“Yeah, that’s it. Hehe. I knew you could do it. Just needed a little...help!” 

With both hands, Sammy had grabbed hold of the adult’s head and slammed it down onto his huge cock. He was in the locker room of his high school, grabbing the bull by the horns in a literal sense, holding them tight as he pushed his way into the middle aged, muscular bovine’s windpipe. It bulged greatly against the size of Sammy’s cock as it was rammed in. Being at about 4 feet long and twice as thick as a 2 liter soda bottle, it was shoved past the older guy’s lips; uncut and humanoid in shape but with engorged veins sprawling across its length. An even meatier medial ring sat in the middle that the middle school aged skunk acquired from both natural growth and literally swallowing another dick down his dick. His low hanging, melon sized balls were pressed firm to the bovine’s chin as his entire length made its way down. It was spurting searing hot and oil-thick precum down into the coach’s stomach, requiring him to swallow while Sammy was just enjoying the feeling. 

With his nose shoved into the fur of Sammy’s crotch that was more matted, grungy, sticky, and discolored than the rest of the skunk’s body, the adult was at first hit with the same disgust he felt when the skunk walked into the locker room after hours. Just him walking was enough to make him choke but as he kept inhaling and coughing...the next thing the couch knew he was down on his knees while the skunk was using his mouth. The grungy stink being even stronger and that it was up close and directly pouring its potency into his sinuses. As this was happening, Sammy had his phone propped up to record, live streaming these events on a streaming platform that basically had no restrictions and even with its overall niche userbase, the unique skunk gained literal overnight attention and tons of money. 

With the camera live capturing it all to the commenting and donating viewers, Sammy started to thrust into the sucking mouth, keeping the older male’s head in place with his grip still on the thick horns, rocking his hips roughly to make his balls smack into the bovine’s chin, leaving behind a wet, sticky mark on the brown fur. His body was unwashed multiple times over, his grime and sweat making layers that sat deep in his fur, making him greasy and sticky to the touch. Everything that made contact with his body would have it rubbed onto its surface, leaving behind his scent. That same scent was filling up the locker room as he was using the hugging throat as his own sleeve, grunting as he started to thrust in harder, pounding his sweaty crotch to the bull’s nose and lips, smearing them in his filth as well. 

“Not saying much now, are you?” Sammy asked as he kept at it. The coach may have already forgotten but he complained about Sammy’s smell and told him to get out of the locker room. Even though the words weren’t that harsh the skunk still chose to take it personally, which fueled his mouth-humping. “Too busy using that mouth on my monster cock, aren’t ya?” 

Through the haze of lust and the pure musk that was aged over years and layered over itself multiple times over, the coach was able to form a semblance of a natural thought. Like a little voice in the back of his head telling him how wrong this was. How he was supposed to be an adult and this was a kid! But just as fast as the thought came, the bull’s conscience was drowned out by another raw of raw musk being inhaled, leaving him with the dirty thrill of being treated like this and getting recorded, his body getting marked from all the greasy filth that was rubbed onto him and the oily sweat that was coming from the skunk, soaking into his pelt. 

“Oh, so that’s your answer?” Sammy asked, grunting and biting his lip from the sucking that got even harder. He thrust even harder against that sucking, making the bull’s throat bulge even more, the sound of his balls smacking becoming much louder, echoing clearly through the otherwise empty locker room. More sweat was getting flung all over, messing up even more of the bull’s fur and clothes, getting smeared in so deep as the shaft was throbbing all the harder and the jangling balls were churning more as well. It wouldn’t be much longer and the bull was feeling a mix of excitement and dread, realizing how much he was swallowing he was already. 

Of course seeing no reason to hold himself back and having an obligation to put on a good show, Sammy started to fuck the adult’s mouth and throat with even more ferocity, keeping his hips moving back and forth, making the movements of his cock just as constant, making the wall of the throat completely slathered in multiple layers of the precum and grime. 

The bull was just barely hanging on from how much his throat was plugged, all the tainted air he was breathing in, and how much his head was getting thrashed back and forth from the constant thrusting. It wasn’t getting any easier as Sammy kept amping it up. The bull was left barely able to keep up with it all, left groaning around the cock, constantly gagging and nearly choking on the cock’s size and all the precum nearly clogging his throat. 

With one last push, Sammy was groaning aloud, clenching his teeth while holding the bull’s head steady, keeping his cock buried deeply enough to have his crotch stuffed to the bovine’s muzzle. The end of Sammy’s cock was swelling out even more, the blunted head bloating out even more like the thickness against the surge of cum that was blasting out, the great amount and the force of its expulsion making his urethra stretch as it all came jetting out. Blasting out with force, the bull didn’t even need to swallow when it shot down into his stomach, pumping it full with piping hot cum while his nose was stuck deep in the musky’s untamed crotch fur. 

For the bull it was like swallowing down a thick, clotty soup that was spreading its heat all throughout his body right away. More and more of the skunk boy’s fresh nut was coming out and pumping its way into his stomach, taking more space within and the hands kept him in place, his body being loose and malleable thanks to all the musk he inhaled. With his nose stuck deep into the crotch and his chin against the balls that were drawing up, he was paralyzed just by the arousal he felt. 

“Fuck yes!” Sammy moaned as he slowly pulled his cock from the other male’s throat, shooting out more cum from his tip, having it splatter onto the bovine’s still open mouth where it trailed thickly down his pecs and stomach, soaking the clothes he was wearing, spreading the scent all over. 

