It was just easy morning as I finally reached my destination, the sun having just risen over the horizon as my eyes stayed train on the cottage before me. I had been tracking this bounty for a few days now, having gone from town to town searching for clues until I was finally lead to this cottage deep in the abandoned forests. People hadn’t been here for centuries, mostly due to just people believing in old tales of horror that went on here but that simply worked to your advantage. I check my equipment to make sure everything is properly secured and easy to obtain, not wanting any chances since I would be going up against magic. I had no charms or amulets to protect me so I would just have to try my best not to get hit, though it wasn’t the first time I’ve been out into such a predicament. “Time to earn my living.” I mutter quietly to myself, pulling the dagger strapped to my boot out and twirling it in my hand before I grip it tight. My footsteps silent as I slowly make my way to your cottage, trying to watch out for any traps or alarms that might be placed.
For such a handsome reward, it's pretty surprising that the cottage and the trees around you don't all become sentient and swarm you when you get within proximity of my lair. But that's because it was unnecessary. Given how attuned a succubus was to the erotic energies around her, I could sense your libido far before you stepped into the clearing. As such, I quickly prepare for your arrival-- the central space of the cottage is cleared out, my thick, indigo robe is dusted, and its hood is unsuccessfully pulled over the two horns sprouting from my scalp. By the time you'd try to open the door, I'd be sitting on my alchemy bench. Palms open and exhibiting an ethereal, magical glow. "Welcome, weary traveler~..." I coo as you step inside. "Is there anything you need?"
I didn’t like how quiet it was, the fact that I hadn’t been attacked or swarmed yet gave me quite the unnerving feeling. Either they were powerful enough that they needn’t depend on it, or they were an overconfident fool that would make this easy. As much as I was hoping for the latter, my time as a bounty hunter taught me better than that. My cloak danced in the wind as I opened the door, my eyes quickly scanning the room for any surprises before they land on you. “We both know what I’m here for.” I state simply as I take a step into the cabin, making sure not to get too deep into the building in case I need a quick exit.
I lift the burden of that decision from your shoulders with a flick of my index finger, which sends the door slamming shut behind you. "I suppose we do...though I'd have hoped they'd send someone more capable looking." I muse, releasing a giggle that's way too out of pitch to come out of a human's mouth. "I assure you that whoever put you up to this was simply trying to get rid of you. Even if you succeed, against all odds, you won't receive your payment, sweetheart~..."
“It isn’t the first time that I’ve dealt with your kind and today will not be the last.” I say as I pace to the side a bit, my exit now blocked as I was forced to fight you. I knew I would need everything I have to take you down, just hoping that today wouldn’t be the end of me. I grab a throwing knife from behind me and throw it in your direction as you finish your sentence, the blade whistling through the air as it flies between both your horns to pin the hood over your head to the wall behind you. The blade hitting with a thud as most the blade was buried into the wood behind you. Another one was then thrown, this one landing between your legs to pin your robe there as well. It wouldn’t stop you, but it might just slow you down if only for a second.
Since you were either deliberately trying to catch me alive or were just really, really bad at throwing knives, I take it easy on you. Rather than prioritizing my survival and immolating you, I make a show of power by confidently striding forward, the pinned robe gracefully flowing off of my body and revealing my nude form. I was unmistakably a succubus-- the horns, the massive rack, the voluptuous thighs, the purple skin, the heart-shaped ass, the spade-tipped tail above it...I was a demon. And a damn good-looking one at that. My counter attack displays the same restraint you showed, in that it only seeks to incapacitate you. It's a glowing, ethereal, purple bolt of magical energy that decks you in the chest with a blinding speed and fills your body with debilitating arousal that begins to seep into your mind, making it hard to concentrate on anything than the tight, puffy cunt nestled between my legs.
