I Was Called A Demon

“Ah, Yu Juan, there you are. I was looking for you,” Bianca grabbed her from behind, putting her lips close to the Dancer’s ear, “Do you have a moment?”

She had left the kitsune to her own devices – a dangerous thing to be sure, but an acceptable risk for the moment – after getting the water from Huang Su, and sought out the Dancer as she finally remembered a particular idea she’d had concerning her. Tracking her down wasn’t hard thanks to the array’s range of spiritual perception, but Bianca decided to make the encounter sound a bit more casual.

“Ah! Sect Mistress… yes, I have some time to spare, we’ve no particular projects lined up.”

“Projects? Ah, never mind, I’ve got something else I’d like to talk about. How is your mental domain doing?” she kept her in an embrace, though she let her hands wander, one moving up to Yu Juan’s chest, cupping her left boob, while the other slid down along the Dancer’s belly.

Stopping just above her groin, she exhaled onto her ear, her warm breath visibly making the Dancer shudder.

“M-My mental domain is faring well. Since the last time you supported me with your energy, it appears to have been sufficient to prevent the encroaching curse… though it’s not resolved, even now. I’m not sure it will ever be, though even my current state is much better than before.”

“Well, I had a certain thing I wanted to try. Could I peek into your mind real quick?”

“If you desire, Mistress… though, if you’d like to do something else, I wouldn’t mind.”

“Oh, you want me to lower this hand a little further? Want me to touch your wet cunt?” Bianca whispered, though she kept her hand above the Dancer’s sensitive spots.

“Mistress… it’s been a while since I’ve felt another’s touch. I’ve been reserving myself just for you, but you’ve been busy…”

“Aw, so adorable. Still, before that, I’ve got something else I’d like to do, and depending on how exactly it works out, it may turn out to be pleasurable for you as well,” she said, “You’d just need to let me in, and… allow me to do something a little unusual.”

“Your ability to influence my mental domain in the way that you do is already unusual, Mistress, so I wouldn’t have any issues with you attempting further strange means of treatment. Feel free to do whatever you feel would help… especially if you think that it would be pleasurable for the both of us.”

“You sure? Even if it’s something odd?”

“Of course, Mistress. I trust you,” she turned her head a little, the faint glow of her eyes behind the dark blindfold almost seeming to lock with Bianca’s, “You’ve saved my life, and you’ve given me the chance to grow and prosper. You… also smell really good.”

“I don’t think the latter is quite on the same level, is it?”

“Oh, it is for me. Do you know how often I went to Han Rushu’s place back in the Dancer’s Abode just because of her scent?”

“… Fair enough. So, the mental domain?”

“My apologies, Mistress. Let us sit down opposite one another, first,” the Dancer chuckled, “It’s easy to lose track of time when with you, Mistress.”

“You flatterer, shush.”

She let her go, even if holding on to her tits would’ve made things significantly more fun, and they found their way over to some intact chairs, placing them before one another before taking their seats. Bianca was a little nervous, as she had no idea what her actions in the mental domain would do, or what effect they might have, but the Dancer seemed calm, almost happy to let her in once more.

‘I guess no sane person would assume that I’m there to fuck her mental image of herself… I’m endlessly curious what it will do to her, in the end.’

She didn’t need to wait long to find her answer, for the moment they had settled in, Yu Juan grasped her blindfold, taking a deep breath before lifting it up.

The orange glow from her eye sockets consumed Bianca’s vision, and soon she found herself within the Dancer’s mental domain, the Terror-infused terrain in the distance contrasting with the parts Bianca’s violet light had tainted. There, as always, her own mind mingled with the remnant of her energy in that domain, arriving nude and standing before the equally nude form of Yu Juan, who… once again, was kneeling down, Bianca’s dick resting on her face, her lips wrapped around one of Bianca’s balls.

It was quite the scene, especially with those soft blue eyes looking up at her with adoration, but she wasn’t content to simply leave it as is. She wanted to infuse even more of her energy into the woman’s mental landscape, to flood her with corruption, and to quite literally fuck her mind, so…

“Hey, can you hear me in here?” Bianca asked, her words seeming to ripple out in the mental domain, reverberating through the air before fading out as they left the part of the land she’d affected.

The mental form of Yu Juan froze up, letting Bianca’s balls out of her mouth, leaning back a little and pointing at herself, the question obvious in her silent expression.

“Yes, I’m talking to you. Are you unable to talk?”

Yu Juan’s mental form nodded twice, though her soft blue eyes soon returned to Bianca’s cock.

“Do you like it?” her words got another two nods, quicker this time around, “How would you feel if I let you do more than just inhale my ball sweat all day?”

That got her attention, her gaze rising back to meet Bianca’s eyes, almost gleaming with excitement.

“Then, let’s start with a blowjob, okay? Be a good girl, open up your mouth and let me fuck it.”

The Dancer’s mental form obeyed without hesitation, opening her mouth as wide as she could and sticking out her tongue, raising both hands to cup them just below her chin.