As the bull was still reeling from the messy heat covering him, Sammy was still going, letting out even more blasts as he gripped his sloppy cock and jerked it furiously, coaxing out more and more ropes of spunk that just kept coming, showing just how potent he was to his viewers that were lapping it up. They were watching the feed as the bull was literally getting painted in multiple layers of the heavy, dark colored cum that was so hot it had vapors of steam coming from it all. 

Taking it all to the face and body, the bull was just left kneeling and groaning as his face was covered so much that his vision was completely obscured, his face looking as if he was wearing a hood made of liquid and his mouth still open to receive whatever amount of cum that shot right into it. A few more high powered spurts and Sammy was finally done, at least when it came to cumming as his cock was still raging hard and throbbing. 

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet! I’ve got to give my viewers they’re money’s worth,” Sammy said aloud as he gripped the bull’s shoulders. But internally he chuckled. At this point the money would come in no matter what he did. Just sitting on a live stream, idly playing video games with his cock out was enough to rake in hundreds. Just as easily as he had gotten the bull onto his knees, Sammy now had him on his hands and knees in full view of the camera, at the perfect angle for the viewers to see him poking his tip at the hole and then pushing his way in, immediately slamming his way past the soft and tight rim, feeling it clenching around his inches right away. With cum still coating his face the bull was wide eyed underneath from being filled full at an instant, having a huge bulge in his stomach from the shaft being fully inserted. 

Right away, the skunk started to tug and shove his cock in and out of the coach’s unprepared and gripping hole. From the start he was going hard enough to shove his way in deep, plunging into the adult’s depths, keeping his stomach bulging even more than it already was from all the cum that was stored up inside. 

“Shit this is a tight hole. Don’t tell me I’m the first to fuck it?” Sammy asked as he slammed himself all the way in again, looking down at just how stretched thin the bull’s tailhole was, hearing his deep braying moans that filled up the locker room. They kept coming out as the kid was ramming his way in with full force, adding to the funk already in the room as his body was sweating even more on top of the funk that clung to him. 

The viewers were watching his dark colored and muggy cum-coated shaft plunging its way back and forth without mercy, making the bovine take it whether he was ready for it or not. The much younger and smaller male was rocking the bigger one’s body, making his body take way more than even the in-shape and bulky bull could usually handle. 

Feeling the clenches getting all the tighter, Sammy was fueled in going harder to keep his cock going through, huffing and grunting from the way it felt. Chasing the pleasure that came over and over again, fucking the couch like he was a feral animal in rut, keeping his lower half moving with even more aggression than before, leaning more of his body over the bull’s ball to smear more of his stink onto yet another staff member. By now there were so many that smelled of him, being unable to wash the smell off. The other adults that worked at the school were always wary of him, knowing it was a matter of time before they constantly reeked of him as well. 

By now the bull’s mind was completely rewritten. He didn’t care if he got caught by his fellow staff members or by another student. All he wanted was more pleasure, to keep getting fucked so furiously, hearing the dominance in all of Sammy’s grunts. Feeling the coach’s submission to him, Sammy gripped him harder and his hips became nearly a blur all over again, rolling his cock over the bull’s prostate and every other sensitive spot that the adult didn’t know that he had. Every time his whole body shook without control and his ass was clenching relentlessly, much to Sammy’s delight. 

“You love this huge, nasty kid cock, don’t you?” Sammy asked the bull. “Tell everyone so they can hear!” 

“Y-yes! I love your kid cock. Its so fucking huge!” the bull responded with an almost feminine pitch in his voice. His body rocking, his tongue failing from his mouth, collecting plenty of the cum that was dripping from his snout, his senses were going crazy and the pleasure was the only thing he could process.  

“Feels good to admit it, huh?” Sammy said with full self satisfaction. “Now hold still cause I’m about to nut so hard in you! S-shit, here it comes!” Keeping his body going at the same intensity, Sammy kept it up until it all came to a head, him thrusting in for a final time, hilting his cock in as deeply as it could reach, bulging the adult’s stomach again but that increased even more as the cum was rushing through his swelled cock, blasting more of his ball-batter directly into the adult’s guts, adding to all of the hot, dense, musky, and heavy stuff already there. Coming in from the other end, his cock was so thick that not a drop was spilling out, even as the bull’s stomach was bloating out to a far greater proportion in time with every gush that was coming out from the swollen tip. 

When Sammy pulled out the cum was still shooting out from his dick, almost continually like he was pissing out the jizz, painting the bull’s back and ass, almost casually so as he picked up his phone to check the comments and donations, grinning and angling his phone so they could see the cum pouring out from his dick. 

“That was a really good fuck. Remember to leave comments about who I should fuck next,” Sammy said, reposting a link into his chat. The link led to the staff list of his school. Usually the skunk acted on  spur of the moment, thinking with his dick and plunging into any hole that he saw fit but the suggestions from his chat made it fun to find that staff member and hunt them down and earning the money from his viewers watching was like cashing in a bounty...

-Can’t wait to watch you wreck another hole tonight!-

Sammy chuckled as he read that and many other comments that were rolling in as his stream had just started and he had a countdown before he would actually appear. There was only a minute left and yet there was already so much hype and attention coming his way. When the feed finally went live, Sammy showed his face while sitting back on his couch in his living room, having his cock out as he was planning to just do some casual gaming. He would keep the viewers titillated by giving his length the occasional stroke or even some licks and sucks to his tip. 

“Hey, guys!” Sammy called out, looking directly into his phone and addressing the viewers. “Doing another solo stream but if one of you donates enough then maybe I can invite you over to make it more interesting.” 

