18+ Corruption of Champions - Demon Factory/Succubus

(NOTE: Adult Content. Text out of Corruption of Champions.)
[Go Demon]
Advancing slowly, the succubus gives you a hungry look. She extends a hand, allowing her fingers to lengthen into razor-sharp claws. With a single expert slash, she cuts away everything holding together your comfortable clothes. They fall into a discarded pile, already forgotten as your fuck-hole grows wet and ready, practically juicing itself as the demoness' hand caresses your inner thigh. She teases, “Oh my! You’re so wet and ready and I haven’t even touched your moist little cum-receptacle. You’re a slut aren’t you? Who else would be so turned on by the idea of cumming until all your humanity drips out?”

The words make you blush hard, shaming you and stoking the growing fire between your legs. You know two things for certain: she’s right and you’re more turned on that ever. You don’t resist as the demoness easily lifts you up, setting you down on a table with your legs spread. “There,” she comments, “now your juicy snatch is on display, just like you’ve always wanted.”

She effortlessly swings her lissomelegs onto the table as she pulls herself up, mounting you as a man might. You can feel waves of heat rolling off her sex, bathing your own slit in her warmth. Your considerable button pushes free, nuzzling against her hairless cunt and slipping inside, as if drawn in by its desire. She openly moans, and begins rocking on top of you. You gasp in delight as she rides your substantial rapaciousclitty, fucking and grinding against it. In no time flat you feel your climax building. Your pussy quivers and grows wetter in anticipation. Tugging on your aching nipples and aching for release, you squirm under your demonic mistress, smashing your muff against her in a lewd attempt to find your orgasm. It does not happen, and you moan in disappointment as the pleasure continues to build, oblivious to your desire for orgasm.

“Have you hit it yet?” the succubus asks as she rocks on top of you, “I’ve placed a block inside you. Don’t worry, it’s temporary, it’ll only stop you from orgasming for a few days...”

You moan pitifully, begging for her to remove it and allow you to cum.

“Oh I can’t remove it,” she says, “The only way you’ll be rid of it with any sort of certainty is to melt through it with something stronger. Something, like, oh I don’t know, the focused remains of your soul and humanity. Now you think on that while I grind away any remaining doubts you might have.”

The beautiful succubus on top of you picks up the pace, grinding harder against your cooter and substantial bitch-pleasure-buzzer, pushing you beyond anything you’ve ever felt before. She leans down over you, licking her lips to reveal an inhumanly long tongue. It snakes down, curving around you flat breasts before it arches up to flick a nipple. You gasp as it curls around each of your perky nipples in turn, tugging them lewdly.

She fucks you like that for hours, until the table collapses under the pair of you and dumps you both on the floor. More than anything you find yourself craving release, and over time you cave in further and further to the need. You start to feel the block weakening, melting, and eroding. Your life has been distilled down into this one moment, this one desire, and this need for release. The block shatters, melting away under the force of your need as you explosively orgasm.

Sparkling pink fluid splatters between the two of you as you cum, squirting hard for the first time. The succubus throws back her head and lets loose a moan of ecstasy, her entire body shivering with your own as both of your heads fill with fireworks of pleasure. Nervelessly, she rolls off of you, her tail contracting hard around your leg while the two of you share the moment.

The succubus interrupts your delight by recovering far faster than you, rolling up to a standing position and watching something between your legs. You prop yourself up on your elbows to see what the fuss is about. Between your legs something curious is happening – a trickle of pinkish fluid is still escaping your nethers, rolling towards a rapidly expanding pool, along with every other drop of the pink goop. Before your very eyes the pool grows until every drop of pink fluid has collected together, and it grows upwards, solidifying into a sparkling crystalline shape.

Before you can react, she grasps the newly-formed lethicite and noisily begins eating it, her eyes glowing with newfound power. Watching her makes you more than a little jealous and angry with yourself. You should’ve taken the lethicite and gained its power! No use fretting about it, you can still fuck this succubus for a few hours before you go out in search of your own victims...

Now a full-fledged demon, you leave the factory, setting off on your own. Over the next year you capture many foolish mortals, and even convince more than a few of them to give up their souls. With your rapid gain in power, it’s easy to rise in the demonic ranks, and in no time flat your power far exceeds that of the succubus that 'turned' you. You live in luxury, surrounded by a harem of slaves, waiting in your camp for the next victim to step through...


