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Daily Life With A Lilim Chapter 8
🕑 Added 2022-01-02 05:22:00 +0000 UTC~A Difficult Choice~
The past several days have been some of the most peaceful Stanley has experienced in a long while. After curbing Ezraphel’s enthusiasm by restricting her ‘dick privileges’ as punishment for her conduct during shopping his life had settled into something resembling normalcy. Without Ezraphel to distract him with sexy times he has been able to work on his gaming quota, which he was about to meet in a few moments. Perhaps the best part of this whole situation is that he didn’t have to keep an eye out for any seduction schemes from his girlfriend.
Lately Ezraphel has been sufficiently preoccupied with her own thing. He would like to say it was due to having the option of not being cooped up in the house but Ezraphel has all but locked herself in the guest room now turned into her own private office. He didn’t bother asking what she was up to because she seemed very focused and if he were being honest he was too preoccupied to really care. Some would question the wisdom of such a thing but that was future Stanley’s problem, present Stanley on the other hand was too busy with work.
Besides it wasn’t as if her presence was missed, preoccupied as she was with her own thing she still made time for him when he needed her. Food is always cooked, the house is always cleaned, his bed is always warmed and they frequently made out and cuddle.
Ezraphel really was the best…
And he was also the best because he was just about done with this “oh yeah” his fingers flew over the buttons of the controller “that’s right” a grin stretched his face as he saw his opponents life bar go down “yippee ki yay-”
“Stanley!”
His concentration shattered, the controller dropped in fright and his character was promptly killed.
“MOTHER! FUCKER!”
Tearing off his headphones he spun to see his girlfriend right beside him with the widest and brightest of smiles on her face. She was unperturbed by his murderous glare just as he was unperturbed by the fact that she was only wearing a tight white t-shirt and thong.
“Stanley I did it!”
“Ez, what did I tell you about teleporting?” he questioned with barely repressed anger.
“Not to do it inside your office” she replied without a single dent in her enthusiasm.
“Then why, on god’s green earth, did you teleport in my office while I was working!”
“Because I finally did it!” she cheered.
“Did what!?” he yelled.
“I recreated the Human Preservation Spell!”
“What the hell does that even mean!?”
“It means that no matter how much Demonic Energy you are exposed to, you will remain human!”
This had Stanley come up short “what?”
Ezraphel got up in his personal space “don’t you see Stanley” her face was so close their nose was touching, he also noted the drool at the corner of her lips, her panting breaths, the red on her cheeks and the glow in her eyes “we can finally have sex~”
“Oh” Stanley gave her a wide eyed look “oh…”
‘Shit’
Ezraphel didn’t seem to care about his bewildered look or his very lack of enthusiasm as she pulled him into a bear hug and started to do dance bodily swinging him about as if he were a boy sized doll.
“Can you believe it Stanley? After all this time we will finally be able to have a proper Mamono marriage. We’ll become one! And I…will finally show you...”
She paused to look down at him, with ‘the look’ and damn if Stanley wasn’t nervous “s-show me what?”
Her sultry smile turned into a lusty grin “true pleasure~”
Stanley swallowed thickly.
There was a long pause in which Ezraphel continued to stare at Stanley with a glazed look in her eyes. The growing blush and drool were a pretty big indication of where her head was right then.
“Uh, Ez cou-could you put me down.”
She did no such thing “even better, I made some tweaks to the spell formula.”
Why did he suddenly have a feeling of foreboding?
“W-what kind of ‘tweaks’?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she asked coyly.
“Yes, that’s why I asked.”
“Actually I think it is better if I show you” she said releasing him.
“Wait what?”
She suddenly released him from her hug and a moment later magical energy began to gather in her palms and a magic circle appeared at his feet.
“Now Stanley when you wake up you may see some small changes to your body but that’s completely normal.”
“Now hold on just a minute!” he roared making sure to step out of the circle and holding her wrist to force them down.
She allowed this in confusion to ask “what’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong she says” he muttered sarcastically “were you seriously about to cast a body modification spell on me without my permission.”
Ezraphel blinked then seemed to realize that was in fact exactly what she was about to do. Suddenly she seemed to realize this and finally lost a bit of her enthusiasm
The magic circle disappeared “I’m sorry.”
With the energy and spell now gone Stanley released her hands “what the hell I thought we were past this Ez?”
“I knooow but I was so excited to finally be done with this spell” she whined.
And then there is that.
“Spell, so that’s what you’ve been working on?”
She nodded “yep”
“And what does it do exactly?”
Ezraphel grinned “it can give you the body of an incubus without corrupting you. So now we can have sex without losing your humanity.”
She was getting that look in her eye again but luckily Stanley already had a question to derail her enthusiasm.
“Wouldn’t I still get corrupted by your demonic energy anyway if we have sex?”
Ezraphel must have expected this because she didn’t miss a beat with her answer “nope, because I made it so that the spell is fueled with my demonic energy. The more we have sex the longer the effects of the spell will last.”
“Would it affect my mind?” he questioned with skepticism.
“Not anymore than sex with me would.”
Stanley gave her a once over (she was wearing a white t-shirt and thong) and conceded her point. If he could have sex with her without the effects of corruption looming over his head he would definitely do it.
Still “I’m not sure about this…”
“Stanley” Ezraphel interrupted with an uncharacteristically serious tone.
It was mildly shocking to have her red eyes piercing into his own brown ones with such sternness. It highlighted that Ezraphel has mostly gazed at him with warmth, love and sometimes exasperation
“Yeah?”
“Do you trust me?”
“…I do…” he conceded.
