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Succ You Dry (Succubus TG)
🕑 Added 2021-12-31 08:32:29 +0000 UTC
Isa was trying not to make it super obvious how desperate she was, sneaking into a frat house for one purpose only; to feed. She was thankful the loud music covered the desperate groans from her stomach, her body staggering about as to everyone else it looked like she was drunk. It was bad, the succubus unaware her school was all female, the precious male essence she needed to feed on every now and then denied for months at a time as she weakened over the semester. Eventually she grew desperate enough to go three towns over to a local college, desperate for a frat house, desperate for anyone and anything that could satiate her needs. Isa figured it'd be easy once she got into the bustling building, knowing there were plenty of drunk, horny assholes there, but she had come late, all of them either blackout drunk or already paired up. It was terrible, Isa feeling her body growing weaker, her eyes searching for someone, anyone she could use, her eyes almost skipping over the sullen soul sulking in the corner. It only took a glance to see the frustrated arousal, drool leaking from a corner as she made her approach.
"Hi there."
There was no reaction, his lack of confidence apparently severe enough that he didn't even consider the possibility she was talking to him. Normally there was a process she had, a slow game of teasing, buildup, foreplay, but her stomach was growling, her stagger worsening as she grabbed his shoulder and roughly kissed his lips, trying not to gag on the taste of dollar ramen and cheap coffee.
"Let’s fuck."
She was as blunt as could be, mostly pulling the dazed man, trying to ignore the scraggly half beard, the way his eyes were running over her. Sure she was a succubus but she had standards usually. But if she usually preferred a nice full meal, she supposed some sloppy fast food would have to do. Beggars can't be choosers and at least he was easy to drag into an empty room, Isa digging in as she pulled his pants off with a flourish.
"H-Hey wait isn't this going to f-ahhhst~!"
She was, but her magic was already taking effect, her powers letting her see into his every want, a bevy of anime girls with one in particular appearing more frequently than most, not all that dissimilar to a succubus as far as she could see. Normally she'd get this information first and alter her appearance accordingly, but that would waste what pitiful magic energy she had left, her tongue circling his tip as she prepared to enjoy a feast even if it was of meager quality, her plump lips smacking over his cock as she prepared to-
"HNNGH! H-Holy fuck that's- Ahh shit I'm sorry I'm-"
Isa was actually stunned, the premature ejaculation leading to half his seed being wasted, her throat hungrily slurping what was left as his cock softened, the inexperienced man unable to build up much it seemed as the hunger pains intensified. Her body had finally gotten a taste of what it needed, but it wasn't enough, the succubus frustrated, not thinking fully straight as she took his soft cock entirely in her lips, her nails teasing a spot between his balls as the confused nerd sputtered and spasmed, something churning, condensing, beads of sweat running down his skin as he felt more than just horny.
He was hot, blazingly so, to a point that felt unnatural, untenable. If Isa had been her usual self she might have noticed the warning signs as she felt his cock stiffen, a few of the kinked hairs receding to nothing as the skin turned slicker in her mouth, though she put that to her own saliva. It didn't take long for it to swell inside her mouth, his confused grunts hastening as the unkempt spindles of his 'beard' began receding as well, hairs pulling in to the tempo of her sucking. This time she didn't waste a drop, Isa's cheeks fluffing as hot spurts of cum gushed down her throat, filling her with hot, delicious arousal, yet she couldn't stop, still starving, her hunger as voracious as her lust.
Once again she did her usual, her natural skills teasing his cock and balls as she waited for him to get hard again, surprised when after a minute of his clearly aroused moaning his cock remained floppy and soft in her mouth. That should have raised all the red flags in her mind, yet given how inadequate of a specimen he was and how impatient she was for more sustenance, she had forgotten just how much pent up seed had been wasted on the sheets, taking more drastic measures as her tongue condensed and slithered into a split, snake like appendage that traded girth for length and dexterity.
