I Was Called A Demon

A day later, at Han Rushu’s smithy.

“Master, what was that technique? Did you intend to make me grow a cock?”

“Excuse me? Are you accusing me of something?”

“Yes! You led me to that technique, you have to have known what it would do! Did you intend to humiliate me?”

The blacksmith raised an eyebrow, looking far too composed for Su Gong’s liking, “Fine, I’ll entertain this. Tell me, what part of that technique made you grow a dick?”

“That… i-it’s… M-Moshi also grew one!”

“… That doesn’t answer my question, you know. That technique can help to awaken your physique, so it is possible that it may have other consequences if used improperly… but you can’t name a single part to it that would inflict it directly, can you?”

“… n-no…”

“And yet, you wish to blame me? What have I done to deserve that?”

The way she looked so aggrieved, so bothered by the accusation… Su Gong found her conviction challenged quite a bit. It was the exact same point raised by Yang Moshi, too, so either all of them had planned this, or they had somehow managed to cultivate the Physique Awakening incorrectly…

Inevitably, her shoulders dropped, and she was forced to give up on her suspicion, at least for now.

“I can understand that it is a… surprise, and possibly a stressful one, but I’ve lived with one all my life. A cock is nothing to be upset over.”

“… Yes, master. Um… I’m sorry. I… shouldn’t have accused you like that.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I can understand the shock that it must’ve resulted in, but you should not lash out like that. For a proper master and disciple relationship, we must trust one another.”

“Yes, master. I… will endeavour to do better in the future.”

“Good. Now, the best way to resolve this and get you back to normal would be to return to your training. Once you’re used to the changes to your body, it will feel like nothing is wrong,” Han Rushu told her, patting her on the shoulder, “So, are you prepared to return to the forge?”

“Of course. Allow me to change, and I will be right there,” Su Gong nodded.

Meanwhile, Bianca decided that it was a perfect opportunity to reward Yang Moshi. The girl had been a fantastic aide to her horny plans, and out of all the new ‘disciples’ they had accepted into the Demoness Sect, she was by far the least resistant to embracing corruption. The work she’d put into taming Su Gong was proof enough of that.

As a result, there was no harm in revealing Bianca’s desires to her, in revealing the truth and bringing her over to their side.

Not only that, it would actually be rather helpful in the future.

Of course, she did also have something scheduled with Chen Yiren, but she would either arrive after they were done… or she could break in two sluts at once. Considering how needy Yiren looked the last time they met, Bianca had a feeling that the girl wouldn’t mind even if she turned up to an orgy.

“Mistress… can I ask something?”

“Of course. You’ve done well since arriving at my sect, so I don’t mind.”

“Thank you… um, what was your intention with Su Gong? I… I may have encouraged her to try that technique, but we are still friends…”

“What do you think it was? Oh, and it was partially Han Rushu’s idea, if that helps.”

The red-haired woman thought about it for a moment, and while she did, Bianca admired the way she looked on her knees. She didn’t hesitate at all to kneel down when she was commanded, as she first entered the room, and stayed there without a single complaint as they talked.

She wasn’t quite as adorable as Bianca’s pet, of course… but that didn’t mean that Bianca wasn’t already getting hard, more than ready to fuck the slut in whatever way she chose.

“Hm, I think Rushu wanted to show Ah Gong exactly how having a cock felt like, in order to make it easier to fuck her in the future.”

“Sharp.”

“Heh… I’m pretty sure she won’t last long. Knowing her, she’ll give in and be an obedient toy before too long.”

“You don’t mind?”

“… I want her to be happy. All of us to be happy. And… what better way to be happy than to devote ourselves to the fat, delicious cocks of our betters?”

Even Bianca couldn’t help but be astounded at just how… well, there was no single word that could describe this matter. She acted like she was completely and utterly broken in, and yet, Bianca had barely done anything.

So, was this how she had on the inside, even before Bianca had gotten to her? Was she this much of a slut?

“Well then, Ah Moshi… tell me, how would you like me to reward you? Or, in your own words… to help you devote yourself to my fat, delicious cock?”

“Mistress…” Yang Moshi looked so incredibly delighted, her cheeks flushed, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

That kind of look on her face looked so absolutely delicious – Bianca could just eat her up right there and then… and she could see Moshi’s cock tenting her clothes as well, making her own excitement obvious. It was tempting to share the so-called Physique Awakening technique to others like Song Ming, just because of how hot it looked, though at the same time, there was a certain charm to every woman having their own way of showing her love.

Well, it wasn’t like having a dick prevented Yang Moshi’s pussy from leaking onto the floor below, even as her robes were stained at the top of her cock.

“I… t-this might be a bit basic, but-”

“It’s a reward, slut. The important thing is that you like it… and besides, if you keep doing well, I don’t mind fucking you again and again,” Bianca chuckled, grinning at her, “So, was it going to be your cunt? Do you want me to put a child into you, to make your tits swell with milk and your body to change for me?”

“Y-Yes! I’ve… I’ve rarely ever touched myself there… but I’d love to give my first time to you, Mistress!”

“Well, since you’re asking so nicely, let’s not delay any longer,” Bianca spoke as though she was somehow reluctant to participate, though of course, she was never going to say no to breeding another bitch.

Besides the simple joy of fucking a wet pussy, she couldn’t help but be curious about her capability for impregnating someone, or rather the apparent lack of it. Last time, she had merely made Song Ming’s tits and hips grow, but ultimately failed to put a baby into her… so would it be the same this time? Were there some conditions to meet that she hadn’t known about?

If she figured it out, she’d have to impregnate Song Ming as soon as possible, to make up for lost time… and even if not, trying it again wouldn’t be bad at all. Lately, she’d been using asses a bit too much… if there even was such a thing, so balancing it out with some good old vaginal sex would be perfect.

As she concluded that, Moshi was already throwing off her clothes, soon leaving her completely naked. Bianca had no need to go that far, and simply pulled the front of her robes aside to reveal her own cock, which had already slipped past the confines of the Weave.

She bid the ‘disciple’ to come closer, and aligned her shaft with Moshi’s own, mostly out of curiosity. While Yang Moshi certainly wasn’t small by regular standards, with her length being roughly 18 cm, Bianca’s was able to easily eclipse it, be it in her length or girth, which felt undeniably good. At this point, the only competition she had in the Demoness Sect was that annoying kitsune, but fortunately, she was unlikely to have quite as much room to grow as Bianca did.

At the same time, even the appearance of their shafts stood apart quite a bit. Yang Moshi was completely hairless down there, whereas Bianca hadn’t been bothered to shave in some time. As a result, her groin and balls were covered in a dense forest of pure white pubes, while her length was notably darker – even with the bleaching effects of her body cultivation technique, her cock managed to retain a darker shade.

All that made it look more virile, more potent, and inevitably made Moshi drool over it.

“You want to taste it, don’t you?”

“Y-Yes… I’ve never had the chance to suck on a cock before… b-but-”

“Then do it, slut. Taste it and commit that taste to memory, stain yourself with it so that you can never, ever forget it.”

Moshi dropped down to her knees yet again without an instant of hesitation, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, drool leaking past her lips. Her own dick twitched and leaked as she brought her nose to the side of Bianca’s sweaty shaft, inhaling deeply.

“Hah… that’s such a strong scent…”

“Trust me, it can be way more intense… I’ll call you in if I ever build up enough sweat, you can then be my pretty little cock-cleaner,” Bianca grinned, and Yang Moshi had no intention of disagreeing.

She just moved along the length to the base, pressing her nose against Bianca’s groin, sniffing with such intensity that her eyes rolled back, her lips parting as she exhaled through her mouth, ensuring that she could spend every single moment just flooding her lungs with musk.

Despite this being her first time, and despite her corruption being somewhat minimal compared to the likes of Song Ming, Yang Moshi seemed to be absolutely delighted by the scent, eagerly inhaling as much of it as she could. As though by instinct, her nose drew nearer to Bianca’s balls, specifically to that spot where her sack met her shaft.

There, Bianca’s musk was strongest, and Moshi huffed it without restraint, letting herself drown in it while Bianca’s cock rested on her head, precum leaking from the tip onto her red hair.

“You like it, don’t you?” as Yang Moshi nodded weakly in response, Bianca’s grin widened, “In that case, slut, show my balls the respect they deserve.”

She didn’t need to say it twice. Moshi got to it right away, kissing the sack before her, feeling the greasy pubes clinging to her lips as she kissed her again and again, though the nature of her kisses escalated quickly.

From mere pecks to practically making out with her balls, spit replacing any sweat she managed to lick up, dripping down from her sack before too long. She looked like a woman in love, completely enamoured… if she wasn’t on her knees, kissing another’s hairy balls, perhaps it would’ve been a charming, romantic scene.