It was at that moment Stanley realized something ‘I can’t think of any valid reasons to turn her down.’
“So this is it then?” he got a nod in return “I’m surprised a spell like that even exists.”
The MGE lore didn’t speak about such a spell. Then again there is a lot of things the MGE doesn’t say about Eos.
His thoughts were interrupted by Ezraphel who puffed out her chest “that’s because I am the one to create this spell.”
*Record Scratch*
“What? You created this spell.”
“Well…” she made a so-so gesture “not entirely.”
“Elaborate.”
“The ground work for the spell was made by my sister and I finished it.”
“Oh that makes more sense.”
Ezraphel pouted at him “that’s mean~”
“So is it safe”
“You said you trusted me”
“I do but” he shrugged looking away “say that this spell of yours doesn’t work out as planned, what happens to me?”
“…if the spell is not properly cast then the mana I placed in it will take hold of your body resulting in incubization”
“And are you absolutelysure this spell is going to work?”
“…”
“See, I trust you Ezraphel but I learn that life is a bitch sometimes and doesn’t care about our intentions.”
“Is it such a bad thing?”
“What?”
“Becoming an Incubus” she clarified
“Ah crap” he can see where this is going.
“As an Incubus your body will be at its physical peak. You will become endowed with supernatural strength and vitality” as Ezraphel spoke her words became hurried and tinged with desperation “you will know no ills and want for nothing. If you so desire it wealth and power, true power, will be within your grasp” she held his hands “a-and your life, you will be immortal Stanley and we will be together forever!”
In the ensuing silence Stanley could only stare at the Lilim wide eyed for a long moment before breaking it.
“Wow…so how long have you been waiting to say all that?” he tried making light of the situation.
Ezraphel was not having it however “I just want to understand why you shun the thought of becoming so much more. Are you afraid that I will influence your mind in some manner?”
“I mean yeah that’s part-”
He was interrupted by Ezraphel pulling him into an impromptu kiss before giving him piercing look of resolution “if that is your concern then perish the thought. I love you Stanley Burkowitz and I can never change who you are because then you will ot be the man whom I fell in love with.”
“…”
Stanley did a quick about face.
“Stanley-”
“Yeah just…give me a minute.”
Ezraphel decided to wait patiently as the diminutive man composed himself. Once finished he turned to her, the last dregs of emotions not quite leaving him as he spoke.
“Ez I honestly wonder what you see in me most times because if it wasn’t very clear I’m kinda pathetic from other people’s view.”
“Stanley...” she hated this kind of self depreciating talk.
“No, I’m making a point so don’t interrupt” he added.
Ezraphel halted her protest, if only because she was curious to know his point.
“I am a fat ugly midget of a bastard who gave up on dealing with a normal life so I spend most of my time inside. I think most people are assholes so I don’t deal with them unless there’s a screen and a couple dozen miles between us. I act like a bastard because I’m socially inept and can’t really spare the time to care about other people’s feelings. I dropped out of school the first chance I got because I hated it and everyone in it so I didn’t get that degree. Yet despite all that I’m not currently up to my eyeballs in debt living in a shitty apartment working minimum wage or depending on my parents’ generosity for financial support. Ask me why”
“…why?”
“Because despite being, by all accounts, a failure to modern society and I have never stopped believing in myself. Do I come off as self important? Yes because without friends, family or God the only person I can count on is myself and because of that I accomplished all of this. I paid off my student loans, I paid the mortgage on this house, I bought a car and my smart investments make it so that I can spend the entire day doing fuck all and still turn a profit” he stabbed a finger in her direction “nobody gave two shits about me but that’s okay because Igive a shit, I know who I fucking am and I refuse to betray that by changing for the whims of anyone!”
He practically yelled the last part and for a while the only sound that could be heard between them was Stanley’s panting breath.
“…I care about you.”
Stanley composed himself and sighed at her words “I know and just to be clear if sex with you was the only reason behind my considering this spell then I would rather stay a virgin than risk being your simp.”
“Simp?”
“BUT” he interrupted “you are about one of maybe five people who actually care about me so” he took a deep breath “are you absolutely positively sure this spell of yours isn’t going to mentally influence me?”
“I am.”
“…I believe you” he took another deep breath and nodded “alright go ahead and do it.”
Ezraphel wanted to say something but relented and recast the spell. Stanley was enveloped in a dark purple light and in that moment he was filled with such pleasure that it overloaded his senses and knocked him unconscious.
~Stan The Incubus-Man~
Stanley awoke with a groan, his body hurt like a motherfucker and his mind felt like a bitch.
‘What happened?’
This was the worse Stanley ever felt since that one time he got drunk, after which he swore off alcohol. He wasn’t hung over though, that experience was still fresh in his mind even after all these years. Disoriented, a little nauseous and more than aching but this still only amounted to the second worst post sleep experience of his life.
“Ugh, need to pee” he grumbled.
Untangling himself from his girlfriend was almost always a chore yet this time around he did so with such relative ease that he, if he were in his right mind, would have noticed. He was not however, so he rolled off the bed onto his feet and after a mild case of vertigo dragged his feet to the bathroom with the most awkward gait. On the way he scratched his ass and yawned, something didn’t feel right but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Finally he reached the toilet, lifted the bowl and whipped out Stan Jr. to take a most epic pee-pee.
When his eyes caught what he held in his hands however the fog in his mind cleared up instantly and Stanley was now fully awake and promptly started to piss in a gushing stream brought on by shock. Now Stanley always thought he had a respectable size for a man of his stature. A little over seven inches, he measured it once not too long ago and that was what he got. Don’t ask why he did such a thing it was just one of those days for him. Now however, he was looking at a figurative monster out of his pants, his respectable seven inches mutated into a foot long monstrosity.
