Demon Hunter’s Folly

	Dark clouds hung in the sky as Jatie trekked ever closer to the mountains. The lithe hooded snake grumbled to himself, wondering why all demons and vampires and things of that ilk always seemed to be under dark clouds. He let a gloved hand pass over his mostly red-orange face, a light blue on his jaw and heading down his frontside. His hood, which he stroked over, happened to be similar on the inside, fringed with the light blue. The backside was a deep, midnight blue, which extended over most of his body. Splotches of the red were shot through, on his arms and legs and tail. His front side, however, was more of the red, with the inside of his arms and legs being that. A plated front down his neck and appearing on his unarmored tail showed the light blue color. Jatie grinned a little, knowing he was a handsome snake. With a sigh, he readjusted his leather jerkin, leather pants and boots keeping him safe and his blade on either side of his hip.
	The reptile’s climb ended with his green gaze coming upon a cave. Though as he looked up, he saw many other small holes in the mountain face. He frowned at that. Hopefully he was at the right one, he had no gear for rock-face climbing. Sighing softly, the snake approached the cave, peering in wearily. There didn’t seem to be any light beyond what came in through the clouds. With a sigh, he took off his bag and grabbed his torch, lighting it before pressing forwards. Fire light flickered as he proceeded, his thoughts drifting to the village only a little ways away. It was a strange place, all the people there seemed oblivious to the demon that stalked their doorstep. They were welcoming and friendly and not at all concerned. It had been a strange night. Especially when he had found a couple of the others around the small town fucking each other. A flush went through his face as he shifted about, feeling arousal a bit as he recalled the times he had come across those couplings. Jatie shook his head, needing to clear it before he got to the demon here.
	Here was turning out to be something completely unexpected. Stairs, decorations, rooms built into the rocks. He pondered what this place was before it dawned on him. It was like a castle. Fucking demon had made himself a hidden palace. The reptile grit his teeth at that, hissing angrily. He hated arrogant pricks. And thinking of the demon, he went over all the information he had obtained. Strong, limber, and fast. Not surprising. What was strange was his seeming ability to replicate himself. Either through fast movement or actual clone look-a-likes, no one would say. He’d need to be careful of that. It was kind of annoying how little info there was besides that and where it lived. Having ascended an absurd amount of stairs and traversing the many levels, he came to a stop outside of what seemed to be a large set of double doors. They were wooden, closed off from the rest of the ‘castle’. Taking a moment to rest, Jatie placed his torch on the wall before trying to push open one of the doors. It was a struggle for the weaker reptile, but eventually it creaked open enough for him to slip inside.
	It seemed to be a throne room of sorts. A red carpet rolled out from the entrance up to a step and a chair. Walls held flickering flames in a strange purple color, yet brighter than typical fire. Though what caught the snake’s attention was the demon itself. His eyes flicked over the form. It was a bat, charcoal black over most of his body yet also with golden fur around his neck, arching over like a cowl to cover his face and muzzle. The piercing blue eyes watched the reptile as he strode forward, pulling his swords out. Jatie’s eyes continued to take in the demon, noting the yellow fur went down to his pectorals, the chest thick and corded. Arms and legs were muscled like such too and a large trail from the navel leading down was of the golden variety. The reptile swallowed as he looked over the simple loincloth the male wore, doing nothing to hide the very obvious and large lump hidden under it. Fuck, that bat exuded masculinity, a sexy beast and that was bad. Seduction demons were hard to fight, though now the village made a lot more sense to him.
	“Demon, release those you have enthralled!” Jatie spoke in anger, hissing. All the bat did was grin crookedly (or normally, he was leaning on his balled up fist as his elbow rested on the chair’s arm).
	“If you are referring to the village,” the demon spoke, his rich baritone causing the snake to tense up. “Know that they stay willingly.”
	“Lies!” Getting into his stance, he lightly flourished a blade. “I will dispose of your vile influence!” Without even waiting for the creature to rise for any sort of defense, the reptile was sprinting towards it. Bringing a blade down, he felt it connect with the very real stone of the seat, the bat having rolled over an arm to land on the ground in a crouched position. The clanging went along with the jarring to his arm but Jatie would hold fast, needing to stamp out this creature before it claimed any more innocent lives. Or virginities, in this case, his mind whispered to him. The thought brought a flush to his face even as he went on the offensive, swinging his blades in tandem akin to a dance. The bat bobbed between his strokes, a counter to his movements. A growl emanated from the reptile as he brought both up to strike before a foot landed on his stomach. He wheezed at that, sliding back a good few feet. Bringing his gaze up, he saw the leg still extended before lowering. The loincloth fluttered, the edge of the dick peeking out but the snake’s eyes flew up from the bat’s groin. A grin was wide on the muzzle.
