Chris had hit rock bottom.  His fiancé had left him for a Marine of which she had reminded him throughout her packing was more of man than he ever hoped to be in more ways than one especially in the bedroom.  He couldn’t argue with her in that sense because he was average height, over weight, and had a small cock with almond size balls. At first he thought he pleased her in other ways and she generally liked being with him for who he was but once a better deal came along she was gone.  He soon turned to drinking and lost his job which cost him his apartment.  He had exhausted all of his good graces with his friends and had been sleeping in his car.  Finally one day he decided to pool all the money he could scrounge up, fill the car up, and drive as far as the tank would take him.  He’d stop in whatever town he ran out in and that’s where he’d start over.  Well I’m the grand scheme of things when the universe is fucking with you it doesn’t give a reach around and Chris was no exception.  His car coasted to a stop in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road four way intersection.  Any sign of civilization was over an hours drive behind him.  “Fuck! Why me?!” He yelled at the sky.  He knew there was nothing he could this evening, the sun was setting and his stomach was growling.  He grabbed the last pack of chips he had and sat down against the car in the dirt.  He tried to push his car out the way and thought he was going to be able to do it himself when a tire popped and began to hiss air out.  “Dammit! I quit!  God if you hate me so much I fucking hate you too!  You want to turn your back on me then fine back at you, I’m out!” He yelled out as he slumped back down beside his car.  He climbed in the back seat after flipped his emergency blinkers on to be safe and tried to sleep.  He couldn’t help but think of his ex and her new life and how shitty his was now.  “I’d give anything for a fresh start, anything.  God I’m sorry, please just this once help me out please?” He pleaded.  Suddenly the sky gave way to a thunderstorm.  It was raining so hard he couldn’t think straight.  Then he felt it on his stomach, the steady drip of his top leaking.  The old convertible top had finally ran its course and was now leaking steadily on him.  “Argh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”, he yelled.  “Well God I guess there’s your answer so here’s mine I renounce you! you hear me?! I quit! No more church, no more prayer, I quit!” He yelled.  Suddenly the car was filled with acrid smelling smoke.  “That’s just what I was hoping to hear my boy,” a mans voice said I a deep scratchy southern accent. As the smoke cleared Chris began to make out the shape of a man sitting in the driver seat.  He was an older man with slicked back salt and pepper hair and pale skin.  He wore a white suite and smelled of brimstone.  He turned around to Chris and flashed a bright white toothy smile as he rolled a toothpick around between his teeth.  “Looks like y’all done gone and had a little bit of car trouble, tell you what I’ll fix it and all your other problems too, that is if’n y’all’s ready to make a deal,” he said as he smiled fiendishly.  “Umm yea sure, I guess so.  I mean yea what do I got to lose at this point?” Chris said apprehensively.  “Good to hear it friend let’s shake on it then and we can be on our way to my place to work out the details.” The old man said as he reached out to Chris.  Chris looked at the old mans hand and noticed his nails were a bit long and blackened, not painted but blackened like an animals cloven hooves.  He hesitated for a minute but eventually took the mans hand in a hearty handshake.  “Thats what I’m talkin’ bout boy, a good firm handshake between new colleagues! Let’s get movin!” The man said excitedly and he started to drive.  “How are you-“ Chris began to ask wondering how his car was running much let alone moving.  “Oh don’t worry about the details boy, just be glad this ol’ hunk of junk is moving, besides where we’re going to won’t matter anyway.” The old man said with a grin.  The old man drove faster and faster toward what looked like a cloud of blackened smoke.  “Hold on boy here’s where it gets kind of crazy! Wooo!” The old man cried out as he began to laugh uncontrollably.   Chris was freaking out now! He began to panic and tried to open the doors but couldn’t!  They barreled into the dark cloud with a flash of fire!  Chris shut his eyes thinking for sure when he opened them again he’d be dead but when he opened them back up what he saw was far worse.  He saw winged creatures flying all around and those who weren’t flying were torturing people along the roadside in horrendous ways.  He noticed the old man was humming to himself as if this wasn’t anything new to him.  He even saw him wave a few times to the creatures outside who waved back surprisingly.  Then the old mans humming broke into song lyrics.  “I’m on the highway to hell! Dah dum dum! On the highway to hell!” He sang loudly and out of tune.  Chris suddenly remembered a story his grandfather told him about a guy meeting the devil at a cross roads out in the middle of nowhere where he traded his soul in order to play the blues.  “Oh shit! I’m in hell and this guy must be the-“ “Devil?” The old man turned and said with a deviant smile.  “Well you’re right on all accounts boy, 1.  I can read your mind when I want to.  2. Yes you’re in hell. And last, but not least, yes I am the devil.  Now that that’s out of the way let’s talk turkey, what do ya say?” The old man said.  Chris was speechless, what had he gotten himself into now?  “So here’s how it works son, I make you an offer and you take it or you don’t.  If you don’t there’s no hard feelings.  I pull over, we shake hands, and you get out and start walking back the way we came.  Now the road in and out of hell is straight as an arrow but as you saw comin’ in there’s lots of folks out there that have tried to make that walk and didn’t succeed and I assure you the farther down we go the worse it gets and trust me they get pretty sadistic down here,” he said with a grin.  “What’s - what’s my deal then?” Chris said dumbfounded.  “You see there it is!  That’s why I knew I needed to come meet you!  You’re a real go getter that’s just run out of luck and luck is something I can change.” The old man said.  “Tell you what I’m not going to do the usual this and that I’m exchange for your soul bit, nah!  Nope, no Sir.  What I’m going to do for you is this:  I will give you anything you desire in life regardless.  Good fortune will shine on you nonstop, wealth, the lifestyle, you name it and it’s done.  All I ask is you wear this little black band,” the old man said reaching back to Chris with a black cock ring in his hand. “What? That’s it?” Chris asked surprisingly.  “Yes indeed,” the devil said. “Well ok, if that’s all it takes,” Chris said putting the band on his wrist.  Suddenly the band disappeared! Chris felt a snug grip around his cock and balls! He quickly unzipped his pants to see what had happened!  Much to his surprise the band was now around his package! “Oh I forgot to mention that goes on that sorry excuse for manhood you have there, but don’t worry I can fix that too.”  The devil said smiling.  “What the fuck?’l Chris exclaimed.  “Well you see that’s funny you should mention that seeing as that’s how my band works, ironic ain’t it? You can have whatever you want in life, all the riches and. Fun you want, name it and it’s done.  Hell you can bang every whore on the planet for all I care.  However if and when you ever tell anyone about our deal the band closes shut and your package is mine twig, berries, and bag!” The devil said.  “Hell, apologize to god for all I care,” he said with a chuckle.  “Oh and don’t worry nobody else can see it but you,” the devil said.  Chris agreed and the deal was done.  He woke up in the back of his car.  “Was it all a bad dream?” He thought.  He quickly jumped out the car a dropped his pants!  “Nope, it wasn’t.  There was the devils band around his package.  “Man, that might not look so bad if my package was bigger,” Chris said disappointingly.  Suddenly his lower abdomen began to ache.  His balls hurt! His cock burned!  He fell to the ground rolling in pain!  Then the pain stopped.  He moved his hands away from his crotch to see that his tiny cock was now 12 inches long and thick!  His balls were now the size of extra large eggs! “Holy shit it worked!” He exclaimed hysterically.  He did began to make the same thing happen for the rest of his body until he was satisfied with himself.  He tried it on his car with great success and his wallet too.  Years passed and Chris found himself incredibly wealthy.  Every possession he ever desired was his, every woman he wanted he had.  His cock was now a firm 16 inches and thicker and his balls were twice the size he originally hoped for.  The world was his oyster and life was good.  The band remained and still no one could see it but him.  One day Chris met a tall raven haired woman at one of his parties.  She reminded him so much of his ex fiancé from so long ago.  Her smile enticed him and her laughter was intoxicating.  “My name is Kate, I’m new in town.  A friend of mine suggested I come with her to your party but I think she’s left with someone already, so I guess I’m all yours.” She said with a smile.  He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, she was the total package.  She spoke intelligently, had a an amazing body, excellent breasts and an amazing ass.  Her eyes were dark brown and when he stared into them he found himself getting lost.  It was love at first site.  They hooked up that night and the sex was amazing.  She was able to take every inch of him in every hole which hadn’t happened often now a days.  She sucked his cock, sucked his balls hard and mounted him like a champion rodeo star.  She rode him for hours until they both came multiple times and passed out.  As the relationship grew and grew Chris felt compelled to tell her about the deal.  She had begun asking about his good fortune and how he had gotten so wealthy and not to mention asking what his secret was to his vitality in the bedroom.  After much research he found a way to be safe from the devil and tell her the secret.  The ritual stated that as long as things said inside the circle of salt were never mentioned outside of it then the devil would never know.  So one night Chris set up the ritual and brought Kate into the candle lit room where he had poured a pentagram of salt on the floor.  “Whatever you do don’t disturb the salt, this is the only way for me to tell you my secret.  You must promise never to speak of it again outside of the circle to anyone not even me.” He said.  “Do you swear?” He asked her sternly.  “Yes, yes I swear to never tell a soul.” She said apprehensively.  He guided her into the middle of the pentagram slowly.  “Kate what I’m about to tell you will sound crazy and made up but I promise it’s all true.  Several years ago the devil came to me when I was at the end of my rope and struck a deal with me.  I didn’t have a choice but to agree to it.   If I didn’t i would’ve been trapped in hell for all eternity.  The deal was that he’d give me whatever I desired and in return I had to wear a cock ring around my package that only he and I can see.  The catch is if I ever told anyone about it then the band would close shut and take my package with it.” 
Kate didn’t say a word she just stood there.  Chris looked into her eyes to see if he could see some sort of reaction.  Then a smile came across her face but it wasn’t like any he’d seen her have before, it was almost sinister!  “Hahahahaha! He said you’d fall for me! I didn’t think you would but damned if you didn’t!” She began to laugh hysterically.  “What!? No! Did he make you a deal too?” Chris asked frightened.  Kate’s legs began to morph into cloven hooves, her knees bent backwards, her fingers became claws, and as she sprouted bat like wings her eyes turned black as night!  “I am a Succubus, you fool, and one of the devils chief lieutenants.  My deal was if I got you to fall for me and tell me your secret not only do I get promoted but I get to eat your package in front of you everyday for the rest of your life! Hahahahaha!” She taunted and laughed.  Chris was speechless, what had he done?! But the ritual, she shouldn’t be able to enter in without pain!  “I suppose you’re wondering why I’m able to be in the circle with you, well my dear you invited me! “Bravo my pet, I knew you could do it.  I’ve been wanting to collect on this one for a while.” A deep raspy southern accent spoke from the darkness.  A cigar lit up in the corner of the room as the devil stepped forward to reveal himself.  “Ah cris, Chris, Chris’s. You should’ve kept that mouth shut my boy.  Now your package is all mine, well hers anyway.  My prize is getting to see the look on your face everyday for the rest of of your life and all eternity as she sits down and eats your package right in front of you every night.” The devil said with a smile.  He snapped his fingers and the band tightened and tightened!  The pain was excruciating! Then suddenly there was a loud wet pop followed by a thump on the floor.  Chris slowly looked down in horror to see his severed packaged lying on the floor.  The Succubus picked it up and flopped and t around in his face.  She brought it close to her mouth and ran her tongue down it.  “I-I can still feel that!” Chris exclaimed!  “Oh yes I forgot to mention that part, sorry.” The devil said nonchalantly.  “You get to feel everything she does to your severed appendages over and over, oh and just a fair warning she’s got s pretty good imagination.” The devil said with a chuckle. Suddenly the Succubus but into Chris’s cock head first and ripped off the glands with her razor sharp teeth!  “Agghh!” Chris screamed as he fell to the floor.  “Mmm, tastier on the inside than I thought it would be,” she said as she licked the blood from her finger tips.  Chris looked up at his suffering member and felt his crotch where it had been.
 “Wait! I’ve still got my package!” He thought to himself. “But It’s small and withered, why?” He asked.  “That’s the best part, you get to keep your old package but you no longer have any sexual function or feeling in it.  You’ll never fuck another woman again.” She said.  “But this guy here, “ she said waving what was left of his severed package in front of him. “This guy will still let you feel everything I do.  Every suck, bite, burn, you name it and you’ll feel it.” She said as she took another bite.  “Oh yea, balls too!” She said as she squeezed then so hard that they popped in hand! Chris collapsed to the floor and passed out in pain.  Years passed and Chris was still wealthy and had whatever he wanted accept sex.  Every night the Succubus would come and sit down at the table to torture and eat Chris’s severed package and just like the night before he’d feel it all.  Sometimes she would pleasure herself with it in front of him just to torture him before she would devour it whole.  Others she would roast it all slowly so he could smell his own flesh cooking.  Soon the parties stopped, the friends left, and he was alone for the most part until she came to dinner… but hey at least he was rich.