It was thicker than a ribbon, but not by much, John's- oh his name was John? Hmm he seemed to be getting concerned, it was time for some suggestion. The whorls of hair on her scalp shifted subtly, John's eyes obviously on what was happening, a pervasive sense of something wrong happening, unable to be shaken away as he felt his cock feeling turned on like nothing before in his life. There was a throbbing ache to it, one orgasm usually enough to leave him finished for the day, two in quick succession hollowing as he tried to see just what she was doing as her head bobbed rhythmically. The circular motions and subtle patterns were lulling him, his thoughts straying more and more to idle suggestions that if asked, he would have sworn were his own. He was a virgin after all, he had no idea what such a master could do and he should just let her do what she wanted. And it felt soooo fucking good he should just give in to whatever she- And then something plunged into his cock.
It was like that moment when you don't realize your hearing had been dulled, a sudden pop pushing everything to clarity, only in this case it was his entire tactile being, a caul of dull inertness suddenly torn off as his skin came alive, his cock spreading sensitivity into his stomach, his legs, his extremities. Hairs fizzled and popped, his shoulders grinding as Isa's lips continued to suck, her tongue slipping into his urethra as it wriggled deeper. Inadvertently, her mental conditioning was causing him to lust for penetration, the swirl of her head guiding him deeper into alien sensations as he felt it probe deep into him, the wet tongue servicing his innards, the skin of his scrotum bulging as she lapped at some of the testosterone pumping there before it found the spot she was looking for, the length wrapping around his prostate a few times over before giving it a rough squeeze.
Isa felt him harden almost instantly, ignoring the slightly higher, wheezing tones exiting his lips, his prostate wriggling internally as her tongue retracted. There was something slightly off about his erection though, the mouthfeel of it subtly off though she couldn't place what it was, her warm, licking tongue wrapping around it and jerking the hardness as she ignored her concern, the separation of its head melding into the shaft as the whole of it turned a vibrant shade of pink.
It was like John's entire body was being pulled into his cock, in some ways that odd feeling the truth as her continual sucking and his loud moaning hid the small pops, John feeling her wet little mouth's pressure on his shoulders, his fingers, all across his skin. Increasing patches of smooth, silky skin devoid of hair were appearing, the downy hairs of his body melted into testosterone as they plunged inside, worming towards his swelling balls. Bones were rounding, his fingers were growing, feeling suckled on as they slendered, everything about to burst in one messy, orgasmic wave as he shrieked.
Usually there was more technique, more tenderness, but she was just hungry, sucking on it in one continuous pull, his cries reaching a new whiny high as the lump in his throat was siphoned down his neck, melting down his esophagus as his voice curdled into a thick sounding, bubbling mess. The slope of his quivering shoulders was rounding, their broadness more masculinity drained to feed the succubus. There was a small dent in his scrotum, the continual suck spreading it, deepening the chasm as his thrashing hips were only held in place by Isa's deceptive strength, her hands grabbing a thigh as she spread them to hold him in place. His resistance, however inadvertent, only made her hungrier, the indent now an obvious line, his cries cracking every few seconds, then every other as his throat nearly flattened. With a final surge John felt his balls swell to a size he had never felt before, ungodly amounts of cum building and building as he gave a pitiful sounding moan, more confused at the feeling than anything else as for an instant, time stood still on the cusp of an orgasm. And then his balls shrank, high shrill squeaks erupting as something tore between his thighs.
There was a loud snap accompanying the cumming, her tight grip on his thighs overwhelming the bone, a few stray threads of cum splattering onto the blankets as she noticed his hips had cracked apart. Finally Isa realized what she had done, her satisfied smile turning inwards to a conflicted look, realization and shame dawning on her. Barring a person who asked for it and was taught the rules of being a succubi, even the most amateur of sex demons knew not to completely suck their victims dry. It thinned the pool of resources and was against the rules as past a certain point it's either death, which was a criminal offense, or welcoming them into the fold. Glancing down, she let a finger tease the tiny tear throbbing below his balls, upping the mental suggestion as she prepared to make him a succubus.
"You love this don't you?"
She whispered it suggestively as she teased his slim slit with the nail of her pinky, the 'opening' barely large enough for that, but it didn't take much to get him going, his cock stiffening against her cheek, Isa estimating he'd only have it for two to three pumps at best. It would have been reversible if she had caught on just a bit sooner, but already the slit was growing, trembling the flesh around it as a persistent suck probed into the muscles, any attempt at pushing in his male essence soon to gush out as his body was already metabolizing testosterone. Well, no reason to waste a perfectly fine meal. In for a penis, in for pounding. Though she was going to make sure his last time as a man was as good as- Oh actually pouring into his thoughts showed this was his first time as well. Hmm, well since she was in his thoughts anyway...
