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Dew\nshined across lawns and caught the morning rays, scattering them across lawns like tiny\njewels. Long shadows of picket fences shortened and the thin fog of night dissipated,\nwarming and fading into the day. Birds woke in their nests and filled the air with song,\nbreaking the tranquil silence of a weekend morning. For hours they trilled and chirped\nunopposed, until the residents of the suburb finally stirred. Still, the streets remained\nempty. Curtains opened and let natural light into homes, adding to the lazy weekend\natmosphere. No one felt the need or urge to leave and squander their weekend, leaving the\nstreets empty and silent and drawing further attention to the only two figures on them, in\ncase their appearances didn't grab enough on their own. The pair was comically\nmismatched, one tall and slender, the other short and round, to the point of distracting\nfrom their evident supernatural heritage. Given any scrutiny their demonic linage was\nundeniable, though they were far from threatening. Dressed in light street clothes, they\nwere hardly intimidating despite their modest horns and miniature wings. Their spaded\ntails swayed in their wake as they sashayed down sidewalks, searching for a specific home.\nThey slowed and referenced their phones several times before they found their destination,\na house not much different than those surrounding it. They double and triple checked their\nnotes as they approached, then knocked on the door and announced themselves. The sound\nechoed through the rooms beyond and faded to silence, but no one came to greet them.\nThe pair lingered on the door mat and let minutes pass before they knocked again, this\ntime hard enough to be heard throughout the home. Still, no one arrived, and they\nconfirmed the address once more. Confident they were in the right place, the smaller of the\nimps called the house's residents, checking to see if they were even home. The taller one\ntapped their foot and folded their arms, then checked the windows for signs of life. The\ncurtains were still drawn and the rooms beyond dark, casting doubt that their friends were\npresent. The smaller demon hung up their phone as their counterpart finished their\ninspection, and they discussed their options. They reread their mutual friend's messages\nand ensured there was no misunderstanding, and a tinge of worry crept into their chests\nwhen they found none. Their conversation drifted to letting themselves in, with a hidden\nspare key or otherwise, and as they resolved to do so, a small click caught their attention.\nThe door's handle wiggled and turned, then swung open to reveal a light-less interior. A\nwall of lust-saturated air washed over them, tinting their cheeks with arousal and stirring\ntheir other-worldly hungers. Their tails lashed with restrained excitement as they stepped\nin, clouding their thoughts and almost spurring them to forget why they were there. An\nalmost imperceptible squeak from around a corner caught the taller's attention, and they\nbrought their companion back to reality with a gentle shake of the shoulder. The shorter\nimp shook the fog of need from their head, then followed their friend deeper into the\nabode.\nThe aura of lust permeating the house strengthened with every step, tugging at their\nconcentration as they neared its source. The tempting force guided them down a wide\nhallway to an equally wide door. The taller imp hesitated and considered knocking, though\ntheir counterpart let themselves in before they decided. Their eyes widened and their mouths\nwatered as a haze of concentrated carnal need poured over them, saturating their senses\nand rooting them in place. They hardly noticed the sustained squeaking of the bedroom's\nmattress or its jet black occupant, and blindly approached until the raven's breath caught\nin her throat. She shivered with climatic release and let out a low resonating groan,\ntrembling and shuddering until she crashed down from her climactic high. The bed dominating\nraven smoothed her ruffled feathers before the rush of bliss gave way to\nexhaustion, and her eyes fluttered as she teetered on the edge of consciousness, A soft\ncough from her doorway was the only thing to stop her from slipping back into dreams, and\nit took her a moment to recognize the mismatched pair of imps. Once she did however, she\nbeckoned them in with what little energy she could muster. Samantha wiped the sleep from\nher eyes and invited them to sit on the bed beside her, despite the fractional inches of open\nspace. The dark raven clucked with realization after the imps remained standing, then\nmustered her strength and shuffled to the side. Her mattress creaked and groaned with\nprotest as she moved her immobile bulk, bouncing and wobbling millimeters at a time. A\nfew minutes of waggling moved her quadruple-wide hips and love-handles, and she\nreached over herself to lift and shift her belly. The imps assisted her herculean effort, and\nafter a few moments of intense straining, the demons had a place to sit beside her. The pair\nsquished into her soft flab and claimed their shared perch, then got down to business.\n\"Thanks for getting over here on such short notice,\" Samantha huffed. \"I don't think this is\nsomething I can do on my own.\"\n\"Physically or emotionally,\" the shorter imp quipped.