TSSCPWLMA Chapter 6

TSSCPWLMA
Chapter 6
It Always Works


	“I've got you now 'hero'!” The Wurm sneered as she tighten her coils around the young maiden.

	“Unhand her you fowl creature! Or I will deliver due justice upon you!”

	“Strike me and you risk harming this innocent. Who are you going to listen to hero, your heart or your lord's orders?”

	“Bastard creature! I would never betray my king!”

	“So then.” She responded, caressing alien and sublime pleasures. Clenching her legs together and squeezing her eyes shut.
her captives crotch with her claw. The woman shamelessly tried to struggle against the
	“You're just going to have to watch as I violate her right before your eyes!”

	“And that's a rap people! You're free to go once the set is clear.”

	Haley set me down, taking great care in making sure I was breathing correctly.

	“Nelly would have to double suffocated if that went on Charles!”

	“Oh? And why's that Haley?”

	“Nellie's corset is very tight! Hugs are even tighter!”

	“You do know I can only suffocate once right?” I interjected, trying to bring some semblance of sense back to the discussion.

	“Nuh-uh!”

	How could someone so dull act so well? For a good month now I’d been participating in drama club and more and more I encountered people like Haley who under the spotlight was a sophisticated villains, but a bumbling fool anywhere else. It puzzles me how anyone could find that cute.

	“Neil, could I have a word?”

	“Sure Charles, whats up?”

	“You're frustrated aren't you?”

	Everybody stopped, dropped what they were doing, and starred in our direction. Fucking Charles, had to cut straight to the point didn't he?

	“Kind of?”

	“Haley, out of the 12 times we've rehearsed this scene, how many times did Neil have an full-blow erection?”

	“Ten!”

	Holy shit. I have no words.

	“For the sake of the performance Neil, go lay that fox who's taken to living with you.”

	Mary, my three-tailed, former child-hood friend who's been living with me for a couple of weeks now, is an absolute tease. At first I just thought she was scheming or some shit so I avoided her flirty looks and skirt flips.

	But She gave up all poise last week when she decided my house was a clothing free zone and that every surface in my room was a sex toy. The only way she could be sending any more signals is if she put up a sign that said 'fuck me' and I'm almost certain they make those.

	Of course I don't want any part of that crazy pie. That is, if I was getting some at school, which I wasn't. Turns out being in an after school club omitted me from any rape-shenanigans and my introvert attitude basically meant I wasn't getting any anywhere else. Or was she spreading her scent on me? Maybe that's why everyone knows where the new girl is living.

	“What's the problem Neilly? You need, she want's, it's simple.” Haley stated, looking triumphant.

	“I do want, but what I want is not what she wants and furthermore she's played nasty tricks on me in the past. So I don't trust.”

	“Then play nasty trick! Make her want your want!”

	Now I know I have problems when the Wurm is thinking clearer then I am. Guess it couldn't hurt to put some of my own schemes into action.

	“I guess you're right I’ll get righKYAHHAHA.”

	Two freezing hands slipped into the cleavage of my dress and Groped onto my bare chest.

	“Wow, he even screams like a girl.”

	Tea slipped her icy hands back out in a slow fashion, trying to hit all my sensitive spots and stripping pulling off my top to boot. I feel to my knees and clutched my shoulders feeling violated.

	“You can't do that, Neil is the drama club's bitch!” Charles yelled, pulling me back on my feet.

	“Yea! No matter how I look at it, he's our piece of meat!” Sasha, the Cheserie prop director shouted, grasping my crotch in a furry paw.

	“We chose him out of many applicants because he has the body, the talent, and the attitude to be our number one prostitute!” Lemmy, the casting director declared, wrapping a big, black arm around my neck.

	“Neilly is good for hugs!” Haley snuck her tail up my legs and found an odd hold onto one of my legs.

	“Aww, guys, I'm touched. Quite literally.”

	“Shut up hoe!” Charles gave me the best pimp slap of my life.

	“Now, if you'd kindly tell us what it is the student council is doing here.”

