#🐐 Beloved and Scorned. (Baphomet)

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Baphomet is an inherently curious god, being one with a history of shame and hate. The lack of freedom or ability to see this world they so often are invoked by has only spurred on this curiosity to a point that, if the opportunity arose, of course the demon would jump on it.

And the opportunity did, through a world-weary, fragile girl named Winoa Luminet. Even though Winoa is Baphomet’s vessel to experience her world from, it doesn’t mean that she’s completely gone- while her body isn’t hers anymore, Winoa is still actually there...

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Perhaps there’s a way someone could reach Winoa, kept safe and sound in the vastness of the elder demon...

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Be nice to Baphomet’s vessel. Even if she isn’t in control anymore, Winoa deserves good and nice things for all the trouble and trauma she’s gone through.

And Baphomet will remind you why they’re an elder demon if you lay an unwanted hand on miss Luminet.

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Best to do is love bapho and Winona ~❤️

Please remember to love and comfort your goat god while she learns about being human.

Both her and her vessel.

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Lili's gonna adore this new goat and goat vassal

Does Lili think she has what it takes to delve into the religious and deeply historical past of this elder demon and the vessel she possesses?

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Overflowing for Baphomet by Sethy~

thompson’s water seal.

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What a pleasant dream...

He’d probably never felt so tall before, or ever seen her so small. In fact, he probably wasn’t familiar with having so much soft, fluffy fur on his body, or horns so long and powerful sprouting from his head. It might eventually dawn on him that he wasn’t like his usual self: he looked like Baphomet!

And Baphomet herself was small and cute, like she was when she hid in her vessel, short and lean enough that she could’ve comfortably sat in his hands. More so than that, she was giving off some kind of irresistible energy- she looked prettier than she usually did suddenly, and Sethy would be keenly aware of all her curves and fine features. It was hard to hold back... so he wouldn’t. The elder demon was clearly doing this on purpose, so he might as well indulge her.

A finger unfurled, his hand reaching towards her and hooking up under her top, pulling forward to simultaneously free her chest and bring her closer- close indeed, as she fell forward and practically hugged his crotch, her face rubbing against something massive. In this form, everything he had was big, including his shaft, and with her up against it, there was no way it would fit into her normally. But she always had a trick to make it work, and he would be very familiar with it from all their times together.

That same finger he used before would slowly run up her throat, dark magic flowing from it into her body; the effects wouldn’t be obvious until he got going. All the while, she stayed where she was, silent and watching his every move, making no attempt to evade or resist and letting him take full control.

Carefully, he picked her up, guiding Baphomet’s face to his monstrous cock, where she felt it press up against her lips. Like she always did, she followed his desires and understood his intention, licking the head and lathering it in her saliva, getting it nice and wet for what would come next- but she didn’t expect Sethy’s reaction.

It felt so good so suddenly that he couldn’t stop himself: instinctively, the Goated Sethy would thrust his hips forward with a quiet gasp, which only turned into a louder moan at the intensely pleasant sensation of her throat. Of course she gagged, but that magic from before made sure she could breathe fine and take his full size, which was imminently approaching its hilt as he pushed deeper. The magic would allow him to do whatever he pleased with her throat, and he naturally took the option that felt best: hammering into her mouth like it was the best cocksleeve to ever grace his cock.

Back and forth, in and out, he sent slobber flying everywhere as she swallowed and choked on his girth, limbs hanging limply in his grasp, completely surrendered to his sexual intensity. Even if it stretched her out in abnormal ways, the magic in use would keep her safe, and it would make him feel good, so no matter what he did, she was totally receptive to it, doing what she can in her position to bring him to climax.

Which came sooner than she expected- Sethy abruptly pulled her all the way down until she was kissing the base of his shaft, the head of which was thoroughly planted in her stomach. She could feel it twitch for a moment, before it exploded inside of her, cum coating her insides so thickly and in such volume that her body couldn’t possibly keep it all in- and yet, her gut felt heavier and larger as he just couldn’t stop cumming.

When he finally slowed down and pulled her off, a stray spray covering her face in his seed, she could take the moment to relax and breathe... before he grabbed her again, aligning his cock with her backdoor. She barely had time to recover before he pressed hard into her ass, spreading her wide and pushing all that cum right back up, Baphomet coughing up his juices. She went limp again, but this time it was from the sheer, overwhelming pleasure sending her mind spiraling out of control- and it only went further over the edge when he slipped his fingers inside of her wanting pussy.

Sethy just couldn’t get enough. He needed her, more than anything he’d ever known in the world- this girl drove him wild with love and lust and he just wanted to give her the most thorough and passionate loving he could. She was like a fountain for his seed, each thrust forcing more inside of her back up and spraying all over; it might’ve seemed painful or uncomfortable if not for the magic in play. Instead, all she could feel was pure ecstasy, having completely submitted to him, and it seemed like she wanted more from him as well, even if she couldn’t vocalize it.

Another rumbling as he emptied another load straight into her gut, cum pouring from her mouth from just the sheer amount of it, once again another incredible stream with seemingly no end. Just like before, it would eventually peter out...

And again, he just wasn’t done. Once she was off his shaft for the second time, in a puddle of their juices, he had his sights set on another target: the last hole he hadn’t filled to the brim yet. The demonified Sethy stepped forward to make sure the last thing he did was breed her well and good... he wouldn’t be satisfied until she was stuff full of his seed, aligning again...