More than precum graced her lips as she swallowed his shaft, the mushroom tip flattened to the featureless rod that was his cock now, his fantasies, his desires all streaming in. Since he was still in need of much molding, she figured a familiar form would work nicely, her tongue diving back in as she glanced upwards. The last of his body hair spilled onto the sheets, his skin pristine and pale, brown hair spilling down his cheeks as the crown of it began to dye a lustful crimson. Bangs bent against nature, a cowlick arcing upwards as she pursed her lips and sucked as hard as she could. Her eyes were on his waist, her own hands hugging it as she squeezed, feeling his ribcage crumple like a water bottle near empty as suck by suck the pressure curved it nicely, thick gushes of fat releasing from his cock, filling her cheeks as she nearly choked on the volume. One hand gripped his shaft suddenly, choking off the releases as she took a moment to process the meal, chewing through the fat till the last masculine essence was strained, her full cheeks moving up to caress his belly button before blowing back out.
Now he was really screaming, the first hints of estrogen moistening on the spreading lips, a silky discharge spreading as the fat she had chewed through was returned. John was momentarily shaken from the stupor, unsure of what was happening, only remembering that he wanted this, and that whatever it was he was loving every second of it. Bubbles of fat spread and split up his navel, his nipples hardening, the bumpy ridges inflating more to nozzle shape as the areolas similarly flattened to tender discs. The feeling was similar to cumming, yet far more intense and visceral, John able to feel the pleasure surge and force its way up, groping his skin as it moved, only adding to the erotic nature of it as foreplay before the sudden fucking that was his nipples spreading up and out. There was a delightful sounding crack as his spine popped, each vertebra tensing to a new arrangement, only partially breaking to the shape it wanted as it accented his rising chest, a few more pumps giving the lumps the sag they needed to be seen as breasts.
Isa glanced at his belly, tracing her fingers along the edges, seeing some pudge still there on it. Speaking of better, she better mold him to his desires if she wanted her hypnosis to stick. Smirking, she kept one finger teasing the slit that was now firmly rooted in the middle of his sack, her mouth on his neck as she began to suck after whispering, "Keep moaning like that. It sounds so lovely..."
As he made enough noise to cause a complaint, her teeth teased at his throat, nibbling it longer, taller, the acoustics of his voice shifting to something huskier, dommier, Isa's tongue giving the necessary jab to cement the cords of his throat until she felt his mind snap towards recognition, the red now down to his cheeks, his hair tickling the tips of his breasts as Isa prodded his mind another step forwards.
"Mmm god you sound sexy. Who was it you said you sounded like again?"
"OHHH R-RIIIIAAASSS~!"
She wiped her lips, happy to see the conditioning rooting itself so well.
"That's right. You're Rias. She was always your favorite, speaking to something deep inside you..."
At the word 'deep' her pinky made an active push, the skin parting as John gave a shriek, his eyes glazing slightly as the contacts on them melded, the plastic painting his irises a blueish green. The earlier tongue probe had felt like the primer, his hips bucking as he needed her finger deeper inside, his innards shifting to a burgeoning want. His prostate which was still slightly deformed from the squeeze put on it earlier throbbed, a weaker stream of cum bubbling out his tip as he felt the organ distort, the needs inside reshaping it as his g spot forced more of his thinning masculinity out, each pleasureful burst accompanied by the lovely sounds of his favorite waifu moaning, the thought of becoming her ever more tantalizing. as his brain was corrupted with alien pleasure.
Isa stared at his features, finding them forgettable, the kind of nerd that screamed average in everything, the growing lashes and thinning brows starting to make him stand out as she watched the corruption spread, his heavy panting seeming to thicken his lips, each flare of his nostrils shrinking them, a small jut of a nose left. It became far more enjoyable to kiss him without that scraggly beard, and his plump lips felt more responsive. Scarlet seemed to drape over them both as the arousal continued spreading his hair into a blanket that went down to his bony hips, her hands tracing his waist as they made out, his own sharp nails digging lightly into Isa's back, though he didn't have the instincts yet to dominate and scratch her till she bled. With her thumb, she began tracing a navel line, creating a toned center for the final shape of his waist as her pinky wriggled in up to the first knuckle, their lips parting as she left her panting partner to drain him further, ready to drain him with her next suck.