As the night wore on, Sammy’s mere presence was drawing in the usual audience that was ravenous to see a young hung skunk boy doing just about anything so long as they could ogle him through the screen. With his cock sloppy from the precum that had been casually leaking out, Sammy was scrolling through the tipped messages while also deciding which game that he wanted to play next. 

A strange message caught his attention, appearing in bold and a different font, standing out among all of the usual blocks of texts that were available for him to read. “Sammy...we need to talk,” it read, and it was followed by a strange unique private link. 

Sammy just scoffed and rolled his eyes, assuming that it was just another delusional fan thinking they could get his attention just by typing out some strange message that was more likely to be seen. However as the hours passed by more and more of the same message was flooding both the stream’s chat and his private inbox. Over and over again, even when the stream had ended, Sammy’s peace was endlessly disturbed by the constant, incessant buzzing of notifications that went on for an entire day afterwards. 

With a growl of annoyance, Sammy finally relented, clicking the link and entering a private chat with some guy. The request was simple: for the chatter and the skunk to meet up and they offered a huge sum of money as an incentive, which the skunk decided to agree on. It was just to get the messages to stop. If this was some kind of trick he was confident in his abilities to handle himself. The enclosed address led Sammy through a grimy alley and out the other end he came upon what looked like an abandoned building tucked away into the city, surrounded by much bigger ones, keeping it shrouded in cold shadows. He was told to enter and did so, finding the large building illuminated with lights and candles, the air being heavy with the scent of incense and the whole place decorated in deep red and sparkling gold that the skunk was certain wasn’t the real thing. 

It seemed to be an old chapel that was renovated but clearly they weren’t worshiping any of the well known religions. The vibe was way too dark, almost foreboding in a sense. Anything not red or gold was a heavy black. Seats were pushed to the walls to make room for a huge actual bonfire that was lit in the center of the floor from a dedicated pit. It cast more shadows, especially across the faces of the cloaked figures appearing one by one, all approaching the skunk that was more confused than anything else. 

Among all of the red-cloaked figures, there was one clad in black that stood out, approaching Sammy directly. The skunk could make out the glint of silver embroidery on the edges of its hood, its weaving looking strange and ritualistic. 

“What is this? Some kind of dumbass D&D club?” Sammy asked as they all looked at him, clearly being unimpressed. 

The black-robed individual stopped before Sammy. “You are the Chosen One,” he declared, his voice being low in an obvious forced authoritative and reverent voice. “The Prophesied Messiah that was foretold to come to us.” 

“Yeah, okay, pal. I’m not here for some lore dumb. Get to the chase. If this is a prank I’m taking the money you already sent and going the fuck home!” The skunk boy was becoming annoyed and was already turning around when the robed figure called out to him. 

“Wait! O-okay! I can prove it!” he spoke in a regular tone now. “Bring out the ring!” 

Some other cloaked members came out with some thick silver band that was adorned with intricate runes, the metal seeming to hum and glow with an energy that Sammy felt and he was instantly drawn to it. 

“A-all of us have been spoken to by a deity from beyond our realm. And he spoke of a child born and gifted with power beyond mortal comprehension. And it is you, Sammy, whose unbridled lust and generosity have earned you this sacred honor."

The ring didn’t look like it was meant to go around his wrist and before Sammy could ask about the presented accessory, he felt a heavy tingling between his legs. As he kept gazing at it his cock was responding, getting hard and making his shorts strain. Sammy went along with the feeling that struck him, pulling them down and having his massive shaft spring free, flinging a rope of precum that hit one of the cloaked members, making them groan and shiver. Even with the cloaks on, Sammy could see their wide eyes as they stared at his bloated, uncut maleness. He made a point to get fully nude, figuring he may as well give everyone something to look at. After all, if this was just a fluke he could still fuck plenty of them to make the trip here worth it. 

Sammy got in close and the black-robed figure picked up the ring, groaning a bit from its weight, signifying that even an adult like him was having trouble even lifting the object. But the figure managed with some grunts and got it level with the kid’s dick. They had lured in other skunk kids before, being certain they found the right one but all so far had failed this ultimate test, being accepted by the sacred ring that was bestowed to them. Like Cinderella slipping into the glass slipper, the thick silver band allowed Sammy’s cock through, morphing itself to the skunk’s dick size. 

As his inches passed through the hole, he felt an electric surge coursing through his whole body, every part of him tingling as the band got all the closer to the base. When the ring was finally in proper place Sammy was groaning aloud while feeling the world around him shifting, the air thickening with not just his choking musk but also an unexplainable yet also undeniable kind of power that was taking hold deep within his core. 

“Holy shit…” Sammy breathed, being actually awestruck as the band’s energy was pumped into him. He could feel it traveling all through him in a flash; hot and exhilarating like a high potent drug being injected into him. He was filled with a sense of strength but also a different kind of understanding. He just instantly knew: that his father wasn’t his actual dad. That the cult was tied to a ritual that his parents participated in, taking the place of a demon for a day that fucked the entire cult, including his mom. And this demon was a high ranking lord of lust, making him part lust demon himself. 

All of these revelations came to him at once while the hooded figures around him got down on their knees, watching as Sammy was glowing with red light, his body levitating as silver bands formed around his wrists and his veins surged from the energy flowing through them. When Sammy opened his eyes they were now black with green irises, just like the lust demon himself. 

He gazed around at the worshiping throng, feeling his cock surging with a new kind of power as it throbbing, the ring pulsing and glowing in time with those pulsations. Sammy’s mind was consumed with a primal, overwhelming urge to claim, to rut and breed them all as his own followers. They belonged to him and were his to both command and use. 

