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Three young ladies invite her to check out a new club being built, but Nanaki leans these ladies are far more than they appear to be...[/i]\n\nA quick and crappy writing exercise I did while working on my novel. Weird and kinky stuff I guess. Y'all are warned. :U\n\nAlso the three succubus monsters are based on the same ones found in Final Fantasy VII. I got inspired by picture on Pixiv of them seducing Tifa into being one of them.\n\nhttp://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Jemnezmy\nhttp://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Snow_(Final_Fantasy_VII)\nhttp://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Pollensalta", "description_bbcode_parsed": "After quitting her job at a local strip club, Wolf Nanaki, a young transgender wolf, sets out to find work. Three young ladies invite her to check out a new club being built, but Nanaki leans these ladies are far more than they appear to be...

A quick and crappy writing exercise I did while working on my novel. Weird and kinky stuff I guess. Y'all are warned. :U

Also the three succubus monsters are based on the same ones found in Final Fantasy VII. I got inspired by picture  on Pixiv of them seducing Tifa into being one of them.

http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Jemnezmy
http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Snow_(Final_Fantasy...
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The longer the list went on, the more revolted Nanaki got. Shaking her head in frustration, she tore the poster down and stomped inside. The club was busy as usual; one of the customers noticed her and tried calling out to her, but she gave him a sharp glare, and he quickly turned away.\n\nShe stormed into the back rooms, not even stopping at her locker to collect her things, and stepped into her boss’s office. Mr. Wedge, a large raccoon with a fuzzy mustache, looked up at her from his computer. “Oh, Nanaki!” he chuckled, putting his cigar in its tray. “What can I do for ya?”\n\nNanaki held up the poster. “Excuse me, but what the fuck is this?”\n\nMr. Wedge blinked, adjusting his thick glasses. “It’s our new price guide, isn’t it?”\n\n“Yes, but what’s with these molestation charges?” Nanaki said, pointing angrily to the categories in question. “I hope these are discouraged, and these prices are punishments.”\n\n“Oh, no dear, quite the contrary,” Mr. Wedge chuckled. “People pay a few extra bucks, we make a few extra bucks.”\n\nNanaki put the paper down on the table. “Sorry, but I’m not a prostitute. I have it written out in my contract, clear as day. All looking, no touching, that was the deal.”\n\n“Hey hun,” Mr. Wedge snorted, “times are getting tough, and we need to step up our game if we wanna rake in the dough. Your contract says I can bend the rules if it’s best for the joint, and that’s what I’m doing.”\n\nNanaki huffed furiously. “Yeah, well you can sell that crappy contract to the other girls, but I’m not going to be a part of it. I quit.”\n\n“Yeah? Fine, go out in the cold and freeze your ass off because you’re paranoid about giving a handjob or two,” grumbled Mr. Wedge. As she turned to walk away, he heard him mutter under his breath, “Fucking tranny bitch.”\n\nNanaki spun around and swiftly kicked him right in the head, knocking him against his computer and sending him crumbling to the floor, the imprint of her boot on his face. Fearing she might have accidentally killed him or something, she quickly scurried out of the club as fast as her legs could carry her.\n\nNow back out on the street, she began to walk toward home. She was most definitely not going back to beg for her old job, she decided to herself. She would need to find a new place. There was that new club that just opened nearby, Matür, that was still looking for dancers and was apparently quite friendly to trans-women like her. But would she just go right back to dancing? She considered the possibility of getting a more respectable job, perhaps in retail. Then she remembered that working retail would guarantee homelessness in a matter of days, and quickly tossed the idea away.\n\nShe was so busy going over her thoughts and options that she didn’t pay attention to where she was going, and accidentally bumped into another woman. They both stumbled and fell over onto the cold pavement. “A-ah! I’m sorry!” Nanaki squeaked, propping herself up on her feet and helping the other woman up.