It's Not My True Feelings — It's All Because of the Incubus...
Something was wrong.
Up until the moment Hyeok-jin came back, my body had been perfectly fine. No foggy, dazed feeling clouding my head. No heart hammering like I was having an arrhythmia. And my labia certainly hadn't been this slick and glistening with arousal fluid.
...So what was different?
While Hyeok-jin had been gone, I hadn't given myself a single reason to turn into a bitch in heat. Same as always, really. Sure, I'd teased him with my soft, luscious tails — but that was just the kind of joke friends pull. I only did it because the guy was into furries. Not because I liked him. Absolutely not.
And a few nights under the same roof was supposed to make me fall into female corruption? That made even less sense. Every time he tried crawling onto the bed, I kicked him off to sleep on the floor. The only body part I'd ever let him near was my thick, fluffy tail.
So why, looking at him, was my lower mouth watering?
I thought about it for a second, and the answer came surprisingly easy.
"The incubus put some kind of weird curse on me."
Nothing else explained it. I still didn't like that guy. Not yet.
But what kind of dark art had the incubus cast to leave me burning up like this? An aphrodisiac, like those cheap tropes in adult manga?
No — that wasn't it. I'd carefully pinched my nipples and even twisted my clitoris, and the pleasure barely differed from ordinary masturbation.
Then was it just amplified libido? Come to think of it, heat season had felt a little like this too. A female's instinct to take a strong male's seed. A beast's drive to birth more offspring and multiply. And last of all... love...
...Yeah, no. Definitely not that.
Anyway, once I'd figured out I was under some kind of curse, I tried putting distance between us. The closer I got to Hyeok-jin, the stronger the scent of a powerful male and the aura amplifying my lust became — both of them pushing me to jump him.
I edged away without a word, and he tilted his head, then strode right after me.
"Hey, you hurt anywhere? Anything feel off?"
That gentle, worried voice — and the sudden rush of his scent flooding my nose — and I just...
"Hnn...!"
...came. Lightly. Just like that.
Okay. This was bad. If a smell alone could leave me this soaked, actually getting filled would feel insane. Dangerous. I needed to get away from him right now. Otherwise — otherwiseee—
"Haaah...♡"
Fwoosh.
A tide of wetness gushed from my lower lips, and my mind went white all over again.
I couldn't keep going like this. The second I had even a scrap of sanity back, I had to put space between us. Clinging to that brief window of clear thought, I begged him to back off.
"Hey — don't ask why, just... j-just stay away for a second. Please. I'm begging you..."
I barely managed to hold down the lust surging up again as I pleaded, but Hyeok-jin just shook his head.
"I'd love to. Thing is..."
He sighed and showed me his arms, his legs, and his waist — all wrapped in thick, luscious, deeply sinful fox tails.
"I peel them off, peel them off again, and they just keep grabbing me. How am I supposed to get away? Do something about those tails first."
My childhood friend, already resigned, like there was nothing he could do. At his words I tried to unwind the restraints my tails had made — but those same tails that normally obeyed me so well refused to listen this time. And it wasn't just the tails. My whole body started moving on its own, slipping free of my control.
No. If I got any closer, I was going to lose my mind for real. I had to get out while I still had a shred of reason left...
Or so I thought — but my body had already closed the distance, throwing its arms around him and greedily drinking in his scent.
Sniff — haaah.
Thick and sweet as honey, the kind of smell that numbed your reason. Was this what doing drugs felt like? I pressed myself tighter against him.
God. He smelled so good. How happy would I be if I could live my whole life breathing this in?
...Smell alone wasn't enough. I wanted a taste, too.
Carefully — very carefully — just one little lick. If he smelled this intoxicating, there was no way he could taste bad.
I started hunting for wherever the scent was strongest. Lower. A little lower still. The further I bent down, the denser that heavenly smell became. And when I finally found the source pouring it out the thickest, I stuck out my tongue and licked once.
Slurp.
What hit my tongue tip was the rough, dry taste of fabric. I frowned in disappointment.
Gross. How could something that smelled this good taste so weird? Unpleasant. Annoying.
I closed my eyes and let out a small sigh of frustration — and then came a soft rustling sound, and a scent so intoxicating it made the previous one look pathetic flooded my nose.
...I couldn't hold back. Just one more lick. Maybe this time would be different.
With the same anticipation as a kid opening a Christmas present, I kept my eyes shut and carefully licked the source of the smell.
Slurp. Once.
Lick. Twice.
Slurp. Three times.
Unlike the first try, the source now tasted better than any food I'd ever eaten, and curiosity finally made me open my eyes.
And then—
"What... is this?"
