Nevil's Report

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Sesshomaru growled as he stared at the blackboard. While he was no stranger to setbacks in this strange new world, his recent defeat at the hands of Nevil had finally made him realize that he’d been far too complacent.

Not long after he’d recovered, the wretched little nerd had sent him a copy of his Sex Ed research project. The title, “Demons: An Inferior Species.”

The dog demon hadn’t remembered Nevil recording a video with him yesterday. And to his horror, Sesshomaru began to realize he actually couldn’t remember long swaths of time when it came to the Onahole Club. He’d always remember going in and usually the first twenty minutes. But after swallowing a couple of Nevil’s loads things always got a little fuzzy.

Why the hell hadn’t he noticed this before?!

And so, Sesshomaru stared at the chart of all the things that could be sending him into what was now clearly some kind of induced rut. The signs had all been there from the beginning. Heightened submissive instincts, a steady decline in his stamina, his libido seemingly mass-producing loads of his thick demonic cum, and especially his body consistently refusing basic commands around anyone who wanted a turn banging the sexy dog demon.

Normally, the only time a demon entered a rut was during an unsuccessful mating season where they would be so desperate for release that they’d do just about anything for anyone.

The only reason it had taken so long for Sesshomaru to realize what was happening was that he’d never experienced one with such a slow burn before. Instead of sinking into a rut all at once over the course of a couple days, this world was breaking him down just a little bit more week by week.

Now, the dog demon knew he was living on borrowed time. Who’s to say how long it would take for him to be completely in the throws of his encroaching rut, trapped in this world, unable to think or reason outside how to best please whatever horny barely-legal teenager ended up as his master.

As it stood, the best-case scenario should he fail was to end up with Donny. A life being constantly worshiped and bred by someone so insanely infatuated with him wasn’t…the worst…fate in the world.

There were numerous other students in Senyoko High who would also love to have their very own sexy dog demon librarian. Cody was the only one he’d managed to discourage thus far. Perhaps his singular victory during this whole ordeal. But Jaytee, Kim, Ryan, and Pedro had all had a taste of him at this point and could easily snatch him up should things continue to deteriorate.

Each would probably use him differently. Jaytee would likely be the most merciful, using him as an easy booty call whenever he felt like it. Pedro seemed to enjoy fucking him in front of girls to make himself look better. Ryan, while seemingly not as cruel as his friends, would likely still mold him into a submissive little boyfriend. And Kim seemed strangely inclined to get him addicted to big black cocks.

Claire was also on his list as he’d noticed the Sex Ed teacher had been quite keen on letting her students humiliate Sesshomaru. So, it was possible she could be a problem as well. The demon lord had no desire to end up as a permanent test dummy for the school’s Sex Ed students after all.

And that left him with the worst options. Sy and Nevil.

Sesshomaru hadn’t forgotten Sy, or the brat’s promise that he’d eventually come and collect the demon lord. He had no doubt that after the small victory he’d gained over the teen in the teacher’s bathroom that Sy would reduce him to little more than a trophy for display and ‘use.’ Worse, he could easily end up as one of Sy’s pathetic servants. A disgraceful end for a noble Lord such as himself.

But clearly the worst-case scenario was being unable to free himself from Nevil. It was clear now that the scrawny little nerd with a disproportionately monstrous cock would not be satisfied until the demon lord had forsaken his manhood, turned himself into a girl, and become the obnoxious bookworm’s personal stay-at-home onahole.

The thought of being that psychologically abusive wretch’s ego-boosting plaything for the rest of his life sent a chill down the demon lord’s spine, and an unfortunate but predictable stirring in his loins.

He could hear the video he’d been sent playing on Donny’s phone and tried his best to ignore the grating nasally sound of Nevil’s voice.

Donny blushed, a little perplexed that he was getting a boner from watching his handsome Puppymaru being treated like this. But at the same time, years of writing and reading slash fics and jacking off to hentai of Sesshomaru occasionally getting wrecked by whoever the author or artist fancied had practically trained him to react a certain way to this.

The video had apparently been shot sometime yesterday after Nevil managed to somehow convince Sesshomaru to cross-dress as a sexy female librarian. The dog demon laid on a teacher’s desk, still in women’s clothing and make up as Nevil sat atop him.

The entranced dog demon could be seen submissively jacking the nerd off as he diligently licked, kissed, and otherwise just plain made out with Nevil’s ass. The egotistical geek atop him looked at the camera, smugly giving his report.

“-and while a demon may have superhuman abilities and appear in a form that would seem to indicate they are the pinnacle of beauty or masculinity, this is, of course, simply an illusion. Despite all his muscles, a deep voice, and arrogant attitude, the subject, who is apparently an apex member of his species, can be easily subdued.

So, as you can see, when placed in proximity to an obviously superior human specimen like myself, a male demon’s natural instinct is to submit like the little bitch he is. And while it may take some time to strip them of any rebellious behavior, with enough repetition I’ve found they eventually become quite obedient.

I suspect the rarity of their species is due to being bred out of existence, much like the Neanderthals. Clearly once humans began to multiply, the females of their species began to realize the innate inferiority of their own kind. Meanwhile the males likely shifted their appearance to become more effeminate, like our subject here, as a defense mechanism to deceive gullible human women.

Of course, this would have easily backfired. The more intelligent ones likely resigned themselves to being consorts as their girlish features would have let them dress as women for any human man who didn’t mind having someone with one less hole to fuck.

The end result? Their entire failure of a species being cucked into extinction.”

The video ended as Sesshomaru did his best not to shatter the blackboard they’d rolled into Donny’s room just by gripping it. He muttered under his breath as he stared at his thoroughly researched list of what could possibly be causing his slow but steady decline, “What the hell is happening to me?”

Donny gulped, not wanting to turn around just yet until he’d managed to get rid of the unfortunate tent in his pants. Nevil might be the most obnoxious, delusional, and all-round worst person on the planet…but the hyperactive otaku knew his biggest fetish could quite simply be called, “Sesshomaru.”

It didn’t matter who the demon lord was with. Seeing him fucking or getting fucked in just about any situation turned Donny on ten times out of ten. And while in this particular scenario, it was unfortunate that HE was the one getting cucked…seeing Nevil’s massive balls pumping into his beautiful dog demon boyfriend yesterday and the new image of Sesshomaru lovingly shoving his tongue up Nevil’s ass had given him some VERY mixed feelings.

Summoning a bit of willpower, Donny managed to delete the video copy from his phone instead of saving it for “future use” as he probably would have before he and Sesshomaru had entered into their somewhat ‘contractual’ relationship.

The teen scratched his head, “Holy…Yeah, this is…not good. We might need some outside help before it’s too late.”

Sesshomaru sighed and said nothing. He was desperate enough to try anything at this point.

And then, just like a cartoonish little lightbulb flicking on above his head, Donny suddenly had an idea, “Actually, I think I know someone who might be able to help…”