\n\n“N-no, sweetie, it’s fine,” the human woman said as she got up. Like Nanaki, she was bundled up in warm clothes, wearing an amber jacket and pants. Two long strands of golden blond hair peeked out from under her hood, and she had red lipstick and beautiful blue eyes. Nanaki couldn’t help but admire how lovely she looked, but the woman was looking over Nanaki too. “Hey, do I know you from somewhere?”\n\nNanaki blinked and looked around. “Um, unless I made the news or something…” she started to say, but the other woman’s eyes lit up.\n\n“Oh! You’re that wolf girl that works at the Curb Club!” she said excitedly. “Wolf Nanaki, ‘Fireball Fantasia’!”\n\nNanaki blushed and chuckled. “Well, formerly worked,” she said. “I just quit today.”\n\nThe woman frowned. “Oh? Why’s that?”\n\n“My boss doesn’t seem to remember that I’m a dancer, not a whore,” Nanaki sighed, rubbing the back of her neck.\n\n“Aw, no worries,” the woman said with a smile. “I’m sure a lady as talented as you can find a new gig easily. In fact, I think my sisters know a place! Wait here, please.”\n\nNanaki nodded and leaned against the lamp post as the woman hurried away. She returned in a few minutes with two more ladies. To Nanaki’s surprise, they both looked identical to her, except in color. One had grayish skin with red eyes, silver hair, and a purple jacket, while the other had slate black hair, blue eyes, and a yellow jacket.\n\n“Oh, is this her?” the one in purple asked with a warm smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”\n\n“Yes, and we do know a place nearby that’s opened up,” the dark-haired one said. “We can show you the way, they’re looking for experienced dancers.”\n\n“Oh!” Nanaki said, grinning from ear to ear. “That’s sounds great. Show me the way, please?”\n\nThe girls giggled to each other and nodded, and began to walk down a path, branching to a smaller road away from the main road. Nanaki, slipping her hands into her hoodie’s pockets, followed along quietly. The evening sun glimmered between the leafless tree branches, mountains of colorful leaves all over the ground.\n\nAfter a while of walking, Nanaki realized they had lost the road completely. He was about to ask the ladies if they had gotten lost somewhere, but in that moment, they came across a building. It had a small parking lot nearby, and parts of the building were covered in tarps or completely exposed wood. They were already conducting business in the building when it wasn’t even finished? Nanaki didn’t like the sound of that.\n\nThe three women walked in first. Nanaki glanced around and followed, making sure she could see the way back home, and then stepped inside. A sudden pink cloud appeared and blocked her vision. She gasped and blinked, taking in a warm, tingling, relaxing sort of smell. Everything seemed to be spilling…and then it all went to black.\n\n---\n\nNanaki had no idea how long she had been out. Groaning, she opened an eye and looked around, before both eyes snapped open in shock. She was stripped completely of her clothes, which were crumpled up in a nearby garbage can, and her ankles and wrists were tied down to a board, with her legs spread open, fully exposing her male genitals. There was a sweet, relaxing scent in the air, but Nanaki was too frightened to notice it. “Hello?!” she cried out, looking all around. “Is anyone there?!”\n\nShe heard giggling from behind her, immediately recognizing it as the women from before. There were footsteps behind her, the coos and giggles of the ladies echoing all around. Nanaki squirmed, trying to get a look over to see them. “Girls?!” she called out. “If that’s you, please get me out of here!”\n\n“Oh, why should we?” he heard one of them say. “You’ve only just come!”\n\nThe three came up from behind, standing in front of Nanaki now. Their clothes had been stripped away, leaving them wearing nothing but a tight-fitting, one-piece outfit that covered them from their breasts to their crotch. They each shared the same incredibly smooth, slender figure, with their cup size just a few sizes smaller than Nanaki’s own chest. Their hair was silky and so long that it went down to the back of their kneecaps.\n\nNanaki gasped. She recognized them immediately; they were the Succubi Sisters, dangerously beautiful creatures that look like human women, who lively solely on the lust of humans. The blond one wearing gold was Jemnezmy, the gray and silver one wearing purple was Snow, and the dark-haired one wearing yellow was Pollensalta.