Suddenly Succubae (WORM AU)

Commissioned by Anonymous

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Succubi are one of the few types of demons that are allowed within mortal society. No doubt a part of the reason was simply due to the fact that men when they see a pretty lady can’t help but let their dicks do the thinking. Then there was also thankfully the fact that society had progressed enough that, at least in the west, succubi are no longer banned and exiled from society to live among the goblins, tribal orc bands, and the other uncivilised creatures out there.

Which thank Aphrodite’s tits for that. While suddenly waking up one morning with a far curvier form was great, the thought of suddenly having to rely on my meagre survival skills, isn’t. Almost on instinct, I reach up, and pinch myself, the usual thing for people to do to make sure they’re not dreaming. Since my new tits were taking up my attention, unconsciously my fingers sought them, casually reaching for a nipple on my bare-chested form.

Bad idea.

“Ow, fuck!” right, not the tit! As I drag a sharp breath in through teeth, my hand flattens and starts to rub there, trying to deal with the pain, but then I have to suppress a moan, the pain rapidly blooming into pleasure. The sensations mixed together as I rub my teat, my loins suddenly perked up to attention as my fingers felt far better than they had any right to. It seems my new tits were far more sensitive than the old ones, by a factor of three… Maybe four. For a moment, I just keep rubbing, feeling my nipples become hard as I caress, and touch them. Though, eventually I pull my fingers away and just stare at my new breasts again. 

I mean what exactly am I meant to do? It’s like the puberty fairy smashed my face in. What do people do when they suddenly have a fat set of knockers large enough to even make me want to hold them up? Idly my hands twitch a bit, rising up once more, this time not to perform an ill advised pinch, but just to hold them up and to feel their. On a whim, I give them a little jiggle. 

Jiggle jiggle.

As I hold them my curious fingers slide across, sliding across my areolas again, pressing into my teat a bit, feeling the sensation again. It’s certainly pleasant and a bit more… intense than what I’d felt before. A little twitch in my core, I keep rubbing for a few seconds longer, swallowing a bit as I stare at my hardened nipples. Idly, my eyes continue to travel, looking at my face, my lips having fattened a bit. While my mouth hadn’t exactly shrunk, it wasn’t as froglike as before. Then I looked at my horns, how they rose up from the sides of my head to point up together above my crown. My tail wagged a bit behind me, almost like I was an excited puppy as I kept touching myself. It wasn’t spade tipped like some, but rather ended in a point. The bone spur at the end of it coloured pink as it swayed while kept teasing my turgid tit, and sensations of delight continued to spread through my breasts. Spreading my wings a bit, they’re mainly a light crimson, bordering on a pale pink in places while framed with tough looking black skin along the bones. Demonic power pulses through my arteries as the blood flows through in time with the pumping. Just a little boost to let succubi actually fly with those wings that really shouldn’t be able to. 

I pull my fingers away as I realise, once again, that I can’t just get distracted all day. I need to figure out what I’m supposed to do. School starts up in a few days, and I certainly can’t just wear my old clothes, my new wings have already split my pyjama shirt and my pyjama pants were in just as bad shape. Those two things were probably the loosest clothes I own and if those couldn’t hold my new parts in, then nothing else would.

Well, except maybe my sweat pants and work out hoodie since none of my regular clothes could even hope to hold an ass that thick in without splitting. After all, where before my ass might as well have been a flat runway, now it’d become a rolling hillock, fat, and meaty. Gripping my butt, unlike before where it was easy to get to the bone, now all I felt was my hand grabbing a handful fat flesh, my prodding finger only barely able to tap at my hips. 

By the gods, if I had a fat belly to go along with all this new booty and breasts some ferals and tribals might start worshipping me as a fertility goddess. If all succubi get this kind of upgrade to their look it’s a wonder tribals didn’t just start worshipping them all as avatars of their various fertility goddesses.

Then again, the life stealing part might indicate the error in their belief.

I shake my head. Right, clothes, can’t forget, especially underwear too because I’m sure these panty’s elastics are ruined. Maybe Mom has something among her stuff. I vaguely remember some old photos back when she was a kid… she kind of had this figure. She had grown out massively since she was a kid, her body developing into its rather buxom form that was curvy enough to rival any elf or even succubus… 

And now I’m suddenly transforming into a succubus. As I walk into Mom and Dad’s room, I see a picture of Mom in the corner. Dad had put it there after… well after she passed, I can’t help the tears welling up a bit as I stop to trace her face again. 

If you were alive… you’d have a lot of explaining to do… Fuck…

Sliding the closet open, I can still see Mom’s stuff. Dad hadn’t ever gotten to putting it away, the thought a little too hard hitting for him. Thus he ignored it. None of his stuff was in it anyways since he used the dresser for all of his stuff. Rather than sit and ponder though, I push the clothes to the side and see some old boxes in the back. Most of it labelled as “old clothes” in Mom’s loopy cursive with the year “1986” also written out. Her high school years. I swallow a bit, blinking some more, driving the still developing tears back. I take a deep breath, wanting a second. 

Slowly, gingerly, I lift the lid, and inside are jeans… Picking one up, there’s more denim beyond, but it’s not jeans… grabbing that I lift it up… and it’s a whole jumpsuit… made of denim with some choice cuts made along the back of it right where a tail and wings would be. It’s not the worst I guess. Pulling out more clothes, there’s very loose sweaters that have patterns on them, Leggings that have a loop of cloth that I’m not exactly sure what I’d do with. Maybe put between my toes or just wear them like stirrups? 

At least the underwear is easy to figure out and I can get out of my panties that are ruined by my now rather sizable ass, and actually get a bra on since I actually need one now. Though, most of what Mom has could more easily be described as lingerie rather than just a simple bra and panties. Most of it looks silken, with lace all over. One bra I pick up doesn’t even have a proper cup but rather lets the nipple hang out. Good for sexy times but not so great for actually holding breasts up. The closest to a proper set of under clothing was a kind of one piece creation of golden silk which still hinted at sexiness, but hid all the important bits behind the silk thickening around the breasts and crotch area. Despite the seeming fragility of the thing, it actually held my breasts up kind of well. It though as I press my new breasts up a bit… they’re not exactly sagging that much, almost defying gravity with their perkiness.

I don’t really know why I’m surprised that literal sex demons have superior breasts compared to the average mortal. It’s even in the name.

I slip on the golden lingerie one piece and look at all of the other options before shaking my head. If I need to go out I can just use my hoodie and sweats, or maybe Dad could… never mind bad idea. Even so, I can cope with a trashy look while looking through shops to get more clothes.

I start to fold some of the stuff back up when another box catches my eyes. Its small compared to the box of Mom’s old clothes, more of a shoe box than anything, but on the top, rather than an old year, it’s has my name on it.

I pull it out. Opening up top, the first thing I see is a letter in it along with what looks like some kind of shiny brass collar. It’s small and metal, along with what look like four metal bands. Tugging out the letter, I see at the top it’s addressed to me.

“Love you too Mom,” I say while letting the tears flow a bit as I smile, then in reverence, I fold the letter back up and slide it back into the box. Reaching in, I pull out the enchanted brass coloured items. 

I take a moment to rub my fingers against the collar. The thing kind of looks like a slave collar, the kind of thing that enslaved goblins belonging to those of high status would wear when being pulled along. But then Mom wrote that it could change when I wear them. The things have locks on them and the key is inside. I snap on the arm bands and anklets, the metal shifting to conform to my limbs. Looks like I don’t have to worry about them being the wrong size. Finally I place the collar on my neck and snap it shut. For a second I stand up, and get used to the weight, moving around a bit… before I catch a look of myself in the mirror, and blush, feeling a tingling in my core as I bite my lip and look away from my reflection. I look like something out of an issue of Sexy Sorcerer or something similarly lewd that appeals to the rich, powerful dragons and their progeny. Right, have to figure this out.

Imagining the form of the collar and jewellery, I imagine something similar to the underwear Mom has here, the lacy things she’d left in the box, before saying the command word.

All of a sudden the weight of the enchanted items disappeared, replaced by something far lighter feeling as the items transform into something a bit more modern and less sexy. I keep the bracelets the same, but the collar turns into a small, thin leather choker with a brass heart on the front, meanwhile the anklets shift into some proper socks. A bit more satisfied, look back at the mirror and frown a bit.

I don’t actually want to alter my appearance… and yet none of my clothes will fit otherwise. Once more raising my hands to my new breasts, I give them a little bounce once again, feeling their weight on my chest a little bit before I start to shrink them down. The change is rather quick, my flesh pulling itself in through the magic of the item before eventually it settles to their original, unimpressive size. Crisis solved, I let out a little sigh before heading back to my room. Entering, I see that I have a message on my computer, the thing lighting up briefly with the notification.

Scrolling up I see Lisa, my friend… and girlfriend. We’d met online while she was out travelling to various different cities in the Union. She’d been messaging me, saying good morning… and then I scrolled up too high. I feel a small surge in my loins, a mere tingling, and a little sensation telling me that the image was certainly enticing. It was a picture of a girl, who vaguely looked like me, strapped down, knees bent from more straps, and her body on display with leather crisscrossing her naked body. It didn’t show too much more, just a sexy picture of some girl in bondage, not even her more intimate parts. I scroll down away from it, instead focusing on the rest of what Lisa was saying, and typing a response.

For a good few long moments, I see nothing, the only clue that Lisa even got the message was that every once and a while it’d say that “Ly1ingF0x is typing…” before it’d disappear. After about five minutes, Lisa finally responds.

I smile a bit, a bit thankful that Lisa’s willing to help… but then it strikes me what she might intend, what with my sudden transformation.

Damn it now I’d just given her ideas.

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The trip to Lord Street is a quick jaunt on the ferry, and while waiting I take the opportunity to get used to my new proportions, walking around with my new assets along the edge of the ferry with the railing to catch me if I over correct my balance. Slowly I notice some differences. For one my gait had shifted, my hips slowly swaying from side to side as I walk unless I focus on it. My tail would follow my ass, almost emphasising and drawing attention to it.

In addition, holding up my breasts was unexpectedly effortless. Though in hindsight it makes sense that Succubi would have reinforced spines and better back musculature. After all I’ve never seen one without at least a D cup, and sometimes they can get to what some consider ridiculous sizes. 

I wait for Lisa near the ferry like she asked, my hands hidden in my hoodie as I people watch, seeing the various elves, orcs, and humans wandering about, shopping at stores along the way. Every once and a while I’ll see a succubus as well, their overly sexual form being shown off by her alluring way of dressing while sauntering this way and that. As usual it takes effort to pull my eyes away from her. I guess I’m supposed to dress like that, which I guess makes sense. Succubi survive off sex after all, something essential that they always need.

I… don’t really know what to think about that. It’s… honestly probably fine, but well, being raised human… It makes it a little hard to swallow the idea of needing sex just to be okay. I never needed sex before… but then Mom included in her spell a way for me to be sustained by it… that would likely require some kind of sustenance poured into it in some way…

So maybe that’s why Mom was out those nights? Could she have been gaining… sustenance for me? Sucking it up from those who she preyed on? Using her charm to drawn men in?