“We even have a tribute,” the black-robed one said before he snapped his fingers. One of the red robe wearing members stepped up, already standing out from how large he was. The hood was pulled back to reveal a huge, wide bodied hog whose body was both muscle and fat. “He, like the rest of us, is yours to use.” He stepped to Sammy and kneeled before him, looking up with pure awe at his cock that seemed to be gleaming from the light that radiated from the activated cock ring. 

Even with a few feet between them, the hog took a breath and got his nose filled with the stinking state of the boy’s body and he couldn’t help but cough and even gag a bit from it, his eyes watering from its effect on his senses. 

“Oh, is it too much for you to handle?” Sammy asked with a mock tone of sympathy. “Hehe, if so then you can do some licking to make it better.” 

The hog grimaced but nodded. He was already assigned to tend to the young spawn of their demon lord and would do anything he was told to. Like everyone else in the forgotten cathedral, he wasn’t expecting Sammy to be this potent in so many ways and to be so unashamedly degenerate, basking in his own filth and abundance. It was equally disgusting looking at his cock that was like a creature of its own as it pulsed, his veins swelling from all the blood roaring through them, its fat opening spitting up blobs of thickly oozing precum that added to the unseen fog of skunk stink.  

He got up close, still on his knees before the skunk that had gone from floating to smugly sitting on the intricately carved throne, having his legs spread and his cock jutting out as the hog gripped it and felt his fingers slip against the oily coated and when his tongue touched it he almost seized from how harsh the flavor was. 

But he did it again, forcing himself to endure both the smell and taste at its full strength, having his nose and touch touching the tip. What he was both inhaling and tasting was the product of Sammy never washing his cock, having it stewing in its own mess and juices day after day. All of the sweat, cum, piss, and other elements that came from his crotch were all left to collect on top of itself, creating literal layers of filth that were so intense in every way. The sheer degree of it was already shocking enough for the cock itself to be so big and monstrous while attached to a skinny arrogant kid… 

The more that hog sniffed licked, the harder it was getting for him to think. His mind was getting hazier and the thoughts brewing in his head were becoming more and more muddled until the only thing he could process was Sammy’s cock itself, the only thing in front of him. And once that happened the previously reluctant hog was suddenly agreeable and even appeared to be hooked. 

All of a sudden he was opening his muzzle wide, wrapping his lips around the tip that was dripping so much, coming out at a constant rate that had him gulping the hot and soupy stuff directly while humming from its density and flavor. It was just the precum that but it was outdoing most adult’s usual orgasms, continually pouring out from the opening. While guzzling down the fluid he was pushing his head forwards, taking more of the cock into his mouth and even his throat without wondering if he could even handle it. 

The other worshipers were watching as one of their own was taking on the task, now seeming to be in a trance, taking on the task given to him full want and enthusiasm as he continued to moan and snort of the smell that was radiating from the pulsing flesh now between his widely stretched lips. With all the precum he swallowed, his throat was more willing than even the hog himself expected, spreading his windpipe as it was sunk in, making a loud sound beyond his choked gag. Sammy’s pants were also heard as he enjoyed the hot adult mouth that was taking in his dick. 

Even though it most certainly looked like a lot to handle, the cult member wasn’t letting up, still pushing his body to take even more of the impossibly sized cock belonging to their crowned messiah, his throat getting stretched further around the thickness, the expanding bulge being seen by everyone watching and the squeezing providing Sammy with added tightness as the swallowing continued throughout. 

The moans from Sammy were echoing throughout the cathedral, growing louder as he started to thrust into the already stuffed throat, making long strokes that had his inches pumping in and out, gliding along the length of the hog’s precum-coated throat. 

With his own strength, the skunk had no problem repeatedly stuffing the whole length of his dick in and the hog was left to take every bit of it, letting out a muffled groan every time it happened. 

Doing all that he could while the kid was moving his own hips, the hog was swishing and grinding his tongue all across the wide girth. While doing so the pulses were getting all the stronger against the walls of his windpipe. The hog was panting heavily as well, still only just managing to handle all of the precum that was cascading out without pause, doing his best to bob his in time with the pumps coming from Sammy. 

After doing this a few more times, those throbs grew all the further in strength, happening in time with Sammy grunting, his whole body tensing and his sharp teeth clenched as he came. With the precum already so plentiful the first surge of Sammy’s actual cum was enough to make the porcine go wide eyed; his throat was bloated out all the further against all of the spunk that was blasting out, further painting the adults insides in the roiling hot, incredibly dense, and heavily musky substance. He was first stuck in place by the potency of it before he started to swallow hard to pull the stuff down into his stomach. 

But the for as hard as he tried, it was ultimately a losing battle for the chosen cult member but he was still doing as much as he could, swallowing the loads in his mouth and throat hard but it got to the point that he had to pull back, having the rest shot out onto his face and just one spurt was enough to completely coat it along with his neck and chest in a heavy layer. But they kept coming from there, soaking his robes and bleeding through to mark his body as well, coating him in the boy’s pure nut-stench, causing the hog himself to groan, shake, and start cumming on himself just from the strange overwhelming thrill that he never felt before. 

“Mmm… You said he’s mine to use, right?” Sammy asked with a widening grin. “And in any way I want?” 

“Y-yes,” the black-robed one responded. “All for the sake of our deity.” 

“Good,” Sammy said with certainty. After shooting his loads and completely coating the hog there was a new kind of urge that was striking him. One that he felt before and just the thought of it was making his cock ache, being kept hard and the ring was still pulsing in light in time with Sammy’s cockbeats. He looked at the hog still but his expression had a degree of hunger now that the hog himself could see through all the cum stuck to his face. 