	“Distracted?”
	“Never!” Jatie rushed forward again, but this time the demon was more than ready. Now as the reptile tried to slash, he found his attacks were being redirected around the bat, making the snake all the more angry. At the demon, at the growing obvious difference in power, at himself. Another double strike, another kick to his abdomen. Growling in frustration, the reptile gazed up to see the bat turning his back to him. His large wings spread apart, the stormy gray webbing visible before he noticed a hand creeping over the demon’s hip. The bat’s teasing paw wound down to his rear, lightly squeezing and spreading before letting it go. Damn, that was a fine black ass, tight and firm. He shook his head hard at that, he shouldn’t be thinking like that! He never liked males in that way! Yet when he glanced back up at the bat, he saw the demon playing with his abnormally long tongue. A shudder ran down Jatie’s spine. The things that could do…
	The creature looked off to the side. Now was his chance! With a strangled cry, he leapt into action again. He brought his blade down, trying to cut into the bat’s arm. But a hand was there, grabbing the sword and, with his momentum against the demon’s strength, snapping it in two. The reptile was stunned for a moment, but the bat struck then. Grabbing his wrist, the demon twirled around his body and pulled his arm along, now against his back and lifted. A yelp of pain came from Jatie as he thrashed, trying to get his arm free from the hold. He snarled, looking back at the smirking demon, about to twist his blade around when a hand grabbed his chin and jerked it forwards. In front of him was another bat, an identical one to the one holding him. Growling, eyes narrowed, he was about to swing when it spoke.
	“You don’t want to do that.”
	Jatie tried to lift his arm, but the effort needed made his entire arm shake and it had barely moved any distance upwards.
	“You don’t want to fight anymore.”
	The reptile was squirming less in the demon’s hold, his head feeling a little fuzzy.
	“Just listen to my voice…”
	A clang echoed before a second, deeper one sounded. Jatie had dropped both of his weapons, now standing helpless before the duplicated demon.
	“…Look into my eyes…”
	Green orbs raised from where they had focused on the bat’s mouth, traveling up to the purple gaze. Wait, purple? As his mind was being swallowed up by a fog, an epiphany came to him. Not duplicate, something far worse. A twin. And said twin was inching his muzzle forward.
	“…And surrender.”
	The last thing that passed through his head was of how taboo it was to have another male, regardless of demonic descent or not, kiss you. And kiss him the demon did, lips moving against the snake’s own. A hand slipped past his armor and grabbed at his lightly covered groin, issuing a moan from the reptile. The bat pounced on the noise, tongue slithering into his muzzle, coiling and dancing with his own appendage before shoving further back and down his throat. Jatie gagged on that, swallowing around the tongue as he pressed harder into the hand, arousal growing. Bits and pieces of his armor were falling off, his clothes being torn asunder until he was left in his own loincloth. It was a more complex affair compared to the two bats’s own flap, it being a strip of cloth wide in front to cover his junk that tapered to his rear where it connected to a rope under his tail and wound about his waist, another rope on the top to attach above the tail. He felt hands roam along his chest, groping and squeezing as much as the one on his ass was doing. It was a slow realization that his arm was free when another hand stroked over his coarser, raised red scales leading into his underwear before grabbing his bulge and the last possible fingers were tightly curled behind his head as he sucked on the tongue. A strange, distant voice in his head yelled at him to fight, get away and flee. Why would he ever do that? He had two hot as fuck hunks here with him, one bruising his muzzle and the other grinding his monster bulge against his tail.
	There was a decisive snip as the snake felt the cooler air on his genitals. The voice was pushed away from his mind as he gasped, as much from the need of air as the hand gripping and jerking on his half-hard length. He whined some as the hand left the shaft, groaning as they rolled his plated looking sack’s contents around. A shudder ran through him when the demon behind him pressed something long, hard and thick along his lower back. He jumped a bit, startled, as another object of similar comparison lifted his balls and pressed between his thighs. Breaking the make-out, he looked down and shivered in fear. Oh gods, these demons had monster cocks. Even as he watched, he saw it rock back and forth a little, the one on his back doing the same. Wet slurping brought his attention upwards again and his mind fizzled out at the scene. These two bats, twin brothers, were kissing each other, tongue and all. Some small part of his mind screamed taboo at him, but it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. He whined, deeply, as he lightly humped forwards, sliding himself up the bat a little.