What had she have looked like as a succubus? For a moment I stop, lost in thought as I wonder. Mom already looked good, but what had her horns looked like? Were they like mine, or were they goat like? Maybe she had more, them all rising in a crown of horns? What of her wings? She likely never hid her assets, and I was jealous of them since the moment I hit puberty, and had wanted them. It’d been little comfort when I was young that I would eventually get them… mostly because I wanted to stop being an ugly duckling right then and there.

A little warning would have been nice though.

As I wait I hear a loud wolf whistle, and I turn slightly, my ears perking a bit as I look, and there’s Lisa. She’s walking down the street with a vulpine smile spread across her gorgeous half elven face. Of course she knew it was me, that power of hers makes it easy to figure out things. I can’t help but beam as I see Lisa come over, the two of us embracing, her tits pressing into mine as I blush a bit. It’s a bit awkward now since I’ve got… well breasts now, and then she pecks me on the cheek as I blush some more. Then I kiss her right back, pecking her on the cheek as well before we pull apart. 

“So, you need a new wardrobe hmm?” she asks and I nod, but try to look stern.

“No sex shop, I may have turned into a succubus, but I’m not suddenly going to turn into some slut.”

“Not without me helping you along.”

“Lisa,” I say pouting a bit as she giggles before taking my hand as she pulls me along.

“Don’t worry, I’m not planning on it anyways. Besides, do you have any idea some of the stuff that happens at those places? Can’t even look in their direction without my power letting me know about some kind of sordid detail of what some elf did with one of the mannequins,” she says and I can imagine. Especially with one of the spells that you can learn to animate objects having gone public domain.

“Alright I believe you, so where are we going anyways?” and to that Lisa shrugs.

“I was thinking just a normal outfitter since you’re used to that. If we want to go crazy we can do that another time. There is one sex shop that isn’t terrible in terms of “fun outfits” so long as you’re not interested in anything a guy might want.”

“No I think I’m good,” I say as Lisa nods along, brushing her hair to the side and away from her sensitive elven ears.

“So how did it happen anyways?”

“I don’t know, I just woke up one this morning and suddenly I was a succubus.”

“Can I see your true form?” she asks, hitting me with some puppy dog eyes and I can’t help but giggle a bit before I push her face away as she gives a muffled cry before giggling some more.

“When we get back to my place. I’d rather not just reveal my new parts just out in the open.”

“And yet you are willing to show off your assets to others,” she says, a bit of a teasing tone to her voice. I blush at bit at her comment but don’t say anything, then after a moment she speaks again.

“Sorry if I was… Sorry I didn’t realise how big a deal it was,” she says, and as she asks she guides me into a clothes shop. I look around and it mainly seems like a regular shop, it a bit on the racy side. Then again, from what the clothes look like, it’s mostly just new age elf stuff. 

“I don’t know,” I say, giving her a bit of a smile before continuing. “I just… well it’s not every day you suddenly discover you’re not human… it’s… well kind of a big thing to take in.”

“I’ll bet,” Lisa says, “so what’s got you concerned?”

“Just some stuff in Mom’s letter, she talked about succubi families being “droneified” and a bunch of other words like that. Sounded serious enough to get my Mom a bit paranoid, you know?” Lisa however just raises an eyebrow.

“Not really… I can guess whatever this “droneified” stuff has to do with mind control maybe, but I don’t know, I can look it up though. So, you needed a new wardrobe right?”

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Most of the rest of the morning is spent mainly just shopping. Despite not exactly being a big shopper, or really wanting anything flashy, I do kind of enjoy getting some plain clothing of various different colours. I mostly just got shirts that I can wear under my hoodie without any branding or anything along with some jeans. I also got a really comfy hoodie or two that I can wear at school or maybe at home, underwear too plus a few pairs of shoes. My old ones were fine, but what I had was getting a bit worn, and Lisa kind of offered. Granted, she stipulated at least one set of high heels, though to call them high was a bit of a stretch. It was fun, even when Lisa’s hand lingered a bit, her horny elven blood shining through a bit, but she kept it appropriate, unlike sometimes when we got, alone.

The ride back on the ferry is far quieter, with barely anyone around. Mostly just one or two elderly people riding the ferry back to the other side. All the workers are gone so Lisa and I just walk over to one of the railings and cast our gazes out to sea and the mighty walls that stand tall around the bay. Two keeps guard the sea gate from any monsters such as krakens, giant creatures, or even pirates. One keep belonged to the state, acting as the local headquarters of the New Hampshire State Guard, or NHSG, while the other was for that of the Protectorate.

It was one of a few organisations that were trying to bring the Union further together. These groups desired to bring the United States of America into a single federalised state rather than the alliance of countries and nation states that we are today. Unfortunately, politics, distance, and the roving bands of monsters in the wilderness of the Americas were all factors that kept the rebellious Anglophone states of America a federation instead of a country.

The rest of the states being wary of, as they say, “kooky” New Englanders also didn’t exactly help the cause, what with most of the new organisations sprouting in New England.

Even so, they are welcome especially here in New Hampshire, their warlock powers in addition to everything else were quite useful in stopping the various crimes that occurred in the city. Them being here allowed the NHSG to fully commit to driving out the monsters, beasts, and demons that roam the woods of New Hampshire. Eventually it might get to the point that New England might one day soon be as peaceful as Britain is. But that’s long in the future, and the best we can hope for now is being as safe as the more urban southlands of Scandinavia. 

Really in my view, the only problem with the Protectorate was that just like with every other organisation, they’d rob you and your relatives blind if they can find a way. For example, Mom had gotten quite a few enchanted items she liked to use whenever she’d go out as an adventuring warlock. Sometimes she’d go with Dad, but most times Dad got too busy whenever she was on holidays from the university to adventure with her. However, since she kind of kept something of a double life, obfuscating her connection to us, it gave the Protectorate the time to play hot potato with her stuff, and now they’ve gone missing in the system. Sure the Protectorate paid us for our trouble, but it didn’t fix the sudden break in trust I had with them.

From what some forums I trawled said, it wasn’t the first time, nor would it ever be the last time either that they jacked someone’s magic items.

As we settle on the railing of the ferry, Lisa leans in and presses her head into my shoulder to get my attention. I make a little sound to show I’m listening.

“Hey you know those things you wanted me to check up on?” Lisa says and I nod along. “I found one of them in the possession of a retired elven adventurer. He’s kind of powerful but I know that he’s gone for the adventuring season down south to help handle some of the administrative work and catch up with some friends. Incidentally, our next job happens to be raiding his estate for some documents he kept along with what ever goodies we can get a hold of. Since we’re there you want to come along?”

“Rachel’d get annoyed otherwise if I didn’t show up,” I say as I think of the wolf eared girl. Like most of the Undersiders, she too had been blessed by the new God Zion, her mind somewhat interfered with to follow whatever Zion’s ultimate designs were for this realm. 

“Yeah, plus she kind of likes the fact that you’re willing to hang out with her and let her indulge in being a wolf for a while, even if it’s only for a short time,” she says as I smile. Despite what most of the news in New England said about Rachel, the girl wasn’t some either evil or unfortunate soul possessed by a demon. Despite her rather rough edges, she was kind of alright. Probably helped that I was fine with less of a pay out whenever I actually did go with the Undersiders. Plus when I’d first met Rachel, it’d been back before I was the sometimes bard of their band of thieves. I’d been more a groupie Lisa brought along the first time.

“That too. Anything specific I might need?” but Lisa shakes her head.

“It’ll just be some mercenaries, your sleep magic should deal with most of the guards and then we can get those documents.”

“Any idea what they are?” I ask.

“I’ve got a hunch, and if I’m right, then any queasiness you might feel about stealing stuff that didn’t used to belong to your Mom,” she says as I raise an eyebrow. 

“Such as?”

“He could be part of the Imperium,” she says, and my easy smile slips. The Imperium. Lovely little group of elven supremacists working throughout the world in order to bring about elven supremacy once again. They believed in the inherent right of the elves to rule over all the other races. After all, long lives, being just as strong as humans with smaller forms, their supposedly superior brains, and their inherent ability to use magic, objectively elves are superior to humans in pretty much most ways.

Must have stung when humanity broke the back of the actual imperium and burned the western capital to the ground.

“So when am I going to see your other bits? I’ve been waiting all this time and you still haven’t shown me,” Lisa asks, perking up a bit while steering my reminiscing away from another group of assholes in this world. I let out a dry chuckle. 

“When we get to my place. I feel… I don’t know, self conscious about it?”

“Makes sense, what about your Dad though, will he be around any time soon?” Lisa asks but I shake my head.

“He’s still doing over time in try to stop the dock masters from buying goblin slaves to handle some of the menial work, so we should be good,” I say, blushing a bit since I knew exactly what would happen when I say that. Yet a part of me couldn’t stop grinning, especially as Lisa smiled as well. 

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We’re barely inside the house before Lisa’s hands are all over me. They slide over my new rump, one hand snaking up my hoodie. I don’t bother resisting and instead I pull it aside for her, we both want this. At the same time she leans forth and kisses me. I moan in the kiss, the electric feeling of her kiss more intense than ever as it runs through me like a lightning bolt. Then her fingers reach my breasts, slowly circling around the underside, just rubbing through the silk, and I moan a bit into our kiss. 

My own hands don’t remain idle, them wrapping around Lisa’s own rear, squeezing her butt before I pull her closer. Lisa herself makes a surprised little squeal before her eyes open to mine. She’s got a mischievous little look in her eyes. For a second I wonder, before I feel her one hand doing a little gesture.

Then suddenly I feel a ghostly touch down there. My brows shoot up before I break off the kiss. 

“I… uh…” I stammer a bit, as Lisa realises her mistake.

“Too quick?” she asks, a sorry expression on her face, her fingers have even stopped, and I want her to start again, to touch me, to properly slip under my bra. I want her to touch my nipples, and tug at them, touching them, squeezing them. Fuck just the thought is making them hard.

“A-a little… but I don’t actually think I mind that much,” I say before she smiles and kisses me again, this time pulling me down a bit so we’re properly level. Our tongue clash, mashing into each other, my own tongue having grown long since we last kissed. I hadn’t thought to pull it back. 

Inexperienced as I am with my new tongue though, Lisa easily dominates the field, sliding around and making me hornier, her fingers having slid up to my bra bound breasts, swirling around where silk hid my nipple. Unlike before, she had to contend with a bra now instead of just touching me. I’d initially thought that would frustrate her.

Only it seemed that it just was frustrating me. 

I whine a little as she does so, touching me, but I knew it could be so much more. Just touching my breasts this morning was a magical if painful experience, feeling their new sensitivity, testing them out. 

But here, it was a dam that was about to break, and I knew Lisa could break it. It’d be so easy for her to pull my lingerie down a bit, to reach over a little, and touch me. Yet she didn’t, she held back, and I couldn’t help the whine from the back of my throat as she did this, my battle in our mouths falling away as she continued to distract me. My legs rubbed together as we played, my tongue thoroughly subdued and Lisa kept teasing my nipples through the bra. I was helpless.

Helpless like the girls in those images Lisa sent me.

I shivered, the thought only added to my arousal as Lisa continued her ministrations on me. Her actions making me breathe harder, making my legs quiver as she continued to grope my ass and tease my teats. 

Then she pulled away, my tongue followed until she pulled back far enough and I couldn’t help but whine a bit, drawing a giggle from the half elf. 

“Don’t worry, we can still have some fun, I just want to see you properly is all, okay?” she asks as I smile a bit before nodding. Lisa meanwhile pulls off her shoes and I do the same, the two of us stumbling into the living room. I turn once we’re in and remember what Mom wrote about the enchanted item. 

I imagine the transformation falling away, and slowly it does. I feel my horns sprouting from the top of my head, my ears elongating a bit while my tail and wings-

Oh no.

I bit my lip a bit as my wings get all compressed in my hoodie, the fabric just strong enough to actually survive, but the amount of pressure it put on my chest.

With a thought, I pull my wings back in, blushing a bit at how I managed to forget my wings. 

“Uh, maybe not my wings, okay? At least, not until I manage to get a hoodie to accommodate for that,” I say and Lisa nods.

“No problem… though… you know you could take it off,” she suggests, her smile turning coy as I roll my eyes at her, then grab the hem of my shirt and pull up to flash her.

Only I didn’t take my new and improved breast size into account and my hoodie gets caught, pushing my breasts up.

“Uh,” I sputter while Lisa giggles a bit more at my awkwardness before I pull on the hem enough to get my big fat breasts out of the hoodie, Mom’s lingerie helping in keeping those darn puppies up as I throw the hoodie off and too the side, this time now letting my wings spring forth.

I keep them bunched up to keep from accidentally knocking something over. Then I do a little pose for Lisa. She strips her top as well. She does it slower than I, letting her shirt rid up her thin yet toned stomach, her top reaching the cusp of her breasts, slowing a bit before she pulled it off over the top over her perfect orbs of delight. While not as big as my own new breasts, they’re shape is finely crafted, wonderfully round and symmetrical while her teats are no doubt hard from how she played with me before. 

“Why’d you do that?” I ask, just her nearly bare top made my mouth water a little as if the scent of milk and honey was being wafted my way. I wanted to touch her like she’d touched me. I don’t know about going further, any escalation would no doubt be met in return. 

But would that really be so bad?

“Thought it’d be fair, you know, since you took your shirt off, I might as well too. So, I guess that choker and arm bands are what let you transform?” she asks and I nod, transforming the items back to their original forms. As they turn back, Lisa smile twitches up a smidgen as she looks me over. 

“I like it… maybe you could keep it like that? Or maybe even lose the pants?” she asks and I just give her a playful glare… though I’m tempted… Really… really tempted, especially after all of that.

Ah… what the Hell.

With a move so smooth seemed instinctual, I pull my tail back, and push my sweat pants down. My sweats fall, revealing myself to my half elven girlfriend who couldn’t stop grinning. 

“I think you liked what I sent you last night,” she said, and I blush hard, knowing exactly what she meant. All those bound up girls, and… and I look like a harem slave girl really, all dressed up in golden shackles and a collar. I just need to swap this nightie for a silken loincloth and maybe I’d fit right in within a desert prince’s harem. 

Like a predator, Lisa slinked forward, rolling her hips as she bit her lower lip. Her eyes were half lidded, and the blush on her cheeks was intensifying. Her hand reached out, slowly. I could pull away if I wanted.

But there was no way I’d stop this, not with how… perfect she was as her delightful perky breasts bounced slightly with each of her steps as her thick hips moved. While I may have suddenly become a succubus, Lisa held all of the skill, her time slowly becoming the femme fatale that was Tattletale lent the voracious vixen the skills she needed to leave me a heavily breathing wreck, my heart pounding as she stalked across that floor.

One hand took a hold of my wrist band, clutching down on it, while her other hand pressed into my exposed hip. Despite myself, her touch was hot; it was like fire was spreading across my skin just from her touch, her hand just sitting there, bare skin to bare skin. I have to swallow, I’d started salivating at some point as she’d stood there, holding me, having successfully hunted me, and now had her prize. 

Her one hand slowly trailed up my side, just a single finger, her touch spreading the fire across my body, my spine tingling as she slowly ascended. She passed my stomach, my breast, and as she reached my collarbone, and then my neck, I whimpered a bit, unable to help myself as the flames of her touch added to the inferno at my core. My legs quivered, I was paralysed as if by magic, unable to move as she toyed with my body.

And I never wanted her to stop. 

Her finger eventually reached the brass collar, a finger trailing along it as she brought it to the front of the collar. Then she hooked a finger in, and gave the lightest of tugs. 

Of course I followed, unable to do anything else, so swept up in her erotic approach, nothing else mattered, my desire inflamed as I followed her wishes. I leaned down again, and once more my lips are captured. 

I couldn’t help the moan as Lisa kissed me again, the sensation blasting through my lips again as we pressed, in only our underwear, against each other and slowly Lisa guided me back. I follow her lead until we ended up on the couch, Lisa sitting on my lap, pushing me down. I come up for air, barely able to gasp before I can’t take being away from Lisa again and I dive back in, the two of us kissing each other deeply. 

At the same time, our legs intertwined, each leg pressing into our most sensitive places, and I couldn’t help but moan louder, and Lisa did as well. This was the farthest we’ve ever gone!

And I wanted more. 

Caught up in my lust, I started to grind my hips into Lisa’s leg as she did the same, I could feel herself squeezing down on my leg as I did the same, the two of us mirrors of passion reflected back at each other. Two beautiful women engaged in the ascent to ecstasy, unable to stop ourselves as our lusts continued to bubble over. Our lust assaulted our minds with renewed, vigorous waves of wonder and delightful bliss. 

Then Lisa came up for air, and we stared at each other, our bodies writhing in tune, our mouths wide open, barely breathing as we gasped and pressed on. The looks of passion driving us further as Lisa smiled with me, Lisa grinning even more as her grinding came faster, and she used her superior position to grind into my leg more and more, before she suddenly grunted, gasped a bit, before pulling away. 

Her eyes were wide, her breathing suddenly harder, and then there was a sensation almost like I’d been tugging at something with some invisible sense. 

“Woah, heh, how was that?” Lisa asks breathlessly, licking her lips before swallowing and gave a shuddering breathe. I can’t help but giggle back, unable to stop smiling as I reply:

“Great, heh… wow,” we stayed like that, I didn’t move up, even though I wanted to, and Lisa continued to breathe hard, looking up and down my form, but stayed above me. Then slowly, she lowered herself down. Her arms wrapped around me, and this time, despite how much I wanted her to play, I instead wrapped my hands around her as well. The two of us cuddled a bit, and my new wings actually came in handy as I wrapped us up in them, acting as a bit of a convenient blanket for us as we embraced. Despite how I should be used to it, I still shiver a bit in her embrace and let out a bit of a nervous giggle and a wiggle. Lisa smiles again before she pushes up a bit and kisses me, not a full snogging, but a long, intimate kiss before she pulls back. A little giggle followed before we just rested our heads a bit, Lisa’s caught in my bosom, while mine rested on the cushion of the couch.

“So… what are you going to do about that uh… need?” Lisa asked, and for a second I scrunch my brows…

Before I realise she’d been talking about what all Succubi need. Cum, or rather a sexual release, the essence of people, usually distilled into a man’s ejaculate, at least that’s the bare bones of what I know from Demonology 10 last year.

“I don’t know. Honestly I don’t know how Mom kept me fed all this time if I really was a succubus the whole time. She said something about the spell in her letter, but…” I sigh a bit, once more wishing Mom was here. I feel tears threatening to form, which Lisa instantly picked up on, what with her knowing me for over a year now, plus her power probably. With a wipe of her thumb, she smears the tears away. 

“Thanks,” I say before squeezing Lisa closer to me, like she was a cute stuffed fox. 

“Well… lets just look it up then, hmm, turn me around,” Lisa says as she pulls her hands back, and I loosen my grip to let her be the small spoon, the two of us curling up in my wings while she reaches into her pants and draws her phone out. With a few taps, she’s already searching through the unified magicnet, a combination of the various other magicnets that various nations around the world had set up back when it was discovered such networks were possible. 

I rest my head a bit, squeezing Lisa closer once more, enjoying her warmth as she connected to whatever search client she was on and opened up some netpage. I watch over Lisa’s head while she scrolls, scrolling by a couple of ads, one calling itself succr, while another had the name of “Hot Succubi Whores here.”

So I guess that’s an option… though I don’t know what Lisa would think.

Meanwhile Lisa enters into a forum that looks like some kind of Succubi life forum or something… though as Lisa scrolls through the various threads… and isn’t able to access half of them due to the thing being marked as NSFW and just comes up with a message about creating a profile, Lisa does eventually find a thread that seems to talk about gathering essence, that somehow hasn’t ended up being marked as NSFW.

Hey sluts, just wanted to create a thread here for Succubi (and incubi) gals who somehow ended up not a bunch of sluts like most of us, that or their partner isn’t so happy about sharing their cum dump with others (possessive humans, am I right?). So I thought I might as well give some deets on how to still get enough energy without turning into a necromancer’s wet dream, cheating, or accidentally committing manslaughter while having your fill.

Lisa scrolls a bit slower than I can read. Right off the bat the list already started off sexually, the first thing being to set up threesomes with other guys, or maybe even foursomes. Then there was the suggestion of open relationships, with both partners being able to have guilt free sex while still having each other.

Apparently as far as this succubi was concerned, gloryholes didn’t count. 

Then as Lisa continued to scroll she came across a picture of a dog and she stopped. Wondering what a dog was doing there, I reach out a hand and continue to scroll, only to stop at the suggestion.

Get a pet dog to get fucked by.

“Uh…” is all I can say while Lisa scrolls past the suggestion, and my brows remained raised as the list quickly devolved into a suggestion of getting various kinds of large pets ranging from dogs to full on tentacle monsters. Then it just straight up transitioned to full on slavery propaganda and a suggestion to just buy a goblin, kobold or some other kind of lesser creature at a slave auction to get fucked by. The pictures at least were SFW, or as SFW as pin ups of hunky slaves could be. After a while of scrolling through that, the sex slave suggestions get cut off by a paragraph split with the start of a new section.

Now if you are really boring, a prude, or a lesbian, then there are also a couple of other options you could go for, but they’re kind of boring (unless you’re a lesbian or an incubus with a hot dommy mommy).

The first suggestion was a sperm bank which apparently offers to sell semen to Succubi if the patient signs that they can do that with their seed. Then there are also spiritual regeneration potions which while expensive, are perfect for healing a guy to have. Technically succubi can have it too, but supposedly it had to be modified… then made into fake cum for a squirting dildo, which could work, but it would require some sperm.

“I think that last one might be the best for… you know, when we get there,” Lisa said, and I can’t help but blush a bit as I imagine Lisa there, standing like a dom in a corset, her breasts pushed up, a strap on hanging from her hips, leather and lace…

In an instant I knew my nipples were hard again, pressing into Lisa’s back as no doubt she was grinning. Her butt was pressing into my crotch, and I hugged her tighter. 

“Y-yeah, that… that sounds hot,” I say, biting my lip again. Slowly my fingers begin to roam, sliding up Lisa’s stomach, and Lisa makes a sound of approval. Oh I’m hopeless aren’t I? Slowly my fingers ascend higher and higher on Lisa as she reaches back, her hand grabbing my rear again. Lisa spins herself around again, before pushing my hips down. I follow her moves, letting her get atop of me, our bodies pressing into each other, Lisa’s hot face merely an inch away, her hot breath, her smell, her arousal. Lisa’s lips pressed into mine, and we moan together as she slides a hand under my bra now. I give a surprised moan again as her touch drives a lustful strike through my core, inflaming it once again, my desire beginning to bubble over, my previous arousal once more rising. 

Oh Aphrodite I wanted her.

Slowly Lisa’s other hand slips down my side, her fingers trailing once more downward, though instead of to my ass, they move inward. I can’t breath, I just keep wanting to suck in air as… as she going to touch-

“What the hell is going on here!” I suddenly hear Dad shout, my eyes widening, Lisa’s too as we both shoot from each other. Dad’s eyes practically pop out of his skull as he looks at us. 

“D-dad,” I stammer out, unable to move, my arousal rapidly falling as I watch Dad. His face getting red, tension entering his jaw, his breath coming out audibly now. I can see his fists slowly clenching and unclenching. In a low, menacing voice, he grumbles:

“Out.”

“Mister Hebert,” Lisa says, obviously shaken but handling his sudden appearance better than me, but I watch as Dad’s hand rests on the pistol on his hip, something everyone had these days what with all the dangers of goblins and other such critters tunnelling into town, not to mention the gangs.

“Dad,” I say, but thankfully Lisa’s already realised how bad this could get and moves, hopping up and high tailing it out of the house, not even bothering to grab her shirt as she fled.

“Dad?” I ask, but he’s still staring at where Lisa was sitting. He doesn’t move other than his still rapid breathes, and his hands trembling as they sit atop his gun. 

“Your room, now,” he says. While I want to argue, it would be useless, or maybe even make it worse. He was barely holding it back, and I could see him struggling with it. Rather than do something stupid, I flee as well, my one exposed breast bouncing as I run up the stairs, fleeing Dad, fleeing the whole situation.

Fuck. Fuck! Of all the fucking times to come home for lunch, why the fuck did it have to be now! I get to my room, and I almost want to slam the door, but instead I slowly, quietly close it. Anything could set Dad off right now. I’ve… I’ve only seen him go off three times before. One was against some poor shmuck at the docks…

The other time was at Mom… and the last time was against the guy who killed Mom.

As my door closes, I just turn around and slowly slide down the door, wrapping my wings around me.

Fuck…

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The time in my room passed slowly, my little fun day ruined. Dad didn’t stay for long. He didn’t bother coming up before he left. I could hear him downstairs as he got his lunch ready, almost half an hour of slamming fridge doors, cabinets, muffled grunts of anger, and eventually the door being smashed shut before I heard him tear out of the drive way in his car. I watched from the window as he left. When he did I got on my computer, booting it up, but just kind of wasting time. 

Lisa at least was alright, though she stole one of Mrs. Henderson’s dresses on the line as she fled, so she’ll have to give it back, if she’s ever allowed to come over again. Despite the fact that it was nice to continue chatting with her, I can’t help but worry. With how Dad reacted I knew that I’d no doubt catch flack because of this. My mind quickly spiralled as I continued to click through the magicnet. The worst possible scenarios coming into my mind, such as Dad banning Lisa, him grounding me until I was an adult, or even kicking me out.

Granted, the last one even when I briefly thought about it suddenly seemed ridiculous.

Eventually, I hear Dad’s car parking in the drive way. I don’t go to look. Instead just heading to bed, a book in my hand as I try to read. It doesn’t work every well though as I hear him starting to come up stairs. I cringe a bit, remembering his other outbursts, and how mad he’d been at lunch.

Yet he doesn’t kick the door down, he doesn’t shout as he opens the door. Rather, he opens it slowly and steps in.

“Taylor,” he says, and I curl into myself more, not wanting to see him, trying to ignore him despite how useless and futile it is. I hear him breathe a sigh, and him grabbing my chair to bring to the middle of the room before sitting in it. He sits down for a moment while I keep trying to ignore him, though my eyes keep slipping off the words.

“Taylor… I’m sure you have a lot of questions, regarding… well all of this,” he says, and I spare a brief look to him, his hand is out, gesturing to me. I quickly look away, but, no, I do have a lot of questions. Yet I keep myself from asking. Still giving him the silent treatment.

“See… your Mother and I, we well…” he starts again, but trails off, scratching the back of his head in thought. As if he was the one in the wrong… which he is kind of. Especially since it seems he knew about this whole thing the entire time. He takes another deep breath, before letting out another sigh. 

“You know that you’re mother was an adventure right, and a hero?” he asks as if he even needs to. Mom was a warlock, or so I’d thought… unless… wait, am I really…?

Am I really their daughter?

“Well as you can probably guess, she wasn’t just some human warlock. She was a succubus. Just like you,” he says, and I nod slightly. At least that was cleared up. He gives a dry chuckle before continuing.

“Heck, I was one to, an adventure that is at least before I ended up in the union… Taylor, there are things out there, people out there that… well, that…” he starts again but once more seems to lose his words, taking a long pause before he speaks again. “Lets just say that during our time adventuring, we encountered a lot of stuff that happened to succubi while we were out and about. After all, even a decade or two after succubi became able to live in civilised society, some people still don’t consider them as people. It kind of… it kind of opened up a lot of ways for people to get at the now open and in public succubi.”

“Like dronification?” I ask, and Dad shivers.

“Yeah… that… Taylor, there are a lot of people out there who want to take advantage of succubi. Everyone ranging from certain kinds of warlocks to depraved fetishists and even some of the elite in society. There are a lot of people who want succubi. We learned that the hard way… especially after… well… never mind,” Dad stares off into space for a bit his fists clenched, his jaw once more tightening. I watch carefully, until eventually the tension releases, and his fists release as he gives out a heavy sigh. 

“Eventually when we wanted to have you, your Mom decided that we ought to keep you hidden. She’d already gotten a new identity by then anyways, plus, it’d kind of imply something if she gave birth to a succubus,” he said, not elaborating further on that and instead switched topics.

“When I saw you and that internet friend of yours, you… well, you as a succubus, and her over you, pushing you down, taking advantage of you-” my brow scrunches at the mere suggestion and I interrupt:

“She wasn’t taking advantage of me,” I say, but Dad just shakes his head. 

“Maybe, we don’t know for certain.”

“She’s not.”

“Taylor…” he starts but stops again, takes a deep breath and sighs before setting me with a stern look. “We’ll talk more about this in the morning. It’s getting late.”

Then he got up and left me in my room.

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 Confronting the Omnibus (Succubi Sucking 13)

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Lisa’s fingers flew across her keyboard as she continued her write up on the mysterious sex needing slut that was sitting there tied up in the lofts kitchen. Despite herself, Lisa shivered a bit. Her shivering was not exactly from revulsion at the girl, but more imagining herself in the girl’s situation, and being disgusted by it. Whenever Lisa’s power was focused towards sex and relationships, it revealed the parts of people that should frankly be left unknown until far far later, their disgusting fetishes, awful habits, and the… well everything. If Lisa had to have sex to survive, frankly it would be torture. At least Taylor in combination with whatever brute and changer power she got also seemed to have gotten a ravenous need for sex, at the cost of whatever was going on turning her into a potentially hot if anorexic pinkish demon.

Though from the sounds of it, it might have been some kind of biotinker thing that her Mom had going, that or she was converted at some point by a demonic version of Nilbog-lite while also maybe retaining her free will. Her power said so, though it was also acting weird around the girl.

Like not squicking me out. Lisa thought as she remembered realising the tied up slut enjoyed what was going on with her. Despite already physically cringing away more as a reflex than actually needing to, all her power gave her was stuff that wasn’t really too bad. Considering that the girl was all about sex, Lisa would have expected her power to bombard her with information to destroy any sense of sensuality to the situation. Instead her power was rather tame with Taylor, and even… was encouraging her to interact with her.

Since she was waiting, Lisa bit her lip slightly, before glancing out the corner of her eye, looking at Taylor, her form still unchanged since when she undid her “illusion” and displayed herself in all of her kind of demonic looking glory. From how the corset pulled in on her stomach, it was obvious that any regular human wouldn’t have been able to breathe with it on. Then again, if they got that thin they’d have probably starved by now… Or they’d be a model. Taylor though was doing just fine as she sat there listening in on what was going on, which honestly since her mistress wasn’t here yet was very little. Alec was still outside, his earpiece in as he relaxed against the warehouse wall.

Kind of bored as they waited for Taylor’s mistress, Lisa thought she might as well continue asking questions. “So what’s it like being a succubus?”

“Hot, and, well actually kind of scary, though I kind of like it. I mean, becoming all of this. If, well if this is my life from now on, it’s better than the one I had before. I mean sure I’m horny all the time, but it’s better, at least, it feels better than before. I mean, I, heh, I’ve actually been interested in what comes next rather than dreading it. It, I mean, I don’t know how to say it, but for the first time in a long time it wasn’t a struggle to get out of bed, well, in the way where you just can’t motivate yourself to just do it, were you dread the day. Instead, it’s more because I’d been having a good dream, and I was really comfy. Then also because Mistress was there as we cuddled, her cock sliding between us, before she started to slide right in,” the girl moaned aloud as she did so.

Okay power what the fuck, Lisa thought as she grit her teeth and barely managed to tear her head away from the girl and swallowed. Lisa bit her lip but it was already a bit too late for that as she could feel herself growing wetter down there, the little lust based fantasy her power had blasted through her head suddenly making Lisa wonder if the girl was also a trump. If so, then why the hell would her power of all things be lusting after making the girl her a sex slave. Does she have some kind of negative master rating or something, making other people want to control her and fuck her? That… that might actually be a thing, especially if her power bases her off a succubus and she feeds off of sex. Lisa made a note of a possible anti-master power, before deleting it, and re-writing it to be a kind of minor possible trump effect against her specifically, before deleting that ass well. Coil will no doubt get a hold of the information on this little word doc one way or another and Lisa would rather not give him any more ammunition against her.

Despite her power going haywire, another part of her power catches her attention, other than the fact that apparently with this one girl her power will let off on the headaches if the girl makes her cum. The girl doesn’t sound like she was doing so hot before whatever happened to her. If this, being turned into a succubus was the best thing to happen to her, man, fuck high school. At least Lisa had been smart enough to get her GED and just get out of there, with a little help from her power. Sure she could become the sassiest bitch in the school, but that would mean she’d have to deal with school and all that stupid stuff. Here though she could enjoy herself.

Of course as Lisa thought that, she’d been looking Taylor, her eyes drawn to the girl as the girl’s plugs starting to buzz again and her hips shook. Lisa’s fingers started to slide down, pushing into her pants, as her lips parted while watching Taylor squirm, and make slight moans as her hand kept going.

Then Lisa touched herself. A spark of pleasure ran through her, Lisa bit down a sound threatening to rise up from her mouth and pulled her hand out of her pants and crossed her legs, pretending like nothing happened, even though she knew that Taylor likely couldn’t even tell what had happened.

“Hey T, she’s here,” Lisa heard Alec say through the mike, ignoring what had nearly happened and adjusted her earphone to listen in while she shifted the security camera to look in the direction that Alec was looking. Lisa spotted the woman immediately as she walked down the alleyway. She didn’t look like anything other than a woman who was dressed up for a day at the mall.

She pauses a moment as she gets closer, likely since she thought she was picking up the girl she is possibly mastering and doesn’t see her. Alec meanwhile steps away from the wall and casually waltzes towards her.

“Had fun?” the woman asks as Alec nods.

“Best fuck in a while, might even be getting past Lisa’s hesitance if it goes on long enough,” he said, Lisa’s brows furrowing as Alec decided to talk about her rather than getting to the point.

“Alec,” she said but the woman started talking.

“Oh? Do you have a cute blushing little maiden in there?” the woman asked, Alec giving a small chuckle before answering.

“Yup, claims she’s a-sexual and all that but you should have seen the blush on her face as we fucked your little sub in the living room, and then when we tied her to a chair. Heck, unless she ran to her room, she’s probably sitting by your girl right now. Bet if you started playing with your girl’s vibrators it’d get her even more hot and bothered,” the little shit said, not realising that the woman had already turned Taylor’s toys on, the succubus trying her best to keep quiet for Lisa but between her heady breaths, and the way she was grinding the chastity belt into the chair, driving the vibrating dildo into her pussy, spreading her legs wide. It almost…

Then Lisa realised her legs had spread as well, and her hand had been traveling down again as she’d been watching the girl out of the corner of her eye. Even as Lisa tried to look away, to focus only on her computer, her eyes were drawn Taylor, how she moved, her power slipping in her control as she looked at the girl.

Picking up her laptop, Lisa shifted it so that the poor under-fed girl was not in her peripheral vision and making her power try to fuck her. Hopefully that would be the end of it. She’d have loved to just get away from the girl with the literal aphrodisiac sweat probably filling this place with pheromones but she needed to keep an eye on the girl all the same. 

“Alec, get to the point,” Lisa ground out, even as her legs shifted, and she felt a desire to move her hands. Even so, through sheer willpower, Lisa kept them firmly placed on the keyboard, swallowing hard as her legs rubbed as she couldn’t just drown out the sound of the succubus like girl breathing hard, and rubbing her dripping chastity belt into the chair.

Probably going to have to throw that away now, Lisa idly thought, though a part of her almost didn’t want to. A traitorous part of her mind wanted to move it to her spot at the table, her legs unable to keep from rubbing together at the thought of sitting in it, the remnants of Taylor’s pheromones making Lisa horny as she sat in it, making her power go haywire as she got to feel horny and actually getting to enjoy it. 

“Aw, isn’t that cute. Maybe one day we can arrange a play date for them? We can keep them in a room together, my girl all wrapped up, at your friend’s mercy as she gets a choice few toys to play my sub’s body like a fiddle,” the possible master said, and Lisa’s first thought jumped to the thought of Taylor, all tied up, her pussy revealed, wet in anticipation as Lisa brought a “massage” wand up to her, first just placing it on her, making the succubus squirm as she desperately whined for Lisa to-

Shut it! Lisa tried to tell her mind, but like always when she wanted her mind to stop thinking about that specific thing, it kept coming back, the scene playing over and over again in repeat, sometimes moving forward. With Lisa lightly pressing the wand against Taylor, her moans would sound like the sweetest of music as she lovingly gazed at the girl bringing her such pleasure.

Fuck this aphrodisiac is really messing with me, Lisa thought. Of course, the more likely answer was the fact that her power was actually letting her get hot and bothered and not derailing her this time. Which great, the one of the time where it would actually be useful for her power to kill the mood and make Lisa drier than the Sahara, it decides to instead begin taking a pickaxe to her damn and go all horny on her.

Shaking her head, Lisa returned to looking at the screen while she typed into document about the new facts that her power was giving them, ignoring the spelling mistakes as her fingers flew across the keyboard. If she went back to fix it, she’d inevitably read it again, and she’d just get hornier. Which was kind of a novel problem for her to have.

“Will she be down soon, or were you just interested in a chat while your friends keep fucking her?” the woman asked, and this time Lisa actually spoke into her microphone. 

“Ask her about the mastering, ask if she’s mastered Taylor here,” Lisa said.

“The later, I wanted to ask about your girl,” Alec said instead. The woman just shrugged as she crossed her arms and leaned up against the brick wall next to her. 

“Sure, go ahead, what do you want to know? She’s clean of STD and all that stuff you know. Not a chance of you getting one, unless one of your friends have STDs, they don’t right?” the girl asked, seemingly having forgotten a major oversight, though she didn’t seem as worried as she possibly might be.

[Not worried about disease, is using the question to further the illusion of being normal,] which makes sense as far as Lisa could tell.

“Nope, not that I know of at least. But that wasn’t what I wanted to ask, I wanted to ask, what’s the best way to slip a gag onto someone? Like if they’re resisting, because my friend can kind of run her mouth and it’d be nice to just shove a gag in her and keep her quiet, you know?” as Alec asked, Lisa groaned a bit while Taylor tittered a little at the jab, only a little, her plugs had died down and she was listening in on the conversation going on outside. 

“Alec you jackass, ask the question,” Lisa tried to say but the woman had already started talking again, putting her finger on her chin as she considered the question.

“Bit gag would probably be best, and the easiest if you did it garrote style, like coming up behind them and shoving the bit against their mouth. Some people will just open automatically to ask what’s going on, and then if it’s not in then, just pull on it, and eventually their mouth’ll give way, that or you’ll slip and smack their throat. Either way you’ll get it in and they’ll stop blathering.”

 “Alright, cool. Thought you’d know, you’re the mistress of that succubus upstairs after all,” Alec said, and the woman froze. It was only for a split second but it was there.

“Never heard her called that before, was she that good?” the lady asked.

“Oh yeah, I wish we could keep her you know? Say, I don’t usually ask this, but my friend told me to, so I might as well, are you mastering her?” he asked as the lady raised an eyebrow at him, so he continued. “See, your friend kind of broke down when we asked her about it. She’s pretty sure you’re not mastering her, but well, we kind of want to be sure, oh and you can change to your real form if you want, she did.”

Rather than get worried or anything of the sort, the woman’s worried expression washed away, instead she seemed to relax, her posture loosening up rather than getting even more tense, and a slight smirk tugging at her lips.

“Guys get ready, she might try to master Alec,” Lisa said into the mike connected to Brian and Rachel. 

“Sure little boy,” the woman said as her form started to shift, her figure filling out, her thighs thickening as her breasts bulged out. Her skin changed from a normal human colour to a light blue while her clothes shifted from night on the town, to leather and form fitting. It was a corset and panties, the corset doing little to keep her modest as the woman’s breasts practically spilled over, her nipples just out of sight but one wrong move could expose them. Her panties barely hid anything either as all they did was hold her balls and-

Stop, Lisa tried to cry out in her mind but her power had gone haywire, filling her mind with fantasies, each as lurid and sensual as the previous, all involving her and the cock wielding she-demon. She’d be bound in leather or latex, a doll for the sexual goddess that was on camera, lovingly sliding her cock into her, caressing her as she called Lisa a good girl. Lisa’s power like it was not with Taylor and the woman would be amplifying her desire as the only people who she could even possibly have sex with were there playing with her. They’d either be competing for Mistresses affection or working together to lick her cock up and down, licking at her pre as she petted their heads like good slaves.

“Lisa?” Brian asked through his mike which brought Lisa back to reality, and finding her fingers had already pushed into her pussy. She had two fingers in and was three knuckles deep, her body having responded to her desires, the thoughts she’d been having of licking the demon’s cock, of slobbering all of her it while tied up in her bondage, made a leather pet by her.

“I didn’t try to master Taylor, no. It’s her condition you see,” the demon with the cock explained, coming closer to Alec but not enough to be in reach, leaning against the wall as she spoke. Moving the camera, Lisa kept watching what was going on, unable to keep her eyes off the dick wielding succubi’s form, entranced by her as her fingers moved once more. She’d only ever been enamoured with one person before and that was before her powers. She knew what lust felt like before her powers, but this was so much more intense. Maybe it was the pheromones that Taylor was releasing, maybe it was the fact that her power itself was trying to get her to submit to her, either way, it was affecting Lisa in such an extreme fashion. Lisa almost envied Taylor for the chastity cage her Mistress had put on her. 

[Would be extremely arousing and fun. An extreme form of edging that would drive you further into the demon’s arms, increasing interactions, and would make the next session with your mistress more intense.] Her power suggested like it was a good thing to be made a sex slave by one of the only women it let her lust after.  Her power suggested like it was a good thing to be made a sex slave by one of the only women it let her lust after. 

“Fuck,” Lisa spoke, before realising it was out loud and breathy, like a moan. Lisa noticed Taylor’s head having turned to look to her, still grinding, still being buzzed by her mistress outside. Meanwhile, Lisa fingers couldn’t stay away. She had one hand on the keyboard while the other rubbed at her core. Lisa bit her lip, wanting to avoid it, wanting to keep focused on what she needed to do, but slowly, her willpower was failing her. Getting up from her seat, Lisa made her way to Taylor, reaching down and undoing the ropes binding the girl. Lisa’s power guided her hands to pull them off easily and in record time. Lisa gripped the succubi’s leash and pulled her closer so she could whisper in her ear.

“I want you to get under our table and lick me,” Lisa said, hearing the succubi’s heavy breathing, how it hitched and got excited at her order. Lisa had to swallow as well, her own breath labouring and saliva pooling as she couldn’t resist her lust. She’d never had to actually deal with it before, and at the moment this had to be the best solution.

“Lisa. What’s going on?” Lisa heard Brian ask from the computer, and Lisa moved back to it, using the leash to guide Taylor back to the table, the succubi crawling on all fours while Lisa guided her under, and then towards her. Sitting back down, Lisa could see the cock wielding Omnibus had gotten closer to Alec, the two of them leaning against a wall together, Alec’s hand on the Omnibus’ cock while her own was on his.

“I love that you’re such an open boy, though you could use more experience,” the demon said while Alec shrugged. 

“Not a lot of practice on guys, but,” as he said that, his other hand reached past the massive cock and slid behind the demon’s balls. The Demon’s tail went straight for a moment before returning to its lazy wagging.

“The two are giving each other hand jobs,” Lisa said, trying to keep the delight out of her voice as Taylor teased her, not going straight for the prize as she licked at Lisa’s legs, probably getting the fluid she’d been leaking, her tongue leaving a trail of warmth that was making her hot and bothered. Lisa’s pussy twitched, and grew wetter with each of Taylor’s licks, the aphrodisiac from her saliva likely the cause.

Fuck this was a bad idea, Lisa thought, and yet she couldn’t bring herself to even consider shoving Taylor away and tying her back up.

“Oooh, you do know how to please a girl don’t you. Tell me my effeminate friend,” the demon started, leaning in as her hand slid down Alec’s back. At the same time, Taylor had found Lisa’s crotch, and she’d started to trail up Lisa’s leg getting past the foreplay. “Ever had a dry orgasm?”

“Is Alec mastered?” Brian asked.

“No, he’s just being Alec.”

“Not really, but tell me about her condition? Why does she have a collar on her that makes her follow orders?” Alec asked, and the woman didn’t even skip a beat as they continued to play with each other.

“It’s for your own protection, if we took it off, especially now. Well… let’s just say that I’d have to intervene to make sure that you and your friends didn’t end up corpses,” as she said that, Taylor had reached Lisa’s core, a long lick sliding up Lisa’s slit, causing her to gasp as her core tightened in response, her legs shaking a bit as Lisa fought from closing them. Instead, she slid down her chair, spreading herself out more for the hungry slut. The succubus took the response as further accent and started to lick her like a dog, sliding her tongue over Lisa’s mound while sensations that Lisa hadn’t felt since she’d first started to discover sexual pleasure back before her trigger. It was like an old friend returning as Lisa fought with herself to keep from moaning, but it was a losing battle.

“Like a true succubus. Say, is this going to kill me?” Alec asked as he stopped stroking the demon’s cock and shook it about. The demon giggled a bit and shook her head. 

“No no, you’ll be fine. It’s only when you orgasm that we can drain you enough to actually effect you. And even then, it takes a few to even do more damage than just making you a bit more exhausted from sex. Taylor’s young though, inexperienced in holding back, as such she can get violent when she’s denied her fun while she doesn’t have her collar on, and I have the key.”

[Telling the truth, claws have been used, still bits of sliced fabric on them. Taylor has been in a fight. Going by the unnatural skin, claws are likely able to slice through skin,] grabbing Taylor’s leash, Lisa pulled the girl up a bit, away from her pussy, despite how reticent she was to do so. Of course, the slut’s tongue was long enough that she could still play with Lisa.

“Do you actually become violent?” Lisa asked, wanting to confirm, even though her power had basically just confirmed it already. The girl froze for a moment, her tongue sliding back in and she bit her lip with her sharp teeth before answering.

“Yes mistress, I… before mistress put the collar on me, when I discovered I was a succubus… when the illusion over me cracked fully, I kind of went berserk when she interrupted a man and I before I could fully drain him. She felt it crack, and came to get me. I… I attacked her after that,” Taylor explained. Lisa rubbed her temples, letting go of the collar, and Taylor of course went straight back down, her tongue sliding in. Lisa groaned a bit as Taylor tongue fucked her pussy, sliding up against her walls, pushing right where she needed to push to drive wave after wave of pleasure through Lisa with each thrust. One of Lisa’s hands landed on Taylor’s hooded head, pressing her up against her pussy further, using her nose to grind against her clit while practically humping Taylor’s mouth.

We need to test those claws later, Lisa thought, pretty sure if she wanted to, Taylor could have used those nails to slice her way through the rope.

“Hmm hmm hmm, I can hear you enjoying yourself with Taylor, mind if I come up and we can talk? Touch base and all that so we can get this all sorted out?” the woman asked as she giggled a bit.

[Enhanced hearing, possibly enhanced perception in general, can ask yourself if you bring her up. Generally non hostile, can be reasoned with, can likely be recruited to assist with Coil. Likely to be swayed by sex and assistance in obtaining sex,] Lisa’s power provided, and as it suggested it, Lisa grinned. Possibly taking out the boss? Certainly would do well to actually get a move on that, having a hidden trump card to use against him, or at least to protect her if shit hit the fan and she needed help that wasn’t the PRT arresting her and sending her back to her parents. Then Lisa moaned a bit, Taylor having thrust in again, pressing against her special spot, sending sensations through her as Lisa gripped her hair, but did nothing else. 

“Fuck, Brian, what do you think? She could be a nice ally if we work with her. As far as I can tell she isn’t lying, and it’d be nice to have some brutish back up in case something goes wrong. We’ll just have to get our brains fucked out as payment probably if we call on them.”

“Sounds good to me,” Alec of course decided to chime in, while Lisa heard an in different grunt from Rachel. Probably doesn’t really care so long as she still gets her money. 

“You sure this is a good idea?” Brian asked, and honestly, Lisa wasn’t sure, her eyes glued as they were to the woman’s big thick cock, while Taylor licked at her, bringing her closer and closer to her edge. She likely wasn’t in the best state of mind to figure this all out, yet at the same time, she wanted the woman up. Plus, having back up would be nice.

[Once trained, the ass can be a nice way to experience pleasure and be used as a safe alternative as payment to the demon. Demon likely prefers anal judging by Taylor’s accessible hole being her ass and from her suggestion to Regent. She could make it feel amazing as she takes your ass and reforms it into her personal cock sleeve,] her power suggested and Lisa shuddered, her ass already clenching as her breath came out heavier, her core tightening as just the thought combined with Taylor’s licking was slowly pushing her to the edge as her legs started to close around Taylor’s head and pressing up against the girl’s horns. As she did so, the succubus gave a bit of a moan, like the horns were some kind of erogenous zone.

“Maybe, I, look, my power is messing with me. I don’t know if she’s a trump or what but I’m not exactly in the best place to figure this out right now. I…”

“Maybe in a day or two, like tomorrow or something, just. I need time to figure this out, to try and actually get some thinking done, okay? Shouldn’t take long, maybe tomorrow?” Lisa asked, and thankfully, Brian seemed to agree. As she asked, Lisa muted her side of the mike, focusing almost fully on Taylor now, reaching down and grabbing her goat like horns. With her hands she stroked at them, rubbing them up and down as Taylor practically purred for her, the vibrations moving down her tongue and into her pussy where Taylor mercilessly attacked her cunt. The mike muted, Lisa didn’t need to hold back her moans as she finally felt the pleasure she’d long thought denied to her. Each thrust was another step towards the edge as Taylor started to redouble her efforts, tongue fucking her box at a rapid rate. At the same time, Lisa could hear the sounds of Taylor’s vibrator increasing in speed and intensity as the two of them moaned for each other. 

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Lisa cried out as she got closer and closer to her edge, the pleasure mounting, filling her up, making her focus narrow until all that there was to think about was Taylor’s magnificent tongue sliding into her pussy, filling her up, reaching in deep and in a way that filled her and made her wanting more. Then Lisa gripped the girl’s horns and pulled by instinct, pressing the girl’s face right into her cunt as she felt that chain reaction fire off to bring about her orgasm, while at the same time the girl’s vibrators once more increased in intensity.

Sensual delight exploded from her pussy, Lisa only just barely keeping herself from screaming as she moaned into her teeth and bitten lip her explosive orgasm, while at the same time Taylor moaned loudly into Lisa’s pussy, vibrations filling her as her pussy clenched around Taylor’s tongue, squeezing it, looking for something solid to milk of cum as her own spunk dribbled from her pussy into the succubi’s mouth before both Lisa and Taylor went limp, breathing hard. 

“Holy fuck…” Lisa panted, her eyes opening back up as at some point she closed them. Looking down at the exhausted and bound up girl, Lisa reached down, and grabbed the far too thin girl by her arm pits and pulled her up. The girl straddled her as Lisa hugged the girl. “Thank you.”

At her whisper, the girl hugged Lisa back and squeezed her, rubbing her horn against Lisa’s cheek like a cat… before Lisa heard the clearing of someone’s throat.

“Uh Lisa, you forgot to mute your mike,” Brian said as Lisa’s eyes widened. She looked to the computer, and sure enough, the mike hadn’t been muted. At the same time she could hear Alec giggling while as she looked at the camera, the cock having demon was grinning from ear to ear.

[Is as amused as Alec, finds it absolutely adorable.] This time Lisa actually muted the mike before throwing it off and groaning into the succubi’s shoulder. 

“Well, Taylor and I will be around tomorrow when you guys want to meet up again, if you wouldn’t mind, send Taylor down when you can. Oh and if you wouldn’t mind, could you cuddle the cutie for me? Give her a bit of good after care okay? I’ll be doing it as well but she could always use more, and I’ll be back in half an hour, sound good?” the woman asks as she and Alec disentangle, though Alec’s hand stays where it is for a moment before letting go reluctantly. Then the succubus turned before snapping her fingers and the illusion of a woman out on the town once more fixed itself in place.

[Unknown energy used, functions unknown. Possibly taught. Could be useful to learn and figure out,] Lisa’s power said. Interestingly, Lisa didn’t even feel the slightest hint of a headache.

[Last part wasn’t joking. Taylor shows signs of body image issues, possible depression. Using her new outlook on life as an escape from reality, clinging possibly points to neglect rather than abuse. Could be assisted through repeated contact and intimate relations.] Lisa’s power spouted and Lisa frowned while looking down at Taylor’s bound form. 

I guess I can ask these questions later. Lisa thought as she pulled Taylor up a bit, helping the light and rather thin girl sit on her a bit easier while a finger moved up towards Taylor’s bindings.

“You want to get out of this fetish stuff? Let you relax a bit?” Lisa asked, and surprisingly Taylor just shrugged.

“It’s all actually kind of comfy. Not like pyjama comfy, but… well honestly I could probably sleep in all of this… but, I can also do this, so…” as Taylor spoke the corset and her other binding shifted, her outfit changing and shifting, gaining some slack as it shifted into what could be described as a big baggy hoodie and some pyjama pants to go along with it. She didn’t take off the hood or even change it though, even as she shifted.

“Not the hood?” Lisa asked, but Taylor shook her head a bit.

“When mistress and Alec were talking, he asked to keep the hood on. Plus, like I said, it’s comfy so it’s no problem,” the young succubi said, to which Lisa shrugged. If she wanted to it’s up to her, although…

“You want to move to the couch? Might be a bit more relaxing than a hard wood chair,” Lisa suggested, drawing a little giggle from the succubus.

“Sure, wouldn’t mind at all,” she said, the only thing Lisa could see of her face being that of her wide pearly white smile.

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 Entry 1 – Succubus

Trying a little mini series of a snippet for every entry in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia, starting With the Succubus

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Sally couldn’t help but giggle into her hand as she saw what a prize she’d found, what a cute girl she’d found wandering in the woods. The girl had obviously been gathering something, herbs from the looks of what she had in that basket of hers. Maybe some medicinal herbs, but the forest hadn’t been kind on her as she had twigs in her hair and a scratch on her cheek. She also had a knife, likely for cutting plant stalks, but it would still hurt if stabbed with, though it was at her hip.

The girl looked up at the sun, seeing it high over head, and that was when Sally moved from her hiding spot, and rushed the girl from behind. She barely made a sound as she moved on the grass. Sally could feel her excitement growing as she got closer, her breath coming out as panting while her heart raced and her nipples hardened. The poor girl, so modest looking in her cute dress, hiding her lovely body away, hiding her lovely ass and her birthing hips.

Don’t worry, Sally thought. Let me take away all of those silly worries.

As the girl sighed, Sally pounced, leaping forward and using her wings to push her that last bit forward. She tackled the girl from behind, and they both toppled to the ground. The girl fell with a scream. Sally used her tail to toss the knife away, and her hands grabbed the wrists of the girl, pressing them down against the ground. At the same time, she slid her legs between the girl’s before she could figure out what was going on, and used her superior strength to spread them outward. Sally giggled again as she used her tongue to pull the struggling girl’s hair to the side, before licking at her.

“Hey there cutie, we’re going to have some fun,” Sally said, and the girl froze, the eye that could see Sally looking up at her. Sally merely grinned back at her.

“Please, oh Gods no, please no,” she said but then Sally’s tail slid under her dress, slithering up it like a snake, before touching against the girl’s clothed groin. The girl gasped, a blush filling her cheeks as tears started to appear in the corners of them. 

Then the girl started screaming, and redoubled her efforts to get away, squirming and struggling, trying to pull her hands away to no avail, and moving her bare legs across the ground in a vain hope to maybe get the succubus dislodged. Sally shook her head, and with a caring, loving smile, she pulled the girl’s arms together over her head, and held them down with one hand, her magical strength easily keeping the girl from escaping. 

As she rubbed the girl’s most intimate place up and down, Sally used her free hand to pull at the strings that kept her panties up, and pulled the wet cloth away from her crotch. A slight gust sent a shiver through Sally, her wetness contributing to the chill. Though, as Sally straddled the girl, partially to keep it safe from the slight wind, she rubbed herself on the girl’s nice and thick ass, feeling it with her hips. Sally moaned a bit as well as she twitched, all wet and ready, almost unable to wait as she brought her soaked through panties forward towards the girl. 

Sally balled up her panties, and then in a single motion, stuffed the cloth ball soaked in her juices into the girl’s mouth. She tried to bite down, but it was too late, and Sally pulled her fingers from the girl’s mouth, before putting the girl in a head lock. With her head atop the girl’s, Sally kept her victim from being able to open her mouth as she tried to scream. It wouldn’t be too long now until the girl would start to become compliant, but then, why not speed it up?

Pulling the girl up until she was practically doing the splits, Sally let go of the two arms and instead reached down. The girl’s hands flew to the hand around her neck, which Sally had expected, and so she had her tail raise the girl’s dress up, and give her hand an easy way to tease the girl. The girl still struggled, trying her best to pull at Sally’s arm, and to wrench herself from Sally’s grip, but slowly, her struggles began to wane. At the same time, Sally’s hand slipped into the girl’s underwear, and slid up against the slut’s slit before giggling. Even just with a bit of her juices in her, the girl was already soping wet, just like Sally. 

The girl’s struggles grew weaker and weaker as time went on, Sally’s fingers moving in and out of the girl, sawing against her clit, all the while Sally coo’ed at her previously unwilling convert. 

“There’s a good girl, you like this don’t you, you want to be true to yourself right? That you were deep down a slutty girl all along,” Sally said as she kept at it with the girl, her muffled shrieks turning into slight moans, quiet, except when Sally pressed against the girl’s g-spot. When she did that, the girl’s hips would start to move, trying to fuck themselves on Sally’s fingers, her moans growing needy as the natural aphrodisiac of a succubus’ wetness overwhelmed her mind, all the while it slowly corrupted the girl, filling her core with demonic mana. 

This continued for a few more minutes as the girls quickly began to writhe against each other, her body needing more as Sally and the girl started to move in tune, the girl humping Sally’s fingers as her breath came out more and more laboured, and her moans became needier while Sally kept fingering her. 

“Hey, wanna have some more fun?” Sally asked before pulling away from the girl and pulling her back against the ground. The girl was in a daze, and looked so cute. With her hand, Sally opened up the girl’s mouth, and pulled her panties from the girl. The girl’s eyes were unfocused, her mind not really processing much, only focused on the pleasure, so cute looking, so wonderful. Sally moved so that her pussy was over top the girl, before she brought it closer. The girl’s magically muddled mind starting up at the succubus’ snatch. All the girl likely knew was that she couldn’t help but find the sight hot. 

“Lick me up little girl, slide your tongue in to my pussy, and I’ll do the same to you,” Sally said to her newest convert, before dropping down onto all fours, and immediately diving in. The girl wailed a bit as she felt Sally’s tongue slide into her, before she finally seemed to get the idea, and slowly started to lick at Sally, who couldn’t be happier as she moaned into the corrupted girl’s pussy, pushing her demonic magic into her as much as possible, continuing the process that would change the girl forever. 

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Succubus Gets and Info Dump (Succubi Sucking 5) (Worm)

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I’ve fallen was what Taylor thought as she continued to grind her butt against Madison’s absolutely divine cock, enjoying the pleasurable sensations of feeling so full with the other’s godly bitch breaker. Taylor had experienced nothing better than the feeling of Madison filling her up with her wonderful blue cock. She was broken, she’d fallen, she was a slave to the pleasure Madison was giving her. Madison behind her giggled before hugging around Taylor, keeping her still, which caused her to whine.

“Oh come now don’t be so dramatic,” Madison said in a low voice, making Taylor realise that she’d said at least part of that out loud, and she felt her lustful blush grow redder as her embarrassment overtook it. “You can’t actually get mind broken like in a bad hentai, but you can get damn close.”

“What’s a ah, hentai?” Taylor asked. Madison was silent for a moment before she started giggling a little bit.

“Girl you were really damn repressed weren’t you? I’d get it if you were some older succubus just escaped hell, but aren’t kids these days supposed to know this stuff?” Taylor felt Madison shake her head on her shoulder. The arms around Taylor loosened once more and returned to rubbing Taylor’s swollen frog-like belly. It looked like she’d just eaten and honestly, it kind of felt like it to. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy along with just making her horny and feel the electric thrill of either erotic fun. Released from Madison holding her close, Taylor started to pull herself off of Madison’s cock a little before pushing herself back quickly, shaking her ass for Madison to enjoy while her cock continued to give Taylor that wonderfully blissed-out sensation that was clouding her mind and leaving her to only be able to think about sex.

Then the bus lurched forward and Taylor had to fling her hands out to the seat ahead to keep from slamming into it. Still, it popped her off of Madison’s cock leaving her awkwardly standing up from the seat, her panting from her exertions during the ride and her ass gaping slightly as it twitched and contracted, leaking a bit of cum from it, and trying to recover from having her ass pounded the entire time they’ve been on the bus. Taylor tried to push back but felt Madison’s hand on her ass, keeping her there.

“This is our stop,” Madison said simply before getting up, Taylor looked back and wondered where Madison’s bitch breaker went. As she did, Taylor felt her pants rise up her legs. She blinked for a second; not exactly comprehending what was going on due to the haze of lust permeating throughout her mind before it finally clicked and she quickly did up her pants and fastened her belt. Madison wrapped her arms around Taylor’s shoulder and Taylor felt an invisible force guiding her own arm up. It felt kind of fleshy as well.

“Come on let me help you out. You’ll probably be wobbly after all that,” Taylor wasn’t inclined to disagree with the supposed Omnibus. Despite how full of energy and wonderful she felt, she also found her legs shaky and slightly burning from all the effort she’d put into impaling herself on Madison’s cock whenever she wasn’t going fast enough for Taylor. Madison had started slowing down at some point during the bus ride, and while that had been fine for a little bit, it quickly wasn’t enough for Taylor and so she’d started to grind and do her best to speed things up. Madison hadn’t resisted and quickly it became Madison sitting back, as Taylor twerked her ass on Madison’s cock, filling her ass with the blue bitch breaker and turning the burning fire into a blazing inferno of carnal sensations.

The two girls made it off the bus easily enough without a comment from the driver as he sped off. Taylor looked up and noticed that they were at some café.

“Hope you can stand a little bit of time away from lil’ Maddy? We need to go over some basics, mkay?” Madison asked Taylor. Taylor tried to answer, but her voice came out funny, probably from trying to keep herself from wailing in pleasure. So she tried again.

“What exactly are we going to discuss?”

“Whatever you want for however long you can stand it,” Taylor didn’t question what Madison meant by “stand it.” As she found out, she was barely able to keep herself from just masturbating in class and she had certainly been unable to properly focus on what was being said by the teacher as she couldn’t help but think about how tasty Madison’s cum was and how she loved the feeling of big thick cock in her mouth and the feeling of it sliding down her throat. It had felt positively divine. Taylor’s focus came back however with the snapping of fingers in front of her face. Taylor flinched and looked at Madison who uses her hand to flick some drool off of Taylor’s face, much to her embarrassment.

“Jeeze, you’re really far gone. Maybe it wouldn’t be a good idea to pierce that glamour after all,” Madison said, once more looking concerned.

“Why’s that?”

“’cause if I did I might have to keep you much much longer than just a weekend to just calm you down a little. Hey, you good to walk?” Madison asked. Taylor nodded, having slowly felt her leg’s strength come back as they left the bus stop.

“Okay good, I don’t need to carry you…” Madison said before she adopted a thoughtful look on her face. “Though you know, maybe it would be a good idea, you know?” Taylor shook her head. She didn’t know, and she would rather not get embarrassed by the older girl. Madison’s growing smile however didn’t reassure Taylor though.

“You sure? We could find an alleyway, and I could transform back into my succubus form, we could pull your pants down and fit you right on my cock like a nice little cock sock.” Taylor’s eyes widened and she could feel the blush start to flash across her face at the thought. “Then you wouldn’t even have to walk anywhere, I could do the walking for us while you get a nice big cock up your perfect little ass. Ah, I see you like that idea,” Taylor suddenly realised that as Madison had continued to describe what she meant, her smile had grown larger. She immediately stopped smiling and returned her mouth to its customary frown.

“Don’t worry, we won’t be trying that… for a while at least, I need you coherent more than I need a nice warm cock sock to slide my nice big blue cock into on cold winter days,” this was definitely not helping Taylor out at all, as all she could imagine now was Madison, in a big parka while Taylor was naked inside it as well, all tied up, Madison’s cock up her ass while Taylor was fucked with each step, and hidden from the world. Taylor wasn’t sure how they’d hide her head but there was probably some illusion that Madison’s power gave to her.