The porcine was told to reach his hand out and he did so, finding that his hand was suddenly sucked into something hot and tight, gripping and even sucking on his hand. Letting out a sound of surprise at what this thing that felt like a mouth and throat could be. Wiping away the cum with his other hand the hog was even more shocked than everyone else watching. What they all saw was the hog’s hand up to the wrist being stuffed past Sammy’s urethra, which had expanded around the hog’s meaty arm as it was still pulling. The hog didn’t know what to say or do, just standing there gawking. 

Sammy’s cock acted for him, suddenly pulling in much harder to the point that the hog was lifted off his feet a bit. The kid’s cock was spreading out wider around the bulky adult’s head and shoulders as well. Just like that one time he swallowed up another kid with his dick, Sammy was just acting on this urge that struck him and he was looking the way it felt, so suck down a guy that was much bigger than that skinny horse had been. 

Everyone in the cathedral was watching as Sammy’s cock was stretching out to take in the massive male while Sammy was moaning and shaking from the pleasure of having his dick stuffed around them, pulling him further into his length. It got even better as the hog was starting to move about in protest, coming to his senses and wanting to be let out from the gripping, slippery tunnel that was sucking him in further with so much strength. 

“Almost there…” Sammy said in a smug manner as he reached his hands out, gripping his stretched out dick, holding it upwards so that gravity could start pulling the hog down in addition to the sucks of his dick. With all of the cum that still lubed the urethral walls, the hog all but slid right down, making the cock bulge out in that area even more. 

As it got down to the end of Sammy’s shaft, even the ring was expanding to let the hog into his balls, which were stretching out to impossible levels to allow the squirming adult anthro inside as just his feet remained outside. Those were sucked in as well and the big adult was pulled all the way down into his sack and the hog found himself sloshing around in all of the cum that was within the skunk’s balls, finding himself in the cramped chamber that started to unexpectedly start clenching down hard on him from all sides, churning up the cum that soaked him completely while also doing something to him. He was feeling weaker and...lesser the more that his body was squeezed and jostled around. 

While working on the hog, Sammy looked at his balls squeezing so closely that the shape of the hog could be clearly seen. With every clench he was shooting out more precum, its smell getting much stronger than it was before while his body was gaining a growing sense of strength though his body wasn’t visibly changing. It all just felt so good and that’s what he cared about. 

As the process was still going, Sammy called for more cult members to worship him, drawing attention to his balls that were still moving all on their own, churning and clenching on themselves audibly while the muffled noises of the hog could be heard. The various cult members were disturbed by it but still did as they were ordered. Their curiosity was stronger and so was the sense of need that came the moment they got close enough to touch the pair of balls that were so impossibly sized and moving so much. Many hands were touching and palming the skunk’s balls, getting instantly wet and sticky with the coating that was infused into the muggy, unwashed fur. 

Already so many went beyond just rubbing to pressing their cloaked faces against the skunk’s balls, their cloaks sliding back to reveal various species that were all instantly hooked on his grunge and stink, not just nuzzling the nasty pair of nuts but also running their tongues against them, licking all over as much as they could, giving both attention all at the same time while letting out various hums and moans of delight. 

From the hog still struggling inside of him and the outside stimulation, the whole digestion process was going along much faster. The hog’s movements got all the slower and weaker as he became more sludge than person, which would lead to him joining all of the cum already in the boy’s sack. And like it had been with the horse boy, Sammy was moaning and squirming even more as he felt the hog becoming a part of him. The precum leaking from his cock was coming out in even bigger amounts and the color was even darker. 

His balls were still pulsing even when the hog had stopped moving. There was warmth and tingling felt all over him. The throbs of his cock were getting even stronger as he felt it expanding further in size, his balls feeling even heavier as well. He groaned from the pleasurable feeling of his loins stretching out, the feeling being added to from all the hands and mouths working on his cock and balls were such fervence. 

Just as there were those worshiping his balls, there were plenty of followers desperately licking, sniffing, and groping at his shaft. It was happening while the shaft itself was expanding before them, gaining more inches and thickness, giving them even more area to work with. 

They were all doing what they could, covering as much area as they could manage, working his base, the middle, and the tip all at one time, giving full attention to the area available to them. Those at his tip even played with his excess of pungent foreskin, pulling it back to expose his cockhead that was becoming all the more bulbous and taking in the scent of all the trapped sweat that met the air. They dragged their tongues all over, even sliding against and pushing underneath the fat foreskin when it was rolled forwards again. There was so much addictive sweat and scum for them to lap up and they couldn’t get enough. 

The feeling of his loins growing while growing became too much for Sammy to endure any longer. He yelled out as his cock swelled and unleashed a torrent of cum that was beamed across the floor, reaching far as it painted the floor. Having his cock gripped and stroked, making the tip swing from side to side, the next gushes of cum that came forth were streaking and completely coating various areas of the cathedral, leaving behind his choking, pure nut-reek. 

Everything his cum could reach was literally getting painted so heavily and the darkened cum was flowing out like piss. Sammy felt it all and enjoyed the sight of marking the place that was now his. Moaning out still as his cum was splattering all over the place, making it smell more and more of him, Sammy felt his balls deflating but only to a certain degree, being left bigger than they were, much bigger in fact. As he had taken horse traits from the equine he first swallowed now he had taken the hog’s ball size and potency that they were known for, his climax lasting even longer than usual as the black and gold was getting mixed in dark yellow steaming skunk jizz… 


Sammy made the place his own. Not just by painting the place with his cum multiple times over but the cathedral was just the bottom floor of the large building. There were more stories and Sammy was given the best room they had. He decided to have a home-away-from-home there once they started to renovate the place to better suit his needs. Now that he had powers, all he wanted to do was play around with them. So the skunk would summon various members to his decked out room so he could play around with his new demonic abilities. 

