! This is exactly what I need tonight!” she moaned as she rode Hondo’s cock with reckless abandon.

“Ohhh, shit! Ohhh, fuck!” Hondo grunted as he felt his wife’s pussy constrict his shaft. “C-Cookie...slow d-down! I-I can’t-mmph!” Cookie wasn’t listening. Instead, she grabbed his head again and shoved his face into her heaving breasts, smothering his voice completely.

“Come on, babe! You love these big tits, don’t you?” she shook her chest hard, crushing her fleshy melons against his face. “Go on! Bite them! Suck on them! They’re all yours!”

Not wanting to be outdone by his wife, Hondo resigned to his position and grasped both of her breasts with his hands, yanking her stiff nipples up to his mouth and sucking on them like there was no tomorrow. “Ohhh, fuck yes!” Cookie cried out. “That’s more like it! Suck them! Suck on my nipples! Ravage my tits! Show me how much you love me, you big, hunky stud! OH, YES!!!”

Keeping her nipples clamped firmly in his mouth, Hondo moved his hands down to her plump, round ass to get a firm grip on the bountiful lower cheeks before proceeding to deliver fast, powerful thrusts to match her lust-crazed bucking, which elicited yet another loud moan from Cookie as she felt her husband’s strong hands on her ass and his rapid thrusting. “MMMM, THAT’S RIGHT! PLAY WITH MY ASS, BABY! FUCK MY HORNY, WET PUSSY LIKE THE NAUGHTY BOY YOU ARE! YES, YES, YES, YES!!!” She kept her arms wrapped tightly around his head, anchoring him to her flailing tits.

“Mmmph...Cookie!” Hondo groaned upon pulling away from her hardened nipples. He could feel himself getting close, his cock twitching within the hot confines of Cookie’s ever-constricting walls. “I’m gonna c-cum...!”

“DO IT! CUM INSIDE ME! GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR THICK, HOT CUM! PUMP ME FULL OF BABIES!!!” Cookie screamed. Her mind was clouded with so much lust that all she could think of at the moment was the imminent climax that they so passionately shared every time they made love. Hondo wrapped his burly arms around her waist for leverage before he hastened his thrusts, ramming deep into her waiting pussy and bashing against her cervix, prepping himself to unleash his load into her womb.

“YES! MMM, THIS IS IT! OH, FUCK! AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, YES, YES, YES, YES!!! OH, HONDO, BABY! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM! OHHH, FUCK! I’M CUMMING!!!”

Gritting his teeth, Hondo thrust one more time, piercing right through her cervix and firing his load of seed full force into her womb. The rich, white, viscous fluid sprayed like a fire hose, coating the walls thoroughly. The combined force of his final penetration and cumshot pushed Cookie over the edge, and she rode out her climax, shamelessly screaming out her euphoria to the heavens above before she collapsed on top of her husband, her head resting against his shoulder as both spouses caught their breath.

No sooner after the afterglow had died down, Cookie pulled Hondo in for another deep, passionate kiss while grinding her naked flesh against his heavily muscled front. As soon as she pulled away, Hondo could see the same intense lust in her eyes as when they started. She was clearly still far from satisfied, even after just one intense rutting.

“Please, Hondo,” she begged, her breathing heavy, though more from sheer lust than exhaustion. “Retake me for another round.”

Although recovering from the ordeal, Hondo smiled as he stroked her hair. “Of course, honey,” he replied. “This time, I’ll be the one on top.”

Cookie giggled as he rolled her onto her back, his cock still buried in her pussy, before he resumed his vigorous thrusting. Soon enough, Cookie’s moans sounded out through the room as their lust raged into the night.

14 June 1998, 0211hrs

Hondo and Cookie collapsed on their bed as they sloppily made out with each other. After nearly 3 hours of dirty, hot sex between husband and wife, both of them were spent from their lovemaking, especially in Hondo’s case. He had to deal with his wife, who had suddenly grown ridiculously horny to the point that each time he came inside her, she kept begging for more. By this point, he had lost count of how many rounds they went together, but he at least knew he had finally managed to satisfy his wife’s exceptional craving for sex.

Cookie broke the kiss, a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips briefly before breaking away as she shifted to snuggle into his shoulder. “Mmmm, that was amazing, Hondo,” she cooed, running her hand in circles over his barrelled chest. “I’ve never needed such a good, hard fuck this much.”

“I’m glad...I could please…you,” Hondo answered between pants. He looked down at Cookie as she clung to his side, her pillowy breasts pressed against him and her chest rising and falling with each breath she took. “You think...we could go like...this again? Maybe even...longer?” As exhausting as it was, Hondo strangely found himself curious whether they could break their record again the next time they made love.

Cookie looked up to meet his gaze and smiled sweetly. “We’ll see,” she answered with a titter and a brief kiss. Holding each other tightly, Hondo and Cookie drifted off to sleep in their loving embrace, looking forward to their future as a couple and, eventually, with their new family.

Meanwhile, Glitter’s disembodied soul had merged within Cookie's womb, with the single fertilised egg swimming in all the sperm Hondo had pumped inside. A few seconds later, the gently glowing egg began to divide in 2, with both halves starting to grow.