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To say the killer this trial was new was something - a little true, a little false. A familiar face, but an entirely different species. Ji-Woon’s typical look is replaced by an overabundance of red and black - and his eyes sport red irises with black sclera, pupils simple slits that narrow and dilate with where his gaze lands. His voice is the same, though his teeth sport deadly fangs when he laughs, showing his mouth. His hands sport claws, and he really does fit the bill for a demon.
It’s attractive; Leon can’t deny it. Not for a second. It gets harder when Ji-Woon keeps passing him, running hands over Leon. He doesn’t swing the bat or throw those knives. He lets out a pleased purr every time he passes Leon; leaving Leon in a state of confusion. He’s stuck between fear and arousal, with the way those hands keep trailing across his chest, teasing at something more.
He shouldn’t let everyone die - and he tries. He pulls them off the hooks, just to watch them go down to the ruthless idol, the hungered gleam in his eyes far worse than the human counterpart. The way he licks the blood off his hands, the way his unhinged laugh carries - Leon can’t deny the fact his attention is hard drawn to Ji-Woon. The worst part is - Ji-Woon seems to know it.
It’s when the final survivor other than Leon is sent to the Entity that the mood of the trial shifts. Three generators, and a hatch somewhere. An escape. Yet - Leon stops where he is. He doesn’t search for it; he waits.
Sure enough, the demonic variant of Ji-Woon finds him, and approaches. No weapons in hand, but an undeniable lust and hunger in his eyes. In moments he’s grabbing Leon, shoving him into the outer wall of the shack Leon has stopped by. A knee is between Leon’s legs, rubbing at him as lips capture his own. The hunger is undeniable in Ji-Woon, and Leon trembles under him.
Ji-Woon's hands travel along Leon’s body, ripping at clothes. The vest is off, the shirt is torn, pants are tugged at. Everything is happening at breakneck speed, and Leon’s left lost to the heat building inside of him. The hungered growls, the way Ji-Woon’s hands aggressively trail over his body; this one wants him, far more than he’s ever been desired before. Leon folds under it.
“I know what you want.”
The voice reaches Leon’s ears, painted black lips brushing against his ear. Leon lets out a sharp breath as the knee moves away from between his legs and in its place, a hand. Ji-Woon toys with his enlarged clit, and Leon starts to moan. Something that brings a growling purr out of the demon bearing down on him.
“You want to be bred like a good little whore.”
The words strike Leon, and his eyes widen, breath hitching. Ji-Woon is correct, down to the letter. It only gets worse when Ji-Woon’s hand rests at his flat belly and the demon lets out a chuckle.
“You want this big, don’t you? You want to be stuffed to the brim with every ounce of cum I could deliver to you - and you know I can deliver beyond your wildest dreams. I can give you all of it. I can breed you - I can stuff you until you’re massive. Until you can’t move anymore. Isn’t that what you want, darling?”
“Y-yes.”
Leon finds the answer slipping from his lips in a breath, and his cheeks heat up in turn. There’s a chuckle, and in his ear words are purred out to him.
“ Good boy .”
It’s not long after those words are spoken that Leon feels the others cock slip inside of him - a harsh breath passing him as it does. It’s a snug fit, and Leon lets out a breathy whimper. His hips twitch; and in moments he feels harsh thrusts inside of him. There’s a heat that spreads through his body, it’s something he’s never felt on his own. Something that is being done to him, adding to the feeling. It brings a lustful hunger like he’s never felt before, and his legs wrap around Ji-Woon’s waist, gripping tight.
“You feel it?” Ji-Woon purrs out. “What it’s like to fuck a demon.” The chuckle passes, Ji-Woon’s thrusts never stopping. Rougher and rougher, with Leon’s moans getting louder. “It’s something special for your system. Just a little of what’s to come. So you can take all of it. So you’ll enjoy it more.”
Leon’s lost to the feeling, the way everything burns, the way it’s just not enough. Tears fall, and loud cries start to pass him - it’s a breaking point. A desperate breaking point. Ji-Woon’s eyes are alight with amusement, before burying himself deep inside of Leon and finally giving the blond what he wants.
It’s a heavy rush of cum inside of Leon - his mind registers Ji-Woon is filling him, then he feels his belly strain, then it starts to swell rapidly under the assault. A surprised cry leaves Leon, as Ji-Woon’s hips move again, steadily pounding into him, the last of his load tapering off slowly.
Leon is left to watch, propped against the wall, as his belly bounces heavily with every thrust; he’d swear he was four months pregnant from the size alone. The heat coursing through his body doesn’t stop, and with every thrust, he feels what Ji-Woon has pumped in him moving around inside of him.
“Now, that’s not nearly enough for you, is it? Let me fix that for you.”
Ji-Woon’s words are followed by another heavy load being aggressively pumped into Leon. Leon’s head jerks back, slamming against the shack wall as a pleasured scream tears from his throat. His belly balloons out aggressively in response to the way he’s being filled. Bigger, bigger. It presses against Ji-Woon’s form, and still grows. It’s heavy, and yet Ji-Woon is still bouncing Leon. It’s tight against Ji-Woon, and everything keeps moving inside, parts of his belly given only the chance to jiggle slightly with movement.
He’s larger than a beach ball, he knows that much. It’s heavy, and for a moment, he’s given peace to enjoy it. To tentatively touch, feel the way his belly squishes so readily under his touch. Feel how everything the demon before him has pushed inside of him moves. It’s thick and warm inside of him, and it sloshes around in him delightfully.
He’d never imagined he’d be this big - and there’s satisfaction in him, touching and marvelling at the huge belly he’s been left with.
“You’re not done yet.”
The words cause Leon’s eyes to snap wide open, before he’s turned around, face pressed to the shack wall, his belly left to hang free. One of his hands comes around to grip at it as feet touch the ground and his pelvis is angled properly for Ji-Woon’s cock. Leon’s left clinging to his belly, trying to keep it from moving too much, as more is pumped in.
He can barely hold the ever growing belly, the way it swells so freely under Ji-Woon’s load. Leon tries to squeeze it down, but it bulges over and around his arms, threatening to spill over fully. His muscles strain - and eventually lose the fight.
Leon lets go, and his belly balloons out under him, a series of moans tearing from his throat. It’s barely touching the ground, perfectly round and full. Drool escapes the corner of his mouth as he pants, tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Not… enough…”
The words fall from his lips, and the chuckle behind him comes in response. He knows what’s coming next. The way Ji-Woon starts to ravage him again, Leon can barely keep hold of his belly as it moves with each thrust, everything inside of him moving around.
The swell starts slow, seemingly on purpose. The gradual expansion, until his belly finally rests on the ground. He’s never imagined himself this huge; and there’s a hint of that satisfaction coming back to him - he’s happy like this.
Though things don’t line up once again, and the swelling continues. Leon lets out a gasping, shivering moan. His belly pushes against the ground, starting to press heavily. Leon finds himself leaning into it, trying to pull more feeling out of it, make everything squeeze and move.
It’s unexpected when Ji-Woon buries deep inside of him and a torrent is released. Leon’s pleasured scream echoes through the realm they’re in as his belly balloons out again. He can’t hold it, and he’s pushed away from the wall, pushing even Ji-Woon back. Huge is an understatement - massive is the word he looks for when Ji-Woon finally stops, pulling out.
The feeling of it leaking out is immediate - though it’s gushing out rapidly. Leon is left laying on his massive belly, over the size of his body. His legs don’t touch the ground anymore, his head rests against the soft belly. A low moan passes, Leon’s eyes slipping closed in exhaustion.
“Look at my good boy.” Ji-Woon purrs, his voice in front of Leon. Leon can barely peek through his tired eyes as he sees Ji-Woon running his hands over the massive belly - only the front of it that bulges out. A soft whimper passes Leon, and Ji-Woon chuckles.
“Every time won’t be like this.” He makes the promise, before leaning his body into Leon’s belly, feeling it envelop him. A moan tears from Leon at the feeling of everything inside sloshing around in response to the way Ji-Woon grips on and squeezes. “For now - you make a good bed.” Leon is left to let a moan out in surprise when he’s rolled to his side, his belly fully exposed. Bigger than when he’d been laying on it.
In moments he feels Ji-Woon’s body on it, Ji-Woon’s head peering down at Leon’s with a smirk revealing fangs. “I’m going to rest here. I think I’ve earned it. You’re not really going anywhere anyway.” Ji-Woon lets out a laugh. “No. You’re my massive over stuffed bunny, hm?” A good word to use, the way Leon was so desperate. “They say you’re like a dog, but the way you eat up my cum…” He rubs his hand over the belly and Leon whimpers out a soft moan. “Hm, no. You’re my bunny. My breedable, cute little bunny. Look how big you got for me. I’ll never need a bed again, like this.” It’s after his words it sinks in to Leon that he’s not going to get away from this; Ji-Woon’s claimed him.
“But you seemed to really enjoy pressing your belly up against me and the ground… Hm. We’ll keep you smaller next time. Give us room to play with you. But not too small; you like being big.” A low hum. “I can think of many ways to play with you, once I bring you back with me. You’ll be all mine, my little bunny. That Entity owes me a favor or two anyway. I’m sure I can bargain your living situation to become my personal realm. It’s not like you need those other survivors. All you’re going to know, all you’re going to love, and all you’re going to need will be me. I’ll make sure of it. No one else - just us. I’ll give you your nice, big belly. Every time you’re empty, I’ll fill you. You’ll stay nice and big for me.” It’s a fantasy the demon seems way too hungry for. “Be ready, my bunny. When I wake up, I’m taking you home and you’ll be mine forever.”