His sweat acted as a perfect lube, his cock gleaming with a mix of that and cum, equal parts masculine and feminine as she took him in her mouth and gave a hearty tug from the back of her throat. Her lips had to tighten, the girth of his shaft shrinking as the pressure honed it slimmer, the pleasure not fading, only condensing as his shaft leaked masculine essence with every provocation of her tongue. It was a bliss beyond compare, his body feeling double penetrated as his cock nestled inwards from the front, his prostate squeezing itself further into oblivion as offshoots grew from the pulsating organ, his ass cheeks tingling as the flesh tautened, not yet thick, but firm as his former fat gave it a noticeable, if lacking roundness to it.
Despite the frantic squealing and moaning from her partner, Isa wasn't close to being done, her sucking only intensifying, her tongue thinning once more to dart inside, splitting down the middle as they strummed the tubes connected to his balls vigorously. She slid her ring finger against her pinky, probing the edge, widening it, forcing her nail in before the tip of it, basking in the loud, lewd moans that followed as his testicles burrowed upwards. Isa reeled them in, her tongue dragging his balls out, her lips giving them only one path to go as the two lumps pulled up into his shaft, bulging it from the base on down. John's thoughts were sparking, sputtering, the feeling of something too large for his cock stretching it, fucking it, ramming inside and out as it moved towards his tip. He was already in the mood for a hard fucking, but his brain was turning it into a need as his small breasts rose a cup size, bouncing against his thrusting chest as both testicles suddenly slipped out the widened tip of his urethra. To Isa this was the best part, the ultimate snack, the two gooey sources of masculine energy packed with essence, her molars rolling them about before her tongue swirled them, biting down as Rohn's mind shattered.
This was a delicacy rarely savored, the condensed longing and masculinity of a male in his prime, well... prime in comparison to the rest of his life, just the saliva running from it energizing her, making her satisfied in one regard, yet hungry for something else, her pussy leaking as she chewed the billowing balls into mush. Rohn was going in and out of consciousness at that moment, his brain feeling like it was going to burst from his skull, his nipples burning as he felt an intense need to cum more than anything he had ever felt in his life. There was a dry puff from his cock, the source of its releases draining in Isa's mouth, his cock shuddering as each contraction made it press in, slowly fucking his shifting innards like a soft dildo as it stirred him into a frenzy. Isa chewed and gnashed until there was nothing left in the sacs, the tubes thrumming as signals from his half shifted prostate shivered down his genitals, the cock contractions growing faster, teased by the thick tendrils that were filling his balls with estrogen. They were shrinking, tugging at the grip between her teeth, Isa giving them a final chew like gum that had long since lost its flavor, and with a shift of her neck, blew the gnashed offshoots back inside.
Since she had mashed them into a gum like paste, it made sense to blow them back inside, her tongue first slithering inside before widening his leaking urethra into a wider opening, the slit of it spread downwards as the clear fluids leaking from his scrotum bound slit came. The aftershocks pulled in the rest of his scrotum, making his freshly made lips smack together as drool poured from above and below. His hips had already splintered, the pathways to his former scrotum pulled into the slit as Isa tongued the misshapen lumps deep inside, fucking him with his own balls as she cranked his cock back and forth to separate them. They spread in a y shape, Rihn bucking as the bubbles popped leaving two overflowing ovaries inside.
It was a titanic shift, Rihn's body heating up as estrogen spread throughout, her entire body in the throes of ecstasy as his skin felt amped up enough where just the blankets were enough for him to cum. Such feminine pleasure was quickly making his mind wobble, elements of who he was drowning in the lust as more of Rias's personality began to take over, her moans tonguing his brain, making it shift into the mold of her skull as the two fires in his hips made the flesh swell with a need to house such overwhelming lust into an equally lustful container. Isa was more concerned with the last dregs of sperm and masculinity squirting out, filling her lips once more as it faded to a watery mix, then no mix at all, the last of his seed spent as she swallowed half, but there was an important element to the changes she needed to follow, the remaining half of his old seed still brimming with life, with his essence, the nearly finished succubus still needing that taste to keep her hooked for life. There was a glimmer of recognition in the corneas, an almost disturbed groan coming from her as Isa tilted his head back, parting his lips as she let his essence pass into his mouth in a messy, forceful kiss.