	The twins drew apart to gaze down at the reptile, one smirking and the other snickering some. “It seems he is jealous, Ruse,” the one behind him spoke.
	The demon in front, called Ruse, just grinned wider. “He shouldn’t be, Armand. After all, how often does one get twins for sex?”
	A rumble from behind. “I get a twin whenever I want.”
	Jatie just whimpered a little, feeling teased by both of the bats. Then he got an intense purple gaze burning into his own green one, shivering under it. “I do believe it was my turn Armand.”
	A heaved sigh from the demon behind. “Fine, brother, you get this one.” He could feel the hands leaving his body, dragging down his side and front before both came to his tail and lifted it. It rested on a shoulder, it felt, before hands grabbed at the reptile’s rear and the snake nearly jumped from his skin when a lick ran up the edges of his mounds. He shivered, gasping as a finger trailed up the plate-looking underside of his arousal, it fully raised. A quick kiss again from Ruse before he stepped back, leaving a snout pressed under Jatie’s tail.
	“Bend over.”
	A command not to be disobeyed. The snake did as bid, bending at the waist as best he could while Ruse undid the unnecessary clothing he wore. The reptile just stared at the demon’s length. It was round and thick, akin to a stave only much larger and blunt at the head. A shiver ran through him as he watched the purple-eyed bat grab his meaty, storm-gray dick and angled it up, a bead of pre emerging. His eyes went up to Ruse, his hood slim against his neck in both anticipation and fear.
	“Get to work.”
	His shaking hands reached forward, finally making contact and wrapping along the curved sides. Neither of them connected around the shaft. By the gods, both hands barely circled the spire of flesh. It pulsed in his hands as he pushed his tongue out, the tip catching the rim and licking over the cumhole, getting a taste of the pre. It was musky and salty and awful and he wanted more. A sharp nip to his rear made him inhale sharply, the smell of the demon’s arousal strong in his nose. The taste followed as his tongue began bathing the blunt tip, hands jerking the massive dick. The wet appendage was working its way along the under and both sides as a hand stroked his cheek, Ruse muttering to himself. It…didn’t sound like anything Jatie had heard before. He opened his muzzle and took the tip inside, jaw already aching at the stretch as he attempted to suckle on the length. His rump was massaged and spread before something long and slimy bathed the cleft from his balls up to his tail base, swiping his hole and making him gasp. The bat struck then.
	Grabbing either side of the reptile’s head, Ruse shoved himself to the hilt. The snake’s eyes went wide, gagging once before he tried to suck in air. He couldn’t. His claws scrabbled at the demon’s legs, unable to breath and instinct trying to make him swallow the large mass. When it didn’t seem to be doing anything, his hands came to his throat to alleviate pressure somehow. His already wild eyes dilated when he placed his fingers around his neck. Not only did he feel every throb in his gullet, he could feel them through his neck. Oh gods, he didn’t want to die suffocating on a cock. He was on the verge of blacking out when Ruse, thankfully, mercifully, pulled all the way out. The entire tube was coated in saliva now, though Jatie was only partially aware as he was too busy gulping in much needed oxygen.
	“Fuck, what a tight throat he has.” The purple-eyed bat said a bit breathlessly above him. A part of the snake’s mind told him that this was bad, he needed to get out of there. The hand stroking his head rang louder though.
	Armand growled behind him, hot breath on the reptile’s ass and entrance. “Damn, why do I get seconds this time? Can taste his virginity.”
	Ruse chuckled. “Taste all you want brother, I get the honors tonight.”
	Another low growl from the blue-eye’d bat before Jatie tensed and gasped on what little air he had. A long, wet thing shoved itself into his unused passage, scraping and pressing against his insides. It took him a moment to realize it was a tongue. The demon had his tongue in his ass. A shudder ran through the reptile, his legs shaking as his own need bobbed in the air, burning hot as it dripped pre onto the floor. A slick noise brought his attention back to the bat in front, who was using a hand to rub the spit covered shaft.
	“You’ll want more.”
	The snake knew what he meant, though he was a bit hesitant. He let his tongue lap along the sides of the head before opening his jaw and letting in the first few inches. He couldn’t help the moan that ran through him, feeling the demon behind him start to use a finger, digging in with the tongue along with the taste of the bat in front. Jatie stayed at the top as he suckled and tried to lubricate what he could at the tip. It felt like no time at all before both of the bats pulled away, leaving a hot, bothered reptile on the floor.
