Demi was born in Hell, like all Demonesses (well, maybe a few of ‘em are from my old neighborhood), but don’t hold it against her. Raised in some kinda special infernal academy that shielded her from her own monstrous nature*, the only traces of her demonic tendencies she retains is a voracious appetite for sex. Lucky us.

Although some issues include guest artists, Demi is drawn mostly by SS Crompton, who maintains a cute/sexy style that’s somewhere between Cherry Poptart and that fucked up “furry-fetish” stuff, with the big-titted kittens and well hung dogs. The stories take Demi on grand adventures through time, to exotic locales rife with sorcery and mayhem, where she does her best to right wrongs in various states of undress, pausing only to eat werewolf girl pussy or fuck the devil. A very slutty superhero, this Demi.

Of the several issues I have here, the standout is issue number 2, “Strange Bedfellows”, which chronicles the lusty adventures of some of Demi’s time traveling friends. In “Legend of Yore” (drawn by Kevin Breyfogle). Maid Marion (yep, same one) finds her village going all to Hell, having been put under a spell by some wicked witch. All the men are out of town, on some Crusade or another, so it’s up to here to save the day. While out in a field masturbating, and owl swoops down and interrupts her. After apologizing for the Onan-interuptus, he informs her that she needs to toss some powdered unicorn horn into the town well to lift the curse. But where the fuck are you gonna find powdered unicorn horn? Why, in the enchanted forest, of course. So, the curvy, well-endowed young maiden ventures out into the magical woodlands…and let’s just say she gets the fuckin’ horn in more ways than one. Best tree-sex scenes since Evil Dead. Elsewhere, R Vogel has Demi run into a leather clad biker chick, with the expected results, and these even a brief foray into horror, in the trippy, Lovecraftian “Wishing Well”.

Later issues find Demi skipping down a winding, multi-character storyline full of Egyptian motifs (including a 4-titted cat girl and a devil-mummy) and aren’t quite as easy to follow unless you’ve been there since the beginning; but on the other hand, these ‘chronicle’ stories have way more violence and splatter scenes nestled amongst all the hardcore sex. And when all that’s going on, who needs some pussy story, anyway?

I imagine that the entire Demi line is geared more towards fantasy fans than sleaze hounds, but take it from somebody who’s obviously in the latter camp- a devil girl is a fuckin’ devil girl, Jack. Which means Demi the Demoness gets a horn-s up from me.

-Sleazegrinder

*relax, baby, it’s a fuckin’ comic book.
(all art copyright Demi Comics)