demon anon 4

>feels good to be anon again
>not that you were twilight before or anything
>you are anon
>and your morning is off to a bad start
>your dream last night wasn't exactly a nightmare
>but it definitely wasn't pleasant
>some shit about a demon that looked like you but with some different cutie mark
>telling you things like "blahblahblah i'm the one who was supposed to be summoned" and "guiding you through your first time blahblahblah"
>then waking up and finding out that that you're in equestria as some sort of demon thing wasn't just a fucked up dream
>then twilight goes and ignores you because of some book she's reading
>not surprising
>but still irritating
>guess you gotta make breakfast yourself
swear to god if this place doesn't have coffee imma smack a bitch...
>a painful burning sensation makes itself known in your mouth just after you say god
>weird
.....god
>you let out a hiss
>yep. that hurts
guess i can't say the big mans name...jesus?
>YEP, THAT HURTS!
...vishnu?
>AAAAAAAAAH FUCK
>you test out a few more deities names
>each one causes you pain
>you think you can feel blisters forming in your mouth, so you decide to stop
>after quite a bit of wandering with a purpose you find the kitchen
>and proceed to make a total mess of it to find some coffee
coffee....coffeeeeeeeee.....nice.
>with priority one accomplished you start making breakfast
>waffles
>who doesn't fuckin' love waffles
well...since this is spiggles place i'll make some for her.....and spike too, i guess...wonder why i haven't see-
>a scream that you immediately identify as belonging to the dragon in question causes you to wince
>you go to glare at him
but he's already turned around and sprinting away as fast as his stumpy little legs will allow
>snickering when he stumbles, you return to the devils work
>of making breakfast
heh...breakfast is devils work...because i'm a demon...
>hearing a ding almost makes you squeal with joy
go-...the big mans gift to the workin' man
>see? you learn.

>with coffee properly prepared and secured, your outlook on this morning changes drastically for the better
>so what if you were some sort of freaky demon thing now?
>you're in equestria!
>much better than back on earth
>even if it will be difficult to get accepted
>and not get blasted by some sort of magical friendship beam that would probably kill you
>since you're an evil beast thing
>shouting and a string of crashing noises is heard somewhere within earshot
>not too close, but close enough to hear
>sounds like someone fell down the stairs
>no matter
>you cannot investigate
>because you are busy
>busy as hell
heheh...get out of my head, carlos
>'your puns are terrible'
>you look around for the source of the voice
>but nobody is around
that....kinda sounded like that thing from my dream.....spoopy
>who was phone?
>anyway, turning your attention back to breakfast
>the stack of waffles grows as you churn 'em out at the pace of a bat out of hell
>'seriously. stop with the puns.'
uhh...hello? who's there?
>a vague sense of unease overcomes you as there's no response
>"what are you doing?"
>HAHA, GOT YOU NOW YOU DISEMBODIED VOICE
>you turn towards the source to see twilight at the entrance to the kitchen with an expression that mirrors how you're feeling
>and spike hiding behind her with a look of fear upon his
uhh....makin' breakfast? you like waffles?
>you hold a plate out to her
>wait a minute
>WAIT A MINUTE
>coffee is kicking in
>your brain goes into full function mode
how...did i just do all that with my hooves?
>the question wasn't targeted at twilight, but she answers anyway
>"the...same way everypony else does?"
>spike chooses then to break his silence
>"see? SEE?! I TOLD YOU IT WAS USING RARITIES VOICE! IT'S TRYING TO TRICK US!"
>both you and purple look incredulously at spike and in unison inquire about his inclination in the most eloquent way possible
>"what?"
what?
>spike looks at twilight with an expression of disbelief
>"what do you mean what? that...THING....sounds exactly like rarity!"
i have a name you know....
>"spike. anonymous definitely doesn't sound like rarity"
>"you know that things name?"
stop calling me a thing...
>'to HIM you DO sound like this...rarity.'
>wh....get out of my head!
>you scrunch as hard as you possibly can
>because that will accomplish everything you want it to
>except for causing spike and twilight to back away from you
>you didn't want that to happen
>'just think about how your voice sounds to you. think hard.'
>against your better judgement, you follow the suggestion of the voice in your head
is....this better spike?
>he shudders a bit
>"hardly. but at least rarities voice isn't being used by some monster thing now."
>you try to ignore the slight sting that comment caused
do you want the waffles or not?
