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Prompt: Kamika the Superlative
🕑 Added 2022-09-09 00:00:08 +0000 UTCSummary: Kamika is the coolest and most sexy succubus of all the times. This prompt was commissioned by AltrixWrites for the month of Sept 2022.
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"Sigh... it's such a heavy responsibility, being so hot and sexy and desirable, like I am..."
Kamika lay down across her satin ottoman in the salon of her three story mansion, surrounded by valuable pieces of art the world over. She was feeling introspective today about everything she had achieved in her lifetime.
"It must suck a lot for people who aren't me, Kamika Malagic, the greatest and best succubus in aaaaall the cosmos... I feel sorry for them, really I do." She muttered to herself, her hands settling in her lap. "It really makes me so sad... that there's only one of me in all the world."
She sat up, reaching for a little bell off to the side; with a flick of her wrist, she rang for her servant; dutifully, a bat-winged woman in a skimpy bikini arrived with a bowl of candy-coated chocolates in hand.
"Mistress Kamika, an hor d'ouvre for you~" The woman beamed, presenting the bowl.
"Ah, Kim, I'm in a dreadful way, I am so tired from being so hot and sexy and perfect, could you feed me by hand?" Kamika asked, leaning back against the arm rest.
"It would be my pleasure!~" Kim giggled cheerily, gingerly taking one from her bowl and pressing it against Kamika's pursed, luscious lips. Kamika moaned as she bit down. Truly exquisite.
The sounds of suckers popping signalled the arrival of another scantily-clad woman, only this one had octopus tentacles for arms and legs. Kamika's dutiful maid, Cora, had clambered into the room.
"I have a message for you, Mistress Kamika," Cora exclaimed. "S-Tan called and she feels so sorry for all the trouble she's given you over the years, so she's given you full creative control over the movie rights to Hell, and demoted herself to being a stupid idiot janitor who will amount to nothing!"
"Ahhhh, finally some good news~" Kamika swooned. "I wish she had the courage to admit her many, many personal failings to me in person, but I am a cool, amazing, and humble mistress, and she is a coward. Very unfortunate for her. Cora, please give me one of your best massages."
"It would be my pleasure!~" Cora giggled in a strangely similar lint to that of Kim. Kamika sat up, swooning as a pair of tentacles coiled around her shoulders; Kamika groaned happily as Cora's tentacles squeezed and relaxed against her skin, travelling all along her upper back.
Ding dong! It was the front door!
"My my, I'm so popular today." Kamika muttered. "...Haha, that is a joke, for I am the most popular girl all day, every day. Kim, be a dear and answer it for me, yes?"
"It would be my pleasure, my mistress Kamika!~" Kim bowed, and hurried to get the door. To Kamika's mild surprise, it was Celes, a slime girl that she had feuded with in the past... also in a skimpy bikini, matching that of Kamika's servants.
"It is I, Celes, and I was crying to myself all day and all night because I finally realized how cool and sexy and charming you are, Mistress Kamika." Celes stepped into the room. "You are my better and I am really just as much of a useless pile of mush that you've always knew me to be."
"My my, Celes. It takes great courage to be so forthcoming about all of your many, many shortcomings." Kamika chuckled. "But it is slime under the bridge. Do you finally admit that I am your better?"
"You are my master in all things, intellect, beauty, strength, and character." Celes nodded robotically. "It would be my greatest privilege if you would use me as your furniture."
"Well come on in, the more the merrier!~" Kamika waved Celes in. "There's a spot on the floor just for you."
"I am not worthy to be in your presence, but I accept your most gracious invitation, my mistress forevermore!" Celes got on her hands and knees and crawled in front of Kamika. Kamika kicked up her legs, resting them on Celes' sludgy head and backside.
As Cora's tentacles continued to massage Kamika's back, the succubus relaxed, kicking her heel forward to press into the side of Celes' head. There was a certain tactile pleasure in kicking Celes over and over while she was on the ground, her malleable body yielding to Kamika's assaults.
"You really are a disgusting, hapless creature, are you Celes?" Kamika muttered.
"I only wish I had a perfect, slender body such as yours! It depresses me how I am so fat and unloveable and ugly, and I can never get over my personal, deep-rooted shame..." Celes admitted with a frown as Kamika's foot stamped into the back of her head, smooshing it to the ground.
"I agree completely." Kamika nodded sagely. "However, you will make a wonderful stress-relief toy. Kim, do fetch me my high-heels."
"Yes, my mistress!~" Kim bowed and hurried away. Kamika idled away by sampling her bowl of candy as she repeatedly stomped on Celes.
"Please punish me more, mistress!" Celes cried out. "I wish I had as voluptuous a chest as you did!"
"Yes, I am pleasing to the laymen's eye~" Kamika raised her hands to cup under her F-cup breasts, massaging their perfect, rounded curves. She admired her perfect form long enough for Kim to return with a pair of six-inch-heel stilettos.
"Celes, you're already down there. Put these one for me." Kamika commanded the slime girl after having pounded her into mush.
"Your wish is my command, my mistress!" Her arm stretched to grab the stilettos, and she slid them onto Kamika's waiting feet. Celes then bent over again with an eager grin.
"I really hope you put me in my place this time!" Celes smiled.
"It would be my pleasure." Kamika raised her foot, aiming the pointed end of the heels as she stomped and stabbed at Celes, over and over with a manic glint in her eye. Purple slime was getting everywhere.
"Scream for me!" Kamika demanded.
"AAAAAAAAAAA MISTRESS KAMIKAAAAA!~"
Slime was getting splattered everywhere! Kamika felt something cool splash on her face! Again, and again...
...And again...
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...and then Kamika woke up from her pleasant dream, flanked by snoring little gargoyle shits. She stared at the ceiling, blinking repeatedly as if in a daze, before her eyebrows furrowed.
"...tch, dammit."
She felt around her chest to confirm. Her breasts remained as flat as dinner plates.
"Dammit."
Something cool splashed against her face. A drop of water... the damn roof was leaking again.
Kamika groaned. Back to the real world...
