Requiem is a being known for rules and punishment. A monster is an entity for being worshipped like a god. He's old but quiet, resilient, and calm. A being known for depriving his host of being lustful. An Old One. Hungry for intimacy, hungry for young ones to devour. He knows their sweet spots. Uses his claws-covered whisp to touch them gently. He is but a being, a being known to be huge and whimsical, a monster. Most monsters worship beings like him. If someone has him as his resemblance. He would make them see pink thin mist, a mist so potent that the user would be hungry for dominance, hungry for power that they tasted for a bit. The more hunger the user feels, the more dominant Requiem feels. The host would let the beast loose and let them feel up from the inside and cover them with just his black sperm. The thickness would look like he produced slime.

Slime-like semen, just that taste of it would make them addicted. He would make them addicted, and the host and lover wouldn't take anyone's but his. Every host that he owns, he would get addicted to. Requiem knows, he always knows. He knows every single one of the host's lovers. One of the hosts he owns now is Truther. Requiem saw something. A monster's hunger. Requiem is always hungry for lust and for an odd reason Truther knows this. Truth is a perfect host for him, he would let him devour the lust. One from his belated wife and the other from his recent lover.

"Suck". Requiem said possessing his host, he holds his cock and looks dead in the eye of his host's lover. "Suck it while you rub your clit." He demanded. The lover looks tranced by the pink mist. His lover takes a mouthful of his cock, her hand slithers towards her clit and rubs it with delight. He looks pleased, gently ruffled her hair, and petted her ears. "Ngh~ that's right. You love the taste of it. You love it don't you, my little sow." He said, he sits down with his legs spread a bit wide. "Take it all. Swallow my cum. And I'll allow you to have both of your holes pumped and full with it." He said, his lover muffled but flushed red. Requiem is satisfied for his sow to take all he has given. He deprived her of her lover's cock when in heat. Of course, he saw her using those...'toys' to relieve herself but couldn't. She's been used to his size, she couldn't cum properly without him.

And Requiem knows this. "Such a good girl, you are. You are about to cum aren't you." His lover nods, sucking his possessed lover's cock. She just had a taste of his pre cum, she would be lying if it didn't taste so addicting. "Cum for me, my love," Requiem spoke with a sadistic tone. He sees her cum on her fingers. His grin grows wide, he's always been taller than her. Just as she goes deeper, Requiem growls holding her head back only for her saliva to be linked to his pre cum covered cock. He looks at her face only to be satisfied with her tail wagging furiously. He grabs her waist like she weighs nothing. He made her sit on his cock "Ngh~ haah~." She moaned out. Requiem licks his lips and invaded her mouth with a kiss, his tongue slips down to her throat that it making her eyes roll back. His host's lover flushed pink, it made him grin with delight.

A monster like him would take every chance he gets to make his host's lover feel in ecstasy. Heves her hips to a faster pace than what she would like. He grunts to the rhythm. He looks at his lover with a gentle look. He grabs her jaws firmly and asked: "Want to be full of it?" She nods and leans on his shoulder, "Fuck, you are ahn~ haah~ amazing Requiem~." She spoke. With a last thrust from Requiem, he disappeared, leaving Truthers' body and giving him full control. He could hear the purring from his delighted lover that's been pumped full of his semen. He could see it leaking from her. "Your Resemblance is something, my love." The host's lover spoke, nuzzling on the crook of his neck. He chuckles and brushes her hair, he would be lying that adding Requiem depriving both of them wouldn't excite him.

Requiem is a danger. When a pink mist had formed he would come and collect his sow. He might be one of the Old Ones, but he is but a being now lusting on his host's lover's resemblance. A young one fueled with blood lust. He made sure to leave his mark on them, a mark of ownership like every resemblance his host's lovers owned.

Researched by Truther T̷͍̜̦̠͔̠̂̆̽r̵̡̝̠̫̗̻͇̅̇ī̶̢̳̙̗̣̝̥n̵̝̂̍̀î̷̱͍̫̳͗t̶̥͉́͌̏̈́̆͝͠y̴̖͇̥̰̱̑͛̽̃͊̚ Calliper.

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Truthers' Resemblance has been placed on his chest and a bit on his neck. He is very, VERY careful that no one can take a hit and slice up his chest, even as a monster, he is one to play the game fairly.