Succubus (3)
"It's... too... big...!"
"Ah."
I snapped out of my daze staring at the fresh blood. I had no idea why a succubus who'd devoured over a hundred men with that pussy still had her hymen intact, but what mattered was she was a virgin right now.
"A slutty virgin...!"
Men have one core fantasy. They want a wife who's never been with another man—a pure virgin—but also insanely sexy and lewd as hell! The succubus embodied that dream perfectly.
Ah, but she'd experienced over a hundred men, not just one, so maybe not? Still, with the virginity thing, I could flex some leeway here, right?
Schlick!
"Kahk...! You fucking bastard...!"
I pulled my hips back, yanking my cock out, and her pussy walls clenched desperately, refusing to let go. As the ridge of my glans scraped along her walls, the succubus shuddered violently. She glared at me with pure hatred.
"I'll kill you...!"
"Try it sometime."
I grabbed the waist of the succubus, growling like a wounded beast, and started pistoning in earnest. Her pussy was incredibly obedient. When my cock plunged deep inside, it hugged me joyfully; when I pulled back, it squeezed even harder, begging me not to leave. Dizzying pleasure surged from my dick straight to the top of my head.
Usually with Yuna or Elis, I could take it slow and lead at my pace, but not with this succubus. Slack off for a second, and she'd snatch control right away.
"Hng! Haht! Haaang~!"
Each time my glans battered her womb entrance, the venom in her eyes slowly drained. Lewd moans poured from her lips—sounds that could make even an old man hard in an instant.
Ejaculation built fast, and I unloaded straight into her.
"Ngh!"
"Kruuuuh~!"
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
Her body twitched with every jet of semen flooding her womb like a water gun. Her love juices squirted back just as fiercely.
"Mm! One load down, and now I can think straight. Round two, right aw—huh?"
"....."
Obviously, one shot doesn't kill my dick. I need at least ten volleys before I feel even a tiny bit drained. Anyway, to conquer her fast, I geared up for round two.
But then something bizarre happened.
"My cum... it's disappearing?"
The semen filling her womb started vanishing bit by bit. The slick wetness around my cock faded away. And the changes didn't stop there.
"Whoa?"
"Aah... this power...!"
The succubus murmured in ecstasy. I stared down at her blankly. Horns suddenly burst through the skin at her temples. Bat-like wings sprouted from her back as she lay on the floor, and a arrow-tipped tail emerged from her tailbone.
"Heh heh heh."
Now a true demonic succubus, she rose with a bewitching laugh and shoved me onto the bed. My cock was still buried in her pussy. Straddling me, she looked down with arrogant eyes.
"S-rank really is S-rank, Steel Armor. This feeling's a first. Power overflowing through my whole body. Aah... so this is S-rank essence?"
She reached out and choked my neck.
"Thanks for the power. I'll take good care of it. You gave me a hell of a ride. So now—"
Killing intent gleamed in her cat-like slit pupils.
"—die."
Squeeze!
The succubus strangled me with all her might.
Guhk...! B-breath...!
"Sleep tight!"
"Wh-what the hell?!"
She panicked at how unfazed I was despite her grip. I seized her slender waist—one hand could almost circle it—and bucked my hips hard. Time for payback.
Slap!
"Kyat!"
Slap slap slap slap slap!
"Huaaaang~?!"
I locked her waist tight, lifted her slightly off me, then thrust upward like a madman, pounding her pussy from below. Pleasure from my lower body loosened her stranglehold.
"N-nooo~!"
Squiiiirt!
She climaxed, squirting love juices, but I didn't stop. I rammed her womb entrance like I meant to breach it.
"St-stop! No! I'm dying! Save me! Kyaaaaak!"
"I'll kill you just like this!"
I sat up, flipping her onto the bed. Her new wings made her upper body float a bit. Realizing she was screwed, she tried to flee, but I grabbed her waist and blocked it.
Where the hell do you think you're going!
"You slutty bitch!"
Her massive G-cup tits jiggled hypnotically up and down. Smack!
"Kyat!"
I slapped those hypnotic tits like I was smacking a cheek. A red handprint bloomed on her pale skin. Still, they kept bouncing.
"Daring to hypnotize me? I've got mental resistance!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"No! Don't hit my tits! Haaang~! I'm dying...!"
"Die! Just fucking die!"
I kept slapping her tits while pistoning away. Soon her left breast was red with my handprints. A vivid scene of tit abuse...!
Plop!
"Mmph?!"
"Swallow it all!"
Ejaculation surging, I pulled out and shoved my cock down her throat, unloading. The new horns made it easy to grip her head steady. Horns weren't demonic—they were handles for men.
"Glrk?! Krgh?!"
Startled by the sudden mouthfuck, she didn't swallow until her mouth overflowed. Some semen refluxed out her nose. Cum snot?!
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Eyes squeezed shut, she gulped it all down. Her soft tongue even teased my glans, milking more out.