\n\"Both?\" The immensely obese raven admitted and sighed. \"It's about Natasha.\"\nThe imps nodded and invited her to continue.\n\"You know how she needs to feed on sexual energy and all that right? Do you two do that\ntoo?\"\nThe pair nodded, and the taller spoke. \"We don't need as much, but yeah. We know what\nyou're talking about.\"\nSamantha nodded, relieved she wouldn't need to explain much. \"That's been a bit of a\nstaple in our relationship. It actually started from that too, but that's beside the point. Have\neither of you ever heard of someone getting addicted to someone?\"\nThe imps crossed their arms in thought. \"Not personally, but I've heard it can happen.\" The\nshorter imp leaned forward to add to their friend's point. \"It's not common, but when it\nhappens, I don't think it ends well for who they're feeding on.\"\nSamantha decided to ignore the last bit. \"I think Natasha's gotten addicted to me. But even\nif she hasn't, her habits have gotten to be too much.\" She took in a breath to continue, which\ncaught in her throat as her blob of a belly subtly shifted. She bit her tongue and stifled a\ncoo, then fought and reclaimed her composure. \"I haven't slept well in weeks,\" she hissed.\nThe imps shared a look of confusion, then turned back to the obese raven. \"Is she\ninvading your dreams or something? I think you can get a charm to stop that.\"\nSamantha shook her head, a gesture that rippled down her chins and wobbled her breasts.\n\"No no, it's where she-\" An involuntary groan stole her voice, adding a shade of concern to\nthe imps' expression.\n\"Natasha's not hurting you, is she?\"\nThe raven managed to shake her head, but that was all she could muster, The imps senses\nthe blooming lust in her core, and what little energy she gathered from her sleepless night\nwent into expressing it. Her pulse raced and her chest rose and fell with ragged pants, until\nher entire form shook and wobbled with impending orgasm, With her endurance worn to\nnothing, it approached quickly, and the aura of her need saturated the room as she climaxed\nbefore them. Samantha's cheeks blazed with a combination of embarrassment and\nsatisfaction, deepening the imps' confusion. The demons worked to keep their own carnal\nappetites in check while their friend recovered, though their patience wore thin before the\nraven's stamina returned.\n\"Where is Natasha,\" the shorter one asked.\nSamantha raced to catch her breath, though it along with words eluded her. Rather than\nwait for recovery, she decided it would be easier to show them. The imps stood from her\nmattress as she leaned over her colossal bulk, reaching for the top roll of her belly and\nwiggling her fingers into the ridge hiding her navel. The raven gathered her strength and\nlifted, though her doughy apron only moved a few inches. The imps caught on and followed\nher example, groping her lower roll and lifting with their combined strength. Her\noverwhelming softness made finding purchase nearly impossible, but once the pair of imps\nsolved out a technique, they made progress. Like an avalanche in reverse, the raven's\nbelly lifted and receded, revealing a pair of albino feet. Natasha's toes flexed and curled\nwith delight while Samantha's moans escalated, and the pieces of the puzzle fell together.\nRather than attempt to lift the raven's belly entirely, the imps grabbed the coyote's ankles\nand tugged, inching her out from beneath her mate. The semi-conscious canine wiggled and\nsquirmed and resisted their efforts, grasping and grabbing to stay in place, but the doughy\nraven's rolls and folds proved difficult to grip. The imps pulled and pulled until her knees\nescaped the rolls of her gut, gaining momentum until her thighs and hips followed. The pair\nof demons moved their hold up and grasped Natasha's hips, though they ran into a new\nproblem as her waist neared the open air.\nNo longer contained by Samantha's rolls, Natasha's arousal spilled into the air and\nmixed with her mate's, creating a cocktail irresistible to the imps. Their focus and grip\nfrayed as they battled the urge to indulge with the greater demon, slowing their progress to\na stop. Samantha snapped her fingers and chided them for falling so easily to their desires,\nthough she failed to rouse them from their hungry trance. Fortunately, they'd reached a\npoint where their help wasn't required. Free from the constant, overwhelming sensations\nof her mate's tongue, Samantha gathered her strength, dug into the folds of her gut, and\nlifted with all her might. The cool air of their bedroom washed over the albino coyote's\nupper body as she strained, bringing her to the edge of consciousness. She mumbled\nincoherently in her the raven grunted and hissed for her attention, struggling to maintain\nher grip all the while. Her fingers slipped as urgency welled in her voice, until she lost her\nhold and dropped her flabby apron. The resulting slap resonated through the room and\nmixed with the squeaks of their mattress, waking both the coyote from her dreams an the\nimps from their trance. An empty moment lingered in the air before Natasha squirmed and\nkicked with indignation, unhappy with her a rude awakening. The raven's belly wobbled\nand rolled and churned while her mate struggled toward freedom from beneath, shoving\nthe imps aside as she planted her feet on the floor. A strained grunt tumbled from her chest\nas she finally lifted her mate's belly away and rolled out from under it, then rose to her full\nheight. A thin slit of morning light caught on her vampiric fangs and flashed in the dark,\nsending a chill down the lesser demons.