	Tea stood a little taller in an attempt to meet the towering, gay, glorious aura that was Charles.

	“That's a bit brash, considering you live by the good graces of Lily.”

	“She prefers I be frank with her. Now, is she going to send her number one bitch to deal with me? Or is the good queen gonna come down herself?”

	Venom was exploding between these two. Only one man could defuse this tension.

	“Hey fellas, no need to fret. We all go to the same school, we can be civil amongst ourselves.”

	Izzy took a stand between the two fearsome individuals. His smile told a story. One were he abolishes the toxicity from the room and we bask in his Gandhilicious glory.

	“Oh thank god you're here Izzy. I thought we were about to go to war.”

	“Hey Neil good to see ya a little...”

	Lemmy, Sasha, and Haley all squeezed a little tighter on their respective holds, shooting daggers at Izzy. Sasha made especially sure to group my man hood a couple of times.

	“...Tied up.”

	“Okay, your cute peace making companion has won me over. I'll be civil.” Charles instantly switched his stance and un-crossed his arms. Letting an aura of good faith flow from his body.

	“Lily was sick today and we had to hold a meeting without her. We need someone to deliver the minutes.”

	“Sounds like a task for a courier, not a production team.”

	“Could you please find someone? Me and Izzy have to...deal with something.”

	“You know, I do have someone. Neil? If you'd be so kind as to deliver these.”

	“Oh no, I’m not going into the nest of evil for some bureaucratic nonsense.”

	Going into a succubus house while backed-up seemed like a recipe for rape. Oh god, that's exactly what he want's isn't it?

	“Neil either you go, or I have Sasha publicly jack you off right now in woman’s clothing and then the highest bidder gets to do whatever she please with you.”

	“T-t-that's my fetish?”

	“Look if there's gonna be a problem, we can deliver ourselves, it just sort of an inconvenience.” Tea turned back to Izzy looking dejected.

	“Oh for heavens sakes.” I spoke up, tearing myself from the three-man hold.

	“Subtlety died on a negotiation table centuries ago. If you two needed 'alone-time' then you should have just started with that.” Taking the papers form tea's hand, I made my way to the dressing room.

	I'm a sucker for the Bro-code.

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	Lily's 'house' looked more like a castle. It would, considering it was bought and renovated off of the previous tenant, a vampire with an inferiority complex.

	I knocked on the huge, Victorian door.

	And then I knocked again.

	And again.

	Once more because doorbells are fucking stupid.

	Finally, the door opened and a blue-skinned succubus wearing torn off jeans and an immodest tee-shirt was on the other side. Her waist gave off the slight impression of abs and her arms looked to be a hair stronger then the normal woman. Tronned, but not ripped. Nice.

	“Ohohoho, a school boy. Are you here for Lily or were you looking for something a little more-”

	Leaning down she shook her upper body. Letting her un-kept cleavage sway in the wind.

	I'm not even going to pretend I’m fazed by those jiggling orbs.

	“Sorry, I'm here to see Lily. I'm Neil, one of her peers. Are you perhaps her older sister?”

	I extended my hand, inviting her into a platonic shake. She took it and squeezed sensually. Leave it up to a succubus to make the most subtle gestures feel dirty.

	“I'm Helen, Lily's older sister. Come right on in, I’ll show you around.”

	Helen strung me along like a suit case. Y'know, it's because of these types of woman that so many men end up in the kitchen these days.

	“First, I’ll show you the kitchen!

	Fuck.

	“This is our lovely kitchen were we cook all of our meals together as one big happy family.” She declared with a little twirl.

	“And this-” she rested herself at what I first thought to be a creative statue, but apparently it was a young man repairing a watch.

	“-Is my brother, he's a little on the special side.”

	“My autism makes me about as special as those saggy bags attached to your chest.

	“HEY!”

	“Hey stranger, don't mind me if I don't actually look at you, probably wouldn’t make much of a difference conversation wise anyway. My name's Terry and I’m dissecting this watch.”

	“Hi Terry, I’m Neil and I'd like to go deliver these some papers to Lily, might you direct me to her room?”