\n\n“Y-you three are real?!” Nanaki said, having only heard of them through old urban legends.\n\n Jemnezmy giggled. “Of course we are. You didn’t think people in this city are huge perverts for no reason, do you, boy?”\n\nNanaki blinked at that. “Excuse me?”\n\n“We prowl the night and bring men and women pleasure as they sleep,” Snow said with a naughty little grin. “But we have trouble seducing the furry types, which is why we need you, boy.”\n\n“What did you call me?” Nanaki growled.\n\n“You would make a wonderful sister,” Pollensalta cooed. “With those tits and that ass, you could seduce the furry ones and the humans. Just need to straighten you up a bit, boy.”\n\n“Why do you keep calling me ‘boy’?!” Nanaki barked angrily, squirming to break her bonds. “I’m not a man! I’m a woman!”\n\nJemnezmy grinned at that, leaning in nice and close. “Say that again.”\n\nNanaki blinked, looking up at her. Those blue eyes were so enticing…she found it hard to speak or think. “I’m…sorry, what?”\n\n“What you said,” Jemnezmy murmured, her hand sliding down Nanaki’s chest. “Say it again.”\n\nNanaki felt her fur tingling to her touch, a weird, warm sensation coursing through her. “I’m…not a man, I’m a woman…” she repeated. The words flowed through her body, her voice softer than before.\n\n“Again,” Jemnezmy said, her hand how rubbing Nanaki’s sheath. She felt a tingling between her legs. From the corner of her eye, she could see her sheath was getting smaller, dripping clear precum all over her fur, but Jemnezmy’s beautiful gaze kept her from looking more.\n\n“I’m not a man…I’m a woman…” Nanaki said, her voice now down to a murmur, her breathing slowing down.\n\n“Good girl,” Jemnezmy said. “Again.”\n\n“I’m not a man, I’m a woman…” Every time Nanaki said it, it made her entire body flare up, as if she was going into heat. A strange sort of moistness was between her legs now, Jemnezmy’s fingers playing all the while.\n\n“Mmmm, good girl,” Jemnezmy said. She winked and, using her other hand, blew a kiss. A pink heart surrounded in soft, pink fog appeared and hit Nanaki right in her face.\n\nImmediately, Nanaki’s mind went completely numb and quiet. All thoughts and feelings dumped out, leaving her head spinning, unable to put things to word. Then Jemnezmy spoke again. “You are a woman.” The words were imprinting themselves deep inside the wolf’s mind, truer now than it ever had been.\n\n“I’m a woman,” the wolf repeated, her eyes glazed over. She was enjoying the tingling sensation now when she said it. She wanted to say it again and again now.\n\nSnow and Pollensalta unlocked the wolf from her binds, and she stumbled to her feet. Jemnezmy slipped her hand under her chin, lifting the wolf’s gaze up to her. “You are a woman, and our sister,” Jemnezmy said.\n\n“I…I am a woman, and your sister,” the wolf murmured.\n\nJemnezmy leaned in close and gave the wolf girl a firm, tender kiss. The wolf was overwhelmed, that amazing kiss making her fur stand up on end, and she dripped even more between her legs. As Jemnezmy pulled away, the wolf let out a little whimper, as if wanting more.\n\n“Don’t worry, sis, you’ll get lots of more kisses once you’re properly dressed,” Jemnezmy giggled. She turned the wolf around, and Snow and Pollensalta took her hands, walking her to the back of the room. There was a makeup counter, a little stool, and a tall mirror. The wolf could clearly see her manhood was long gone, and a pussy now occupied the space, the fur between her thighs soaked with her juices.\n\nSnow sat her down on the stool, with the wolf girl’s legs together. “What colors would suit her best, sister?” she asked Jemnezmy.\n\n“I think a nice blond would do her good,” Jemnezmy giggled.\n\n“You’re quite right,” Snow murmured with a lustful smile, pulling out a golden comb. First she removed the wolf’s blue hair wraps, which fell to the floor and exposed all of that radiant red hair. She giggled as she combed through that hair. The wolf could see her hair color changing right before her eyes, her hair losing volume but gaining lots of length. It sparkled in the dim light, making her appear so enticing in the dark.\n\nSnow blew a kiss with a bright, pink cloud and…the wolf could have sworn her hair was always blond. She couldn’t think, like the sisters were rebuilding her memories and feelings. Whenever she felt a little nag in the back of her mind to break away from it, she found it was much easier to shut the voice up and instead let the women do as they pleased.