\n\"You two better have a good reason for waking me during such a nice dream.\"\n\"They do,\" Samantha interjected. \"Natasha, we need to talk about your feeding habits.\"\nThe coyote blinked as she processed her words and wiped the sleep from her eyes, then\ntried again. \"What about them?\"\n\"They're getting out of hand,\" the raven sighed. \"Don't get me wrong, I enjoy feeding you\nalmost as much as you love eating, but it's been too much lately. I can hardly sleep\nanymore.\"\n\"It can't be that bad,\" Natasha dismissed. \"Besides, doesn't it help you get to sleep?\"\n\"The first one does, and then you keep going and going all night. And then through the day\ntoo. I hardly have time to nap now.\"\nNatasha's expression softened. \"I didn't realize it had become such a problem,\" she\nadmitted. \"But I can't just stop. I need to feed as much as you need to sleep. And I can't\nexactly find someone else to feed on. You remember what happened last time.\"\nSamantha and Natasha shuddered in unison. It had taken a full day to clean up the resulting\nmess, and several days more before Natasha felt well again.\n\"I know, and I'm not asking you to stop. I just need to you cut back so I'm not constantly\nsleeping or too tired to do anything when I'm not.\"\nNatasha opened her mouth to make her case, but noticed the pair of imps watching their\nconversation. \"What are you two doing here?\"\n\"I invited them,\" Samantha answered. \"This is an intervention.\"\nThe imps nodded and folded their arms.\nNatasha folded her arms as well. \"That doesn't completely answer my question.\"\n\"I know this isn't going to be easy for you, and since I won't be much help in this,\" she\nmotioned to her expansive, rolling figure, \"I've convinced them to help you where I can't.\"\n\"Help you with what?\"\n\"With breaking your habit. I want you to go one day without feeding from me. I don't mind\nif you find an alternative in the meantime, but they're here so you don't have to do this by\nyourself.\"\nThe ramifications of Samantha's request started to sink in. \"Can we talk about this first?\nThis is a bit drastic for a first step, don't you think?\"\n\"I don't think talking will help,\" the raven sighed. \"You're eating me out in your sleep at\nthis point. Plus, at the very least I need a day to recover.\"\nNatasha wasn't ready to drop the discussion yet, but it was clear Samantha was. \"Alright,\"\nshe murmured. \"I'll do it for you.\"","description_bbcode_parsed":"The morning sun rose into the sky, peeking over the roofs of the neighborhood. Dew
shined across lawns and caught the morning rays, scattering them across lawns like tiny
jewels. Long shadows of picket fences shortened and the thin fog of night dissipated,
warming and fading into the day. Birds woke in their nests and filled the air with song,
breaking the tranquil silence of a weekend morning. For hours they trilled and chirped
unopposed, until the residents of the suburb finally stirred. Still, the streets remained
empty. Curtains opened and let natural light into homes, adding to the lazy weekend
atmosphere. No one felt the need or urge to leave and squander their weekend, leaving the
streets empty and silent and drawing further attention to the only two figures on them, in
case their appearances didn't grab enough on their own. The pair was comically
mismatched, one tall and slender, the other short and round, to the point of distracting
from their evident supernatural heritage. Given any scrutiny their demonic linage was
undeniable, though they were far from threatening. Dressed in light street clothes, they
were hardly intimidating despite their modest horns and miniature wings. Their spaded
tails swayed in their wake as they sashayed down sidewalks, searching for a specific home.
They slowed and referenced their phones several times before they found their destination,
a house not much different than those surrounding it. They double and triple checked their
notes as they approached, then knocked on the door and announced themselves. The sound
echoed through the rooms beyond and faded to silence, but no one came to greet them.
The pair lingered on the door mat and let minutes pass before they knocked again, this
time hard enough to be heard throughout the home. Still, no one arrived, and they
confirmed the address once more. Confident they were in the right place, the smaller of the
imps called the house's residents, checking to see if they were even home. The taller one
tapped their foot and folded their arms, then checked the windows for signs of life. The
curtains were still drawn and the rooms beyond dark, casting doubt that their friends were
present. The smaller demon hung up their phone as their counterpart finished their
inspection, and they discussed their options. They reread their mutual friend's messages
and ensured there was no misunderstanding, and a tinge of worry crept into their chests
when they found none. Their conversation drifted to letting themselves in, with a hidden
spare key or otherwise, and as they resolved to do so, a small click caught their attention.
