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The man lurked on archaic forms detailing mythical rituals after finding what seemed to be a grungy old spell book at the back of his local library. Always on the frontier of discovery, his attempts of demon summoning ritual was aided by cameras and other equipment spread across his bedroom floor. Maybe he could prove other worldly beings existed, or at the very least get cool footage for a later project.

He started the ritual, a thick blanket of black fog covered the floor, electronics flickered, the blood red Halloween moon shined through the window, the red light bathing his back and the circle. A familiar audibly pounding came from his chest. He knew which outcome was happening. Before he could think of backing out, the utterance of the last sentence plummeted the room into darkness. POOF! Everything turned back to normal. The twinkling night sky barely visible from the bright ceiling light. Looking around he could only the recording equipment to be out of order, of course...

Disappointed, he crawled into the circle to fix the markings like the book said to do if the summoning failed. He wanted to film it correctly this time, ignoring the warning that one shouldn't step onto a working summoning circle. The lights wouldn't be on if the circle worked. His hand swept over the chalk, impossibly immovable from which it lay. He finally noticed his shadow, or any object for that matter, belonged to him anymore. He tried to exit the circle, it was too late.

Pounding the walls of the circle like a mime, he felt heat radiating from his body. He fell to his knees to scramble through the pages of the spell book, his orange knuckle hair becoming thicker. The decades old pencil markings were the only other clear translation in the book, "Retire For The Night" it said. YES! He had found the way to break the circle.  

He spewed out the magic words as fast as he could. Again and again it didn't work. Some of the words were too hard to see past his hand's furry shadow... Soon only a looming figure could be seen on the page. He was lifted up before he could even glance at the demon grasping and pouring shadow magic into him. Now he couldn't possibly take his eye off the quickening changes of his body. The most prominent feature being his hefty overfilled belly. Rubbing, stretching, stroking, squishing over and over. The demon toyed away at the expanded belly's size. The layer of fur only further distancing his previous slim appearance.

His heighten surrounding focus finally came more apparent as the demon's whispers grew louder in his delicate ears. The language uttered confused him at first but he could feel it wasn't hostile. It was soothing, pleasurable, weirdly thoughtful? Eventually enough of his humanity was lost to realize who had used this book before. Why this demon was acting so playful than scary. The untranslated parts of the book were clear. People wanted a real costume and sexual favors. Of course he could only find this information on decade old forms. Fucking furries.

As it got harder to see anything past his belly beyond the shadowy appendages wrapped around his now bright red tip. It didn't take much trust in the demon's words to fell the weight of his engorging balls slowly pulling down on his new sheath. More and more his balls descended til the weight was too much to bear. The exposure of his huge sensitive knot and staff against the tufts of under belly fur overtook his mind for him to really care. His thoughts too flooded with the sensations of it all, could no longer wonder in the back of his mind about being a future werewolf under the shadow lord's reign.

The ever seductive whispers and the large pool of pre filling up the circle. His werewolf huffs and groans grew as the ever eager demon filled his still expanding his body through the caressing of his wet fur. His throbbing leaking ween sandwiched against the invisible wall. "We'll enjoy rubbing all of you, together" were the last whispers heard before only howls ran through the night...

"Belly Play and Spooky Demon Times"was one of the sketch poll winners, remastered