\n\nNow that the wolf’s hair was completely platinum blond, Snow leaned in with a tube of lipstick. It was an attractive, lustful pink color, which suited the wolf’s pouty lips perfectly. As Snow painted the color on, the wolf felt the lipstick embed itself completely in her lips, becoming a permanent part of her. She puckered, smacked and licked her lips, still with a dazed, glossy look, like a little doll being played with.\n\nNow Snow gave her a kiss, and the little wolf felt herself orgasm yet again. Her juices stained the wooden stool, and she sucked on Snow’s tongue happily before they broke apart. Snow licked her lips and giggled. “Mmmm, she kisses just like you, sis,” she said to Jemnezmy.\n\n“I should hope so,” Jemnezmy said with a grin. “She has to be perfect.”\n\n“Oh, she will be,” Pollensalta said as she came back into the room. She had a strange, liquid, latex-like sort of blob in her hand, the same sort of bubblegum pink as her lipstick. She took the wolf girl’s hand and stood her up. She began to rub the gold fluid all over the wolf’s tummy, and over her back. It wiggled against the wolf’s fur, tickling her, making her giggle happily. It spread around slowly, covering her nipples and down between her crotch, filling out the space until it took a definitive shape, and stopped.\n\nShe was now in the same outfit the other ladies wore, except a cute, girly pink. It hugged her hourglass figure nice and tight, making her breasts stand out firm, nipples poking through. It wasn’t just a slutty outfit; it was part of her new identity. Pollensalta leaned in and kissed those pouty pink lips, and the wolf girl came yet again. Her orgasms were so…different now. Normally it was only at the height of pleasure when she would climax, and she would go back down to normal. But now, she was always at the very peak of lust, and all it took was the right touch, the right word or kiss, to make her cum, and she was still horny and needy afterward.\n\nJemnezmy stood before her, that pink fog all around now as the three sisters looked at their new recruit. “What is your name, sister?”\n\nThe wolf girl blinked, unable to think. “I…I don’t know…”\n\n“Your name is Yariman,” Jemnezmy said.\n\n“M-my name is…Yariman…” the wolf girl mumbled.\n\nJemnezmy blew another kiss, that big pink heart knocking whatever thoughts she had left away. The pink mist was clogging her head now, making it impossible to think…she giggled with a dumb little smile, her pussy dripping through her outfit.\n\n“Say it again,” Jemnezmy said, squeezing the wolf girl’s tits.\n\n“My…my name is Yariman!” Yariman giggled happily, milk leaking from her nipples the moment she was squeezed.\n\n“Who do you belong to?” Jemnezmy said with a sly sort of smile.\n\n“With my sisters!” Yariman cooed, wiggling her hips, her tail wagging eagerly.\n\nThe four ladies giggled happily, the original three crowding around their new little sister. “I’m so jealous of your tits, sis,” Snow said, exposing the nipple and drinking up the milk. Pollensalta nodded in agreement as she licked at the other one. Jemnezmy kisses Yariman again, and then the other two kissed her in turn, each time making her dumber and happier, her pussy drooling her juices now.\n\nYariman moaned and cooed in every kiss, a sweet scent escaping her lips. “Oh, looks like she’s close to ready,” Jemnezmy chuckled. “We should bring out the toy though, before we set her off into the wild.”\n\nSnow and Pollensalta nodded, and headed to a cabinet nearby. Snow held it open while Pollensalta pulled out the biggest, thickest dildo Yariman had ever seen. It stood at twelve inches in length, with little pleasure nubs all around each side and a knot at the base. She licked her lips, nuzzling her big sister. “Is that my toy to play with?” she giggled.\n\n“Of course, sister,” Jemnezmy said. “Before we let you go, you need to prove you can take even the biggest playthings.”\n\n“Yay!” Yariman giggled, bouncing over to the toy and getting on her knees. Her new succubus pussy juices acted as a lubricant, and all she had to do was rub her clit up against the head to make enough fluid to get it wet before she finally mounted herself on top. Normally, a mortal could barely take even the first few inches, but Yariman took only a few seconds to get every inch of that magnificent toy deep inside her burning snatch.