The door's handle wiggled and turned, then swung open to reveal a light-less interior. A
wall of lust-saturated air washed over them, tinting their cheeks with arousal and stirring
their other-worldly hungers. Their tails lashed with restrained excitement as they stepped
in, clouding their thoughts and almost spurring them to forget why they were there. An
almost imperceptible squeak from around a corner caught the taller's attention, and they
brought their companion back to reality with a gentle shake of the shoulder. The shorter
imp shook the fog of need from their head, then followed their friend deeper into the
abode.
The aura of lust permeating the house strengthened with every step, tugging at their
concentration as they neared its source. The tempting force guided them down a wide
hallway to an equally wide door. The taller imp hesitated and considered knocking, though
their counterpart let themselves in before they decided. Their eyes widened and their mouths
watered as a haze of concentrated carnal need poured over them, saturating their senses
and rooting them in place. They hardly noticed the sustained squeaking of the bedroom's
mattress or its jet black occupant, and blindly approached until the raven's breath caught
in her throat. She shivered with climatic release and let out a low resonating groan,
trembling and shuddering until she crashed down from her climactic high. The bed dominating
raven smoothed her ruffled feathers before the rush of bliss gave way to
exhaustion, and her eyes fluttered as she teetered on the edge of consciousness, A soft
cough from her doorway was the only thing to stop her from slipping back into dreams, and
it took her a moment to recognize the mismatched pair of imps. Once she did however, she
beckoned them in with what little energy she could muster. Samantha wiped the sleep from
her eyes and invited them to sit on the bed beside her, despite the fractional inches of open
space. The dark raven clucked with realization after the imps remained standing, then
mustered her strength and shuffled to the side. Her mattress creaked and groaned with
protest as she moved her immobile bulk, bouncing and wobbling millimeters at a time. A
few minutes of waggling moved her quadruple-wide hips and love-handles, and she
reached over herself to lift and shift her belly. The imps assisted her herculean effort, and
after a few moments of intense straining, the demons had a place to sit beside her. The pair
squished into her soft flab and claimed their shared perch, then got down to business.
"Thanks for getting over here on such short notice," Samantha huffed. "I don't think this is
something I can do on my own."
"Physically or emotionally," the shorter imp quipped.
"Both?" The immensely obese raven admitted and sighed. "It's about Natasha."
The imps nodded and invited her to continue.
"You know how she needs to feed on sexual energy and all that right? Do you two do that
too?"
The pair nodded, and the taller spoke. "We don't need as much, but yeah. We know what
you're talking about."
Samantha nodded, relieved she wouldn't need to explain much. "That's been a bit of a
staple in our relationship. It actually started from that too, but that's beside the point. Have
either of you ever heard of someone getting addicted to someone?"
The imps crossed their arms in thought. "Not personally, but I've heard it can happen." The
shorter imp leaned forward to add to their friend's point. "It's not common, but when it
happens, I don't think it ends well for who they're feeding on."
Samantha decided to ignore the last bit. "I think Natasha's gotten addicted to me. But even
if she hasn't, her habits have gotten to be too much." She took in a breath to continue, which
caught in her throat as her blob of a belly subtly shifted. She bit her tongue and stifled a
coo, then fought and reclaimed her composure. "I haven't slept well in weeks," she hissed.
The imps shared a look of confusion, then turned back to the obese raven. "Is she
invading your dreams or something? I think you can get a charm to stop that."
Samantha shook her head, a gesture that rippled down her chins and wobbled her breasts.
"No no, it's where she-" An involuntary groan stole her voice, adding a shade of concern to
the imps' expression.
"Natasha's not hurting you, is she?"
The raven managed to shake her head, but that was all she could muster, The imps senses
the blooming lust in her core, and what little energy she gathered from her sleepless night
went into expressing it. Her pulse raced and her chest rose and fell with ragged pants, until
her entire form shook and wobbled with impending orgasm, With her endurance worn to
nothing, it approached quickly, and the aura of her need saturated the room as she climaxed
before them. Samantha's cheeks blazed with a combination of embarrassment and
satisfaction, deepening the imps' confusion. The demons worked to keep their own carnal
appetites in check while their friend recovered, though their patience wore thin before the
raven's stamina returned.
"Where is Natasha," the shorter one asked.
