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Super Succubus - Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2021-05-22 01:04:19 +0000 UTCSo the first chapter was heavy on the sexy, the second heavy on the exposition. This third one is heavy on the funny and entertaining (hopefully). Chapter 4 will get back to the sexy... ;)
CHAPTER 3
“What the fuck?!” cried the imp, its shadowy face contorting in horror as the succubus showed him pictures of naked male bodies on some crazy little device she kept calling a phone. “It has some weird little dangly thing on its lower thorax! It’s a total freak!”
“On humans, it’s not called a thorax, it’s a torso. And it’s actually quite a delicious little piece of flesh,” admonished the succubus. “It even grows hard and rises when males become sexually excited.”
The imp gaped at the curvaceous demoness in absolute, undisguised horror. “Seriously? That’s disgusting!”
The succubus laughed, her voice as lilting as that of a summer songbird, but when she turned her gaze to the imp once more, her eyes were as calculating as they were amused. “You’re not 10,000, are you?”
“What?!” the imp said, its black, swirling eyes darting rapidly from side to side as it attempted to cover for its lack of knowledge of human anatomy. It realized that it had probably given away too much with its shocked reaction. A 10,000 year-old demon would probably know a bit more about human sexuality, so it quickly backtracked on its horrified words. “I mean, I knew that, of course, but I’ve just rarely seen it. I still think of it as kind of gross.”
The succubus clearly wasn’t buying it.
“What are you? 1,000? Not even?” the succubus said with a resigned sigh, her dark eyes roaming the other demon’s form as if attempting to size him up. “So Lord Malefactory has given me an infant to train, eh?”
“Fuck you,” the imp huffed, crossing its vacuous arms defiantly. “I’m Ten. Thousand. Years. Old.”
It raised its chin obstinately and continued. “So I’ve never been out of hell before? So what? Not everyone leaves for earth right away, you know! I was, um, solidifying my position in hell before I left.”
The succubus arched a sculpted eyebrow before shaking her head disdainfully, clearly not buying the imp’s bullshit. “500? Less?”
“Shit, lady! Do you really think Malefactory would have sent a freaking 500-year-old up here on a mission as important as this?”
That caught the succubus’ attention. “What mission?”
Shit. The imp flinched. It probably shouldn’t have said that either. It seemed to be digging itself a deeper and deeper hole with every word.
“It’s a secret,” the imp said uncertainly.
The succubus’ eyes narrowed. “A secret? Pfft?” The sexy demon’s disdain was palpable. “Demons betray confidences all the time! It’s pretty much expected. I mean, we’re demons for the love of Satan! Malefactory wouldn’t have sent a 1,000-year-old newbie like you up here if he didn’t count on you blabbing your silly little mouth to everyone in sight.”
The imp crossed its arms, returning the succubus’ gaze defiantly. It hoped she couldn’t see the fear that lay beneath its feigned expression.
The succubus’ eyes flashed dangerously. “You want to be trained?” Her expression turned hard. “Spill. I want to know what Malefactory wanted you to come to me blabbering about.”
The two stared at one another for a long moment before the imp finally relented.
“Fine! Fine! He wants me to find out how these handful of mortals are gaining superpowers and report back to him.”
The succubus looked momentarily stunned, seeming taken aback by the imp’s words. What did that mean?
The imp’s eyes narrowed. “Wait, why the strong reaction, lady? You in on the secret? You have something to do with mortals gaining freaking superpowers?”
At that, the succubus’ shocked expression quickly transformed into coyness. “Don’t be absurd.”
But the imp noted that she quickly changed the subject.
“So… time for us to create a body for you,” she stated, oddly brushing aside the superhero mission as if the imp had never said anything about it. She had been so interested in his mission right up to the point where the young demon had told her what it was. Now, it seemed, she didn’t want to discuss it anymore! The imp strongly suspected that she had some answers on the subject. Answers that it needed, if it were to worm its way into Malefactory’s good graces.
“What’ll it be?” the succubus continued, completely ignoring the imp’s narrowing eyes. “Man or woman?”
The imp paused, setting its suspicions to the side for the moment to actually concentrate on what the gorgeous demoness was saying. It shuffled its feet, face scrunched up in concentration as it considered the question.
The imp looked up, its face inscrutable. “What would you recommend?”
The succubus’ lips parted, revealing her teeth in a predatory smile. “Why, woman, of course.”
The imp was amused by just how instantly she responded with that answer, but nodded its agreement. “Yeah, at least the two chest lumps you were showing me are a damn sight better than that awkward dangling-between-the-legs thing. I mean, that’s gotta be uncomfortable having a short, stubby little tail-thing on your front bouncing around as you walk and shit!”