“Oh, wow uh…”
Sufficed to say Stanley didn’t know how he should react to this. A lot of men would be happy to get a bigger size but uh there is such a thing as too big and Stanley was almost toeing that line. That wasn’t the only change though, he didn’t realize it before but he felt taller. Putting away his foot long with some effort he flushed the toilet and went to wash his hands where he came face to face with the mirror. As embarrassing as it was to admit while Stanley wasn’t a dwarf he was short and if he wanted to view below his chin in the mirror then he needed to stand on his toes.
That wasn’t the case anymore.
“Definitely taller”
And it might just be his imagination but Stanley looked drastically more handsome than he was before. The effects of mostly spending his days lazing around, playing videogames and only eating junk food or takeout meals did take a toll on Stanley’s health. He wasn’t fat but he was unhealthy with a bit of a beer belly and some blemishes. The fact that he only deigned to shave once in a blue moon and only took baths once a day didn’t help with his appearance either.
It made him wonder time and again what Ezraphel actually sees in him to call him physically attracted and mean it. Looking into the mirror Stanley may have found the answer to that if Ezraphel considered Incubization the final solution. All the visual deformities caused by his lifestyle were gone, no blemishes, skin discoloration or fat to be seen. His previously uncut greasy hair was course corrected to have a glossy sheen and his patchy unshaved beard…was gone. He was smooth as a baby’s bottom and his eyes were somehow an even deeper shade of brown.
Stanley looked at his for a moment longer before coming to a realization.
“I look like a fucking bishounen.”
Given that Ezraphel cast this spell it’s a wonder that he didn’t go full blown shota.
“Eugh” he shivered just thinking about it “fuck no.”
Or it could be that Ezraphel’s preferences had little to do with the overall outcome of the spell. She didn’t specify that the spell would be tailored to her preferences so much as it would just give him an incubus body. Speaking of which, Stanley lifted his shirt and whistled in appreciation at the lack of the easily concealed but ever present beer gut. He wasn’t ripped but he was toned with barest hint of a six pack which was fine because he had no interest in getting one anyway.
“Not bad, I approve”
“As do I~”
Stanley jolted head snapped up to the mirror to see Ezraphel standing right behind him.
“What the fu-hmph!?”
He spun around to land face first in her cleavage where she embraced him.
“How long have you been standing there?”
“Since you lifted up your shirt” she paused to give a smile that was as coy as it was lewd “you approve of the changes?”
“…yeah.”
The smile on her face lessened somewhat at her next question “how do you feel?”
Stanley thought on that for a while and almost gave a ‘fine’ as an answer but that wasn’t quite right. He didn’t just feel ‘fine’ he felt good, great even. It only occurred to him but overall he felt
“Better” he answered.
Ezraphel’s smile widened “do you feel different mentally?”
The one thing he had been dreading with this spell, the loss of his sense of self. After a moment of rumination Stanley felt he was the same as he’d always been. Maybe he felt more love towards Ezraphel but that could just as easily be that final barrier being removed.
He shook his head “no, I don’t feel any different.”
“Good” she smiled and two of them kissed.
As they did however Stanley got the sense that he may have spoke too soon. Breaking away from the kiss looked at his girlfriend funny.
“What is it?”
“Did you, change your shampoo or something?”
Ezraphel cocked her head “no, why do you ask?”
“What’s that smell?” he sniffed the air, looking around before focusing back on her.
Ezraphel always smelled good no matter what but there was something almost intoxicating about her aroma now.
‘Did my senses get enhanced or something.’
As he thought this Ezraphel had the biggest grin on her face “Stanley I believe I know what it is you are smelling~”
“You do?” he asked almost hesitantly.
“Yes, because I smell it too~”
‘Dare I ask?’
“Yeah, what is it then?”
At that Ezraphel gently pushed herself away with a cheeky smile of anticipation. Her hands placed behind her back as her tail undulated in excitement.
“Guess”
Dubiously he gave her a once over, taking a sniff every once in a while until his eyes trailed down and to her crotch…where there was a growing wet spot. Said wet spot he realized was the source of that pungent aroma. Its pheromone, he’s smelling Ezraphel’s pheromones and he had no idea how to react to that so he just tossed out a general go-to phrase for situations like this.
“What the fuck?”
He looked into her eyes but she was looking at him, he trailed down to find that she was looking at the rather impressive tent he was currently pitching.
‘How the hell did I not notice that?’
Now that he did there was no ignoring it now.
“That looks troublesome” Ezraphel commented as she twirled strand of hair around her finger while biting her lip.
That’s one way of putting it, another way is
“It feels like my dicks about to explode” he deadpanned with gritted teeth.
“We can’t have that?” finally her eyes met his and for a moment the two stared at each other unmoving.
“Stanley-”
“Ez-”
The two paused again before Stanley adopted a determined look while Ezraphel’s grinned and together they both exclaimed.
“Fuck me~/Let’s fuck!”
A moment later they crashed into each other in a rough and sloppy make out session. Tongues coiled, hands roamed and mutual moaning included. Ezraphel tried to wrestle for control but Stanley wasn’t having it. With his newfound Incubus strength he swept Ezraphel off her feet eliciting a giggle and carried her through the door and into his bedroom. Tossing her onto the bed he shut the door and pulled off his shirt.