The two girls approached a café by the bus stop and entered inside. They quickly found a spot to sit, a booth by a window, and sat down. A waitress came to their table and got their orders before scurrying off. She’d had some very nice plump breasts and her ass stuck out just right.

“Like the show?” Madison asked, catching Taylor’s attention again.

”Wha?” was Taylor’s very intelligent response. Madison chuckled a bit before continuing.

“You were totally checking her out,” Madison declared. Taylor was about to object when she stopped for a moment. Had she been checking that waitress out? She’d just been noticing the nice parts of her, that was all… Was she acting differently from before? Was she, like Madison said, a succubus? She’d certainly been acting differently, that was for sure, but she couldn’t rule out parahuman mastering. But… her noticing the waitress’s form wasn’t anything different from usual. Did that count?

“Right, let's get down to the hot and sexy, so you’re a succubus kid, and you didn’t get born in Hell, that’s a double plus good for you right there,” Taylor raised an eyebrow, her mental faculties focused enough to notice the reference.

“1984?” she asked, and Madison rolled her eyes.

“My class has it assigned so I’m reading it again for the eighth time, good book by the by, but anyways, you also didn’t get your Mom or your Dad or what have you to give you the what's what, so that’s why you’re hornier than a bitch in heat, especially because you still got that glamour going for ya, a real good one too from the looks of it.” Madison scrunches her cute face for a moment before she continues.

“Hey mind if I do a little something,” she doesn’t wait for an answer as her eyes start glowing, and then she lets out a long whistle. “Jeeze, that’s one hell of a glamour. Mental disconnect, thought rearrangement, lust suppression, a lil notice-me-not field, hell, if it wasn’t leaking like a sieve and deteriorating as I watch it, I’d think that you were just an extra horny girl,” Madison says. None of it makes sense to Taylor who’s slowly trying to let herself calm down as she’s listening. Just absorbing, not thinking.

“Shouldn’t that make me less horny then?” Taylor asked, having heard about the lust suppressant. But Madison just shook her head.

“From the looks of it, that part of the spell came undone for some reason. Hell half the stuff here is degrading as we speak. This kind of spell isn’t supposed to last as long as it seems to have.”

“How long is it supposed to last?” Madison grabbed her chin and looked to start thinking.

“About twelve years I think? I don’t know, I never had kids myself, too much of a hassle to keep everything on the down-low so I or my kid doesn’t get fucked over by some wizard or other demon or what have you,” of course there are wizards and other demons and all that modern fantasy stuff that’s going on.

“Okay, so what, there is a magical world or something that’s separate from the main one then and kept secret?” Taylor guessed, considering that almost every modern fantasy setting in the books she’s read had a secret magical world.

“Ehhh, not anymore. That kind of stuff died during the witch hunts and stuff… well I guess there are probably some places in Asia or maybe even Africa but none that I know of, not that I, and subsequently you, would want to even be a part of one anyways.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, between you and me, Wizards are a bunch of racist dicks, and so is pretty much anyone who even realises that magic is actually a thing, mostly either due to church or popular culture or what have you. Most wizards’ll try to bind you as they're familiar and make you their sex slave… which in truth isn’t as bad as someone from Hell finding out that you’re on Earth. If that happens they’ll be sending a squad of guys to clamp you in chains and bring you back so that you can be a nice little sex slave for them down there,” as Madison keeps talking, Taylor continues to fidget, thinking about what she’s talking about, being summoned by some young wizard, and being fucked, him controlling her with his magic, making her serve and service him at a whim. Taylor started to rub her legs together unconsciously. At the same time, she started to imagine herself in chains, dressed in nothing but a collar and shackles, servicing a demon while another fucked her ass. She started to bite her lip and she balled her hands into fists as she imagined herself being railed by a big red cock of some devil looking man, making her feel amazing as he came in her, holding her tight, and mauling her small breasts while she sucked-

Snap snap

“Hey, Earth to Taylor, you still there?” Madison asked, and once more she was pulled from her fantasy.

“Ye-yeah,” but Madison gave her a knowing smile. Luckily the waitress was there to save Taylor from her embarrassment as she brought them their drinks. They thanked her before returning to their conversation, Taylor making sure this time that she didn’t look at the girl’s pleasing features.

“You got it bad, girl. Now, I know that, as you are right now, that doesn’t sound so bad, right?” Madison asked, and Taylor, remembering her little fantasy there, nodded.

“Well, you’re right, it’s actually kind of great, especially for a young thing like you, but it’s also kind of crappy if you want to do something more with your life than be a worthless fuck puppet, and from what Emma tells us about you, I doubt you would be fine with being a mindless slave all the time.”

“I wasn’t actually thinking of it seriously,” Taylor argued. Sure, sex was fun, hell, honestly it’s been the best thing she’s enjoyed since Emma had betrayed her. While it sounds hot as hell and really damn fun to just submit to a demon or wizard or whatever and get fucked, she wouldn’t want it to last forever. Though… Maybe a wizard would be a good idea? They can’t live forever after all, and it would give her access to magic… but then Madison is right here, and she’s not only acting really different but if this is all real, then she could teach her and the main reason she even messed with her with really minor pranks was because of a misunderstanding.

Snap snap

“You still in there or you ready for another round?” Madison asked, and Taylor felt her lower holes clench and her mouth begin to water at the suggestion of going another round with Madison’s divine cock. Taylor’s hand twitched and she yearned to ask for another round.

Taylor took a deep breath in through her nose, and out of her mouth with more of a shudder than she had wanted.

“I’m still here, I was just going over the benefit of maybe becoming a familiar of a wizard to get to his magic, then I realised that you’re here, and that… maybe, you’d teach me?” Taylor asked hopefully. This entire thing could he a whole trap laid down for Taylor by the trio using their new cape as a member. If it wasn’t, or if Madison was just delusional about the whole succubus thing but was also a trump that could grant powers, this could really help her out. Madison shrugged.

“I could but that would take a lot of time. Granted, I’m all for helping out the new generation, it’s why I’m helping you now, but magic, especially teaching magic is kind of a whole ‘nother level of involved. Not to mention dangerous as hell as well as just as likely to get me sent right back down, get me locked in irons, and made some demon’s fuck pet for a century or several. After that, he’d probably just make me into a bondage doll.” Taylor could imagine it, Madison in her wonderful blue omnibus form, all bound in leather that kept her unable to move very far as vibrators buzzed away at various parts of her body. She’d be ball gagged and wearing a blindfold. Her cock would be standing at attention, gleaming with pre, and then Taylor’s fantasy shifted slightly, as she saw herself. She was bound as well, only more so than Madison. Where Madison was covered in bondage restraints, Taylor’s outfit was on another level. A true fuck pet if ever there was one. She’d be bound so that she was only on her elbows and knees, tied with some leather bondage while she was also gagged like Madison was.

Meanwhile, what little that Madison could move was used towards pulling a moaning Taylor closer and sliding her cock inside of Taylor, while their master wat-

Snap snap

“Alright, I think you really need a good pounding, hmm? You were starting to pant there, enjoyed your little daydream?” once more embarrassed, Taylor nodded as the vision of her being fucked by Madison slowly vanished from her mind. Then, Taylor felt a foot press up against her crotch from below the table. Surprised, Taylor looked down to see a socked foot pressing against her warm crotch. With expert dexterity, Taylor watched as it gripped the front of her pants and managed to pull the button off.

“How about you tell me about it?” Madison asked and Taylor slowly nodded. Barely able to keep from panting once more as Madison teased her absolutely soaked panties with her socked foot.

Taylor hoped that Madison won't keep this going long, she really really needs that cock.

Satana’s punishment 3

Another 30 minute thing to make my morning before work productive.

Any and all feedback is be highly appreciated
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Satana felt the tug of her new leash as her new master, a Northern sounding man, continued to walk her through what she assumed was the dungeon. Satana herself couldn’t see or even speak as this was done, her mouth and throat filled with a cock gag that went down her throat, and a blindfold over her eyes. All she was able to do was to cast spells when her master wished it. She was still bound by the cuffs on her, but the human was able to remove them, unlike her. All her bondage was blessed by the gods above, like with cursed items on most races, excluding demons that is, they stuck to her like they had been glued on, only a non demon could take it off of her.

At first Satana had been worried by the sounds of rattling bones and the squeaks she heard, they were on the early floors of the dungeon, an area of mineshafts that went on for miles all around, filled with the skeletons of deceased miners who’s undead corpses sought to extinguish the life force of the living. Satana had fought her way through such a place not too long ago, back when she was simply a healer, rather than a bound heal slut waiting at the whim of her master to heal his wounds, and maybe, to make him… less stressed.

There is the sound of fighting ahead, a fireball was fired off and the sound of clattering bones on the dirt floor of the mine. Satana made a questioning sound as they approached, though by the sedated pace of her new master, he wasn’t worried. Considering that very few if any of the skeletal creatures down here were mages, then perhaps this was a human mage or something.

“There you are Barnon! Why the hell did you run- behind you!” Satana heard the tell tale sound of a magical spell being prepared and realised that he must be aiming at her. With her hands still bound she wouldn’t be able to defend herself. All she could do was make a distressed noise and move closer to where her master was, her uncovered breasts rubbing against the strong muscular back of her master.

“Hold your spell wizard, she is mine, and I won’t have you damaging my property,” the barbarian from the north declared. At the sound of the spell fizzling out, Satana was relieved that the danger had hopefully past. Then she felt herself being pulled forward by the collar and she quickly fell to the ground in front of her master. She made a pitiful sound as she fell, and did her best to get up from it while her hands were bound. She had gotten to her knees when she felt a pair of gloved hands slide across her body, across her breasts, and up to her chin.

“How did you manage to blindfold and gag her?” the man asked. Satana couldn’t really place the accent, only that it sounded refined.

“I didn’t, when I drank from a fountain, she came like this,” her master said.

“Truly? You’re a very lucky man then I would say, binding a succubus,” Satana felt the gloved hand on her face begin to stroke it, and she pressed her face into the stroking, enjoying the sensation, finding how demeaning it was to be, erotic. “Well let us say that it’s the dream of all acolyte wizards in the guild, and more often than not, those who attempt it are not as prepared as they believe themselves to be… do you mind if I?” the mage asked a leading question and her master snorted.

“Get your rocks off mage. I need you in top condition before we head to the next floor,” was all he said. Satana felt a hand on the clasp of her gag and once more, she felt the long cock begin to slowly be pulled from her throat. As it was pulled away, Satana left her mouth open, pushed her tongue out, and let her breath continue to stay ragged as she looked in the direction of the mage, knowing what he wished to do. Not that Satana would object after all, she loved the feeling and taste of a wonderful cock sliding into her mouth and violating her.

It was what she was made for after all.

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Another 30 minute Barony snippet, showing the continuing adventures of the bound healslut Satana and her master, Barnon the Barbarian.