Demonic Tail Novels & Stories

With a heart-wrenching scream, the purplish-red light in the void suddenly expanded and shook off all the golden-purple ‘Path’ characters. A brand-new supreme Demonic Body replaced the soul consciousness and the Demonic Spirit, revealing a mysterious and powerful, terrifying power emanating with vast evil. He had crimson hair, swaying without wind, dressed in a black and red python robe, with a blood-red flowing cloak draped behind him. He held a demonic spear that radiated daunting demonic energy. Thick purplish-red demonic clouds rolled above his head, and sixteen rapidly rotating skulls beneath his feet. It was like the arrival of a grim reaper, causing the world to change color.

It was as if a veil had covered her mind, memory, and ability to think. "Just blast another of their headquarter again." It was the voice again, seemingly the continuation of the conversation fragments. This time, it was a female voice. "What the use? Dæmon's main rat hole is not easy to track. Even if you set fire on one of his headquarters, he wouldn't have cared." Another male voice again, but this time was lighter, and his tone contemptuous, laced with slight anger and mockery. "Tsk, isn't he such a ruthless person?"

The creature gave a few steps back and grunted, I could see anger and fear in its eyes, but most of all, surprise. I was right, and now I was mesmerized by the beauty of what was now standing in front of the demon; a body as big as the one of the creature, but in stature it exceeded it thanks to a long neck and a sharp head. He had black scales all around his body and his long tail waved menacingly to his side. His wings were huge, large and grey, he kept them spread yet still. There was a pair of burning gold eyes that stared at the demon, and for uncountable seconds, both stared at each other in silence.

A long, sinuous tail flicked behind him. And between his thighs… Father Damien’s mouth went dry. The demon’s cock hung heavy and half-erect, easily fourteen inches even soft, ridged along the shaft like twisted obsidian ropes, the head flared and glistening with something that wasn’t quite pre-cum. It throbbed once, visibly, as though already sensing the priest’s hunger. A bead of thick, pearlescent fluid welled at the slit and dripped to the floor with a soft hiss.

The demon tilts its head at Fyn's action, and Fyn swore he saw something akin to curiosity flicker in them. Again, the demon walked towards him, its muscular legs carrying his demonic body with such a calm aura that if Fyn hadn't known it was the demon in front of him, he could easily mistake him for another man in the village. Something caught Fyn's attention. Taking a side step, Fyn took notice of a jagged tail that seemed to swirl behind the demon. Blinking in confusion, Fyn narrowed his eyes at the tail. Its movements were reminiscent of that of a cat.

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

"Are you perhaps with Sheila?" She spun round, her sword up in her arms and in defense. Leticia studied the woman who had just spoke, only that this was not just a woman, she was not even human. Her long tail hung steadily in the air behind her and her forked tongue slithered in and out at intervals, tasting the air. Leticia noticed that this... creature had no horns so she must have been a demonic spirit resurrected in a human's body. She looked on in awe, some how, it made Leticia cringe and feel pity to think that this creature standing before her was once a human being. And once a beautiful human being too, she could not deny the fact that this demon girl was absolutely stunning in beaut

“This is my true form, Evelyn. What you saw before was only a mask. This… this is what I really am.” Something moved behind him. A shadow that took the shape of a tail. It emerged from the base of his spine, long and flexible, covered in dark and shiny skin. The tip ended in an arrowhead—like the tail of a medieval demon, but alive, pulsing, almost conscious. It snaked through the air for a moment, as if testing the environment, then slid toward me and wrapped around my left thigh. The touch was hot. Soft, but firm. The arrowhead tip brushed my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps, and then the tail tightened, opening my leg even more.

His tail, which rubbed over her dripping wet pussy, penetrated inside her core, making Medusa wince a bit due to sudden attention. The succubus half moaned and groaned as she could feel her insides clasping Kayden's tail which served as a literal dildo. Due to his mixed blood Kayden's tail differed from both of his servants, similarly numerous other features too like wings. Whereas they both had a heart shaped sharp ending which could potentially slot anyone's throat, Kayden's tail was blunt enough resembling a dildo and he was well aware how to use his traits upto the situational demand. Kayden felt his tail getting wet gradually as he felt Medusa shake under his intimate advancements. The

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy