Confessions of a Horny Devil [Rahzilla and TheVillain]
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				Title: <strong>Confessions of a Horny Devil [Rahzilla and TheVillain]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 19:04:12</strong>
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				<em><strong>So how do you prounouce your name?<br><br>It's impossible to prounounce my name with a physical tongue. Just call me Nick Brooklyn.<br><br>Welcome back to The Author's Corner, I am Burt Connors. For those of you just joining the program today we have a very special guest, the first supernatural best-selling Author Nick Brooklyn. Nick's latest book is a non-fictional analysis of the Curb Stomp War called "Pyrrhic Victory: Hell's Legacy Eternal" and in it Nick makes a fantastic claim. Nick, tell us about it.<br><br>Thank you, Burt. In my book I make the argument that you can kind of consider Hell the ultimate winners of the Curb Stomp War instead of the Humans. Now, I'm not here to argue facts and I certainly concede that we didn't win in the way we wanted or thought we would. But Hell was founded on an original set of ideas that we saw come to fruition and be adopted by the human race.<br><br>And it's a good thing you're not here to argue the numbers. The true number of casualties is still being counted but it's something almost completely one-sided. The Armies of Hell suffered at least 99.5% losses, the Armies of Heaven suffered at least 98%, but the Armies of Man only suffered a comparatively light 17% losses and that was mostly in less developed regions.<br><br>It's even worse then that, actually. When a human died, their soul goes to a judgement process in which they go to heaven, hell, or purgatory. It's automatic. When a demon or an angel dies their essence instead went to either the Devil or God to be resurrected if they felt like it. So any angel or demon that was killed but not resurrected before the humans killed their respective leader is effectively lost forever. And we still don't know what happened to those that died after. It's quite possible that we just cease to exist when we die now.<br><br>So now it's quite possible that Hell, Purgatory, and Heaven are now entirely populated by human souls without supervision. It would be interesting to see what results of that but let's get back to your claim.</strong></em><br><br>Nick rolled in bed, not entirely sure when exactly he woke up as the radio clock had immediately started playing a recording of his interview and it got his attention. It also woke up Amy right there next to him. She moans in pleasure, smirking at the demon next to her. He puts his hand on her head, then gives a gentle push to hint strongly that now would be a great time for a blowjob.<br><br><strong><em>Yes, I'll fully admit that we didn't win the way we wanted to win and by percentages we took the heaviest losses but Hell was founded on an idea of freedom and that a well-meaning tyrant is still a tyrant. Heaven is perfect, and God's rule was Perfect - but only in the same sense that a Sterile Operating Room is perfect. No germs, no disease, but no freedom, no choice. Heaven has no criminals, but it doesn't have any artists either. Or poets. Hell, on the other hand, finds its beauty in the attempt at perfection. The failure as well as the success. <br><br>So it's the hours before the Curb Stomp War, which I hate that name but it is accurate, and the trump has sounded. The seals are open, the horsemen are riding - it's our time and we rise! And you humans did what we thought you would and joined up with Heaven, at first. But then you figured out that they have no interest in saving your world, just killing us first before they end it themselves. So what do you humans do? You tell us both to screw off, you form your own army, and you fight back. And I'll admit, our methods and tactics were outdated at best and as such you wiped the floor with both of our armies - you humans were the last ones standing.<br><br>But when you finally saw God as we see him, and when you responded by shoving a nuke up his backside - your armies lasted longest but it was our principles and our vision that won. Granted, you shoved a nuke up Satan's backside first - so it wasn't perfect.<br><br>Yes, Quite - now another project you've been working on...</em></strong><br><br>Nick groans as he cums hard down Amy's throat, his thick and black seed being swallowed greedily. Naturally of course, Amy already got her womanhood filled with it last night but she gives a great blowjob. Granted, he was actually trying to release faster instead of slowing down.<br><br>"<strong>I suck you good, big guy. What do you think of that?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I think you need to get out of here before your husband finds out.</strong>" he replies off the cuff, which angers and scared her a bit. It does the job though as she hurriedly starts putting clothes on and getting out. She had been a decent lay but really, getting her to cheat on her husband wasn't even a challenge when it's on a website just for that which led to their meeting.<br><br><strong><em>...Confessions of a Horny Devil. In it you make a startling confession. You "come out" as it were.<br><br>Yes indeed. Angels and Demons usually are hung like Ken and Barbie dolls. We have the rough shape but no actual equipment. There are, however, exceptions. Incubi and Succubi on our side and Angels of Joy on theirs. As a rule we're actually genderless but the ones who specialize in the sexual side of things do have the equipment and on my blog I came out recently as an Incubus.<br><br>So while most demons who look male just look male, you are actually biologically male with male genitalia.<br><br>That's about the size of it. Not many demons left so it wouldn't surprise me if I was the last Incubus but there it is. And since Satan is dead I lost most of my mojo, so right now that's about all I have going for me. Which is why I turned to writing.<br><br>And who knew you'd be so good at it? One book down and talks of turning your blog into a book on its own - you're making a name for yourself.</em></strong><br><br>He smiles like he smiled when he gave that interview and relaxed.<br><br><hr><br>It all started with the end of the world. Seriously, the Biblical Apocalypse actually happened much to everyone's surprise. The Rapture of the Faithful, the Spread of Darkness, the Four Horsemen, the Anti-Christ, the Rise of the Armies of Good and Evil - all of it. The only part they really got wrong was how long it would last and how it ended. It was supposed to be the War to end all Wars with Satan finally defeated and God ruling a perfect paradise forever.<br><br>Instead, we got a few war stories then life went on. The armies of Heaven and Hell expected us to chose sides and fight with them - but instead we chose our own path. Even the "Good" guys of Heaven decided that they wanted to kill everyone, just wanted to kill the demons first, so in the end we decided to give a big "screw you" to them both.<br><br>Funny thing though. Turns out, both the armies of Heaven and Hell apparently had made no big changes in their military hardware or strategy since the Roman Empire. So when Humans entered the final battle of Armageddon we brought modern technology and tactics - and as a result the war was so one-sided it made jokes on late night television. Oh sure, and individual demon soldier or heavenly angel can take a human - but since when do humans fight alone? It was nicknamed the Curb Stomp War, and instead of ending the world it became just another skirmish.<br><br>The surviving members of the forces of Heaven and Hell gave unconditional surrenders, and in return we proved to not be total bastards. The surviving supernatural creatures of the world were for the most part allowed to live among us, if now they had to register with local immigration authorities and were now subject to human laws. In America, this meant that NIS gained a new branch called the SINS, the Supernatural Immigration and Naturalization Service. Excuse the name, with the Rapture taking away all the Bible Thumpers we're a little more relaxed about a little blasphemy between friends.<br><br>It's not a bad gig if you can get it. It's a lot like a normal immigration agency, but since the clients this time are a bit stranger by law and pretty rare it's not unusual to only need a few social workers and even then they only have 2 or 3 clients each. "Nick Brooklyn" is a special case that gets special attention though. A registered Demon trying to make a living in NYC as a writer, he actually turned out to be really good at it. Good enough that the SINS office asked him to host a writing group there, so that he conforms to nornal humanity more while other writers improve their own craft.<br><br>Which of course is where things start to get interesting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confessions of a Horny Devil [Rahzilla and TheVillain]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 19:37:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/ogLoMi3.jpg)</div>To say life was difficult would be wrong. If she were a demon or angel, then life may be difficult. Penelope knew that being human was something to be cherished. The idea of being a different entity and stuck on a different plane, would have to suck. At least, that's what she thought. After the Curb Stomp war, life had changed. The apocalypse had come and gone, and humans had won the war. It was extremely handy that angels and demons hadn't changed their ways for such a long time. The thought of dying during a war made Penny terrified. Even if the war was between angels, demons, and humans.<br><br>It also didn't help that she wasn't religious in any way. Her parents weren't church goers and didn't uphold any real traditions from their religion. Penny had grown up knowing that they were some branch of Catholic, but she didn't know what that meant. So when it came to readings about the apocalypse, all she knew was that people would die. She hadn't ever considered it would actually happen though.<br><br>However, the war was over and while it made life interesting, now that angels and demons walked their plane, it also made things difficult. Before the war, Penelope had been an editor for a newspaper. All her life, she'd wanted to write professionally, and yet, it had never happened. Instead, she was stuck finding grammatical errors and changing titles around. That is, until the war ended. Afterwards, news was filled with stories and of opportunities people were taking now that they had defeated the biggest religious threat to mankind. Penny was no exception to wanting to take up an opportunity.<br><br>She spent months writing out her ideas and forming chapters to send off to a publishing house. Her friends all said that it sounded great and that she'd get published easily. Penny was so confident that she even quit her job to pursue her dreams. That all changed when her manuscript came back denied. Now that she was jobless and not getting published, panic started to sink in.<br><br>It wasn't until she heard of a writing group in her area, that she started to feel hopeful again. It was hosted by the trending Nick Brooklyn. She had read his books and followed his blog for some time. When she found out that he lived in the same town, as well as had a writing group, she knew she had to meet him.<br><br>So here she was, standing outside the building where she would meet an idol of hers for the first time. She felt nervous. Of course she was nervous, most of the people who came to the writing group for the first time, probably felt nervous. While Nick Brooklyn was making a name for himself, his image, had not. He had yet to post any pictures identifying himself. His only interviews were done over radio or phone. And yet, he was still so popular. Maybe that was part of what added to the mysteriousness. She wasn't sure.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, Penny stepped inside the building, where she saw some people standing around talking. Heading up the stairs and into the room that was advertised, Penelope felt uneasy. That is, until she bumped into someone while not paying attention. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking-" she didn't finish as her breath caught in her throat. It was a man, with pale-blue skin, ram horns atop his head, and odd coloured eyes. Was this Nick Brooklyn? At the same time, she couldn't help the pull of attraction. <em>"I don't know him, and he's not human, but I'm strangely attracted to him..."</em> her thoughts trailed off.<br><br>"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention." she felt nervous again. Looking him over, she felt certain he had to be Nick. But, it could be any other demon. But the chances it was another demon, were slim. "I'm Penelope, are you here for the writing group as well?" she asked, smiling to him, trying to calm her heart, which was thumping loudly in her chest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confessions of a Horny Devil [Rahzilla and TheVillain]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-10-2016, 22:38:37</strong>
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				The demon with yellow eyes smiles with the nervous bump. Of course just from playing the odds it was really unlikely that this could be any other demon then "Nick Brooklyn". An obviously fake name, but like he said on the radio a demon's true name was often unpronoucable with a physical mouth. He grins and offers his hand as he gives a little nod.<br><br>Nick's career has risen perhaps unfairly fast. The "Supers" all started living on the public dime in what were basically mental health insitutions while they learned the concept of "Money" and were encouraged to do therapy stuff to get used to physicality. Nick started a journal, encouraged to write all of his inner most thoughts and issues.<br><br>Story goes that it was actually really good, so much so that the staff didn't mind that most of his initial journal entries were elaborate sexual fantasies involving staff members and therapists. Heck, a little editing and that was the first book of "Nick Brooklyn". The demon quickly got into a pace that was an envy of even professional writers.<br><br>His secret to that was that his powers and supernatural properties were a lot less then they once were, but they weren't gone entirely. When you can "nibble" and "lick the frosting" off of the life energy of your sexual partners, you'd be amazed of how little sleep you actually need. That alone gave him an edge when it came to pace. Pace, but not content. That was all channeling his centuries of existance into something to express it, in ways he hadn't been allowed to before.<br><br>This whole group wasn't his idea really, just something the SINS office tossed together to try to help him blend into humans more. It could be argued that he already had very well, but that's only in comparison to other "Supers". Most of them still were in the institutions. Nick was adjusted incredibly well in comparison but that didn't mean a whole lot.<br><br>"<strong>I'm actually the one being in this room required to be here. That isn't a boast, mind you - Pride was never my Sin of choice. Nick Brooklyn.</strong>" he smiles, trying to turn on some charm. Another "power" that was a lot weaker then it used to be but was still kind of there - telepathy. It worked best with sexually impure thoughts of which 'I'm strangely attracted' barely registered. There was worse in this room already, but Penelope did have a little something extra that kept his attention, if he couldn't quite place what.<br><br>"<strong>Nick Brooklyn, former Scourge of the Underworld. Good Evening.</strong>"
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