Spurt spurt spurt—
"Whoa."
Another change hit as she absorbed my cum. Her porcelain skin gleamed like it'd been oiled with massage gel.
Hah... hah...
Her hot breath teased my senses. A faint, seductive musk pinned me to the bed.
Grip!
"Die!"
Finishing her second transformation, she lunged and crushed my balls like she meant to burst them.
Still not giving up, huh?
"Good. Squeeze harder."
"....!"
But my balls didn't pop. It just felt good. Her eyes widened in shock. Tough break for her—balls are every man's weak spot, but not mine. I'd specced into groin protection from character creation, foreseeing shit like this.
My foresight shone.
"Still trying to kill me? Gotta drain more venom outta you."
"N-no..."
I loomed over her with the eyes of a conqueror. Despair hit; she scrambled back. But on the bed, there weren't many places to flee. Soon her back hit the wall.
"Your master ain't Jet Stream. It's me, Steel Armor. Tonight, I'll carve that into your flesh."
"Ah, aaaah..."
Schlick!
"Haang~!"
I spun her around, hands on the wall, and entered from behind. Pressing close, I overlaid my hand on hers, interlocking fingers. Then relentless pistoning.
Pang pang pang pang pang pang!
"Kyaaaang~! Sl-slow down a bit...! Kyat! I'm... gonna die...!"
Pounding like I'd pierce her womb, she teared up and begged. Lick!
"No chance."
Absurd. I licked the tears trailing down her cheek and bucked harder. Her moans of unbearable pleasure echoed through the mansion.
*****
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Hey, you hear that? Your big sis is getting wrecked on cock right now."
"Kh...!"
Lamia bit her lip in fury. I (Mark Two) smirked at her, licked her lips, then bucked my hips again.
"Haak! St-stop...!"
"I'm... gonna die...!"
In doggy beside the lamia I was railing, her little sisters—the succubus's guard women—were getting pounded in various positions by me (Mark Four, Mark Five).
"....."
"Hah..."
On the floor lay women I'd already creampied once, passed out. Legs splayed wide like dissected frogs in a lab, hot semen leaked from their pussies.
"Told ya to listen. Why be stubborn? That was the path to save you and the succubus."
"Eut...! Kh...! Hawk...!"
I taunted her; she bit back moans. It made my cock throb harder.
"Look forward to it. You, your sisters, and big sis succubus? You'll serve me for life."
Splurt!
"N-no...!"
I creampied Lamia's pussy but kept thrusting.
*****
"This is seriously good. No need for handles?"
"Haang~! Hwaang~! Haaang~!"
Absorbing my cum gave the succubus horns, wings, and a tail. At first, they creeped me out, but the more we fucked, the more I loved 'em. Felt like cosplay—hot—and perfect grips.
Horns for blowjobs, wings for doggy, tail for full nelson. Right now, mid-room, I gripped her tail and railed her.
Legs straight, upper body bent low in full nelson. One hand on tail kept posture steady, and that elastic ass was prime for slapping. Firm and satisfying.
Splurt!
"Huaaaang~!"
Seventh load into her womb. Unlike before, it didn't absorb.
'Saturation?'
She absorbed up to the fifth. From the sixth, no more. Probably maxed out.
Wasn't all I learned. First absorption jumped her from below A-rank to proper A-rank. Second made her A/S borderline—level 9 body enhancer.
Growth stopped there. More cum just made her prettier, smoother skin, tighter pussy.
Thud!
"Hah... hah..."
Done cumming, I released her tail and shoved her ass away. She collapsed limply.
"Already tapped out? You're a succubus, right? Suck more essence outta me."
"N-now stop..."
Schlick!
"Haang~!"
I flipped her and re-entered. Leaned in, hugging her close. Faces inches apart—lips nearly touching.
"Succubus. You get it now? Who your real master is."
"....."
"An old fart like Jet Stream could never own you. Only one man can—"
"Haak!"
I squeezed her tit with my right hand, locking eyes.
"—me. Admit it."
"....."
Her pupils shook violently. Torn between me and Jet Stream.
"Jet Stream's dumping you, right? Still hung up on that loser? Ditch the old fuck first. Serve me as master. Better for you and your sisters."
"Th-that's..."
"Say you'll serve me as master for real. I'll kill that Jet Stream bastard myself so he can't touch you."
"....!"
Her eyes widened at "kill Jet Stream."
"He has tons of A-rank villains. He's S-rank himself. He's ruled as king forever—you can't take him."
I smirked inwardly. She was half-broken. Switching to polite speech proved it.
"That's why I need your help."
"Pardon?"
"Three days, right? That old man's task to snag the culprit."
"....."
"Gather intel on Jet Stream and his execs for three days. Powers, schedules, locations. Nail that..."
I met her eyes confidently.
"...and I'll kill that fucker in three days flat."