The succubus smirked. “Well, even should you choose to go with a female form, I’m pretty sure you’re going to become pretty fond of that short, stubby little tail-thing…”
The imp looked horrified. “The fuck I am!”
This elicited a full belly laugh from the succubus. “That’s more or less the idea.”
The imp ignored her words, not wanting to admit that it didn’t get the apparent joke. It eyed her voluptuous curves instead. “So how do I do this thing? I just try to make myself look like you or something?”
That sobered the succubus quickly. “You wouldn’t dare. Besides, you couldn’t look this sexy no matter how hard you tried. It takes true talent to craft a form this aesthetically perfect.”
Taking her reply as a challenge, the imp squeezed its eyes shut and, in its mind’s eye, concentrated on the succubus’ curvaceous form. The imp felt its swirling, shadowy body begin to harden, to form into bones, muscle, and flesh. Tendrils of amorphous energy formed into matter, its body gathering density as it worked itself into its best impression of the succubus’ luscious form.
After a moment, when it felt as if the process had finished, the imp pried one human-ish eyelid open to find a delighted succubus staring back at her, her hands clapped together in excitement.
“Oh yes, go around like that,” she laughed. “Please.”
The imp’s brow furrowed, and it found its reflection in the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the succubus’ apartment. It looked like some horrific approximation of the human body from some cubist painter’s wildly vivid imagination. If Picasso had painted the succubus, it might have approximated what the imp had been able to create.
“Oh, hell,” the imp said, her blocky jaw moving unnaturally to form the words. She raised her hands to feel her trapezoidal breasts.
“It’s okay,” the succubus said, her voice breathy as she managed to squeeze a few words out between giggles. “No one... gets it right... the first time.”
“Here,” she said, taking the imp’s hand in hers. “Let me show you…”
The imp felt the succubus’ mind connect to hers, an image of a fit, athletic blonde forming in its mind.
“This will be a good appearance for you. Especially if you want to fit in with the superpowered humans. They all seem to be unusually fit and attractive for mortals.”
The imp felt the sex demon’s influence reforming its angular body, smoothing it into toned arms, full breasts, a defined stomach, and long, sculpted legs.
When she opened her eyes again, she was far happier with the results. She looked youthful. Pretty. Sexy in a wholesome sort of way.
“Okay, so now I look a lot more like you,” the imp breathed, clearly impressed by the difference the succubus’ influence had made.
“Not exactly. You’re a little more athletic-looking and less, well, voluptuous,” the succubus said as her eyes worked their way down the imp’s body with an appraising glimmer. “But close enough, I suppose.”
The imp walked over to the mirror to admire herself.
“Why do my hind quarters protrude so much?” she quipped. “It looks like someone stuck two spheres under my skin! And my chest is the same way!”
“That’s simply how attractive women are shaped!” replied the succubus. “Mine are even more dramatically shaped… see?”
The succubus ran her fingers over her spectacular breasts, the imp’s eyes jumping from the succubus’ to her own. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m a little smaller than you. But they still feel pretty huge to me right now.”
“You’ll get used to them,” the succubus said, looking at her manicured nails as she began to pace. “And men will like them quite a bit. You’re quite an attractive human now, after all.”
“So what will men do to them exactly?” the imp said, still twisting its rounded hips before the mirror as it studied the sinuous muscles that snaked within her abdomen with the motion.
The succubus smiled devilishly. “You’ll find out. Eventually.”
The imp frowned. “It seems a lot more like you’re trying to amuse yourself than help train me, lady.”
“Did you honestly expect anything less?” the succubus shot back. “You’re fortunate I’m helping you at all, you ungrateful little baby.”
The imp opened her mouth to issue a scathing retort but thought the better of it, biting back her response.
“So what do we do now?”
“We go meet some superheroes, of course,” said the succubus, her dark eyes sparkling mischievously.
The imp finally tore its gaze from its pretty reflection. “Really?”
The succubus nodded. “I wouldn’t mind meeting a few more superheroes myself.”
Excited, the imp bounded toward the door, pulling the handle open.
“Wait!” cried the succubus, the power of its voice rattling the walls once again.
One foot across the threshold of the door, the imp turned back to face her, the young demon’s expression mystified.
“We need to get you some clothes first. The superhero guild is unlikely to accept you looking like that.”
The imp looked down at its nude body, then back at the succubus sheepishly. “Oh yeah,” it replied, stepping back inside the apartment. “Clothes. Right.”
The succubus strode over to its closet, pushing aside a number of hangers before finally settling on something. “And I have just the thing!”
Comments
HikerAngel
Glad you like it. I so enjoy writing these fun dialogue scenes…
Koopz
Love the dynamics between the imp and the Succubus. Entertaining indeed! Can’t wait to see more sexy transformation!