\n\nShe wasn’t capable of thinking anymore and, if it interfered with her lust, she never wanted to think again. All she could focus on was pleasuring that massive cock, huffing and moaning in delight each time she slid herself up and down on top of it. That pink mist swirled around her again, her entire body tingling with desire… This is what she lived for now. She was the succubus Yariman, and she would make her sisters proud by being the best fuck in the city.\n\nShe came, again and again, squirming and moaning happily, those once beautiful blue eyes turning bubblegum pink, her transformation complete. Yariman pulled herself up off the cock, her pussy tightening itself like magic.\n\n“Mmm, very good, sister,” Jemnezmy said, the other two giggling in delight. “Now blow me a kiss.”\n\nYariman smiled and winked, taking her hand and blowing a kiss. A pink cloud and floating pink heart appeared, hitting the other three succubi. The gasped as it hit, giggling in delight.\n\n“Well! Looks like somebody’s a true sister from now on!” Jemnezmy said with a naughty smile.\n\n“Like, totally, sis!” Yariman giggled, bouncing over to her sisters. “Can I go out and play now?”\n\n“Yes, of course,” Jemnezmy said, pulling Yariman into another kiss. “Be sure to tell us all about your night out.”\n\n---\n\nKegawa City is incidentally known as “the sex capital of the world”. Not because of its strip clubs, of which there were only a relatively small number for a major city. The reason was because people to come to the city just can’t help but become incredibly horny. Workers would skip their jobs to go out for a quick fuck, and never come back. Eventually public sex became the norm, with people breaking out in lustful endeavors right in the middle of speeches, conferences, and more.\n\nThere was a myth floating around that a group of succubi are the cause, playing with everyone in the late hours, encouraging their minds and bodies to give in to their lust on a whim. Of course, this fine, upstanding pegasus girl never believed these rumors. She was on a business trip to settle a buyout of some major companies, and her meetings always had to be held off because the rest of the people would start sucking and fucking right on top of the tables.\n\nShe was walking to her hotel one night when she caught an unusual smell. It was like the scent of a canine girl in heat, but…it had a strange sweetness to it too, like candy. Flapping her wings, she began to follow the scent. It was clearly not coming from any of the windows, so it was somebody outside…\n\nShe stopped fluttering, her tight business suit clearly not proper attire for flying. She peeked down an alley and a pair of bright, pink eyes looked back through the darkness. “W-who are you?” she called out.\n\nThe person stepped out from the shadows, a red wolf with large, round breasts stuffed into a tight, latex, pink outfit, her blond hair going down to the back of her knees, and her bubblegum pink lips curled into a cute little smile.\n\n“Like, hey there,” she giggled biting her bottom lip.\n\n“H-hey,” the pegasus squeaked, stepping back. That scent she carried was so relaxing… her worries seemed to slip away. “L-listen, I was trying to find the High Paw Hotel, but I think I’m lost. Do you know the way around?”\n\n“High Paw? High…Paw…” the girl looked as if she was trying to think for a moment, but it was fleeting, as she let out a dumb little giggle. “Oh! My sisters are visiting from out of town. They’re staying there, I was heading that way too. Wanna come with?”\n\nThe pegasus sighed in relief. “Oh, that’d be great, thank you,” she said. The wolf strutted down a street that lead away from the main road, and the pegasus followed.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "After spending the day with some friends, Wolf Nanaki had dropped by at work to pick up some things she had left behind in her locker the previous day. As the temperature had dropped over the last month, she was wearing a dark blue shirt and a black hoodie, and long, warm, blue pants. She was also wearing boots, and hadn’t put on any makeup that evening. She was a far cry from her usual dazzling self seen on the stage, but she still looked her best. But she was less concerned about how she looked, as it was her day off and she could be as ordinary or dazzling as she pleased. She was walking up to the entrance when she saw a new poster hung up hastily on the wall. She blinked, pausing from going inside to look at it.