Riahn felt her blood throb, her skin breathing as she thrashed about confused. That flavor, that feeling, her tongue able to sense the thrashing of dying sperm, their potential life mingling with hers as her cock shot out a spray of clear cum. The angled slit of her cock cut lower, now a quarter down her cock, the whole shaft visibly throbbing as her two slits longed to fuck into one, the warm wriggling mess of life sending her bucking upwards once more as her spine snapped into a perfect, exaggerated s.
"GAAAAAAHHHHHD~!"
It burned so well, her impurities encompassed by the fire, her breasts swelling past moderate to large, then massive, one hand desperately palming her tits as the other jerked her shaft, Isa grinning as she moved down to give her other lips a kiss.
The tonguing was rough and directed, each scrape widening its length, Riahn's fingers naturally moving from jerking to teasing the widened tip before fingering with relish as she realized that sensation was what she really needed. In between eating her forming pussy out, Isa was spreading her tonguing with sudden blows inside, almost like she was giving her lips a raspberry as magic mingled with hot air to solidify into fat. The sensations of it all were ingrained in Riahn's mind, her fingering hastening as more of her cock melted under the heat, pressing inside as her ass and thighs swelled to meet it, the tensing of her flawless, creamy skin allowing her to swaddle it in fat before it truly thrust inside, half its length plugging a hole she didn't even realize needed filling till great bouts of ecstasy rolled through her body.
Inside her mind, the last of any part of her that didn't want this was being fucked into submission, her own fingers pulling on her breasts, taking them to truly absurd sizes that her succubus powers kept perky, her shaft a melting mess she was half fingering anyways as the askew slit spread down the side, letting her reach the peak of pleasure once they connected as her former cock gave a pathetic gush of fluids before suddenly slurping inside, her thick thighs clenching around Isa's body as every inch of her suddenly jumped with bliss, every cell alight in one cohesive thought as her first female orgasm made her a junky for life. Rias screeched to high heavens, and down below, the bliss of draining essence and being fucked combining as her breasts gave one last surge, her hands moving from her breasts to Isa's body as she needed someone to touch, to rub up against, to unleash this inner desire as they both came amidst sweat and cum soaked sheets. At some point his old clothes had shifted, not that either noticed, but she made quite the picture laying back on the bed, still raring to go after three rounds with a succubus.
"Mmm~ how delicious you've been, but surely that's not all to your abilities is it? I'm still just starving for a good fuck now that I've-"
"Oh you're not done yet. It should be coming real soon..."
Those words baffled Rias, unsure of what else could be left, only aware of discomfort on her temples and backside as her arousal continued to climb.
"HNGH! Wh-What's h-AHHHppening to m-EEEEE~?!"
Isa comforted her, teasing a nipple as she explained, "All that sexual energy you've pent up is now showing itself for your secondary sexual organs. It takes a bit to build up, but once your body passes equilibrium it absorbs it and beco-"
SCHLLP
"AHHHH AHHH YESSSSSssss..."
"Well... that happens."
In a series of leathery ruffles, two black wings sprouted from Rias's back, her temples erupting into two curved horns as the panties below dug deeper. Something rammed into her ass, splaying her against the bed sheets as thin strips of spine uncoiled, sprouting out the bottom of his cocyx as a thick, playful black tail. Isa made sure to give it a nibble, basking in the succubui's moans as she slowly faded away to the giggles of Isa as she said, "Thanks for the meal! And welcome to the club... sister.”
When Rias awoke, it was almost morning and she was alone, her mind a mess, her body aching and most important of all, she felt famished, something delicious wafting through the air as she slowly marched towards it after slipping on the remnants of her old shirt now an open hoodie. It didn't take long to find the source of the smell, one of the guys jerking off in their room, Rias loving that scared, surprised squeak as she moved towards them. Usually you'd talk to the person whose life you changed, but for succubi so much of it comes from instinct and from reading other's auras that there was no point, her slit the only decider she needed as she crawled towards the horny frat bro.
"Wanna fuck?"
The whole dorm wouldn't walk straight for a week.
