Day 1 A Demonic Surprise

I don't normally put forewords before my stories but this short series is different. As a departure from my normal writing, it's more of an experiment. Hope you enjoy.

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Dave walked about the renaissance faire on his own. It was the first day of the faire, and despite being hot, there were plenty of people milling around checking things out. He had opted to wear a simple outfit for the heat instead of the armor he had spent a few months working on. It was just too hot.

Despite the heat, Dave was thankful for it. Women wandered the faire in short dresses and skimpy outfits, their costumes revealing much to the world. The level of cleavage on display was breathtaking.

There were tents selling all sorts of fun items and tables filled with local crafts, and he enjoyed moving from booth to booth to look at the offerings. Dave always liked to look around first before making any purchases, and this year's vendors had a great selection.

Noticing a petite woman, Dave couldn't take his eyes off her. She wore a well-made and revealing costume that suited her lithe form. A small pair of horns on her head and a tail attached to her back marked her as a devil or sexy witch of some kind. The woman looked shy as her friends repeatedly assured her she looked amazing. Dave would have readily agreed.

Black stockings rose along her thin but shapely legs, disappearing beneath a tight but flowing dress that was shorter in the front. A deep cut in the front revealed almost no cleavage, but the skin on display was beautifully pink. Short brown hair framed her face well as she looked around awkwardly.

From the snippets he heard, her friends, who were wearing equally revealing outfits, had pressured her into dressing up for the faire.

Not letting his gaze linger, Dave wandered off to find something to eat as the roar of a nearby crowd cheered on a jousting show.

Sitting at a table watching people go about their business, the woman he had noticed earlier sat at the same table as him. All the other tables were full, and Dave was alone. Her cheeks were flushed, she looked a little mad. Looking around curiously, he couldn't see the friends she had been with earlier.

"Hey, everything alright?" Dave asked cautiously.

There was a pause as she turned to look at him. Her anger softened and became more like sadness. "Yes..." she paused again. "No...My friends ditched me."

"I'm sorry. That seems like an unfriendly thing to do." He wasn't sure what to say.

"I'll be ok, thanks. Just have to wait for an actual friend to come pick me up. They drove off and left me here." She looked angry again.

"Ouch, that really sucks to hear. Can I buy you a turkey leg or a beer?" Dave offered. His soul hurt a little bit, having been ditched by friends before.

The woman looked at him for a moment before her expression softened. "Sure, I'm stuck here for another hour or so at least. Something to eat might help."

"I'm Dave." He stood and extended his hand.

Smiling slightly at the gesture, she stood as well. "Ava."

Finding some food and drink was easy. Returning to the table, the pair began to talk for a while and realized they had quite a bit in common. Time passed easily in each other's company.

Ava's phone buzzed, and looking at it, she frowned. "The friend coming to pick me up won't be here for another hour. Stuck in traffic."

"Have you looked around the Faire much?" He asked curiously.

Ava shook her head. "No, after forcing me into this outfit we walked around for a few minutes before they decided it was too hot and took off."

"Would you like to walk around with me?" Dave asked hopefully.

She looked him over hesitantly. "Alright. Why not?"

The pair walked around together for a little while. Ava's embarrassment at her outfit was almost forgotten as she found plenty of interesting things to look at. Dave had already done a loop and generally remembered each of the tents and stalls.

One caught his eye, though he wasn't sure it was there before. As they walked past it, a strange feeling began to wash over him. He felt hot. Hotter than from just being in the sun. He could feel himself starting to get hard.

Dave looked at Ava; her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes turned to him hungrily and confused.

"Are you ok?" He asked, feeling incredibly horny.

"Yes..." She stammered, clearly confused by her own sudden arousal.

The tent next to them loomed ominously larger. Its shabby exterior marked with strange symbols and a heavy tent flap covering the entrance. Swaying gently, it looked so out of place next to the well-made booths that occupied the faire.

Had the tent always been there? Dave hadn't seen it before, but such questions hardly seemed to matter, especially with the desire building within him. Ava's small hand pulled him through the flap. It was deserted. Odd things lined the walls, worn shelves covered in trinkets and grotesque figures.

