Ashburn
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Ash beamed with happiness at his devoted lover "Ofcourse Eric. You shan't be left in the dark."

Ash rested his head next to Eric's, his body heat keeping him warm and comfortable. Despite the pain he managed to drift off to sleep, even though it was only afternoon. The fatigue of their bonding, and the transformation having taken their toll.


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Time jump 5 PM

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Sharp pain wrecked through Ash's body, sending convolutions as his whole body felt like it was on fire. Shrieking Ash felt as if his whole body were on fire. He desperately tried to move but only managed to roll off of Eric and fall hard onto the floor. Tears streaked down his face as the pain engulfed his body (and his link to Eric), leaving him writhing on the floor in what could only be described as agony. The pain in his back grew more intense, as a massive pressure built up inside of his skin. His skin stretching to the point it doubled in size!

"Eric!" Ash managed to cry out before the pain forced him to scream as his misery became more potent. The setting sun through the windows highlighted his horribly disfigured body, back swollen and the rest of him a contorted slayed mess on the floor. His cries grew louder as he felt his skin begin to tear open. Small fissures ripping across his back like a spider web. Unable to think the connection between him and Eric was fully open, exposing Eric to the wrath of Ash's torture. 

The fissures became canyons as his whole back hemorrhaged blood onto the floor, coating the demon's back in red. Ash's desperate shrieks climaxed as the canyons ripped apart, all the skin from his back falling onto the floor in bloody heaps of demonic flesh. From Ash's back rose two large wings, their black feathers glistening in blood and sunlight. The massive structures easily had a span of 12 feet combined and arced gracefully, freed from their fleshy prison.

Ash's curled into a ball, sobbing from the pain involved with his skin being ripped off his living body, completely oblivious to the new appendages hanging about him. The black feathered wings looked hauntingly beautiful, blood dripping of their smooth glossy sides, the light of the setting sun making the blood glitter as it fell to the floor.