“Rushing ahead there, cutie, though I won’t fault the initiative. I’ll be sure to reward it, but first, let me just…” Bianca aligned her tip with Yu Juan’s mouth, putting one hand on her head before thrusting in, swiftly and forcefully.

At once, her thick shaft hit the back of the Dancer’s throat, eliciting a wonderful gagging sound. She couldn’t help but want to hear more, so she pulled back and thrust in again, even more roughly, then again and again, not giving her the slightest chance to get used to the insertion. Frankly, she wasn’t certain if a mental manifestation of a person’s mind even could get used to something like this, or if it was normal for it to be gagging in the first place, but… whatever the truth was, she just knew that she felt incredible.

It was unlike the sensation felt in the material world, as though Yu Juan’s mouth and warm, wet tongue was flooding her whole body with sensation and pleasure. With how amazing it felt, there was no chance she’d slow down, thrusting in and out frantically while enjoying the Dancer’s expression.

For a moment after she thrust in, Yu Juan seemed shocked, and yet the moment after any surprise melted away into pleasure and delight. Hearts appeared in her pupils, vivid pink contrasting with the tamer blue shade of her irises, quite literally glowing while she proudly sucked on the shaft, doing what she could with her tongue to pleasure Bianca’s cock.

Despite the rapid pace, the Dancer slowly adapted to it, finding the best ways to satisfy Bianca with each moment, using her lips when her shaft was nearly pulled out of her mouth, alternating between lapping at the tip and swirling around the shaft.

“Fuck, your mouth feels so good… blink one if you are happy for me to go further,” she said, and instantly got a blink out of her, “Good girl. Open wide.”

It wasn’t even remotely possible for her to open her jaw any wider, but she still seemed to try her best as Bianca put one leg over her shoulder and thrust in to the base, her hairy, sweaty balls slapping against the Dancer’s chin as fucked her face. Though she wasn’t especially precise in her motions, she made sure that every single thrust into her mouth was all the way to the base, letting Yu Juan’s nose press up against her groin.

That way, the mental figure got a lung-full of musk and sweat with every slam of Bianca’s hips, the deeper thrusts keeping her tongue down as a lovely red carpet for Bianca to slide her cock along.

Slowly, she approached a climax that felt… different to what she was used to. The sensation was spread throughout her whole body – or mind, perhaps – and it was an incredible pleasure that surpassed everything she’d experienced, in certain ways at least.

The orgasm itself was even more amazing, causing the whole mental domain – even though it wasn’t her own – to quake as her balls clenched and unloaded their deluge of seed down Yu Juan’s throat. It flooded her stomach in an instant, Bianca’s load somehow being dozens of times more plentiful than in reality, inflating the Dancer’s belly to its limit and spilling past her lips, drenching her chin and bare tits, a waterfall of cum soon drenching the earth beneath their mental feet.

As the waves of pleasure spread throughout her body, Bianca saw the excess rivers of cum seep into the earth beneath their feet, the ivory fluid soon giving way to a potent, violet glow that spread throughout the ground. It caused the small territory within which Yu Juan’s mental self resided to grow, spreading out and overwhelming the darkness of the Terror curse.

‘So… I essentially visualise my energy as cum, and my presence as my body? Then, the way her mental self is always sucking my balls when I enter is… what, a dependence on the remnants of the energy and presence that I leave behind?’ Bianca tried to reason her way through what she saw and experienced, the momentary afterglow of her climax giving her a few moments of clarity, ‘Then, if I fill her up, I’m directly polluting her mind with my energy, right? Then- wait, I wonder if she can get pregnant in this place?’

Somehow, her thoughts were back on breeding, perhaps in the interest of making up for the missed opportunity to have a kid with Song Ming. Naturally, she couldn’t possibly end up with a child in a mental domain – not a physical one, anyway – but the thought of knocking up a slut appealed to her as much as ever.

So, as she pulled out of Yu Juan’s throat, taking a step back to appreciate her handiwork, she was already considering how she’d get into her cunt.

“Did you like it, slut?”

Two nods, though they were sluggish and delayed. While all of the cum that dripped from her body effectively vanished, and the ocean deposited into her stomach had seemingly been ‘digested’ already, the small ocean that still lingered on her skin remained there, clinging to her, the viscous and thick substance slowly gliding down her soft, light skin, barely letting her see past it all.

Somehow, despite all that rough treatment, the mental figure still had her hands cupped by her chin, plenty of seed filling them. As though hearing Bianca’s words woke her from her stupor, she finally stirred into action and lifted her hands to her mouth, tilting them to fill it with semen. As it filled her mouth, she eagerly gulped it down, swallowing loudly and with a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Bianca caught herself drooling, quickly wiping it away as she spoke again, “Good girl. Then, would you like to take it to the next level?”

That did get her attention, as Yu Juan instantly nodded again, staring at her eagerly with those gorgeous eyes… If Bianca’s cock had softened in the slightest after the previous orgasm, she would’ve gotten hard again in an instant. As is, her cock just throbbed, precum spilling forth and dripping onto the earth.