	That didn’t last long though as the bat twins easily lifted him from the floor, making him eep out in surprise, as they carried him back over towards the throne. He was laid across the arms of said chair on his back, uncomfortable in all senses of the word. His green eyes was busy swapping between the twin bats, from the blue eye’d Armand above his head to the purple gazed Ruse basically straddling his tail. Fear started to grip the snake, the old voice screaming at him to do something, anything, to stop this madness. It was shadowed by the large shaft that flopped onto his muzzle. The scent was enough to drive him wild, his tongue slithering out to make laps while his fingers caressed the girth. More of that strange sounding gibberish came to his ears, his eyes lidding some before going wide as he felt something big press into his rear. Green orbs peered down at Ruse, who was looking down as he held his length. Up and down he moved it and so did the pressure on his ass move. Jatie was terrified, growing even more so as he felt the girth press at his tail hole. The demon looked up then, his face morphing into a wolfish grin and he jabbed forward with his hips. The reptile let out a cry, his teeth clamping together as pain surged through his ass. It felt like he was being split in two and the demon didn’t stop, pushing forwards even further. A good few inches had to have been placed into the snake before there was a break, Jatie breathing heavily through his teeth and nose. He didn’t think anything could hurt as much as having his cherry popped did. The fact the bat above him had moved forward, placing his orbs right along his snout didn’t help, breathing in the somewhat spicy smell. The reptile couldn’t help the groan he issued, from pain and desire.
	Ruse began rocking his hips. Though for Jatie, that was more so him pulling to his head and pushing back in. It felt strange to have something in his rear, yet he couldn’t deny that when it was gone, he felt empty. The discomfort had faded some and the snake moaned as he was pumped into again, going a bit deeper and making him hiss and tense up. A growl from above made him realize he was still holding Armand’s cock. No doubt he had squeezed it rather roughly at entry, yet the demon didn’t seem displeased. In fact, he was leaking and it splashed on the reptile’s body as well as traveled the impressive length on the dick. Which was diminishing from his view as the bat pulled back, the pre catching on his nose and muzzle. A bit of pressure was used to bring his head backwards, looking at the world upside down and seeing the massive shaft aimed at his lips. A shiver ran through Jatie at the sight, whimpering as he realized the two demons planned to spitroast him.
	The cock prodded at his lips a few times, the snake quivering with memory of the last time he’d taken a dick that big. His eyes tracked movement above, a slight nod from Armand to Ruse it seemed. When the bat looked back down, there was a sadistic grin plastered there. He felt fear and again the voice yelled at him through the fog of desire he’d fallen into. The demon had pulled back to his head in his rear, there was light scrabbling of claws on stone before a resounding slap echoed in the room. Jatie’s muzzle parted in a silent scream and Armand struck, shoving his way into the reptile’s throat. His eyes wide, the snake gagged and once more clawed at the legs and rump of the bat lodged in his throat. Tears dripped from his face as his vision started going black before, yet again, the shaft was pulled back and he was able to greedily breathe air through his nostrils. Now that he wasn’t going to suffocate again, he could feel discomfort in his abdomen. His shaking hand smoothed down his scales to his belly where he felt something pushing out of it. As his hand roamed to the top and squeezed, he heard a moan from Ruse. By the gods, that was the bat’s dick!
	“Fuck, virgins are so tight!”
	“Bastard, I wanted to break him in.”
	A grind to his rear made the reptile whimper, squeezing hard on the shaft plugging him. “Was my turn.”
	A growl with a rough shove to the hilt from above. “Fuck off.”
	With that, both demon began their work, sawing in and out of the snake. His gut felt like it was being rearranged with every hilt from Ruse while he had to focus on his breathing to keep from passing out with Armand shoving his way through his gullet. A small part of him wondered how he was taking such massive cocks without much fuss when it hit him: magic. He wondered why they’d bother, though that thought was ripped away with a powerful thrust from Ruse. With a start, his own meager in comparison length jerked and shot out pre as Jatie moaned around the thick shaft. A gasp from above, the reptile felt the pulsing in his throat as a thick jet of pre shot into him, slimy and warm. The snake squeezed his rear in response, feeling the throbbing there as a hiss came from Ruse. He could practically feel both his passages becoming slick and sticky as the two rammed into him hard.
