You've Let The Devil In

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-Previously-

"Ryan?" Brendon looked over to Ryan, who was laying on the couch probably playing some sort of game on his phone.
"mmmmyeah?" He looked over to Brendon.
"I have an idea." He smirked.
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"Bren..?" Ryan looked over to Brendon, who had used prosthetics to glue two large devil-horns to his abnormally large forehead. He had put in bright green contacts, which concealed the true color of his eyes, brown. His hair was gelled back with a strange grey substance, and his teeth now had long sharp fangs.
Brendon had been painting his skin the same color as the dark grey substance in his hair, his entire body was this color.
"Don't worry, Ry," Brendon looked back and smirked, "I have a costume for you as well." He continued to paint his skin, before patting on some sort of powder to set it in.
"What kind.." Ryan gulped before continuing, "What kind of costume..?" He looked uneasy.
"You'll see." Brendon was stern, "You get your costume when I've finished mine." He looked in the mirror, giving a big smile to see his sharp fangs.

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Ryan didn't like where this was going, he had done some weird things with Brendon in the past, things he doesn't want to relive. But he knew, he knew deep down this would be a new obsession for Brendon, he won't be able to escape this one. There had been obsessions that Brendon would have for months at a time, and would insist Ryan into partaking in them, no matter what he would say. Some of these obsessions would consist of enemas and costumes, amongst a long list of other things - which Ryan certainly would not want think about.

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Brendon had been in the bathroom for well over an hour, obsessing over his new costume. Ryan was sitting on the couch, trying to think of what Brendon had up his sleeve, anything. Nothing was sticking out to Ryan, he couldn't possibly think of what Brendon was planning.
"Ryan!" Brendon yelled from behind the bathroom door, which was open by about an inch.
Ryan slowly got to his feet, heart beating, he was scared for what he was about to get himself into. He shuffled his feet to where he was standing in front of the door, using one hand he pushed it open to see Brendon. Brendon was completely naked except for a single piece of cloth, covering his genitalia, and now had large prosthetic wings.
"Any guesses?" He smiled, showing off his 'costume'.
"Uhm." Ryan thought to himself, "A devil..?" He questioned.
"Close, but no." He frowned, "here, this is your costume." He ushered Ryan to put it on.
It was a red-latex body suit - designed for a woman.
"I've cut some holes in it at the bottom so it will fit, don't worry." He smirked, turning around and bending over to pick something else up. His entire behind on display.
"This is for women..?" Ryan held it up, regretting ever getting into this relationship.
Brendon stood back up with something behind his back.
"Let's go to the bedroom." He giggled, "You'll love this." He insisted.
Ryan regretted every step he took to that bedroom.
"Take your clothes off, Ryan." Brendon smiled, revealing his newfound fangs.
Ryan slowly took his shirt off, and unbuckled his pants - letting them fall to the ground.
"Take all your clothes off." Brendon was stern.
Ryan sighed, pulling his underwear off, now fully nude in-front of Demon-Brendon. Ryan could see Brendon's erection through the cloth.
"Good, now put your costume on." He pointed to the latex suit in Ryan's hands.
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IM SORRY OKAY IM SORRY IN DISGUSTED WITH MYSELF. I DELETED A HEAP. TO SAVE YOU. IM SORRY. IM GONNA CRY.