[Het Hooked up]
The blue skinned seductress steps forward and wraps her arms around you, pulling your head down and crushing it into her heavenly breasts as she speaks, “My my, aren’t you the kinky little play-toy. Let’s get you hooked up.”

She catches you off-guard, lifting your feet off the ground. You realize she has somehow grown taller. You stretch to see what’s going on, but have no leverage to pry your face from the smooth globes of flesh that smother you. Vaguely, the click-clack of heels reaches you through the walls of flesh. You’re being moved deeper into the facility. A creaky door opens, allowing you to hear the loud humming of machinery, mixed with what sounds like desperate sexual moans.

Abruptly you are pulled free from the succubus' fleshy prison and bodily thrown into padded restraints. Blinded by the sudden onslaught of light, you blink away tears as restraints are placed securely around your wrists. Warm lips press against your own as a foreign tongue penetrates your lips, mouth-raping you. It tastes of sweet exotic spices, like nothing you’ve ever had before. Helpless to do anything but return the kiss, you respond, sliding your tongue along the slippery sweetness of your captor’s. You risk opening your eyes and see your inhuman captor to be enjoying the kiss every bit as much as you.

In no time flat your blood begins to burn hot with the fires of unnatural lust. Your pierced nipples begin prodding painfully against your comfortable clothes, every touch serving to make them harder and more erect. A wave of pleasure erupts from between your legs as your considerable clitty pops free. You squeeze your legs tightly together, hungry for the additional sensations. Squishing wetly, your bottoms become soggy with the flood of fluids leaking from your slick twat. Your legs spread apart on their own, begging for any kind of intrusion.

No longer caring about modesty, etiquette, or even your own safety, you squirm against your bindings, lewdly putting on a display for your captor as you suck her tongue as if your life depended on it. She breaks the kiss with a smile, “I told you I’d make sure it was pleasurable. Now you sit tight while I get you hooked up, and we’ll have you cumming what’s left of your brains out in no time,” she promises.

The succubus pushes a button on the wall, and a number of strange looking suction tubes and hoses drop down from above you. Moving with practiced efficiency, she hooks a pair of hoses to your breasts, and a vacuum pump to your clit. At first there is only a gentle suction, you assume in order to keep them in place. Unfinished, your captor places something large and hollow against your backdoor and an ever larger dildo against your slick cunt. It seems to pulse and wiggle with a life of its own rubbing the bumps of it’s lumpy head against your lips. You swoon as you hear the solid click of a button being pushed, and all at once all devices attached to you leap to life.

The beautiful seductress that bound you giggles and says, “Oh it only gets better baby,” as she pushes another button. You see a number of needles lower from the equipment above. Two pause at chest height. Faded parchment labels on the tubes mark them as “Gro+". You spot the same markings on at least some the hoses gathering around your groin. A few are marked with different labels, but you cannot make out the demonic script. As one, the hoses rear back, then plunge forward, burying themselves into your supple flesh and injecting their drugged payload into your body. It hurts at first, but the drugs fog your mind, blocking the pain with pulsing waves of desire. You begin cumming as your body erupts with artificial pleasure.

The suction pulls squirt after squirt of milk from your breasts as your flat breasts start to grow, swelling heavier as they enlarge to produce more milk. You squeal with delight as your nipples turn black, tainted by corruptive chemicals that are slowly dripped into you. Clenching tightly, your slick cunt squeezes tightly on it’s intruder as it’s repeatedly violated by the machines.

The world around you disappears, leaving you alone with the drug-enhanced sensations assaulting your body. In truth, you don’t want it to end. You find yourself wishing it would never end, and no doubt the equipment you’re hooked in to will see to that.

Later on, in a moment of clarity, you look around and realize you aren’t alone. In rows alongside you are a large number of other captives, every single one endowed with freakishly sized breasts, and nearly all gifted with throbbing demonic dicks. Some small analytical part of you notes that the farther down the line they are, the older and larger they have become. You look down and see your own massive tits, shiny tainted nipples still pumping out streams of milk. The huge throbbing demon-cock between your legs begins to get hard as the machines crank back up, filling you full of happy horniness.