“Then, on your back, and spread your legs,” Bianca instructed, quickly getting on top of Yu Juan as she obeyed, pinning her arms to the ground.

She didn’t waste any time in rubbing her cock against the Dancer’s cum-stained belly, her balls meeting with her pussy as she thrust it nearly to the base. It was a preview of just how deep she could go, just how much she could fill the slut’s pussy… but it gave her pause for a moment. This was the mental domain, after all, a world where her body was merely a manifestation, not flesh and blood.

Why couldn’t it be different?

A flicker of something sparked up within her own mind, but before she could grasp it, she felt her form shift, her virile endowment growing. Her balls seemed to inflate, becoming round and hefty, far more than any woman could wrap her lips around, and her cock grew even more, nearly doubling in size in mere moments. From around twenty-three centimetres to easily over forty, from a respectable size to an absolute behemoth that would’ve terrified the fuck out of her in reality.

In the world of the mind, however, it only served to turn her on further, her gargantuan member reaching Yu Juan’s tits even when the base only barely touched her nether lips.

“Well… didn’t know I could do that, but you don’t mind, right? You don’t mind if I really stretch you out and fill you up with my will, right?”

She knew the Dancer wouldn’t reject her, but she also didn’t really care if she did. There was zero chance that she wasn’t using this opportunity to experience something her body in the real world may never reach… assuming her cock stopped growing at some point, and assuming that there were any women in the world capable of taking something so big that both of her hands were not enough to wrap all the way around the shaft.

‘In a world of cultivation, I don’t see any reason why they couldn’t take something this big… and I’d be lying if I said that this huge, veiny, searing hot slab of meat wasn’t hot as fuck,’ she bit her lip as she looked down, the sight of her own – if vastly magnified – cock turning her on like never before.

Luckily for her, Yu Juan didn’t reject her, nodding with the same level of eagerness that Bianca herself felt. The Dancer spread her legs a little more, bringing one hand down to her pussy to part it with her fingers, while the other was used to play with her tits, cupping one of her boobs and gently teasing her nipple. If this wasn’t an invitation to fuck her brains out, Bianca couldn’t think of a better one.

To even attempt to enter Yu Juan’s pussy, Bianca had to back up and pull her hips back, having to remove her hands from the Dancer’s arms to get into place. Even then, as she pressed the engorged cockhead up to her nether lips, it seemed like it could never fit…

“… fuck, why is this so hot? Do… do you think it’s too big?” Bianca asked, not entirely certain which answer she even wanted.

Yu Juan, on the other hand, was very sure. She shook her head in an instant, even raising her cum-coated arms to form an X. Clearly, she appreciated the size, and that was all that Bianca needed to dispel her doubts.

On one hand, her mental figure’s cock was so big it would leave any woman stretched out and gaping after she used it. On the other, that was exactly what made it so enticing to her. In the real world, perhaps she’d need to worry about the Dancer’s health, but here? There was no need to fear over a thing.

So, she took a breath in to prepare herself for the sensation she’d feel with a shaft this large, and then began to push her way inside. With a head larger than her fist, she would’ve expected it to be a real struggle, and yet…

With her feminine arousal and Bianca’s cum as lube, it somehow popped inside with just a little pressure. Her humongous cock spread Yu Juan’s pussy lips to their very limit, even her tip alone being sufficient for this. She had yet to insert the thickest part of the head, and she couldn’t even begin to imagine how it would bulge Yu Juan’s belly once she went in further.

Besides, instead of imagining, the real thing would always be sweeter.

“Hah… you good, slut? Not too much- okay, no, I get it, not too much,” Yu Juan’s hurried response told her all she needed to know, “Okay, good, then, I’ll… continue…”

The pause was more for her to get used to the sensation. It felt as though her sensitivity was multiplied alongside the size, each part of her cockhead feeling as sensitive as the whole thing normally did, so with Yu Juan’s cunt squeezing down around it so tightly, she was a hair’s width away from cumming her brains out before having even the slightest chance to fuck the Dancer properly.

After catching her breath, though, she was ready for action once more, and slowly thrust in deeper, her cock stretching Yu Juan’s pussy to the limit as the head of her cock slowly sank inside, the thickest part of it proving to be a challenge to fit inside until, with ain one swift motion, the whole of the cockhead finally popped inside and was enveloped in the tight, wet embrace of the Dancer’s insides.

Again, Bianca had to pause, biting her lip as she tried to control herself – both to not cum on the spot, and to not simply thrust in all the way. Perhaps Yu Juan’s mental form would appreciate it, but she couldn’t help but worry about hurting her by doing this.

She was probably right to worry, as a glance up at Yu Juan’s face revealed her eyes rolling up, tears flowing freely, and her lips parted in a foolish, pleasure-inflicted grin.

‘… I hope I don’t accidentally fuck her mind stupid. I haven’t got the faintest clue how this will affect her in reality…’