While it listed the usual fares for attendance and private shows, it had a whole new section Nanaki was never told about before. “Cop a feel - $100”. “Take undies home - $250”. “Motorboats - $500”. The longer the list went on, the more revolted Nanaki got. Shaking her head in frustration, she tore the poster down and stomped inside. The club was busy as usual; one of the customers noticed her and tried calling out to her, but she gave him a sharp glare, and he quickly turned away.

She stormed into the back rooms, not even stopping at her locker to collect her things, and stepped into her boss’s office. Mr. Wedge, a large raccoon with a fuzzy mustache, looked up at her from his computer. “Oh, Nanaki!” he chuckled, putting his cigar in its tray. “What can I do for ya?”

Nanaki held up the poster. “Excuse me, but what the fuck is this?”

Mr. Wedge blinked, adjusting his thick glasses. “It’s our new price guide, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but what’s with these molestation charges?” Nanaki said, pointing angrily to the categories in question. “I hope these are discouraged, and these prices are punishments.”

“Oh, no dear, quite the contrary,” Mr. Wedge chuckled. “People pay a few extra bucks, we make a few extra bucks.”

Nanaki put the paper down on the table. “Sorry, but I’m not a prostitute. I have it written out in my contract, clear as day. All looking, no touching, that was the deal.”

“Hey hun,” Mr. Wedge snorted, “times are getting tough, and we need to step up our game if we wanna rake in the dough. Your contract says I can bend the rules if it’s best for the joint, and that’s what I’m doing.”

Nanaki huffed furiously. “Yeah, well you can sell that crappy contract to the other girls, but I’m not going to be a part of it. I quit.”

“Yeah? Fine, go out in the cold and freeze your ass off because you’re paranoid about giving a handjob or two,” grumbled Mr. Wedge. As she turned to walk away, he heard him mutter under his breath, “Fucking tranny bitch.”

Nanaki spun around and swiftly kicked him right in the head, knocking him against his computer and sending him crumbling to the floor, the imprint of her boot on his face. Fearing she might have accidentally killed him or something, she quickly scurried out of the club as fast as her legs could carry her.

Now back out on the street, she began to walk toward home. She was most definitely not going back to beg for her old job, she decided to herself. She would need to find a new place. There was that new club that just opened nearby, Matür, that was still looking for dancers and was apparently quite friendly to trans-women like her. But would she just go right back to dancing? She considered the possibility of getting a more respectable job, perhaps in retail. Then she remembered that working retail would guarantee homelessness in a matter of days, and quickly tossed the idea away.

She was so busy going over her thoughts and options that she didn’t pay attention to where she was going, and accidentally bumped into another woman. They both stumbled and fell over onto the cold pavement. “A-ah! I’m sorry!” Nanaki squeaked, propping herself up on her feet and helping the other woman up.

“N-no, sweetie, it’s fine,” the human woman said as she got up. Like Nanaki, she was bundled up in warm clothes, wearing an amber jacket and pants. Two long strands of golden blond hair peeked out from under her hood, and she had red lipstick and beautiful blue eyes. Nanaki couldn’t help but admire how lovely she looked, but the woman was looking over Nanaki too. “Hey, do I know you from somewhere?”

Nanaki blinked and looked around. “Um, unless I made the news or something…” she started to say, but the other woman’s eyes lit up.

“Oh! You’re that wolf girl that works at the Curb Club!” she said excitedly. “Wolf Nanaki, ‘Fireball Fantasia’!”

Nanaki blushed and chuckled. “Well, formerly worked,” she said. “I just quit today.”

The woman frowned. “Oh? Why’s that?”

“My boss doesn’t seem to remember that I’m a dancer, not a whore,” Nanaki sighed, rubbing the back of her neck.