	“Yea, up the stairs and it'll will be the door on your right.”

	“You're a good man Terry.”

	“I know.”

	“Hey don't think you can just leave at the beginning of your tour Neil.”

	Before she could give chase, Terry wrapped her in a hug.

	“What are you doing?!”

	“It's been two hours since I last got a hug. I'm hug-starved, I got a fever and the only cure is an embrace from something faker then a hug box. Your cleavage of course.”

	“I'm going to rape you.”

	“I'm going to tickle that soft belly of yours until you have the most uncomfortable orgasm of your life.”

	I escaped in the chaos.

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	I wanted to walk into Lily's room all cool and unaware, but instead I had rushed in, slammed the door, and barred myself against it.

	“Having fun with my family? Don't worry, the door's reinforced.”

	Recovering from my near-heart attack, I noticed Lily's room looked gigantic and empty. Really empty. There was just a simple bed, a small desk, a table, and what seemed to be a door to a closet in the corner. The wall paper was the real show. It depicted what seemed to be a history of the first war, the one humanity fought with the feral man-eating monsters before the demon queen rose to throne. I couldn’t help but be captivated by the colorful depictions as I made my way to her bedside.

	“Those two seem to get along swimmingly.” I remarked, pulling myself away from the wallpaper.

	“The house is at peace as long as those two aren’t withholding sex.”

	“Terry can do that?”

	“Terry lives for it. When I was just a little girl I would see them quarreling all the time. Of course Helen had the upper-hand in those awkward teenage years, but then Terry discovered psychological torture, a laptop, and a rubber chicken. The rest is history.”

	I can respect a man who uses such devices with a hint of a ludicrousness. One question burned in my brain though.

	“So, you guys all blood-related or what.”

	“Could you be any more blunt?”

	“I've learned from the best.”

	“Yes, I was just born a Lilam and my sister a regular succubus and no, I haven't screwed my biological brother.
	Where does she get laid exactly? The mystery deepens.

	“Tea asked me to bring you this fine heap of documentation.”

	“And you just agreed to?”

	“I did it for the Code of Brotherhood.”

	“Tea's a woman.”

	“She's an acquaintance.”

	“That's like trying to stick a dime in a penny smasher.”

	“Are you going to continue to mock me or can you take these so I can leave.”

	“Read them to me.”

	“Are you serious?”

	“Yes.”

	“Fine, would you like to start with the document marked Ab-120, or the student quandaries?”

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	“So in conclusion, please change the cafeteria menu say that there are no phallic objects or I'm going to set fire to there gas tanks.”

	Hours later we'd finally finished reading though all this shit. Even Lily had struggled to maintain her composure. Drifting off to sleep during some parts and stifling laughter during others. I can understand why she wanted me to read those aloud now.

	“Now I’ve entertained and educated you. Can I go?”

	A long sigh escaped lily and her quint smile turned into a small frown. She really did look like a bit of a princess in that white gown laying in that humongous bed. Princesses didn't have horns, wings, and a tail of course, but her's were all stained white so they fit the decor nicely.

	“Tell me,” She began to utter, as she laid herself down.

	“Why are men so reluctant?”

	“Exhibit A.” I pointed to the requests.

	“Good point, but what about you?”

	“I had a traumatic experience in elementary school that destroyed my life.”

	“Do you really think I’ll buy that?”

	“Okay fine, you want the real story? I consider every relationship to be a risk. Meeting new people and developing ties with them is like casting dice, sometimes you get screwed. I like to think I'm the smart guy, who only makes a few well-placed bets.”

	“Delusional and depressing. I don't know why I expected anything different.”

	“Teenagers ARE just children with sex drives.”

	“And your needs? You stink of want right now.”

	“I've been rigging a deck. So can I leave now?”

	“Leave 'Exhibit A' over here.” Lily commanded as she patted the side of her bed.

	I heaved the large stack up to her side and set them down. In that moment she grappled me and pulled me down with her.

	Classic trap-door spider technique. I'm such a fool for not seeing this coming.

	“What are you doing?!”I protested, trying to escape from her iron grip.