Ava pressed her slight form into his, and they kissed in earnest. Dave's hands found her waist and pulled her tightly to him. Their tongues rapidly swirling around each other as their hands gripped and pulled.

Dave had never felt so horny in his life. His cock strained against his pants.

He so badly desired to be inside the beautiful woman in front of him; her eager kisses became more intense when her hand found the bulge pressing against her.

"I want you inside me so badly." She whispered.

As she began to try to take her dress off, Dave stopped her. "I want you to leave it all on. It's so sexy."

Blushing heavily, Ava stepped back and lay on the ground; thick furs and coverings made it quite comfortable. Spreading her thighs and looking up at him, she bit her lip. A hand pulled her dress up easily and began to rub her visibly wet pussy peeking out from the crotchless panties she wore. Any hint of embarrassment about the outfit had long since faded.

Pulling his clothes off, Dave looked down at her in awe. Her slight form radiated sexual energy. Needy moans and sighs already escaped her lips as she played with herself. Ava almost seemed to glow, but that didn't matter.

Kneeling between her open thighs, Dave lined his cock up with her soaking hole and pushed in. Ava moaned gutturally at the intrusion and reached a hand up to claw his chest. Small marks appeared as she dragged her nails along his skin. They looked like sharp claws and felt almost natural.

Hitting himself inside her felt amazing. Her tight passage contracted around him like a glove, making the perfect fit. Not lingering Dave began to eagerly thrust into her. The soft lace of her underwear met his skin with every push and drove him to increase his pace.

Ava was writhing with pleasure beneath him. Her hands cupped her small breasts and pinched her nipples. Her skin looked pale, almost like porcelain, and the nipples poking out from behind her dress were pink like soft pastels. Nothing seemed to matter except his need to cum inside the woman beneath him.

Dave bent over and kissed her deeply, a long and soft tongue pushing its way into his mouth. He felt its length explore his own tongue and wrap around it playfully before trying to make its way down his throat. The sensation drove him farther into lust, thrusting into her with one hard motion, causing her to break the kiss and cry out in pleasure.

Her eyes were like pools of darkness, tiny flecks of gold floating prettily in the deep black, beautiful in their own way. Her loosely hanging mouth revealed small fangs that had grown from her top canines, and her long tongue occasionally fluttered out of her mouth as she continued to moan.

None of these changes deterred Dave. He needed to cum and started to use the creature his cock was buried inside of to the delighted sounds of pleasure emanating from her lips. In place of her short brown hair, dirty blonde locks now draped down past her shoulders. The smudged sunshine of her hair was a pleasing contrast to her marble-white skin.

The Black lingerie she wore contrasted well with the flesh beneath it. Dave ran his hands down her nylon-clad legs and gripped them tightly, pushing forward for more leverage. Ava's moans grew more desperate at his rough use of her body, slowly expanding breasts threatening to explode out of her dress that was far too small.

Feeling his orgasm approaching, Dave thrust firmly into her and tightened his hold on her thighs. He could feel the flesh beneath his hands swell gently, her thighs putting on weight and becoming more shapely. The nylon stretching to accommodate their new size was an exciting sensation beneath his hands.

"Cum in me," She begged, totally unphased by her changing body.

Having only one option, Dave began to explode inside her. He came hard and could feel every shot leave his body. Ava's pussy contracted tightly, and she came from the warm seed being pumped inside her. Looking down at her gently shaking body, Dave felt himself get harder. The sensation was addicting.

"I want more." He said deeply.

"So do I." Ava said breathlessly, leaning forward to change positions and kicking her shoes off.

They flipped over, Ava straddling his hips, cock still firmly inside her. She looked stunning, perched on top of him. Her dress no longer fit, growing breasts having outgrown the small cups and pushing the material out of the way. Prominent black nipples stood pointed up sexily, a bead of white liquid stuck to the end of each.