>spike immediately declines
>but twilight hesitantly takes the plate from you and takes it into another room
>after seeing twilight take them, he very cautiously does as well
>then sprints like a bat o-
>'I SWEAR ON ALL THAT IS UNHOLY IF YOU FINISH THAT THOUGHT I WILL PUNISH YOU SEVERELY'
>fine jeez
>whatever the fuck you are
>taking your coffee and balancing it on your head while one hoof hold your own plate, you carefully and slowly follow them to the dining room
>which you found while looking for the kitchen
>twilight looks a little uneasy still
>but she offers you a small smile
>which you return as you take a seat next to her
>spike, however, glares at you with intensity
>"so.../anonymous/....twilight says she knows you, but won't say how. how do you know her?"
>fug
she.....uh....we....met....in the everfree forest a while ago.
>he raises a brow then looks to twilight
>"the everfree forest? what were you doing?"
>you can see beads of sweat forming upon her face as she takes a bite of food
>"i wash.....uh...vere to....."
she told me that she was on her way to meet a friend of hers....what their name.....z....za.....
>twilight swallows then looks at you as if you have three heads
>"y...yeah! yeah, i was going to see zecora.
she told me she had never met something like me before, and wanted to do some tests. i was reluctant for a while, but i finally decided to stop by last night.
>he looks to twilight
>who nods overly enthusiastically
>"yep! that's EXACTLY how we met!"
>she makes a nervous giggle
>spike looks a little skeptical, but he doesn't press any more
>"alriiight....so what are you, anyway?
i'm a....
>uh.....
>you make a noise that sounds like someone clearing their throat and trying to read a jumble of letters phonetically
>"were you clearing your throat, or is that what you are?"
that's...what i am.
>he looks at the plate in front of him, then stares at you for a bit
>"well...i.....uhh....gotta go...help...rarity. move some stuff.
>he starts getting up
>and twilight interjects
>"spike. you can't tell anyone that anonymous is here, ok?
>he hops out of the seat
>"uhh...alright. fine"
>twilight glares at him
>"promise! pinkie promise!"
>after another pause, he goes through the motions and says the words
>then sprints out
that went better than it could have.
>she snaps at you
>"it could have gone a lot better too!"
but it didn't. and it didn't go worse than it could have. relax. do that breathing thing i saw you do when i first got here.
>she puts a hoof to her chest and inhales
>then points it outwards as she exhales
sig heil
>"what?"
nothing. feel better?
>"a little. for...helping me out there...even though you didn't need to...thanks. how did you know about zecora anyway?"
same way i knew about you.
>"oh...hey! that doesn't answer my question!"
sure it does.
>now would be a convenient time to start eating
>with your face
>because you're not sure utensils will work with hooves
>besides, all the kids are doing it.
>you're hip.
>"i'm serious anonymous. tell me how you know."
thhhshw washt wif uuu nnit n daf ho i no
>disgust is evident on her face as you talk with your mouth full of chewed waffle
>"ugh. fine. never mind."
>all according to keikaku
>translators note: keikaku means plan
>you swallow and try to change the subject
so how did you deal with your estrus before this?
>a blush forms on her cheeks
>"w-..well...i..used to..."
>the rest of what she says degrades into mumbling
>d'awww, how cute
>she's bashful about sexual things
>while talking to someone she believes to be a sex demon
>'you signed the contract to releive her heat. you ARE a sex demon'
>nobody asked you weird mental voice
you don't have to tell me if you don't want to
>"really?"
>it's as though you can see a visible wave of relief wash over her face
no matter. besides, there are more waffles to attack.
>before you eat the remainder you move a couple to twilight's plate, then dig in
>and you become increasingly aware of twilight staring at you while you eat
whu
>"its'...it's nothing..."
>you swallow your food before talking because you're not a heathen
>except for when you did it to intentionally dissuade the conversation
you sure?
>she nods
>you know she's lying but you don't feel like prying
>"anonymous?...wh-
you can call me anon.
>a small smile plays across her face
>"anon...when you're done eating, can you...uhm.....help me agian?"
with your heat?
>she nods
.....i'm not really in a position to decline. so...sure.
>you finish, then follow her back into her bedroom
>once the two of you reach your destination, twilight hops up on the bed and kneels
>but you shake your head
same thing as last time, twilight
>you get up onto the bed as well and sit in the middle of the bed
>"please rut me?"
no. you don't want to give birth to some demon monster pony thing, do you?
>"i-i...uhm....no. no i don't."
good. come here and turn around.
>with far less hesitation than last time, she complies
>you pull her into a hug and fall backwards
>this is way more comfortable than the floor of the basement
>even got pillows n shit
>you can feel her tail swishing, hitting the insides of your thighs
>your tail curls up and prods at her winking nub
>this gets a rather cute squeak out of her
>"just...just get to it anon."