Turning around to Ezraphel he saw that she was already naked and lounging on the bed as if it were throne with one leg crossed over her knee. Her red eyes were glowing and the scent of pheromones was almost a visible cloud to his newfound senses. With a snap of her finger Stanley’s pants disappeared, he wouldn’t be surprised if it ended up smacking some guy in another dimension. Not that he cared, having his foot long cock exposed to Ezraphel’s pheromones in an enclosed room made it start leaking.
Then she uncrossed her legs like in basic instincts and that’s when his memory kind of just cut off.
~Post-Coital Smog~
The first thing he did upon coming to was to take a deep breath and inhale some of that fresh air-nope wait no not fresh air. This air was anything but fresh not with the smell of pheromones, sweat, semen and other things floating about. More prevalent than all of those however was the scent of something sweet.
‘What is that?’
His eyes opened in consternation as he continued to sniff the air, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it but he had smelled the scent before. Also it was dark.
‘Why is it so dark?’
He tried to move but groaned as a familiar soreness made itself known. This was the same type of soreness he had whenever Ezraphel would overdo it with the servicing.
‘Wait a minute…’
Gears turned before it hit him, the memories. Most of it was a fog of sensations but sometimes bits and pieces of specific actions would segregate themselves from the fog. Almost immediately he figured out what happened.
‘Ez and I had sex’ a slow excited grin came upon him ‘we had a lot of sex’ he was positively giddy now.
“I’m not a virgin anymore” he laughed to himself before wincing “ow, it hurts to laugh.”
‘That explains the soreness at least.’ He thought to himself.
“Hmm~”
Stanley looked to the side ‘huh, somehow I didn’t even notice her.’
Considering that there was a naked Lilim currently clinging to him that says something about where his head is at right now. Looking at her sleeping face of blissful satisfaction he couldn’t help but notice the odd angle of their position and it felt as if his upper body was being elevated. Curiously Stanley lifted himself by the elbow to check what exactly was going on and promptly had his mind blown.
Apart from noticing the mess of sheets, he also saw that the bottom half of his bed had collapsed.
“How…?” as he asked a memory resurfaced to answer.
He was sitting at the edge of the bed with Ezraphel bouncing on his lap while he was sucking on her tits. He couldn’t say how long or how hard she was impaling herself on him but on one particularly hard bounce the bed broke under them. He remembered they had paused for about a second, shrugged then continued to rut with each other like the animals they had become.
“Oh. Holy shit” he whispered in shock “how is my pelvis still intact?” he thought for a moment before nodding “Incubus body, right.”
Speaking of body, he couldn’t help but notice how his was tangled with Ezraphel’s right then. Not that he was self-conscious about such things, hard to be self conscious when he’s been having sex with the woman for…uh…
How long has it been?
He looked to the nightstand only to see that it was overturned. Feeling some trepidation his gaze snapped to where his personal desktop was and sighed as the device was still undisturbed.
‘Oh thank God’
It was about the only thing in the room that wasn’t tossed about and/or broken, which shows that he had his priorities in order even in a primal sex haze. Still, they did a number on the room, stains were everywhere including the ceiling.
How the hell did they manage to fuck on the ceiling?
“…oh”
Magic…the short answer is magic. The long answer is imagination and no moderation.
Stanley’s eyes narrowed, the room looked, not dark but murky which is weird because he could see sunlight coming from the behind the blinds. His eyes adjusted a bit and he could see that there was something in the room, a kind of smog only discolored dark black or purple. Come to think of it this said smog might be the source of the almost sickly sweet smelling aroma.
Why does that sound so familiar to him?
…
…
…!
“Oh…oh fuck, no!”
Stanley shot and began to frantically jostle his girlfriend awake “Ez…Ez wake up!”
“Hm, Stanley~ give me more~”
“For the love of-WAKE UP WOMAN!!” he shouted directly in her ear getting a yelp out of her.
“Aah!” she pushed Stanley away and sat up in confusion while using her fingers to dispel the ringing in her ears “huh, wha” looking about her eyes landed on the perpetrator “Stanley, why did you do that?” she pouted.
Stanley had surprisingly been able to weather her knee-jerk reaction. She shoved him off the bed but he was able to recover rather quickly.
“Needed to get your attention” he said getting to his feet “we have a problem!”
“Hm, oh~” her eyes were instantly glued to his form.
Stanley didn’t notice this as he walked across the room to retrieve his tablet and check the time.
His reaction was “!@#$%$#@%!@$%”
Even through her ogling Ezraphel seemed confused and more than a little curious at his rather unique reaction. So she made her way to look over his shoulder at the tablet but could only see the regular display screen. She could not find the source for his reaction yet the longer he looked at the screen the more severe his reaction became. His body shook, his emotions got agitated and his mumblings grew louder and more erratic.
Concerned for his mental state she placed a hand on his shoulder “Stanley, what’s wrong?”
So fast it took her by surprise Stanley gripped her shoulders bringing her face close to his and not in the intimate way. Ezraphel recoiled at the fast movement combined with his downright manic expression. It was the emotions behind it however that truly concerned her.
“We. Have Been Fucking. For TEN. STRAIGHT. DAAAYS!”
In the interim following his loud declaration there was total silence save for Stanley’s erratic breathing. For a while Ezraphel was at a loss for words, she stared at him for a moment, looked away with a thoughtful hum and shrugged.
“Oh, is that all?”
The grip on her shoulder increased and Stanley started to tremble, less in anxiety and more like a volcano about to erupt. He was even foaming at the mouth which was just…
Clearly this is a big deal to him so Ezraphel backpedaled quickly to avoid the eruption of Mt. Stanley “w-what I meant was that this is normal” the trembling stopped.