Samantha raced to catch her breath, though it along with words eluded her. Rather than
wait for recovery, she decided it would be easier to show them. The imps stood from her
mattress as she leaned over her colossal bulk, reaching for the top roll of her belly and
wiggling her fingers into the ridge hiding her navel. The raven gathered her strength and
lifted, though her doughy apron only moved a few inches. The imps caught on and followed
her example, groping her lower roll and lifting with their combined strength. Her
overwhelming softness made finding purchase nearly impossible, but once the pair of imps
solved out a technique, they made progress. Like an avalanche in reverse, the raven's
belly lifted and receded, revealing a pair of albino feet. Natasha's toes flexed and curled
with delight while Samantha's moans escalated, and the pieces of the puzzle fell together.
Rather than attempt to lift the raven's belly entirely, the imps grabbed the coyote's ankles
and tugged, inching her out from beneath her mate. The semi-conscious canine wiggled and
squirmed and resisted their efforts, grasping and grabbing to stay in place, but the doughy
raven's rolls and folds proved difficult to grip. The imps pulled and pulled until her knees
escaped the rolls of her gut, gaining momentum until her thighs and hips followed. The pair
of demons moved their hold up and grasped Natasha's hips, though they ran into a new
problem as her waist neared the open air.
No longer contained by Samantha's rolls, Natasha's arousal spilled into the air and
mixed with her mate's, creating a cocktail irresistible to the imps. Their focus and grip
frayed as they battled the urge to indulge with the greater demon, slowing their progress to
a stop. Samantha snapped her fingers and chided them for falling so easily to their desires,
though she failed to rouse them from their hungry trance. Fortunately, they'd reached a
point where their help wasn't required. Free from the constant, overwhelming sensations
of her mate's tongue, Samantha gathered her strength, dug into the folds of her gut, and
lifted with all her might. The cool air of their bedroom washed over the albino coyote's
upper body as she strained, bringing her to the edge of consciousness. She mumbled
incoherently in her the raven grunted and hissed for her attention, struggling to maintain
her grip all the while. Her fingers slipped as urgency welled in her voice, until she lost her
hold and dropped her flabby apron. The resulting slap resonated through the room and
mixed with the squeaks of their mattress, waking both the coyote from her dreams an the
imps from their trance. An empty moment lingered in the air before Natasha squirmed and
kicked with indignation, unhappy with her a rude awakening. The raven's belly wobbled
and rolled and churned while her mate struggled toward freedom from beneath, shoving
the imps aside as she planted her feet on the floor. A strained grunt tumbled from her chest
as she finally lifted her mate's belly away and rolled out from under it, then rose to her full
height. A thin slit of morning light caught on her vampiric fangs and flashed in the dark,
sending a chill down the lesser demons.
"You two better have a good reason for waking me during such a nice dream."
"They do," Samantha interjected. "Natasha, we need to talk about your feeding habits."
The coyote blinked as she processed her words and wiped the sleep from her eyes, then
tried again. "What about them?"
"They're getting out of hand," the raven sighed. "Don't get me wrong, I enjoy feeding you
almost as much as you love eating, but it's been too much lately. I can hardly sleep
anymore."
"It can't be that bad," Natasha dismissed. "Besides, doesn't it help you get to sleep?"
"The first one does, and then you keep going and going all night. And then through the day
too. I hardly have time to nap now."
Natasha's expression softened. "I didn't realize it had become such a problem," she
admitted. "But I can't just stop. I need to feed as much as you need to sleep. And I can't
exactly find someone else to feed on. You remember what happened last time."
Samantha and Natasha shuddered in unison. It had taken a full day to clean up the resulting
mess, and several days more before Natasha felt well again.
"I know, and I'm not asking you to stop. I just need to you cut back so I'm not constantly
sleeping or too tired to do anything when I'm not."
Natasha opened her mouth to make her case, but noticed the pair of imps watching their
conversation. "What are you two doing here?"
"I invited them," Samantha answered. "This is an intervention."
The imps nodded and folded their arms.
Natasha folded her arms as well. "That doesn't completely answer my question."
"I know this isn't going to be easy for you, and since I won't be much help in this," she
motioned to her expansive, rolling figure, "I've convinced them to help you where I can't."
"Help you with what?"
"With breaking your habit. I want you to go one day without feeding from me. I don't mind
if you find an alternative in the meantime, but they're here so you don't have to do this by
yourself."
The ramifications of Samantha's request started to sink in. "Can we talk about this first?
This is a bit drastic for a first step, don't you think?"
"I don't think talking will help," the raven sighed. "You're eating me out in your sleep at
this point. Plus, at the very least I need a day to recover."
Natasha wasn't ready to drop the discussion yet, but it was clear Samantha was. "Alright,"
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