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Baphomet looked down at her small lover, a single digit stroking his head softly, magic subtly flowing from it to ever so gently influence his dreams. She could ignore the wet spot that had spread from where he was tenting, if he was having such a good dream like that...

She wondered what could he possibly be dreaming of, with a gentle, knowing smile...

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Four new muses joined the blog, sorry for not bringing the up now.

Please meet Annadette, Raith’lir, Bryn and Baphomet.

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Impress a misunderstood dark god/elder demon today. Be bold.

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A mutual desire for knowledge and understanding...somehow leading to Chase gagging with everything she had against the towering form of Baphomet. A steady trail of drool from her lips as she tried her best; trembling against her companion's shaft. Only to pull away before going blue in the face. "M...My friend I...need a moment. Only a moment to-" A loud cough, her body hot and yearning. If only her skills could match her enthusiasm.

Curiosity was inherent to the Dark God.

Demons of all variety tended to have the ability to manipulate their bodies- after all, powerful magic was something that came naturally to their kind, and transformation was among the simplest of things to manage. Baphomet was no different; if anything, their magical prowess was far beyond even some of the most advanced of demonkind.

Something as simple as, say, giving themself male genitalia, was as easy as breathing for them.

More importantly, they wanted to know and experience everything humans could. This vessel they'd been lucky to have received had given them an opportunity to learn more about the world beyond their own and, especially, about humanity. They wanted to feel, to learn the sensations and be like them... To be human, that was their goal.

... though, how that lead to being deep in this girl's throat, it would be a little hard to explain. Regardless, with a steady hand on the back of Chase's head, Baphomet instinctively pumped their hips, unable to stop themself from twitching and groaning. Total inexperience to everything happening meant they were completely unused to everything their body was feeling, making their movements sporadic and rougher than they intended.

Feeling her movements though, despite how desperately the need to continue burned their body up, the Elder Demon was able to control themself, pulling back slowly as Chase recovered.

"A-Aaahhh... a-a moment... why would..." ... ah, right. Her kind, they need to breathe to be alive. Of course something like this would make it hard to breathe... hm. Perhaps, then...

"My apologies... I had not considered... mhm, here... I will assist..."

A powerful flow of purple magic started to gather in their index finger, before reaching down to Chase's throat, gently dragging the digit up and letting the arcane power do its work. Before the star-child would know it, it would suddenly feel much, much easier to breathe, as if oxygen was just flowing right into her body.

"Mmm... it is temporary... I would not wish to alter you permanently, against your wishes... but now that you are better equipped..."

Baphomet would lift their girth to her face once more, the desire practically emanating from their body like an intense aura of sheer lust. This was addicting, and they needed more of it... hopefully, she could keep up with the demon's libido.

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What normal people see:

A strange, quirky girl that sticks out like a sore thumb, accidentally bumping into others looking all over the place, incredibly curious.

What those who can see past the veil of Mystery see:

The truth.

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demons are demons to the core. these things can’t be helped.

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fun quirks about Baphomet:

-they have never experienced anything close to humanity, so being in a human’s body means they’re totally unused to everything humans feel. abuse this. -they’re very curious about the human world and will take just about any opportunity to explore it fully- if you offer something, they’ll likely say yes. -being an elder demon/god, they should not be fucked with lightly. -please, please, please. pet the goat. this is a follow up to point one, pet the goat please.

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Handling a heart-shaped box of chocolates to Baphomet, Sethy smiles happily thinking this might be the first time the other may be experiencing Valentines day and to see if he can being her that loving joy was a thought that made him excited.

"Here Baphomet, chocolates. It's a day called Valentines day where lovers gives gifts to each other and express the love they share with each other~" His tail was wagging quickly and his wing flaps showing how happy he was with her.

Valentine's... while Baphomet had been certain to consume as much information about the human world as they could, it didn't mean they had ever experienced anything like human culture. The celebration of colorful boxes and strong sweets seemed confusing to them though: why celebrate something emotional through something material..?

Still, she watched Sethy approach with such an obvious giddiness and joy at the occasion... goodness, she even found herself starting to smile. She wasn't familiar with this emotion inside of her... vicariousness didn't seem right, but there was just something to his behavior that made her feel... happy?

"Chocolates... I have heard of... these... your kind have unusual tastes, the way you make food... but to express love through such a thing, it feels... strange..."

They were meant to exchange gifts, yet Baphomet had nothing to give to her partner... it wouldn't be right for her to leave him with nothing when he had been considerate enough to bring her something. Then, perhaps...

Gently, the demon's hands reached forward, slipping under Sethy's arms to lift him up off the ground, watching his legs dangle in her grasp... she had to remind herself that he was much smaller and much weaker, so he must be treated with care, lest she crush him under her size or break him with too much effort. He was soon placed into her lap, where their faces could be close without the difference in height, Baphomet's eyes locking with his.

"I do not have chocolates that I can give you... but I cannot let you go without giving you something in exchange... you said this day was the day to express... the love one shares with another... I am not familiar with human love, but... I know something of your culture... stay still..."

Leaning in, with a hand on his back to keep him steady and in place, she would bring her face closer and closer to his... until her lips met his own, kissing him softly, staying in place for the moment, waiting till he was satisfied to pull away. Baphomet herself felt a strange warmth on her cheeks, her free hand reaching up to feel the side of her face, and then her mouth, as if she was trying to understand what just happened.

"Aha... how strange... I have never felt so... mixed on the inside... like something has gone and stirred my vessel's organs into a terrible mix... and yet, I... I want more..."