Demonic Tail Novels & Stories

"You need to stop his fire in the first place; otherwise, if you do not, he can kill others." "Leave him to me—I will handle him!" I folded my sleeves and looked at Jacob—he was not concerned for me but confident about my skills. The Demon was almost 10 feet tall, and the tail was very dark and wide. The scales have a dark, shiny substance; maybe that's the poison on his skin. He nodded his head, and I blinked my eyes twice while stepping in front of the witches. The witches sighed while breaking the protection shield, of course—I am here in front of everyone to protect them.

Unlike my father, I watch his body transform into a fox, but he only has four tails. It has been said the more tails you have, the more powerful you are and are inherited from one parent to child. Assuming their father has nine seats, my father has nine, and I also have nine, but Demir only has four. I wonder why a demon like him to cause such rebellion against his brother is so powerful with just four tails unless someone is helping him. But who? "If I can't have you, then no one will. Not even my dear older brother," his voice turned from ice to evil, deep and dark.

“We could all use more humility these days.” The demon leaned down, her breath hot on my neck. “Come for me now. Squirt all over this sacred floor while she watches unknowingly.” Her tail plunged inside me suddenly—thick, flexible, ridged like her cock but more agile. It curled against my g-spot with unerring accuracy, thrusting in short, vicious jabs. I gripped the edge of the chest, nails digging into wood, as the coil snapped.

Long Chen asked the black dragon. "Hm?" The black dragon seemed surprised to hear the name of the demon. He explained to Long Chen what kind of demon it was. It had a head like a bull, half a human body with demon wings on its back, and the lower half was like a horse with a scorpion tail. Not only was its body terrifying, but the demon's destructive power was also frightening. Long Chen's expression changed immediately upon hearing this. If what the black dragon said was true, then his child and wife must be in danger right now.

Tensions between them had been on the rise, but nothing significant have happened yet. "Wings or tail?" "W—What? I'm sorry dame, I'm afraid your lowly servant doesn't know what you are saying." "I am asking you choose." The lamia slited her green eyes, the vertical pupils of her eyes looked cold and menacing. "Please dame. Don't do this to me." The demoness cried out in fear when she realised what she was implying. "Oh, I'll help you choose then. Wings or tail... Wings or tail... When in doubt, always go for the head!"

Flashback thirty years ago. It's been thirty years ago when I first encountered the demon fox. Ancient legends say that a nine-tailed demon is so powerful that just a single swipe from one of its nine tails can raise tsunamis, tornadoes, and flatten mountains. They can also breathe fire and create massive destruction.

Batton turned back and stared at the scene for a moment, his jaw clenching and unclenching before giving the order to move out. “Alright, let’s go!” Batton clipped as he stalked from the room his men behind him. The large beast leapt out of the hall showing its exuberance, its large feathery tail swishing erratically as it caught up to Batton and took the lead. “Calm down, little demon!” Batton called out causing her to turn around, her tail swishing and fanning out behind her. The mighty beast stretched out its front legs and dipped the front of its body into a stretch as Batton caught up. He stopped in front of the mighty demon and stared into its unblinking gaze with a smile of complete a

It was just a small, small distance away… just a little bit and I can finally get out! But then… “Wait.” He… He pulled my tail. “K-kyaaaa---!” What was that?! I felt like my soul was being pulled away from my body! I immediately flailed and was able to get away from his grip. The moment I felt the cold floor on my feet, I immediately dropped down and squeezed myself on the corner. I still feel weird… my tail feels weird!

shouted Felicia The gigantic humanoid demon crawl out of the hole and stands towering up seven hundred feet tall with demonic horn jotted from his head. He has the six pair of eyes in his face and one huge eye with the heart of magic in the center of his head. He stood tall like towered skyscraper as the kingdom look very tiny in front of it. It opens his mouth again with huge gigantic red flaming beam form into a huge ball. The army in the battlefield fighting and prince Duran sees the demon. He shouts lifting his horse ordering his iron clad army to aim at the demon. Magician from Silla equips a large stone catapult and shoot at the demon. Summoned one inside the demon turns the head of th

Its arms were folded over its bare chest, long dark fingers and claws that didn’t seem meant only to cut but to suck. The legs, muscular, ended in deformed feet with raised heels and curved claws. But what caught the most attention was the tail: long, alive, with black blades at the end, reminiscent of the scythe of a vengeful entity. A symbol of death that slithered like a serpent. It was curled in a fetal position, floating, as if trapped between the world and something worse. Sasha approached slowly, his amber eyes lit with hungry curiosity. “What the fuck is this?” he whispered.