As it was, it was simply perverse, though Bianca wasn’t one to mind. If anything, she would’ve loved to see sights like this more often – perhaps two women on either side of her, slobbering over her nuts, while others licked her shaft, rimmed her ass and worshipped the rest of her body.

The thought alone was enough for her cock to spurt out a rope of precum, drenching Moshi’s hair.

“You’re so gorgeous when you’ve got my balls in your mouth… You love my sweat, I can tell.”

“I do~… so salty, but so absolutely delicious… It’s ruining my sense of taste forever, I won’t be able to enjoy anything but your taste, Mistress…” she broke her kiss and whispered such sweet words, nuzzling up against Bianca’s groin, “I’m so glad that we chose to escape in your- our sect’s direction…”

“So am I, slut… hm, this is exactly what you’ve wanted, isn’t it? Let me guess, since you’re this much of a slut, you’d prefer it if I didn’t even call you by name. Do you prefer slut, or whore? Maybe bitch?”

Yang Moshi shuddered as she accepted each and every degrading name and word Bianca could come up with, her eyes glimmering with utter joy as she left it up to Bianca, keeping silent aside from the loud kisses and slurps.

Bianca, similarly, didn’t rush into picking out a name for her. There was no need to commit in either case, and more importantly, if she was to stick to one specific form of address, it was important to make it a good one. In order to do that, she had to determine what Moshi’s most notable trait was, her biggest kink… and from what she had seen, she was certainly a more unique one.

She was very eager to make use of her cock – aside from now, as she completely ignored it even as she moved over to suckling on Bianca’s tip – when with Su Gong, and even before that, she had tried to breed Liang Jun with a fake dick…

Out of every slut at Bianca’s disposal, she was perhaps the most dominant, and so she was also the most suited for… training any future additions to her ‘collection’. At the same time, she was unlikely to ever grow larger than she was ‒ as far as she knew, Yin Soul Yang Root lacked that capability, and only her own technique would keep up with one’s cultivation ‒ so she had zero chance of loosening anyone beyond reason.

That, and she would be very likely to remain obedient, as she looked to be very compatible with Bianca’s corruption, not to mention desiring Bianca’s control even without it.

As such, there was little to worry about, meaning that she could relax and watch this slut’s first attempt at swallowing a real cock. The dildo she had leant to Moshi was a decent bit smaller in both girth and length compared to her own, and as such, any prior experience she might’ve had up to this point wasn’t sufficient.

She had to open her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out to help Bianca’s cock make it past her lips, the head alone feeling so large and intimidating. However, every single drop of precum that flowed from the tip was clearly a precious reward to her, filling her with energy and glee to continue.

Slowly but surely, she took the whole of the head into her mouth, and then went further, until Bianca’s cock hit the back of her throat. She didn’t try to push farther, content to focus on the head, pulling back a little and running her tongue around it, doing so practically on instinct. She slowly worked her way up in terms of speed and dexterity, becoming more and more comfortable in this act, all the while exploring Bianca’s sensitive spots.

Given that the Sect Mistress had zero intentions of hiding them, as she was more than happy to have another whore to please her, Moshi was able to learn plenty with ease. The way her own cock twitched, throbbing, leaking even without being touched once… it was so adorable.

“Do you want a sweet, thick treat before I fuck your cunt?” Bianca asked casually, stroking Moshi’s hair.

“Mistress… Only as long as it doesn’t stop you from filling me to the brim~…”

“Oh, don’t you worry about that, slut. I can fill you up several times in a row if you do well enough… In that case, show me what you can do. Prove to me that you deserve it.”

Yang Moshi had no issue doing so, though she still chose to focus on the head, not attempting to take the shaft into her throat. Her focus was entirely on the spots she had just explored, her tongue focusing on the underside while she sucked on the tip, as though trying to get her cum out directly.

Quickly recognising that this much wouldn’t be enough, Moshi soon began to bob up and down on the length, never going too far, but still letting Bianca feel the back of her throat with every bob. Her lips were kept tightly wrapped around the length, and the way they slid up and down her cock, pressing up against her glans whenever she withdrew, touching the sensitive edge of the head, slurping on it so intently and sloppily.

Her blowjob left so much spit and saliva dripping from her length that Bianca worried she might dehydrate herself long before she got fucked properly.

It was impossible not to get closer and closer, but before she reached the edge, she heard a shocked gasp to her side.

“M-Moshi?” Chen Yiren couldn’t help but speak.