“Damn..” I mutter under my breath when you just simple rise from your seat to make your way towards you. Honestly, I couldn’t lie. You had to have been the most beautiful being that I had ever seen, but you were my enemy and must be treated as such. I try to move out of the way of the spell but it was much too fast for me, knocking me back against the heavy wooden door with a crash. I slide down the door as I clutch my chest in pain before my whole body starts to burn with need. The pace of my breathing quickly climbing the closer you got to, my cock now rapidly stiffening in my trousers to the point that it was so hard it hurt. Only a second later your keen eyes could already spot where the precum was begininning to stain at my tip. I felt lightheaded as you continued to stride towards me, every inch of you seeming all the more inviting and desirable, just merely looking at you matching my body ache with need. This was bad and I would need to do something if I wanted to make it out of this alive. I grab a smoke bomb from my pouch, throwing the small clay pot down before a cloud of smoke was now surrounding us.
It seems to have some effect on me, as the sound of the demonic claws at the end of my toes was no longer audible against the wooden paneling of the cabin...in fact...nothing was. Just your own coughing. It takes a while for the smoke to seep out through the tiny crevices of the shack, but as it starts to clear up, you could get a better view of what was going on: seemingly bored of you, I went back over to my alchemy bench to peruse the tome that was open over it...and I just /happen/ to be perfectly bent over the table's edge, my irresistible ass and drooling, warm cunt on full display as my hips stick out into the air. Despite my cavalier attiude, my tail betrays my true intentions as it wiggles enticingly over my sex, awaiting your decision.
I slowly got up as the smoke started to clear, still finding it so hard to think as lust continued to cloud my mind and body. It was becoming harder to really remember why I was here, trying to remember before the smoke fully cleared and my eyes caught site of something that seemed to need my attention. My mouth was watering at the sight of your slit on display for me, your juices dripping onto the floor and having spread to your thighs as well. Your tail seeming to flick about andcat h the attention of my eyes to lead it back to your glorious pussy anytime my eyes dared to move away. The sounds of my foot steps got closer and closer as the only thing I could think about was filling that womb of yours with as much of my seed as possible. I was soon just inches behind you, your focus seeming to still be on the book as I started to hastily fumble with my trousers, my body shaking with pure desire so bad that I was actually having trouble.
"That's what I thought, sweetie." I complacently mutter as I flip to another page, my eyes lazily scanning over it. "I've lost quite a bit of power casting on you, so /do/ make sure to stuff me back woth it, mm~?" I coo as I impatiently wait for you to get back to work. So impatiently in fact, that my perfect derriere begins swaying side to side in rhythm with my tail, which allows me to continue musing outloud instead of trying to seduce you: "You know, if you're a mercenary and you've no ties, I might have to keep you around~... "
I sigh out as I finally get my trousers undone and push them down around my ankles, my cockhead purple with need as my tip was covered in precum. My cock had never been this hard in my life, almost looking swollen as just gripping it with my hands sends waves of pleasure through me. “Oh god..” I moan out at the sensation, having to grip your hips in order to steady myself. Despite my body aching and screaming with lust, I couldn’t help but stop for a few seconds to admire the sight of you before me. You were an absolute masterpiece and I was about to see just how good a succubus’ cunt could be. I line my cock up with your dripping hole, slowly but surely pushing all eight inches of my swollen cock into your vice grip of a cunt.
And with the kind of treatment it gives you, it's hard to stay conscious, let alone sane. Its texture is unique and unlike a woman's-- each bit of the warm, wet alls within acts as if sentient, each contracting and stretching to rub your throbbing shaft with what feels like a thousand little feelers. And despite your impressive size, I remain composed and only release a nice, quiet grunt. "Yes, I can feel your virility~...you'll make excellent breeding stock~..." I coo with a saccharine tone, pushing my hips back against you and allowing my tail to reach down to your sack, caressing your heavy balls. "You can feel it, can't you Ethan?" I ask, abusing the lustful, magical connection between your mind and my own. "I'm fertile~...ready~...don't you just want to finish in me, mm~? To fulfil your manly duty and rut me like an animal~?"
My eye lids flutter and eyes roll back in pure ecstasy as my knees nearly buckle, though with how tight your walls were gripping me I wouldn’t be surprised if you could hold me up with that alone. My breathing was ragged as I could barely speak, incoherent mumble coming from my mouth as I grind my cock into you. “F-fuck..” I finally get past my lips, the only word able to be made out between the rest of my rambling. I was gripping you tight, pulling your body against mine as I try to get my cock even deeper, pushing hard agaisnt your ass my toes curl. “I-I’m..” I whimper out, trying to warn you but you knew what was about to happen, my cock twitching desperately as my orgasm crashed down upon me, unable to hold back as I release rope after rope of my thick, potent cum into your demonic womb.
