The Demon Love Inside Me

When Amy decided to go back to college at 29, she had no idea that the choice would change not only her life forever, but the fate of the world. After agreeing to meet a handsome professor to study a recently uncovered ancient tablet, Amy unknowingly set a course to be impregnated by the demon Talx, imprisoned for the last 6000 years. Once Talx takes control of and perverts the dashing professor Jericho, nothing can stop him from planting the seed for his next incarnation in her. Amy find herself bound by the drops of her blood she accidentally spilled for the dark and arcane ritual. The story contains graphic sex with a powerful and dark demon, possession, and the unconstrained breeding of a willing woman. ADULTS ONLY!!

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“Anuch falla belcorea...” He continued on, it didn't make any sense to Amy but it sounded foreboding. She could feel the hair on her arms stand up and goose bumps forming on the exposed skin on her neck.

Professor Jericho read the entire passage inscribed on the tablet without hesitating or stuttering once and Amy had to admit he must really be a true expert of this dead tongue. She watched his finger as it trailed closer to the end. It bumped over the grooves as he read.

Overcome with curiosity at what it felt like, Amy reached out to touch the tablet with her hand while listening to Daryl's voice make the incarnations. It was cold, hard, and felt exactly like how she expected.

What Amy didn't realize was that as she had just put a spot of her blood on it, and with the spoken incarnation that Professor Jericho had just finished, the two of them had released the demon that had been trapped inside the tablet for the last six thousand years.

Darkness emanated from the tablet. It's impossible for something to glow with darkness, put where there should have been light around it, it was dim. Jericho tried to snatch his hand away, but it was sealed down to the stone tablet like it was glued there.

His hand began to swell and turn a dark maroon color, dusky and ruddy. The color shot in streaks up his arm and Amy saw it on his neck. His entire arm continued to grow larger, almost doubling in size as his body transformed. Within seconds his body began to rip through his clothing, too large for them to continue to contain.

Amy wanted to run but stood completely still, unable to take her eyes from what she was seeing.

Jericho's free hand reached up and yanked off his now shredded clothes and Amy saw that his entire body was now that dark rust color and that his fingernails were pitch black.

He was also huge, now standing at least eight feet tall and naked before her. All of his muscles were exaggerated making him look like a giant body-builder.

When he opened his eyes, she saw that they had turned yellow, and glowed in the dark room. She gasped when they narrowed and focused directly on her.

“Professor Jericho, Daryl, is that still you?” She asked hesitantly. His handsome face was dusky now and she felt her pussy go wet at the pure sexuality of him. He was naked and his torn clothes lay in shreds around him.

“Yalu mettala, Amy,” the demon that had possessed Daryl said. Amy didn't understand but knew it had said her name. She stood rooted to the spot, unable to move.

The demon probed Daryl's mind and found the words she could understand.

“I am Talx, I have returned, your blood has broken my bond.” His voice was a grotesque parody of professor Jericho's; low, menacing, and grating.

Amy looked down at her hand and saw the blood still there. She realized that when Daryl read the script he was somehow performing a ritual that needed blood and she had inadvertently supplied it.