I was face-to-face with Hyeok-jin's enormous, fully hardened cock.
What had I just been doing? That thing I'd been so eagerly licking — that was Hyeok-jin's dick?
The unbelievable reality of having licked my childhood friend's cock sent a brief wave of self-loathing through me — and then I remembered the one fact I'd been conveniently forgetting.
Right. I was under an incubus's curse right now. Bewitched into a lust-soaked monster. I couldn't help it. So to properly break free of this state... doing a little more of this shouldn't be a problem.
The second I reaffirmed that I was under the incubus's spell, that thick, intoxicating scent hit my nose again — and this time, instead of licking the shaft, I chose to—
"Haaahp."
—swallow it whole.
Why? No idea. Maybe I just wanted to take something delicious all the way in and really savor the flavor. Whatever the reason, nothing else mattered now. The most important fact in the world was that my mouth currently held a meat stick tastier than any food on earth.
Slurp.
I rolled my tongue in a full circle around the middle of the shaft.
Sluuurp.
I carefully gripped the cock that wouldn't even fit in one hand and sucked hard, like drinking through a straw.
And next — just a little deeper...
Schluuurp♡
"Kh...!"
I sucked him up the way you'd work a popsicle, and Hyeok-jin let out a filthy moan. And then—
Thump.
...Huh?
Just as I was about to keep going, his pot-lid-sized hand carefully cupped the back of my head. In a voice thick with guilt, Hyeok-jin said:
"Sorry. If this keeps up, I'm gonna lose it first. So I'll finish as fast as I can."
His words hit me like a bolt from the blue, and I shook my head hard with my eyes, trying to refuse. No — don't finish fast. Why would you finish fast? I wanted to savor this heavenly stretch of time a little longer.
I tried to say it out loud, but that massive shaft had already completely sealed my upper mouth. All I could do was go mmph-mmph like a mute, unable to properly refuse.
And Hyeok-jin, apparently taking my muffled noises as consent rather than rejection—
Thrust.
"Mmph?!"
—launched straight into a violent piston motion with zero warning.
Schlick! Schluurp! Schwaap!
"Mmph! Nngh?! Hnnh♡"
His cock drove past my mouth and plugged the back of my throat. While I was drowning in the intoxicating scent of that shaft filling me from lips to throat, Hyeok-jin only sped up, ravaging my mouth harder.
Thrust.
When the cock pushed in, I let it enter without resistance. From throat to mouth, I needed to taste every bit of this magnificent flavor.
Sluuurp!
And when it tried to pull out, I sucked hard to keep it from leaving. That way I could hold onto the ecstasy a little longer.
Matching the steadily accelerating pistoning, I took Hyeok-jin's massive cock into my mouth over and over, sucking and releasing. Then the shaft began to twitch — close to climax — and swelled even larger, until breathing itself became difficult.
Strangely, the harder it got to breathe, the greater the pleasure grew, and I sucked even harder in response.
"Nnngh... sluuurp..."
Hyeok-jin panted and moaned like he was right on the edge. His whole body shuddered once — then he buried that fully erect cock deep in my throat and started pouring out his white essence.
Spurt! Spurtt! Spurt!
"Gulp... gulp... keh... khh..."
Startled by the sudden flood of semen, I coughed and instinctively yanked my face free — and ended up covered, body and face, in a thick coating of his cum.
...Sticky and gross.
But it felt good.
"Bleh—♡"
I stuck out my tongue at the mirror and saw a lewd little fox absolutely glazed in semen. So this was how terrifying an incubus's curse really was. I'd already looked pretty slutty before, but now I looked even worse. Hehe...
Giggling stupidly, I flopped onto my back despite the sticky mess and started checking over my body. Eating something delicious had refilled the vitality I'd been missing. The fog that had clouded my head like storm clouds seemed to have cleared, too.
But at the same time—
"Oh... fuck."
Every scrap of common sense that had briefly been rewritten — every self-justification I'd made — came flooding back.
...What the hell did I just do?
I sucked that bastard's dick? And I did it like my life depended on it?
Haha. Bullshit. This had to be a dream. No matter how sex-crazed I'd gotten, there was no way I'd pull something that deranged on him.
"AAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I screamed under the crushing weight of self-loathing and shame and looked up at my ball-buddy. He wore a sage-like little smile as he opened his mouth.
"It's fine. It's a female's instinct. Stuff like that happens."
"Bullshit... My body's female, but my mind is still male, okay? This self-loathing is fucking killing me... Goddammit."
I spat curses and shook my head like a madwoman. He came over with a pitying look and chopped the back of my neck with the edge of his hand.
"Go to sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up."