“Aw, no worries,” the woman said with a smile. “I’m sure a lady as talented as you can find a new gig easily. In fact, I think my sisters know a place! Wait here, please.”

Nanaki nodded and leaned against the lamp post as the woman hurried away. She returned in a few minutes with two more ladies. To Nanaki’s surprise, they both looked identical to her, except in color. One had grayish skin with red eyes, silver hair, and a purple jacket, while the other had slate black hair, blue eyes, and a yellow jacket.

“Oh, is this her?” the one in purple asked with a warm smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Yes, and we do know a place nearby that’s opened up,” the dark-haired one said. “We can show you the way, they’re looking for experienced dancers.”

“Oh!” Nanaki said, grinning from ear to ear. “That’s sounds great. Show me the way, please?”

The girls giggled to each other and nodded, and began to walk down a path, branching to a smaller road away from the main road. Nanaki, slipping her hands into her hoodie’s pockets, followed along quietly. The evening sun glimmered between the leafless tree branches, mountains of colorful leaves all over the ground.

After a while of walking, Nanaki realized they had lost the road completely. He was about to ask the ladies if they had gotten lost somewhere, but in that moment, they came across a building. It had a small parking lot nearby, and parts of the building were covered in tarps or completely exposed wood. They were already conducting business in the building when it wasn’t even finished? Nanaki didn’t like the sound of that.

The three women walked in first. Nanaki glanced around and followed, making sure she could see the way back home, and then stepped inside. A sudden pink cloud appeared and blocked her vision. She gasped and blinked, taking in a warm, tingling, relaxing sort of smell. Everything seemed to be spilling…and then it all went to black.

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Nanaki had no idea how long she had been out. Groaning, she opened an eye and looked around, before both eyes snapped open in shock. She was stripped completely of her clothes, which were crumpled up in a nearby garbage can, and her ankles and wrists were tied down to a board, with her legs spread open, fully exposing her male genitals. There was a sweet, relaxing scent in the air, but Nanaki was too frightened to notice it. “Hello?!” she cried out, looking all around. “Is anyone there?!”

She heard giggling from behind her, immediately recognizing it as the women from before. There were footsteps behind her, the coos and giggles of the ladies echoing all around. Nanaki squirmed, trying to get a look over to see them. “Girls?!” she called out. “If that’s you, please get me out of here!”

“Oh, why should we?” he heard one of them say. “You’ve only just come!”

The three came up from behind, standing in front of Nanaki now. Their clothes had been stripped away, leaving them wearing nothing but a tight-fitting, one-piece outfit that covered them from their breasts to their crotch. They each shared the same incredibly smooth, slender figure, with their cup size just a few sizes smaller than Nanaki’s own chest. Their hair was silky and so long that it went down to the back of their kneecaps.

Nanaki gasped. She recognized them immediately; they were the Succubi Sisters, dangerously beautiful creatures that look like human women, who lively solely on the lust of humans. The blond one wearing gold was Jemnezmy, the gray and silver one wearing purple was Snow, and the dark-haired one wearing yellow was Pollensalta.

“Y-you three are real?!” Nanaki said, having only heard of them through old urban legends.

 Jemnezmy giggled. “Of course we are. You didn’t think people in this city are huge perverts for no reason, do you, boy?”

Nanaki blinked at that. “Excuse me?”

“We prowl the night and bring men and women pleasure as they sleep,” Snow said with a naughty little grin. “But we have trouble seducing the furry types, which is why we need you, boy.”

“What did you call me?” Nanaki growled.

“You would make a wonderful sister,” Pollensalta cooed. “With those tits and that ass, you could seduce the furry ones and the humans. Just need to straighten you up a bit, boy.”

“Why do you keep calling me ‘boy’?!” Nanaki barked angrily, squirming to break her bonds. “I’m not a man! I’m a woman!”

Jemnezmy grinned at that, leaning in nice and close. “Say that again.”

Nanaki blinked, looking up at her. Those blue eyes were so enticing…she found it hard to speak or think. “I’m…sorry, what?”

“What you said,” Jemnezmy murmured, her hand sliding down Nanaki’s chest. “Say it again.”