“How and why?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“W-well you see” Ezraphel coughed and went into lecture mode “Mamono and Incubus coupling work on a system of energy exchange. The more spirit energy a Mamono intakes the more powerful she will eventually become. Usually a Mamono, through sex, would use their own energy to turn a normal human into an Incubus. The Incubus is actually just a human whose body (and mind) is transformed in such a way that he is able to supply his Mamono wife with Spirit Energy (and pleasure) more efficiently.”
“Get to the point!”
“Ah, i-if Mamono of higher power were to have sex with a man who has turned into an Incubus through her own power then by using the transferred Mamono and Spirit Energies to rejuvenate themselves, they could very well go on to have sex for a long time. I have heard some of my married sisters and even other Mamono of power recount tales of spending weeks coupling with their spouses.”
“…okay, I think I get. Thank you for that explanation Ezraphel, that was very clear and concise” he released his grip lock with all the tenderness of a robot and stepped back “one thing though”
The Lilim rubbed her shoulder “yes Stanley”
“Did you know this would happen when you made me into an Incubus?”
“I only gave you the body of an Incubus” she corrected which got her a low growl “a-and yes I may have been aware.”
“So why didn’t you explain all this before?”
“W-well you see, umm…” nervous sweat began to form at the back of the Lilim’s neck she has no excuse for this one, Ezraphel has been working on it for so long that when she finished she was too excited at the prospect of finally having sex to think about such things like precaution. Worst case scenario, he ends up becoming an Incubus but then she’ll be able to mitigate the damages for such a thing, it would take a while and a period of him not trusting her but she could pull through.
“Let me guess, it ‘slipped your mind’?”
“Yes…?”
“…”
“…”
He closed his eyes with a sigh “I can’t stay mad at you.” After a few deep breaths Stanley looked around the room “Ez, is this dark mist what I think it is?”
“Dark mist?”
He went over to the blinds pushed them aside to see that he entire room was covered in purple smog.
“Dark mist” he reiterated.
“Oh, I did not notice that.”
“It’s Demonic Energy isn’t it?”
“Hmm, yep”
“And it’s from us?”
“Naturally”
“…give it to me straight here Ez, is my neighborhood a goddamn Demon Realm now?” Despite the harsh words, there was a certain depression in his tone.
“Oh no, of course not Stanley” she assured while embracing him “I placed a barrier around the room to prevent Demonic Energy from leaking into the outside world as per your instructions, don’t you remember?”
“I did?”
Even as he said this a memory came to the fore
Three Days Ago…
Stanley was pounding Ezraphel in a mating press on the as of yet collapsed bed. Both their bodies were slick with sweat, gasps and groans escaped him as he pounded away in her pussy with manic abandon. It was the most addicting feeling ever, only made better by the Lilim’s moans and screams of pleasure with each thrust until
“Guuughh!”
“Aaahn~”
*SPLURT*
He pulled out of her, still cumming, and aimed it across her body, ending with a splash on her face.
Stanley gasped taking deep breaths “that…that is a lot of cum” and it was thick too, like cream. It felt right to do that at the time but Stanley wondered if it was really okay to cover her in his semen like that.
‘Isn’t that kind of thing demeaning to females or something?’
Ezraphel’s quivering form answered his question when her long tongue to clean every single drop from her face, chew it in her mouth and swallow with a hum and shudder.
‘Okay never mind’
After a moment the semen on her body was absorbed into her skin until she was a panting, sweaty Lilim as opposed to a cum-stained one.
‘…that is fucking weird…and also hot’
What the fuck was wrong with him?
He shook his head and looked around, he needed to get his bearings and the first thing that came to mind was checking the time. Except when his eyes roamed the room he found that there was smog covering the area.
“What?” he attempted to move to the blinds to see if this was real.
Key word being attempted since he didn’t even take a single step back before a long sinuous tail coiled around his dick and began to stroke.
“D-don’t guh yet Shtanley, o-one more load pweesh~”
“Hey-hey-hey I’m all for…getting rid of-ah…moderation…but uh…if I don’t get sustenance I might die” he panted.
“N-nuh-huh…Incubosh shurvive on Demuhnic Energy an’ shtuff”
“What the hell is wrong with your voice?”
“I dunno what chu’ talkin’ bout?”
For the first time Ezraphel sat on her elbows. Her pale skin was flushed and glistened with sweat as her large chest heaved with every breath taken, which, from the looks of it seem to be from excitement rather than fatigue. She had a dopey smile on her face and her half lidded eyes had hearts in them…
Wait what?
“The fuck?” Stanley recoiled slightly on seeing thatbefore he was pulled into her again “ohhh~”
“Ah~ back where you belong~”
Stanley groaned at the now familiar sensation of Ezraphel’s tight wet pussy. Before he started stroking himself inside her but somehow managed to cling long enough to his dwindling rationality to grit out a few words.
“You re-eallyneed to see this Ez!”
Her only response was for him to go faster and deeper and damned if he almost gave in.
Gritting his teeth he grabbed her by the horns though this only elicited a shriek of pleasure and cry of “grab my horns more!”
*SLAP*
“Dammit you cock-drunk Succu-butt! Pull yourself together and listen!”
That managed to sober her up some, at least the freaky heart-eyes were gone to reveal a bewildered expression “y-you slapped me”
Stanley hesitated for a minute “yeah I did” he said not feeling particularly proud of his actions.
“Do it again~” her already flushed face burned more and Stanley felt her walls tighten.
And just like that the guilt was gone “oh for fucks sake” he gestured to the room “are you seeing this shit?”
Ezraphel looked about “hm?”
“The black mist Ez, the black mist!”
“You mean the Demonic Energy?”
“Yes!”
“Then yes I see it”
“Is this going to turn the neighborhood into a Demon Realm?”
“Eventually” she answered “give it a few more weeks” she smirked “or days at this rate.”
*Clench*
“Guh-ah! C-can you make it so that it doesn’t?”
“Why?”
His eyes narrowed dangerously “you-”
“I jest Stanley, I know the dangers if your government were to find out about Demonic Energy at this stage.”
“Then fix it!”
“Very well” she closed her eyes for a moment and intoned a strange language before several massive magic circle were planted on all four walls of the room “there, I have erected a barrier so that the energy will not escape from this room”
“Oh, well that’s a relief”
“Now, I do believe we were in the middle of something~”
Present…
“Oh-”
“My~”
He looked to see that Ezraphel had the sexy ‘naughty girl’ look, you know flushed cheeks, sultry expression and teeth biting one finger look. He also saw that her eyes were glued to his erection.
“Goddamit” he muttered before snapping his fingers in front of her “hey, eyes up here”
“Oh Stanley~”
“No” he knew what that voice meant.
“That looks so uncomfortable”
“Don’t you fucking dare-”
“I feel as your wife, it is my duty, nay, my privilege to take care of such things for you now”
“Seriously, could you get your head out the gutter for one second?”
“You are right Stanley” she nodded and suddenly she was on her knees, face inches from his erection “I should give you ‘the head’ instead” she reached out.
Before she could touch it though Stanley jerked away “okay first of all, it’s ‘give head’ not ‘give the head’ okay. In this situation ‘head’ is a verb not a noun” and the reason why he is even mentioning something like this is both to confuse the Lilim (whose brow furrowed in confusion) and to buy him time for next part in this hastily construed escape plan “and second” he gave her a grin that had her heart skip a beat “no hands.”
Instantly Ezraphel had assumed a most elegant position she remembered from her Inari acquaintance of Zinpangu. Sitting on her knees ‘seiza’ style, back straight, hands on her lap and head held high. Ezraphel’s picture of poise only betrayed by her flushed skin, heaving chest and wagging tail. Stanley couldn’t help but compare her to a dog waiting for a treat. As uncool as he felt that comparison to be he just calls it how he sees it.
“Close your eyes” an excited low squeal emanated from her as she did just that “and open your mouth for the surprise~” he intoned and she did just that, audibly panting while her long tongue slipped from her mouth, both hot and wet like her nethers.
Seeing this Stanley almost didn’t go through with it, a strange compulsion nearly overtook him, he blamed the fucking Demonic Energy mist but not even that could prevent him from completing his plan, it was that important. Taking deep breaths Stanley’s eyes sharpened and his mind cleared of lustful thoughts if only for a moment and he reaffirmed to himself that this was the right thing to do.
Now centered and resolute Stanley turned sharply to the left…
*SMACK*
“Kyah!?”
-and smacked Ezraphel across the face with his dick.
*Thud*
Ezraphel body fell to the side more from shock and sudden shift of balance than from true force of impact, not to say that she did not feel it.
The Lilim held her cheek wondering what in the gods name just happened “w-what just…”
Whatever she was about to say died in her throat as Stanley loomed over her and despite being smaller, weaker and lacking any sort of magical power Stanley’s presence might as well been that of a Titan. He stood tall, back straight, arms folded across his chest, erection standing at full mast and his face, his face was shadowed while two glowing white dots stared into her soul.
“Now here’s what’s going to happen, Ez” Stanley’s voice rumbled sending shivers down her spine “I’m gonna go take a cold shower, you’re gonna get rid of all this Demonic Energy and fix this room. If you manage to do that before I’m done we can continue where we left off, cool?”
His dick jumped and Ezraphel’s tongue darted out to lick her lips before she was at her feet “yes!”
“Great~” he drawled before exiting the room.
~Ezraphel…Berkowitz?~
Ezraphel was already at work getting rid of the excess Demonic Energy by the time Stanley left the room. It felt like such a waste, her instincts were practically at war with her mind telling her to dismiss Stanley’s order and spread the corruptive energy instead, until the entire neighborhood was a Mamono Realm and everyone was corrupted. Ezraphel reigned in these instincts and dismissed the urges due to one simple fact, it would greatly displease Stanley.
Stanley had made his stance on Mamono corruption very clear to her. While he supported Mamono’s rights to life, love and the pursuit of pleasure he did not at all support how they chose to go about it. He especially disliked how they use Demonic Energy and charm magic to coerce humans into reciprocating their affection. She could somewhat agree with this if the humans in her dimension were like those on earth, open-minded individuals who try to understand the unknown rather than devote their lives to a prejudiced God with antiquated ideals.
Thinking about it in hindsight the only thing that hindered hers and Stanley’s relationship at first were their own biases and fears. Stanley thought she was incapable of empathizing with humans and feared being manipulated by her magic to become someone he was not while Ezraphel ironically thought he was too stubborn and paranoid to see reason and feared being rejected by him. It took them a while to reconcile these issues and now they were here, husband and wife.
“Stanley and Ezraphel…Berkowitz” Ezraphel gave a giddy squeal at the thought.
Yes Stanley was her husband now, he may not have been a true Incubus but he was the next best thing and really it is for the best. While a fully realized Incubus Stanley would have been more fun, she felt it would have ultimately cheapened the ‘Stanley’ experience. For one he would have been more open minded to sex which sounded very nice at first but then she would have not have experiences like earlier.
She held her cheek and sighed, the area where his cock had impacted her cheek was still warm and had the scent of his spirit energy. If Stanley had been an Incubus then chances are he would have simply shoved his cock down her throat and fucked it raw. Again that would have been very nice and welcomed but Ezraphel rather liked this outcome even more. Never would Ezraphel expect to be struck by a hardened phallus in such a way at any point in her life and if someone were to tell her that this was her future last year, she would have laughed in their face.
Really, what man would use his member to slap a woman in the face outside of playful teasing?
It sounded ridiculous and even now Ezraphel giggled at the memory but that was Stanley in a nutshell, always betraying expectations. There was a thrill to that, the notion of not knowing what he will do next to surprise her. It was a long and tedious journey to get to this point but in hindsight Ezraphel could not say that it was a boring or very predictable one. And with such a reaction after they just had sex Stanley has made his declaration of intent to uphold his defiance in the face of her.
“In hindsight I deserved that” She hummed to herself.
In her enthusiasm she forgot just who she was talking to and assumed that since he had gotten the full ‘Ezraphel experience’ he would fall in line like any good husband. Oh what a glorious error she had made and it only made her excited for things to come.
Speaking of…
“All done”
In her musings Ezraphel had gathered the Demonic energy, transformed it into dark matter and further condensed it into the size of a marble. A marble the color of light-sucking black-purple energy with enough corruptive energy to instantly Monsterize/Incubize several humans if exposed to it.
With a flick of her wrist the energy was banished into a pocket dimension for later use.
“Hmm~” Ezraphel stretched with a pleased smile on her face.
She had never felt so fulfilled in her entire life. Hers was a high never before experienced and the absolute epitome of satisfaction that could not be compared. She felt even stronger than before she got here, if only a little but that went along way considering who she was.
‘And this was only only after a few days of sex!’ she thought giddily.
This went beyond her initial expectations and she could only attribute it to the fact that her first time was given to the right man.
‘No cheap flings in a failed attempt at showing dominance for this Lilim.’
To further prove her point Ezraphel snapped her fingers then watched the magic clean, rearrange and fix everything in the room.
“I missed this” while she had learned the value of hard work in the time of her depowerment one cannot deny that having untold power literally at your fingertips to do both mundane and extraordinary things at the snap of a finger is not a wonderful feeling.
In a matter of moments Stanley’s room was looking even cleaner than before they started which isn’t saying much because Ezraphel was very thorough in her work.
“All done” she cocked her head to the side “and so is Stanley~” she smiled coyly.
The connection she had with him had only grown since their union. Now she could not only sense his emotions clearly and pinpoint his specific location over a wider range but she could also ascertain what he was doing as well. If she so desired she could allow for telepathic communication and of course, dream diving.
“Hm, dream sex~” she stared off with a lustful smile for a minute before shaking her head “maybe tonight, as for now…”
She teleported away and into Stanley’s bathroom, appearing behind the man with a devilish grin and covered his eyes.
“Guess who?”
~Beginning of the Honeymoon Phase~
Earlier…
Stanley closed the door behind and almost immediately he noted how distinct the uncorrupted air was. He would have called it fresh but in all honesty he preferred the tainted air.
“No, no that’s the Incubus talking” he shook his head, the last thing he wanted was to be a slave to the effects of corruption.
He had gotten familiar with it just from his time in that room. He had seen its distinct appearance with his own eyes, smell it tickling his nose, felt it clinging to his skin and taste it with his tongue. Although to be perfectly honest that last part might have just been Ezraphel. The memory flashes keep coming in and Stanley has concluded that they have done everything he has seen a single man and woman can do in a room together without getting into some weird kinky shit.
‘Speaking of weird kinks’ he looked down at his still throbbing foot long with a grimace.
“I need to find a way to control this thing”
There is the saying that men think with their dicks but Stanley’s new Incubus dick might have developed a mind of its own and is currently scheming its sovereign independence from the rest of him.
The thing actually throbbed in that moment.
<Viva la revolución!>
Stanley entered his bathroom and immediately went for a cold shower.
“Ooh, that’s brisk!” he said through gritted teeth as the cold droplets hit him.
In no time at all Stanley had gotten used to the cold and watched in triumph as his erection receded under the near freezing onslaught.
<You can silence me but you can’t silence the truth!>
“…why do I feel like I just stopped a symptom instead of finding a cure?”
‘First thing I need to do after the shower is read up on Incubi.’
He would have asked Ezraphel but he felt any prolonged interaction with her would just end up with him missing more days. It would be the ‘honeymoon phase’ all over again, except this time he had the stamina to keep up with her demands…mostly. Also sex with Ezraphel is literally the best thing ever and the only reason why he wasn’t railing her right now was due to his inherent stubbornness and pride.
Never underestimate a schizoid weeb with the will of a contrarian. Honestly he is actually ambivalent when it comes to having sex with Ezraphel, meaning he could go with or without but at this point it is instinctive for him to fight back against any and all things that fall into the realm of the norm when it comes to Ezraphel and sex.
During the shower Stanley had once again taken notice of the changes his body had undergone. Somehow it looked even more defined than the last time. He had this feeling that the changes aren’t supposed to be noticeable but his vision was just that good now. Whereas before he lost the small beer belly but just that, now he was developing abs…freaking abs and muscles.
‘Oh, I cannot wait for the next paintball match’
One would think being a reclusive, lazy person who sits around eating junk food most days that Stanley would be fat. One would be right, if he was not also a gun enthusiast who infrequently participates in private paintball and airsoft rifle matches. Stanley took those things seriously enough to make token efforts in staying in the right shape so that he doesn’t embarrass himself or his team during their infrequent meets.
Granted, he was still unfit and scrawny but he wasn’t fat. Now though, he had the build of a miniature Olympic swimmer or something to that effect. And to think, a single spell and marathon sex created what would otherwise take years of intense training to accomplish. Stanley should feel a bit ashamed he didn’t actually give a shit. He has a girlfriend who has magic and she decided to spit in the face of crossfit pros by doing body modification on him.
Should he be concerned about that?
Maybe, but then again “I have abs”
So there you go.
A few more minutes and Stanley managed to finally feel clean…on the outside. He just about wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the tub when a pair of dainty hands blocked his vision. A spike of panic enveloped him and he flailed only to be pulled back into a pair of familiar soft orbs.
Present…
“Guess who~”
“…Satan?”
“No, though I have come to tempt you into sin~”
“Well too bad, I already finished” he attempted to leave her clutches but to no avail, her hands wound slowly down his chest like sensual snakes locking him place while roaming his new abs.
“Hm~ I like this” she moaned in his ear.
Stanley gritted his teeth even as he blushed at the contact and the feel of her hot breath on his neck “good for you. Mind letting me go so I can put some clothes on?”
“Oh but why? I much prefer you as you are~” she remarked in the same sensual tone.
As she said this, her tail wound round his waist, slipped between his thighs to rub against his crutch.
“Well too bad” he retorted spinning round the face her “I just got done so you missed your chance at hot shower sex.”
Ezraphel raised an amused eyebrow “did I? Did I really?” she pointed a single finger down.
He followed said finger to see a fully erect foot long cock “son of a-”
“Well that looks inconvenient” Ezraphel commented with all the veneer of a woman oh so smug.
“You did this-of course you did. Goddammit Ez, I have shit to do”
Ezraphel lost the smile to pin him with a stern gaze “Stanley, it really is not ideal for an Incubus to be pent up”
His eye twitched “pent up!? We literally just got done having a ten day marathon sex so how the hell am I ‘pent up’ woman!?”
“You forget Stanley” she began the smile slowly crept onto her face.
He took a step back, she matched him “forget what?”
“You are my husband now” she continued to match his retreat “your body is that of an Incubus for a Lilim, for me” she chuckled as his back hit the door and she loomed over him, her eyes glowing “and a Lilim is known for three things: their bewitching beauty, overwhelming power and~” she placed her hand at either side of his head essentially trapping him and lower her body until they were face to face “their Voracious. Sexual. A~pe~tite~”
To punctuate this she raised her index finger between their faces, dipped down and scooped up a bit of his pre-cum which was so thick it looked indistinguishable from the regular stuff. She made a show of slowly raising her finger to her outstretched tongue before eventually placing it in her mouth. Naturally she released a deep moan and shudder but never once did her eyes leave his.
And when her hand went back to the side of his head she spoke a single word “delicious~”
Far from being placated he was agitated, teeth grit, eyes twitch and his fist kept clenching and unclenching as his instincts fought against his reasoning.
“You did this-” before he could finish a single finger was placed upon his lip, not the one that was on his dick thankfully.
“Shh, I know it may seem like I am manipulating you Stanley but I am only acting on what you won’t” Ezraphel had entered ‘lecture mode’ “while it may be inconvenient to you this is just the way it is for Incubi satisfying their wives.”
“I…I can’t lose more days doing this Ez” he spoke in a tone between a whimper and a hiss.
She gently cradled his face “I know, just bare with it for…I don’t know…two days, three tops. I promise after then both of our rampant sex drives will start to settle, at least for the moment and we will go back to normal.”
“What the fuck even is normal anymore?”
“Point” she conceded “so, will you accompany me to the baths and…wash my back?”
He somehow managed to give a deadpan expression “really?” she continued to stare “ugh, fine.”
And with that they were both teleported into Ezraphel’s bath pools. Ezraphel ended up on solid ground while Stanley…
*SPLASH*
“Goddamit Ez!”
“Sorry~”
“Why the hell is the water so deep?”
“The water is not deep, I made it so that it only reaches my…breasts…” she trailed off at the look he gave her “oh…”
“Yeah, oh” he grumbled wading towards the edge where Ezraphel stood
“I am truly sorry about that”
“Whatever, look if we’re doing this please keep in mind that I haven’t eaten in days. So think we could wrap this up in a few hours for a snack break?”
“No worries Stanley, we shall ‘feast’ on each other” she giggled.
“Are you seri-” he paused reaching the edge as he went over her words “I almost fell for that?”
Just then a pair of long legs wrapped around his shoulders preventing him from leaving the pool and locking him in place.
“Fell for what?”
Stanley could only blink as he was treated to the sight of his new wife’s most sacred area. Clean, shaved, wet and looking as exquisite as the rest of her.
“Uh…” his eyes trailed up to barely meet her gaze past the valley of her breasts where a rosy cheek Lilim had the most Cheshire grin.
“Enjoy your meal, Stanley~”
“Son of a bi-UMPH.”
And he just got the taste out of his mouth too.
~To Be Continued~
A Message to My Patrons: I sincerely apologize for the late update there were a bunch of stuff that had to be done. I was obligated to celebrate new years with the family and I ended up crashing. Then I forgot I had to some edits for this chapter and ended up making major changes. This has the be most divergent chapter from the original, I basically had to retcon an entire segment and replace it then rewrite almost everything else afterwards to fit with the new stuff.
For anyone who read and actually remembered the original story you’ll know what I changed and I hope you like it. If you don’t and it’s still good then AWESOME!
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Akeno21
the new version is very good hope for a next chapter :)