This is enough to distract me from my reading-h the book closes, my back arches, I let out a long, pleased growl, and my hot, inner walls squeeze your dong tight so as to properly milk it to the last drop and not let a single bit go to waste. Only once you're done trembling and convulsing from the best orgasm of your life, does my snatch release your fuckstick. Despite my best efforts, rivulet of pearly white jism streams from my sex, but I don't seem to mind too much as I stand up straight and turn around to face you...and while my hands were fqintly glowing with energy before, they look like two purple torches now. "Such a good boy~..." I mutter as I confidently caress your cheek with one finger. "Were I to allow it, that load of yours would surely take hold within me~...and you? How are you feeling, mm~?"
(*reading-- )
I let out a whimper as I feel your walls clamp down on my cock, feeling your walls pull from base to tip to get every little drop of my potent cum inside you. I was panting hard as you finally let go of me, taking a few wobbly steps backwards as I revel in the sight of my seed leaking from your ironically heavenly hole. My eyes meet yours as you turn to face me, half lidded and struggling to keep them open as you caress my cheek. It was rather obvious I was weak, though your cunt was best at doing just that. “I can go again..” I say between breaths, struggling to stand or think but I only wanted to feel that pleasure again.
"Mm, can you?" I ask with a smug tone, confidently reaching down between your legs. Despite the razor-sharp claws mounted where my fingernails would be, you're left completely unscathed and they feel as soft as velvet. The low humming sound and the light glow confirm what I was doing: as I jerk you off, you cqn feel energy coming back to your body. Your bitch-breaker stiffens again and a blistering heat surges through your loins and into your nuts, sending them into an overdrive of semen production. But before you can focus on the sensation too much, I open my mouth again to speak: "...I don't think you /want/ it. Remember when you were throwing knives at me and attempting to capture me? i can /clearly/ tell you're not interested in sex, darling~..." I goad as I fill your body with the same mind-numbing arousal as before and egg you on to tell me what you truly desire.
“Ahh, fuck..” I sigh as your hand grips my soft cock, even your hand feeling better than a woman’s pussy. You were in a league of your own and no one could touch you, something that I was sure I would truly find out as time progressed. I watch in fascination as you stream your magical energy directly into me, my cock swiftly reaching its swollen state again as you fill my mind and body with all numbing need, my desires being the only thing that can even get close to crossing my mind. “No, please!” I beg as your fingers make me almost pull away due to just how stimulating it is, my cock incredibly sensitive after that earth shattering orgasm you have me. “I-I’m sorry, I promise I’ll be good. I want to fuck and fill you cunt with load after load of my cum. I want to rut my seed into you any and every day, giving you and only you my seed!” I cry out, falling back into the floor as I squirm about in pleasure, precum actually firing from my cock and landing a few inches in front of you. “However you want. You can milk me however you wish!”
The submissive display actually gets me to happily cackle, taking joy in your needy state. "It usually takes more than one orgasm, you know~ ..." I taunt as I walk up to your side. Kneeling by it, I cover your eyes with one hand and cast some incantation with the other. The only thimg you can feel is the floor beneath you slipping away and the sensation of weightlessness...and just a second later, your eyesight returns as I pull my hand away. What was once splintered wood digging into your armor has been replaced with a very soft bed. What was once a delapidated shack has been replaced with an ornate, luxurious bedroom fit for royalty. "...But it'll work all the same." I finish, grabbing you by the neck. I gently pull you up and rest your lower back over my lap with a cheshire-like grin. "You must have traveled for days to get here Ethan~..." I gently coo, shuffling closer. "Rest now, have a drink~..." I murmur as I pretty bluntly stuff one of my large, gorgeous tits in your face with one hand and wrap my soft fingers around your cock with the other. This was it. My magic did its job, and now I iust needed to get a mouthful of demonic titmilk in you to completely subvert your body and soul.