"Goodnight my love," Timmy's mother, Dee, said as she kissed him on the cheek and moved to the door. She turned out the light and shut the door. Dee went downstairs where her husband and their friends sat in their living room, lit only by candle light.
"He is ready," Dee said. She sat next to her husband and they clasped hands. They were both worried about their son. They raised him for this though. To be a sacrifice to their master. Their cult regularly preformed this ritual. It empowered their master and gave them prosperity and healthy lives. Sometimes the children were still alive after the summoning and a great rejoicing would occur. But more often than not the ritual ended with the child's disappearance and assumed death. The ritual empowered the cultists to have persuasive abilities. They were always able to talk their way out of having a missing child.
Not every child had to be sacrificed. Their master was rational when it came to his cult. It was more profitable for him to have a cult he didn't have to rebuild every century. Ages ranged from 10 until 16 and it could be a male or female. The cultists knew it was time for the ritual through a symbol that would appear on their child's skin.
Timmy was celebrating his 12th birthday when his father noticed the mark. The cult was summoned within hours and they prepared for the ritual to occur one week later, that night was tonight.
"Tonight we begin the Empowerment. We ask our lord to grant us his blessings in return for our devotion and our acts in his name," Dee said and they began the chant to their Old God.
Timmy was sound asleep when his room shook slightly. He slowly stirred out of his dream of being a warrior as the rumbling grew more severe until it was impossible to not notice. His closet door opened and all he could see inside was a pure black. He looked around his room, terrified and just as suddenly as it started, it stopped.
The lights of his room blazed on, scaring Timmy even more. He noticed though that his closet remained unlit and he couldn't not even see inside. It was still pure darkness. A growl emanated from the darkness.
"Do not be afraid," The growl said, "I am here to help."
"Mommy!" Timmy screamed as he ran for the door. He reached it and threw it open. Before him was not the hallway of his home, it was a dimension of twisted sexual images, ribbons of energy and streams of matter flowed across vast emptiness.
Timmy stood there frozen. He turned around and saw something emerging from the closet. A hulking red figure stepped out. Solid muscle gave this giant figure an imposing form. Easily seven feet tall most of the creature looked human. But it was indeed a creature. Claws took the place of hands, odd shaped growths grew out of his demonic head. He also emerged naked. Timmy couldn't help but to notice that massively thick red penis hanging off the monster.
"Do not be afraid. Your family called me here. Your family needs you." The monster said, "All you need to do is enjoy the night... and you might even survive it," He finished with a chuckle that echoed through out what seemed like a massive room.
Timmy's fear abated. He walked up to the demon and had to look up all the way to see his face. Something about his smell and his words made Timmy feel things for the demon other than fear. He was aroused. He hugged the demon around the waist and took a deep breath, becoming intoxicated with the monster's smell.
The demon moved quickly, he used his razor claws to rip the boys PJs to shreds, leaving the boy naked and also revealing his erection. The monster leaned down and his tongue flicked across the boy's face, he leaned lower and allowed their lips to touch. For Timmy it was purely erotic. For the monster it allowed him to hive a concentrated dose of his drug through his saliva instead of his scent.
Timmy began to moan while being lifted by the monster and brought to his bed. Timmy wiggled around and soon was face to crotch with the monster's massive erection. He took it into his mouth and felt the heat of the demon inside of his mouth. His mouth felt like it was going to split open and his throat felt like it was going to burst but something in his head told him to keep going.
The monster sighed deeply as he sat on the bed and the boy got to his knees and continued his sucking. The monster's pre cum was driving the boy wild and was also loosening up the boy's asshole. Over the centuries the monster had altered his fluids to increase the chances that his sacrifices had pleasure, at least before he tore them apart. But there as something about this boy. Maybe he wouldn't end him this time.
Timmy choked and gagged on the massive red cock in front of him, tears filled his eyes and lust filled everything else. He felt a twitch and n itch come from his asshole and he knew what he needed to do. He climbed up the body of the demon and straddled the monster's waist. The monster looked at him with crazed yellow eyes and he listed the boy up slowly. Timmy was trembling while the monster aimed him above the monster's monster cock.
The initial breach was not the relief or pleasure that Timmy though it'd be. It was searing pain radiating from his asshole and colon. Just the head was in and he began to panic. He mind was swimming with confusing and contradicting thoughts. He needed to get off and away. He needed his mother. He needed the monster inside of him. He needed the monster deeper inside. He needed the monster to give him more fluids. He needed to escape. And finally, he could escape if he allowed the monster to do what he wanted.
To an outside observer the boy should have been torn apart by the cock and by the brutal pounding that followed. Slowly the cock sank deeper and deeper and the boy's anal ring spread open wider and wider. With about half in Timmy felt a wave of warmth wash over him. He felt himself feel less pain and more pleasure. His heart beat fast. He felt dizzy. But most importantly. He soon felt his butt cheeks touch the lap on the monster.
He began to bounce and groan. He couldn't move a lot but he felt great waves of heat and pleasure erupt from the cock inside of him.
"Such a good boy," The monster said, "But time moves differently here. Morning approaches"
The monster held onto the boy and moved him off of his cock. The boy started crying and begging for the cock to get back in him. The monster held the boy down on the bed facing up. The boy had his own erection that looked like it had grown just by having the monster inside of him.
The monster re-entered the boy with the full force of his form. The monster tickled the boy's feet with his tongue. He grabbed onto the boy's ankles and sniffed the feet deeply. The monster was lost in his pure ectasy. The boy screamed and yelled obscenities. He proclaimed his love for the monster and how he needed to live with the monster forever. The monster chuckled and continued the assault. Occasionally he hit a special spot in the boy. Making the boy yell out in delight. For several Earth hours the boy was pummeled by the monsters and was crushed by the monster's size.
With a savage, unnatural yell the demon achieved orgasm. His cum shot out and flooded the boy with boiling cum. The precum on the demon was protecting the boys inside from the scalding hot cum that was now being forced deep into the boy. All the boy knew of the temperature of his insides was a severe but pleasurable warm inside of him.
Soon, the demon pulled out. Slowly the engorged cock slipped out of the well fucked pre-teen. Small gasps escaped the boy as the solid muscle came out.
"Be ready for me tonight boy. You have survived something that many do not. Not only that but you greatly enjoyed it. I appreciate rare humans like you."
Timmy woke up the next morning to the sobs of his parents. They wore the garments of the ritual they wore last night. When they came up to the boy's room in the morning they found him lifeless. His soul was claimed by the Old God they worshiped.
What they did not know though was their God was simply not done using their little boy. As he woke up though he remembered the promise, the pact, he made with the monster. The events of that night would be kept secret and there would be more pleasure to come.
His parents were ecstatic with their Lords mercy on their family. They celebrated with a large breakfast and feasted with their fellow cultists for days on end. The entire time though Timmy felt the still hot cum inside of him. It was a reminder that he was the monster's now. Slowly it was being absorbed by his body so he would be forever young and forever a slutty little boy for lots of monster and human cock.