demon anon 8

>you are the demons!
>and once twilight makes her leave, discord snaps his paw and you're sitting at the booth he's occupying
>"i would have come back over and sat where twilight was, but....she left quite a bit of a mess that i would rather not sit in again."
>nod
so what was it that you wanted to talk to me about, considering we haven't even met?
>"as much as i love to obfuscate what i say with riddles and such...i'll be straightforward. as much of a hard time as i give twilight, she really is dear to me so i couldn't let her summon a demon without making sure she wasn't getting in over her head. and in the interdimensional timeline, you just so happened to drink that bleach right at the same time twilight sparkle was attempting to summon a demon. after a quick bit of research on you, i messed up twilights little summoning, and had you summoned instead. if i hadn't done that, you would have just died. quite painfully, i might add."
>your mental roommate immediately attempts to take control of your body
>/I WILL RIP YOUR ENTRAILS FROM YOUR THROAT AND FUCK YOUR SKULL/
>you struggle to keep control as discord continues
>"i would have preferred to have it just been you, but the ritual had already begun. as powerful as i am, i couldn't displace your little....imaginary friend."
>he taps the top of your head with his clad
>and just like that, your literal inner demon's attempts to take control of your body are ceased
>"i'm sure she's absolutely ecstatic about being stuck in there, but i'm not going to do anything about that. the both of you will just have to deal with it.
>/I WILL FIND A WAY TO BREAK THIS MAGIC/
she says she'll break the magic
>"i doubt that. the only way for that to happen is for me to fix it, which i'm not going to, or for the magic from the tree of harmony to undo my chaotic magic."
>he gives you a malicious grin
>"and you don't want to know what happens when that kind of magic is used on a demon. you're stuck in there."

>/MY NAME IS ANANVYMUS AND YOU WILL ADRESS ME AS SUCH, YOU DISGUSTING HODGEPODGE/
>well, that takes away the awkwardness of having to ask for her name
>though you're sure she told you when you dreamt of her
>but you forgot
>/i will punish you for forgetting my name later. tell that vile creature exactly what i said./
she said "my name is ananvymus and you will adress me as such, you disgusting hodgepodge.
>discord laughs heartily
>"ah, hodgepodge! that's a good one! sure, i'll call you by your name now snivlemouse.
>/[autistic demon screeching]/
>wow, tone it down please. the screaming is giving me a headache.
>"anyway,to sum it all up, i saved you from death. and you owe me, anonymous. what it is you owe, i don't know yet. but it's definitely something."
>he starts to get up
>"and do keep twilight out of too much trouble. estrus has always been hard on the little bookworm. i'd love to say and keep chatting, but i have subtle chaos to wreak since i can't go full out anymore. that, and you have a pony to begrudgingly do. ta ta~"
wait, when wi-
>he snaps his claw and disappears
hmm. well...i don't think he was lying....
>/shut up and go fuck that pony right now./
>you roll your eyes and get up
>fine. i told twi-
>smell
>what is that smell
>its like nothing you've experienced before
>you sniff the air and try to find the source
>ananvymous feels like she recognizes the scent, but won't say anything
>her mood is rather quickly changing from being pissed to being giddy though, which is a plus
>the scent gets stronger as you get closer to where you were sitting earlier
>and it leads you to the slimy mare-juice covered seat twilight was sitting in
what...she didn't smell like this before...why does it smell so...good?
>good enough to want a taste
>just a small taste
>/lick it/
but...i don't feel that way about twilight. i don't want to.
>/it doesn't matter that you don't. lick it. you know you really want to./
>you do
>and don't

>after some time of internal deliberation along with being egged on by ananvymous, your morals lose the debate against your desire
>lowering your head, you give a tenative lick
>you shudder and your nethers become slightly damp
>it's salty, sweet, and oh so savory
>not what you were expecting at all
>and it's delicious
>you start licking the seat clean much to the delight of your brain demon
>"anon? what's t-
>you stop and pull your head away to look over at twilight with an expression of a child who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar
>she's standing on the stairs staring at you
>and her entire face is almost as red as big macs ass