	“A little reward for reading me all that drivel.” Lily Whispered softy into my ear.

	Her expression had gone from composed to crazy. Thinking about it now she was supposed to be bed-ridden for a reason. Is this what happens when succubi get sick? If that's the case...

	Putting my hands forward, I pushed her down on the bed.

	“You're sick.”

	She seemed almost hurt at that comment.

	“No You're ill, dis-eased, not well. You shouldn’t be up and about like this”

	Breaking the her hold, I quickly located the bathroom and picked up a couple of dry towels off the rack and a washcloth. After soaking the washcloth, I returned to Lily's bedside.

	“Relax.” I said as I dried her face and arms of sweat and then applied the wet washcloth to her forehead.

	“I'll ask if one of your siblings could come up here later to change that and check up on you. In the meantime you should get some actual rest.”

	“Why are you acting so...motherly?”

	I let out a deep sigh. Do I really seem to be the inconsiderate type? I know I just went on that whole stint about relationships being gambles but I wouldn’t leave a dying man on the side of the road or anything.

	“You're cute when you're helpless. I could hardly help myself.”

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	I came back down the stairs to the two siblings chilling on the coach seemingly aloof to the chaos that took place hours before hand. I guess you learn to pick up fast in this kind of household.

	Noticing me, Terry cut straight to the chase.

	“So you two were up there together for awhile, did anything happen?”

	“Yea.” Helen navigated her way behind me and put me into a headlock to prevent escape.

	“Don't leave out any details tell us all of it.”

	“I read though the minutes of the student council meeting, went over some student requests, put a towel on her head, and left.”

	“So nothing?”

	“Yea pretty much.”

	Terry rolled his eyes and shot words at Helen.

	“Pay up woman.”

	“Every fucking time.”

	Helen threw a wad of bills Terry's way. Terry whistled as he counted his winnings.

	“Wait...” Helen interrupted in a suspicious tone.

	“she didn't try anything, did she?”

	“Well she kinda pulled me down, but I think it was the fever talking.”

	“OH GOD NO!” Helen screamed, pulling my head even deep into her chest.

	“NOT AGAIN! WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!” Terry yelled, tearing off his shirt in a pure rage.

	“What exactly are you two so 'torn' up about” a healthy succubus commented as entered the room.

	“MOM! THIS JERK BLUE-BALLED OUR SISTER!” Helen screamed. Accusingly.

	“Oh, dear. I think I’m going to faint.”

	As if on cue, her husband came out to catch her falling form.

	“NOOOOOO!!! WHAT DID THIS TO MY WIFE!”

	“HIM!” both of the siblings point to me.

	“Okay, this is beyond my grasp.”

	“BUT OUR SISTER WASN'T YOU BASTARD.”

	Nope, no more of this, I’m done. I'm so done. I am going to go home and screw the every living lights out of my former nemesis, cuddle my sister, and eat my mothers cooking. IN THAT EXACT ORDER.

	With one strong push I freed myself from the succubi's pillowly prison and made for the one thing that could guarantee my escape.

	The window.

	Throwing my back-pack with all my strength I flung it toward the finely crafted piece of glass-ware and let out a war cry.

	“DEFENISTRATION!”

	Though the window I flew and landed in a roll before I shot off like a bullet into the streets. But not without drawing the pursuit of Terry and Helen, one of which had taken to the air.

	I couldn't shake these guys alone, not on their own turf. Man, if only I had another window.

	“You get that no-tail!”

	I stopped and there she was. That fucking dragon woman who'd shouted at me for 'jay-walking' before and her house right behind her and the forest behind that. I could use the same trick twice.

	I glared at her and then ran straight for a window on the side of her home. Her expression changed from dominance to sheer terror as I destroyed another window.

	“DEFEENISTRATION!”

	I rolled into the house and made way for another window on the other side of the room.

	“ACT TWO!”

	And I threw myself though that window, rolling onto the ground beneath it and making a beeline for the woods. Can't fly though these trees and you can't run here unless you've trained like I have.

	I made a clean getaway.