Raven's fat ass was bent over a desk and getting properly fucked by Peter. That small black star was now a purple supernova, as the colossal cock made sure to give her a permanent anal gape. It was a job that took multiple days, but now, as he finished another session, it seemed that Peter had managed to give that goth a slut another permanent change in her body.
"Ah! Fuck, take that, you big-ass goth slut!" The man yelled as he buried his cock deep into that punished posterior with big red marks all over it from all the slapping he did.
Raven rolled her eyes to the back of her head, her asshole giving in and making her cum once again. So much fucking had turned the girl into a complete slut that could not say no to Peter. The second she smelled that strong musk, her cunt was getting wet, her nipples went erect, and her asshole tingled. "Fuck fuck fuck!" She yelled while squirting all over the table while her ass got a nice and big creampie that got even a little bit on the floor.
After making the girl clean his cock with her mouth. "Ah . . . that was amazing, so how is the magic research going?" the man asked while caressing that purple hair.
Raven let out a deep sigh, still feeling the taste of her own asshole and Peter's cock in her mouth. The fact that she didn't hate that flavor annoyed her more than the buttplug keeping her intestines filled with semen. "Well before I got a surprise that became a literal pain in the ass . . . I was actually researching what the hell happened to your body after I gave you demonic power," she said with a calm tone, and she grabbed a towel and cleaned her face from semen, saliva, running mascara, tears, and snot.
"Heh, hell, nice pun," Peter chuckled.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "It was unintended. Anyway, getting back to the topic, it seems that you kind of, how can I say . . . you are technically demon royalty," Raven muttered.
"What?!" Peter asked, as this was a huge change for him. He wanted a crown and maybe a cape; well, no, that would get in the way of his wings.
"I am the daughter of a really powerful demon known as Trigon. However, since the whole cosmology and hierarchy of hell got ruined the second the merge happened, there are a lot of missing demons, vacant posts, devils fighting for power, etc," Raven began to explain, trying to make this sound the least crazy possible.
"So by having a kid with you and you accepting me in the family . . . I became a demon prince?" He inquired again, rubbing his chin and already thinking about all the ramifications of this. It made sense since he had technically married a princess.
Raven let out a deep sigh and touched her belly where their kids were growing. "Technically yes," she said, her mind focused on the whole ramifications of this deal.
"Neat, what did I get from that?" Peter was perfectly fine with this. He got really used to his new wings, and he was always up to learn magic.
"Apart from your wings? Well, you can become stronger in two ways: eating souls or demons," the girl said, more like a warning rather than a suggestion.
"Oh . . .that sounds evil," the man said. He didn't want to eat people's souls; that was something only villains would do.
"Yeah? I mean, you are a demon prince; it is literally in the name of the title," Raven said with a tired tone, looking at him with a confused expression.
Peter nodded a few times. "Good point," he finally said. Well, eating demons would be since those were practically animals but with more horns and fangs.
"Anyway, as things are now, you should focus on keeping yourself out of demon-related problems," Raven finally said, making it clear that Peter should keep the demonic energy consumption to a minimum.
Peter nodded a few times. "I will try my best," the man added, really looking forward to what next things these demon powers would unlock for him. He could even start trying to learn magic.
"Also, my friend is coming to visit us . . ." Raven muttered with a really tired tone. She knew in her gut that something wrong would have happened when that girl met Peter.
The man raised an eyebrow. "A friend?" He asked, surprised that the goth girl would say something like that.
"Are you surprised that I have friends?" Raven asked back, a little bit annoyed by the suggestion.
"Oh no, no, no. I see you spending time with GG and Felicia so you can be not a shut-in. . ." Peter said, remembering the three girls shared the same music taste and even GG had a movie night with Raven from time to time.
"But?" Raven asked, the girl looking at Peter with a face that only an angry wife could give.
"It is a girl?" The man asked an important question.
The goth girl let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "Ughhhhhhhhh. Look, Star comes from a planet with a really harsh warrior culture with some rules that would be considered antiquated. Might make right, and there are a lot of things about breeding with the strongest male possible. So I will appreciate it if you keep it on your pants," Raven answered, her tone dry and straight to the point.
"Well, in that case, I will need to get really drained for that. So we should have sex nonstop until she arrives to guarantee that I am not horny for her," Peter suggested, as this was a nice in-between point between the two. That way he doubted that Raven could accomplish that task, but that body had the potential to do it.
Even after her ass was just blasted, the girl made a small nod. "Your terms are . . . acceptable," she finally said, taking a bullet for her friend.
What happened next was brutal, to say the least. Peter proceeded to fuck every single hole of Raven's for ten hours straight, a constant attack on each orifice the girl had as he came nonstop. The only moments he stopped were to recharge batteries, drink water, and eat in the kitchen, and even there, he kept fucking Raven in one way or another.
First, it was the complete claim of Raven's pussy. The man not only fucked it but broke it, making sure to grind his massive cock on that hole so much that the division between the cunt canal and the womb was a mere suggestion. That cervix got completely blown away, not only from him but from Raven herself, who rode him over and over. She had become addicted to that feeling, crushing her guts, even if the girl tried to keep face that silly grimace showed her true feelings. Each time that the thick cock pierced her womb, that face of pleasure could not lie.
Those tight lips also worked hard; what started with Peter's face fucking her throat ended with her just sucking his shaft that was coated in all kinds of flavors from places where he had put it in. From the bloated balls to the veiny length to the massive tip oozing precum and cum constantly, she made sure to memorize each inch with her tongue. That strong taste carved its way inside the woman's brain by sheer exposition, making it more tolerable as each gallon of cum was drained into her face. She was almost hypnotized by the religious worship of that cock in order to make it stronger.
The girl's asshole was also not safe, as at the end of the day, it was mostly a second pussy, taking into consideration how much semen it had drained on it. There was no longer room to feel pain as it was perfectly adapted to work as nothing more than a pleasure point for Raven. It took many tries and a permanent anal gape, but Raven's ass finally reached its full potential as a cum toilet for her master.
Butt jobs, tit jobs, all of that was a must, and then they reached the point where Raven was so broken, so much coated in thick layers of semen that some of her personalities came out to play.
When Raven was tired, Sloth came out and basically turned the girl into a free-use toy. She laid on the bed as Peter fucked her like just a cheap sex doll, not moving at all while her stamina recovered and the man just kept drilling her cervix.
As the hours went on, curiosity began to take hold of them as they began to experiment with strange positions to have sex in. Reverse doggy style looked extremely funny as both their asses clapped together but the pleasure was still incredible. They even became bolder as Peter pushed her against the windows of the apartment, making her big tits covered in jizz rub against it and giving a lucky one a peek of what they were doing if they managed to look from the other buildings.
This brutal fucking slowly mellowed out into some more simple kissing in missionary while holding hands. Just a respite from the constant hole-breaking actions as they mate more like lovers and less like master and slave.