Everything about his body and traits were enhanced; the size of his cock that had gained more size, being at 5 and a half feet long while being more than a foot in thickness with balls that were like watermelons. It hung heavy between his legs, always kept in a semi-hard state at least thanks to the magical band always keeping a pressure on his dick. His potency was greatly increased, his body working up such a sweat just from him sitting in place, getting soaked up by his already discolored fur, making him and anything he came into contact with reek all the more. 

With practice Sammy found out that he could actually use portals that could reach as far away as he could imagine. As long as he knew where something or someone was he could make a portal and reach through. Naturally the skunk first used that to snatch stuff for himself from stores, picking them right off of the shelf but then he got the idea to use the portal on his dick, ending it through the magical hole, stuffing it into the mouth or ass on the other end. And most of the time he was doing it without warning, having various cult members going about their day when they all of a sudden got penetrated by a huge cock spreading their ass or throat. 

After some weeks of practice, Sammy had gotten a handle on his powers and his position as this new messiah of the cult. But it did get pretty boring fast. All there really was to do in the cathedral was sit around on his throne where he would be fawned over by his cult. There was even a pedestal to hold his dick up, even though he could easily do so with his own power without any effort at all. But even though there were so many to worship him any time he wanted, Sammy was getting bored of that as well. He enjoyed the chase of hunting guys down, subjecting them to his smell and dominating them. The cult members were just too easy to play around with, way too compliant. He could go out to have his classic form of fun but it wouldn’t be too long before his phone and other devices were riddled with messages that would slow them down. By now the cult was really starting to annoy him so he took it out on them by using them in the ways he saw fit. 

Through the next portal he made while sitting at his throne, he slammed his way into someone’s ass. He didn’t really care who it was, hearing the moaning that came from a connected hallway. Pushing his way deep into the hugging ass on the other end, the skunk already knew he was stretching out whoever it was, making them take the whole of his even larger dick, rearranging their insides with his length and thickness all getting jammed inside. While other cult members were still stroking, licking, and huffing his nuts he was ramping up the pace until he slammed himself in again and flooded the hole, grinning as he felt the surges of his cum flowing through his pulsating dick. 

Round after round, one cult member after another, Sammy was rutting into the magical hole, fucking whatever was on the other end of it, basking in new abilities that he could fuck literally anyone nearby. And picking someone at random gave him that fun he had been missing before. Everyone he pounded into was left bloated but his cock didn’t ease in hardness, his lust kept raging through him. Every time he started again there was another distant moan to be heard. 

More than ever before, Sammy felt truly in tune with his lust. Just acting on it felt so good. The tight holes, fucking his way in as deeply as he could, unloading all of his stored up jizz. In fact ever since he got his powers Sammy was certain that his body was producing cum as quickly as he let it out as his balls had yet to lose their weight even as he was cumming almost endlessly over multiple days. The fervent touch and encouragement from the cult members still worshiping his body spurred him on. 

He made dominant growls as he came yet again inside of a tight, gripping hole and immediately moved the portal to someone else, having it seek out someone else. And watching it all, the black-robed cult member had been beaming as he watched Sammy embrace his lust more than ever, letting himself loose and experiencing burst after burst of pure pleasure. If they kept the kid satisfied and did whatever he wanted, it wouldn’t be long before they could convince Sammy to summon their true lord. 

It wasn’t just giving into his lust that Sammy needed to do but he also needed to consume souls to grow in power and in doing so that soul would be sent to his father after passing through him. Every cult member that Sammy took into his cock got them all a step closer. Keeping multiple portals around him that were connected to asses or muzzles, Sammy used them all when he felt like it. Just as he was enjoying himself, all of the cult members were fully prepared to give themselves up for the sake of their grand purpose and ultimate long-term goal. So many of them hoped to have their moment of being chosen by Sammy and getting swallowed down into his dick to add to his loins’ glory, winding up where their lord was at the end of it all. 

But of course Sammy proved more difficult than the leading cult member expected. At first they played to the kid’s desires but it was now that he felt it was time to start making moves. The skunk wasn’t in the cathedral, instead in his large room on the top floor of the building. The hooded figure walked into the room and immediately felt his lungs clenching against the almighty stench that hit him. Really the heavy reek of Sammy’s unwashed body especially his dick was smelled all over and on every floor but of course the room he spent all of his time in and brought cult members in to fuck and then devour with his dick smelled the worst. 

“Our savior, I have a favor to ask of you,” the cloaked figure said as he approached Sammy.  At the moment the skunk was sitting on a small couch with his legs spread and his dick resting on an ottoman, not even wearing clothes as he just grunted while playing a video game, acknowledging the cult member but not saying anything to him. As he walked in the leading cult member couldn’t help but look at Sammy’s dick that was kept in a semi-hard state, idly throbbing and leaking so much dark colored precum even while not in use. It was so big, nearly the length of Sammy’s own body while looking about 3 feet wide in circumference. 

The shaft hadn’t just gotten much bigger but it had changed in shape so much from taking in so many different species. While still uncut the shaft had more animalistic traits: it was even more equine in shape, having the flared out head that was only just contained within the fat excess of greasy foreskin. The medial ring was even larger but so were the veins, looking more like fleshy telephone pole wires and small pipes that spread across the inches. At the end of his cock was a wide knot with the band still glowing behind it, keeping it out permanently. Lining the length were rows of penile barbs on the topside and underside with even more lining around the flared cockhead, hidden for now in the foreskin. It jumped in time with Sammy’s heartbeat and the tip would spit up another large splat of the stinking, steaming precum that added to the pool on the already stained and sticky carpeting, the fluid coming from the constantly churning balls that were the size of beach balls. 