The dark flesh yielded under Dave's fingers. Her nipples leaked more at the attention but hardly more than a trickle. Unable to resist their temptation, he sat up and eagerly wrapped his lips around the needy flesh. Tongue swirling around the soft of her breast before teasing the swollen nipple. Ava cooed gently as she wrapped her hands around him.

A weak stream of milk entered Dave's mouth as he began to eagerly suck on the nipple he had attached to. Claws gently ran across his back and up to his head, holding him firmly in place as Ava's breathing grew more rapid. The sensation of his hard cock inside her and the attention to her breasts gave her a small orgasm.

As her body shook gently in his lap, another stream of milk erupted into Dave's waiting mouth, which he eagerly gulped down. Rocking her hips smoothly, Ava began to grind on him. Holding her tightly, his hands explored her back; the soft skin available above the scrunched neckline of her dress was impossibly smooth.

Straining to contain her body, Ava's dress ripped slightly. Shrugging the restricting fabric off revealed a statuesque form. Her petite body was taller. As Dave leaned back to take her all in, Ava's hips widened before his eyes. The garter belt she wore threatened to rip in two.

Clawed hands placed firmly on his chest, Ava drew herself up and then pushed herself down firmly. The moans from both of them were drowned out by the sound of their hips repeatedly meeting. Her forceful riding threw the horned headband from her head. Small white horns pushed their way out of her head, parting her hair gently.

Unable to keep his hands to himself, Dave gripped her thighs. Her nylon stockings were meant for a more petite woman, and they could barely contain Ava's new form. In place of the pink and rosy pussy he had first thrust into was a set of silky black lips.

Small drops against his skin drew his attention upward. Ava's breasts swelled larger, and black veins growing beneath the swelling flesh aroused him even further. He abandoned her soft thighs and cupped both prominent mounds. As he squeezed, milk leaked out in a steady stream and ran down Ava's body.

Riding him eagerly, Ava's moans changed, becoming slightly deeper as her voice took on a more sultry tone. Her teeth became sharper, stopping short of a mouth full of daggers. The effect was still menacingly sexy. Plump and inviting black lips framed her mouth in an almost permanent pouty manner.

Her face was still the same, and its shape hadn't changed much at all. Pointed ears poked slightly from the sides of her hair, their tips having the slightest hint of black colour.

Taking hold of her narrow waist, Dave began to thrust upwards as she pushed down. Her pussy was otherworldly in its softness and heat. He desperately needed to cum inside her again, and judging by how happily she was riding him, Ava wanted the same thing.

As he gazed up at her, something wrapping around his leg caught his attention. Looking down, a long white tail coiled itself around his thigh and squeezed him. Its tip was adorned with a hook that looked like it could easily cut things apart.

"So close." Ava moaned from between her new teeth.

Her pussy began to rhythmically squeeze him, bringing him closer to his own orgasm. A ripping sound from her feet revealed black claws pushing through the stockings. Feet arching unnaturally, her heel grew into a sharp point. She looked as if she wore black stiletto heels tipped with claws.

Dave groaned deliriously at the beautiful creature riding his cock. She leaned down and kissed him. Ava's fangs felt amazing as they once again explored each other's mouths. Her long, flexible tongue was wonderful to play with.

"I'm going to cum inside you again." Dave moaned.

"Yes, please give it to me. Cum in me." Ava whimpered.

Ava came as she rode his cock, the feeling sent Dave over the edge, and he began to fill her up for the second time. Collapsing on top of him, she shuddered and moaned through her orgasm and eventually lay still, breathing deeply.

Resting comfortably on the plush floor, Dave looked at the stunning creature still straddling him. His mind began to clear from the sex-fueled haze. Despite the clear otherworldly nature of her body, he couldn't help but be attracted to her despite the fact they were still very much strangers.

Sitting up slightly, she looked at him from her deep, endless black eyes and smiled nervously. "I don't suppose you have any idea what happened, do you?

Dave could only shake his head. "No, I just remember being filled with a desperate need to have sex with you."

"That's what I felt, too." Ava looked at her body. "This is going to take some getting used to."

Laying together in the strange tent, they both heard a faint cackle that sent shivers down their spines.