>wordless compliance is the response
>even if you don't want to fuck her, it's still turning you on
>the heavy breathing and moaning noises she makes as you wiggle your tail around inside her aren't helping either
>"faster anon...."
hmm? oh, sure.
>sure, you didn't exactly want to be doing this
>but you weren't hating it either
>it's....it's like...
>helping someone with something to be nice
>like moving
>except you're stuffing your tail in her cooter
>yeah
>'already making progress from yesterdays thinking~'
>shut up, you. don't interrupt the inner monologue i'm using to distract myself.
>one of the hooves you have around her barrel moves slowly to her stomach
>and you rub her belly
>"what aaaayes~...right there, anon....are you doing?"
>you look at her face only to find that she was already looking at you
....tummy rubs.
>with a small smile, you continue
>"i...fffffffffffffuuuuck...celestia, more...deeper~...i like it anon..."
i'll keep that in mind.
>she makes a couple more commands
>and you comply with each one
>going faster and deeper
>her back starts to arch
>but you pull her against you tighter with the leg that's still around her chest
>wigglywigglygoes the demon tail
>she makes a rather adorable whinny as she clenches down on your and her climax washes over her
>and onto your stomach
>and down between your rump
>but your ministrations continue until her twitching and writhing begin to slow
>with a slimy sounding "schlup" you pull yourself from her
>just because the sex stops doesn't mean you need to stop the belly rubs
>it's never not time for belly rubs
>a bit of drool drips from the side of her mouth onto your chest
>but you don't really mind
>considering there's a puddle of twilight juice all over your underside and backside, a little drool is nothing
>then she nuzzles into the leg that's around her barrel
>ofuck
>my name is anonymous and i have twiabetus
>it takes a few more minutes before she speaks again though
>"anon..."
hmm?
>"i was reading-"
oh wow. huge surprise there.
>"it's rude to interrupt, anon. i was reading the book where i got all the information to summon you....you're not a succubus are you? you look like one...you sound like one...but you're reluctant to even do what you just did, because i'm not your..wafu or whatever you said."
it's waifu
>"whatever. that's not what i'm getting at. furthermore, the book describes sexual encounters with succubi and incubi as far more intense and....uhm...."
kinky?
>"yeah. what's more is i looked through ALL the descriptions of demons, and you don't perfectly match any of them. i don't expect an honest answer, but....i have to at least try to get an answer."
>you ponder the question
..well...to tell the truth, twilight i'm-
>'say you're a jack of all trades.'
>what? who the fuck you think you are anyway, voice in my head?
>'i told you last night that i'm guiding you. don't tell this creature what you are. or should i say were.'
>i'm not gonna lie to twilight for you to get some shits and giggles
>'as much as i love shits and giggles, it's true. SAY IT.'
>"you're what, anon?"
i...you could say i'm a jack of all trades, ace of none.
>i'm want answers out of you, voice in my head
>'not now. you're talking to this creature. we will talk more...in depth~...tonight.'
>"a jack of all trades?"
more or less.
>"are you being honest?"
if i wasn't, i would lie and say i was.
>you give her a smile
>"that's..."
>she narrows her eyes
>"you didn't really answer the question"
sure i did~
>"no you didn't! what you said was essentially a maybe! maybe isn't a r-"
>boop
even if i'm not being honest, i'm bound to follow the contract. wouldn't matter if i really was a sex demon and just lying about it, or a...whatever demon.
>"but you-"
>BOOP
shush. just be glad that i'm not really a succubus. or an incubus. because you probably wouldn't be able to walk right for a while or worse, from what i've heard about them.
>"o-or worse?"
don't mess with incubi. that's all i'm gonna say about that.
>"what do y-"
DON'T ASK.
>she stops her question
>which is good
>because you really don't know
>'you're right though'
>i know i am. i just don't know why i am.
twilight.
>"whuh...y-yes?"
why did you feel you had to summon a demon to relieve your heat? are your social skills so lacking that you can't get a stallionfriend?
>"i have plenty of stallion friends! i'm the princess of friendship!"
that's not what i meant. i was talking about a special somepony.
>"o-oh...well...i..."
>she sighs
>"making friends is easy for me, anon. it doesn't matter if they're a stallion or a mare. but i don't know anything about romantic relationships....when there's a stallion i like, i can barely even put a sentence together to speak to them..."
>hmm. reminds you of someone.
>you smile at her again
how about i help you practice and study?
>"you...want to help me practice?"
or my name isn't david d. davidson. unless you plan on summoning a demon every estrus season.
>"no..you're right...wait. your name is anonymous. isn't it? you didn't lie about that, did you?!
no, i didn't lie. that was a joke. but yeah, i'm being serous about helping you.