It wasn’t just Sammy’s cock that had changed either. His body had as well: gaining muscle that showed through his thick unkept pelt, complete with pecs and abs. He gained so much power from swallowing so many down with his cock but though he had the traits of an adult such as the impressive bulk and the much thicker, darker fur that was under the skunk’s arm, he was so obviously still a child. And with that much demonic power in him, he could maintain that form for however long he wanted, keeping himself as a youth packing a monstrously sized dick that was actually pretty grotesque to look at. 

“I think it’s about time that you start to fulfill your duties. You have consumed many of us and surely you have gathered enough power to-” 

“Can you get to the point? Fuck, you always talk too much!” Sammy groaned, trying to keep his focus on the game he was playing, not even taking his gaze away from the tv. 

“W-we’ve served our purpose and it's time you serve yours! Come down to the cathedral so we can finally summon your father,” the black-robed one said with more firmness in his voice but Sammy didn’t respond, keeping his gaze forwards and his thumbs tapping on the controller’s buttons and swiveling the joystick. “Aren’t you listening?! It’s your duty to-” 

“It’s not my duty to do shit!” Sammy snapped back. “I only came here in the first place because you fucks wouldn’t leave me alone. Why do you need me anyways? Can’t you go do some chants or do a blood sacrifice or something.” 

“We need you because of your connection by blood to our gilded lord!” the black-robbed one, now sounding both fed up and offending. “I’ve waited long enough to finally see him again! You’re coming with me!” In his angry haste, he reached out and grabbed Sammy’s wrist, making the skunk look at him finally, his glowing eyes piercing right into the hooded-one’s soul and he only then realized his mistake. 

“I… I didn’t intend to-” Sammy didn’t give the cloaked man the chance to apologize. He was unable to speak when his body was enveloped in demonic energy that kept him moving at all. At the skunk’s mercy, he was forced down onto his knees as the skunk finally paused the game and started to get up. 

“Let’s not forget who’s in charge here. Who’s cult this is! I’m gonna do whatever I want and whenever I feel like it! You’re all my loyal little cocktoys. Including you,” Sammy said firmly as he reached out to snatch back the hood, finally revealing the leading cult member to be a large eared bat, looking up at the skunk with wide eyes as he was unable to escape the demon-spawn’s gaze or his looming, throbbing, leaking hybrid cock. 

Obviously the skunk was aiming to teach this subordinate a lesson but he wanted to do something that would really stick. And he finally got an idea when looking at the adult’s large, twitching ears. 

The bat himself was forced to look directly at the pillar of horribly unwashed meat that pulsed between Sammy’s legs, his nose wrinkling and his chest heaving out of disgust from the raw scent pouring into his nose and yet the more he was forced to inhale it, the more tolerable it was becoming and his mouth was even starting to water before he noticed. A hand came down to hold his head in place and the next thing the bat knew, the cockhead that was more than a foot in circumference was pushed against his ear and even though it was large, there was no way it was gonna let the foul-smelling, grease coated meat inside. 

At least not by regular means. Even before Sammy had a talent of making his cock fit into tight holes but he had demonic power to literally make any passage penetrable. To the bat’s own shock and horror, his ear canal was stretching to let the flesh in. Precum was already gushing right inside, bringing a thick wet heat that made the bat gasp in disgust. Sammy kept pushing his way into the ear canal, making it stretch around the even thicker girth beyond the tip, using all of the precum, sweat, and grime that glazed the inches so thickly, hearing its thick gunkiness in the most up close way. 

Through his annoyance, Sammy was watching an acting with growing interest, realizing that this was his first time fucking someone in the ear. He continued to push and was surprised by how good it felt while listening to the bat’s weak and overwhelmed groaning. His other ear was stretching out to let the tip out from the other end. Sammy grunted from the feeling and tightness, as if he was fucking a sleeve with two openings that he could penetrate all the way through. Using all the fluids and slickness all over his dick, Sammy kept pushing to grind the barbs of his cock along the walls of the bat’s ear lining,  sending tingles through him but that was nothing compared to the shocks of Sammy scrubbing the adult’s brain with all of his cockgrime, soaking it in all the roiling precum that had been stirring in the heavy balls. 

Sammy was going slow at first, not for the bat’s sake, but because he was simply getting a feel for this different kind of penetration. But once he got into the swing of it, the skunk started to pump his way into the bat’s ear, finding not that different to fucking someone’s ass or mouth. But with this act he was able to see his cock sliding through the other male’s head, shooting his precum out as it pulsed all the harder, letting out huge bursts that were like sprays from a fountain, blasting out his dark, reeking, and clotty precum. He went all the way down to the knot over and over again, leaving more of his precum all over the walls of the bat’s ear canal, making it easier to do while literally soaking the adult’s brain. As it all happened, Sammy was watching the bat’s expression becoming all the dumber, his resistance falling away entirely as he didn’t have the capacity to do so anymore. 

As he started to speed things up, sliding the whole length of his cock back and forth, grinding it firmly against the surrounding surfaces and over the bat’s brain that he was further soaking in his fluids. He took full control, pushing all the way down to his knot with every thrust, producing a loud sloppy slurping noise with every push and pull that he made. 