	Jatie wasn’t fully passive either now, one of his hands massaging the lump in his throat when he was able. He let his tongue swipe along the tip and sides of the monster dick. The other he alternated between jerking on his own weeping length and rubbing at the bulge in his stomach when it was present. He would try to clamp down with his rear at times, though it was troublesome given how much he had inside of him. The snake was losing to his needs though, his orgasm rising in his balls as they got close to his body. He didn’t want to be the first though, so he focused on his two lovers. Lovers. Such a great word for these two impressive male specimens fucking him. Crossing his legs around Ruse’s ass, his hands grabbed onto Armand’s and squeezed, teasing lightly at the furry rump. The demon seemed to enjoy it as he picked up his pace.
	Going hard and fast, using all of his length, Armand rutted the reptile’s muzzle. Jatie felt sore, his maw hurting and nose taking a beating from those orbs swinging hard into his snout. Though he had to wonder if it hurt the bat. It didn’t appear to be so as they rose up, a remark of “Oh, fuck” indicating Armand’s end. The snake wasn’t exaggerating when he felt the seed traveling the entire expanse of the dick lodged into his throat, not breathing as he was again hilted. The bat’s cum went straight down his gullet and into his stomach, rivers of it soaking before it was too much and came back up. Even with swallowing the best he could, a lot of seed spurted out of his muzzle and coated his lips and Armand’s balls. He gripped the ass hard enough for his claws to dig in before the demon pulled back enough to let Jatie breath. It was hard on him regardless, as cum had worked through his nostrils to leak out, his nose on fire and every breath was closer to choking than he’d have liked. The cock pulled back even more and now his muzzle was being filled with the demon’s essence. He swallowed quickly yet still more soaked out before Armand withdrew completely. Only a few more spurts were left that coated his face and Jatie was free to breath normally again, chest heaving for air. Strings of saliva and cum were all in his muzzle and between his teeth, something he could feel with every breath.
	His lidded eyes closed as he ran a hand down his throat to his abdomen again, though began to round out and he couldn’t feel Ruse’s length as well as before. Oh gods, Armand had cum so much that he was halfway bloated. The reptile couldn’t resist the deep moan, grabbing his shaft and tugging hard. Hot and bothered, being rammed into from behind, it didn’t take long for Jatie to reach his end. With a gasping, gurgling noise, long ropes of his essence shot out, the feeling heightened beyond belief by the monstrous shaft lodged in his ass. The rutting didn’t stop either, it grew even more intense before there was a loud snarl. Eyes going wide again, the snake felt every pulse as the cum shot into him. Hand on his belly, he was shuddered as it raised with every stream into him. Even with some of it splurting out the rim of his used tail hole, more than enough was blocked to round out his belly.
	All three were left panting, Ruse having lowered himself over the reptile a bit in his orgasm. Armand seemed the least affected as he spoke first. “Damn, he’s hot chubby with our seed in him.”
	Ruse gave a low hum of approval. Armand continued. “I’m still horny though.”
	That got the demon’s attention, chuckling as he slowly withdrew from Jatie. “That’s no good, now is it brother?” The snake let out a gurgling groan as he was left empty of cock. His hole was left gaping and oozing out seed, though he couldn’t help but feel more should be rushing out. More demonic magic? Didn’t matter as he turned his head to find the two bats making out, cocks hard as can be.
	“I want your ass,” the blue eye’d demon said.
	“Only if I get yours in return.”
	“You already got one.”
	“And yours would be left unused? For shame brother.”
	A low growl. “Fine. Now bend over.”
	With that, the purple gaze’d bat got on his hands and knees and Armand roughly shoved his cum coated shaft into his twin. Jatie whimpered, his spent body too tired to do anything besides twitch between his legs. Already his vision wavered and he soon blacked out to the site of demon twins committing a horrendous taboo.

	It had been nearly two months now. Jatie had awoken to seeing two bat asses splattered and leaking seed and whined. The demons had turned their attention to him then, giving him a choice of leaving or staying. The reptile took a moment to breathe in the crisp mountainous air and came to the decision he had made a right choice in staying in the village. He got along well with the locals, one of the locals himself now. The sun was setting and his patrol was over.
	There was no need for guardsmen, really, but Jatie liked to stay in physical form. Well, what form he could as he lightly stroked over his front side, his belly rounded out more. It would seem demon essence could change him, though he wouldn’t have it any other way. A smile was brought on by memory of the time he had taken both the bats in his ass at the same time. Couldn’t walk for a week right but oh so worth it to have his stomach so bloated. And the locals held their own lottery for who got to see Armand and Ruse for fun. The rest contented themselves with each other.
	As Jatie returned to his own small house, he was greeted by the sight of his main local lover, laying on the bed. Grinning the snake eagerly stripped and made his way to the bed.