The bat was completely at the bat’s mercy, not having his head speared on his cock but by now he wasn’t capable of forming a single thought, still being hit with shocks with every thrust, having so much precum jetted into his head that it was leaking from his nose and his stuck open mouth. The only thing he could process was the pleasure being forced into him. That intensified as Sammy started to thrust his way in even harder and faster, coaxing even more precum out of his shaft. 

Ramping things up from there, the skunk was ramming his cock into the bat’s head over and over again, completely rubbing the adult’s brain smooth, using the motions and all of the precum soaking it to rewrite the leading cult member’s thoughts. He was completely at the skunk’s mercy like never before, taking deep breaths that were filling his lungs with the rank, layered musk that was hanging heavy in the air around them. 

It all came to a head when Sammy actually didn’t thrust his way fully in. Instead he pulled back so that his tip was in the bat’s ear, making sure that his flood of cum was all going right into the bat’s head, marking him deeply from the inside and literally washing out any trace of his independence that remained. The bat’s eyes lidded as cum was gushing out from both ears, his nose, and his mouth. Just from the sensations he was cumming, shooting his own loads entirely hands free while being apparently unaware of doing so.

Right after that Sammy gathered all the remaining cult members, which were about 10 at this point, having his phone in place, making it float with his powers as as he started up another livestream, giving his viewers an update to where he had been during his extended break and they were absolutely shocked by the state of the demon-awakened boy that was wielding such a cock and surrounded by those who were still loyal to him, seeing what could happen if they angered him like their leading member had. 

The brain-numbed bat was still in Sammy’s grip as he levitated, having a hold on the adult as he rammed his way in roughly, stuffing and spreading the adult’s hole in one go, having his foreskin-covered knot throbbing firmly against the clenching hole. All of the adult’s most sensitive spots were hit at the same time, and this time he was doing it not just in front of the entire cult but to the thousands that were already watching and commenting so fervently that the chat was a mere blur. 

Sammy didn’t wait for the end to shove his knot in, having it all inside; strongly throbbing in the bat’s heavily stretched guts, spraying his hot precum directly inside as well, already inflating the other male’s midsection. The bat was just moaning out, his hole squeezing firmly down on the large shaft. 

Pulling his knot and inches from the rim, Sammy was doing it all over again, pushing all of it back past the clenching rim, hitting all of the bat’s sweet spots with his size, ridges, and fat bulges of his hybrid dick, hitting every sweet spot and making the older male’s body bulge all over again. He was showing everyone how powerful he had become and how easy all of this was for him. 

Going balls deep every time, having them swing upwards, he kept the bat moaning out with a pitch in his voice. As for the other cult members, they were also set to worship Sammy as he performed for his viewers, showing them his influence. Making his phone float and move all around they were getting a full view of him fucking the bat while the other cult members were fully engaged with worshiping the demon-powered kid’s balls, ass, feet, and anything else they could reach while he was floating and fucking their former leader, putting their hands and tongues to work as they moaned against him. 

Seeing that he was getting attention and traction like never before, Sammy continued to thrust his way in, forcefully knotfucking the bat, keeping his engorged inches streamrolling over the prostate, keeping the bat yelling out from his body stretching internally to handle it all, his body being constantly rocked hard and faster, the grunts from Sammy and moans from everyone else being heard within the cathedral and on the live feed. Precum was constantly spurting out from the bat’s stretched ass, spurting onto the other cult members, yet again marking them in the stink of Sammy that already clung so firmly to them. As oozed down his balls there were plenty of tongues to immediately start lapping it up. 

The next hard thrust so deep into his stretched out stomach and against his prostate was just too much for the bat to handle any longer. He yelled out and sprayed his cum onto some of the cult members below but they were still entirely focused on Sammy and all of his potency. Sammy was still pumping into him, leaving the bat gasping and shaking with even less control of himself, panting heavily in a way that kept the musk heavy in his nose, keeping the rush coursing through his body. 

As for Sammy himself, he was just focused on powering through the stronger clenches of the bat’s ass. He was absolutely lapping up the attention that came from the cult members and the stream viewers alike, having them ogling every inch of his enhanced body that had features far beyond any normal kid. In fact those watching the stream were also getting affected like never before. They couldn’t take their eyes off the boy but it was also like the musk emanating from his body, as if he was permeating their viewing devices and making its way to them, striking their sense of smell with an otherworldly musk that was both disgusting and addicting. They couldn’t get enough of it, feeling themselves getting pulled in and getting hooked on the boy, their senses getting taken up by him. They just had to submit themselves… 

Meanwhile Sammy pumped the whole of his cock and knot in and out a few more times before doing it all again even harder than before, keeping himself lodged in fully as his balls were drawing up, still being licked and stroked by the others to make the feeling even better. The bat’s stomach, which already felt full from all the precum that was pumped in, was bloating out even more and rapidly against the surges of cum that were firing out like blasts from a volcano, making his stomach expand in both size and weight with every throb and further gush that came. The spunk that was spilled out was desperately lapped up by all the cult members, them being hooked on Sammy’s taste and smell, completely willing to do whatever he wanted them to. 


As this was all taking place, Gilded the lust lord Baron of Hell was watching with a smile on his face, feeling like a proud dad as he watched his spawn abuse the mortals around him like a true demon. He put everything in place, setting it all up for his son from the moment he was born but not for himself. It was all a game, a test he set for the skunk to see what he would do. In the end it wouldn’t have mattered anyway because everything that Sammy would have done anyways would get them a step closer to finally meeting.  The towering red skinned, gold wearing horse was overjoyed that Sammy didn’t roll over and follow the mortals’ orders. It was obvious to him that Sammy would fit right at home in his palace as his heir once he was ready…