Nanaki felt her fur tingling to her touch, a weird, warm sensation coursing through her. “I’m…not a man, I’m a woman…” she repeated. The words flowed through her body, her voice softer than before.

“Again,” Jemnezmy said, her hand how rubbing Nanaki’s sheath. She felt a tingling between her legs. From the corner of her eye, she could see her sheath was getting smaller, dripping clear precum all over her fur, but Jemnezmy’s beautiful gaze kept her from looking more.

“I’m not a man…I’m a woman…” Nanaki said, her voice now down to a murmur, her breathing slowing down.

“Good girl,” Jemnezmy said. “Again.”

“I’m not a man, I’m a woman…” Every time Nanaki said it, it made her entire body flare up, as if she was going into heat. A strange sort of moistness was between her legs now, Jemnezmy’s fingers playing all the while.

“Mmmm, good girl,” Jemnezmy said. She winked and, using her other hand, blew a kiss. A pink heart surrounded in soft, pink fog appeared and hit Nanaki right in her face.

Immediately, Nanaki’s mind went completely numb and quiet. All thoughts and feelings dumped out, leaving her head spinning, unable to put things to word. Then Jemnezmy spoke again. “You are a woman.” The words were imprinting themselves deep inside the wolf’s mind, truer now than it ever had been.

“I’m a woman,” the wolf repeated, her eyes glazed over. She was enjoying the tingling sensation now when she said it. She wanted to say it again and again now.

Snow and Pollensalta unlocked the wolf from her binds, and she stumbled to her feet. Jemnezmy slipped her hand under her chin, lifting the wolf’s gaze up to her. “You are a woman, and our sister,” Jemnezmy said.

“I…I am a woman, and your sister,” the wolf murmured.

Jemnezmy leaned in close and gave the wolf girl a firm, tender kiss. The wolf was overwhelmed, that amazing kiss making her fur stand up on end, and she dripped even more between her legs. As Jemnezmy pulled away, the wolf let out a little whimper, as if wanting more.

“Don’t worry, sis, you’ll get lots of more kisses once you’re properly dressed,” Jemnezmy giggled. She turned the wolf around, and Snow and Pollensalta took her hands, walking her to the back of the room. There was a makeup counter, a little stool, and a tall mirror. The wolf could clearly see her manhood was long gone, and a pussy now occupied the space, the fur between her thighs soaked with her juices.

Snow sat her down on the stool, with the wolf girl’s legs together. “What colors would suit her best, sister?” she asked Jemnezmy.

“I think a nice blond would do her good,” Jemnezmy giggled.

“You’re quite right,” Snow murmured with a lustful smile, pulling out a golden comb. First she removed the wolf’s blue hair wraps, which fell to the floor and exposed all of that radiant red hair. She giggled as she combed through that hair. The wolf could see her hair color changing right before her eyes, her hair losing volume but gaining lots of length. It sparkled in the dim light, making her appear so enticing in the dark.

Snow blew a kiss with a bright, pink cloud and…the wolf could have sworn her hair was always blond. She couldn’t think, like the sisters were rebuilding her memories and feelings. Whenever she felt a little nag in the back of her mind to break away from it, she found it was much easier to shut the voice up and instead let the women do as they pleased.

Now that the wolf’s hair was completely platinum blond, Snow leaned in with a tube of lipstick. It was an attractive, lustful pink color, which suited the wolf’s pouty lips perfectly. As Snow painted the color on, the wolf felt the lipstick embed itself completely in her lips, becoming a permanent part of her. She puckered, smacked and licked her lips, still with a dazed, glossy look, like a little doll being played with.

Now Snow gave her a kiss, and the little wolf felt herself orgasm yet again. Her juices stained the wooden stool, and she sucked on Snow’s tongue happily before they broke apart. Snow licked her lips and giggled. “Mmmm, she kisses just like you, sis,” she said to Jemnezmy.

“I should hope so,” Jemnezmy said with a grin. “She has to be perfect.”

“Oh, she will be,” Pollensalta said as she came back into the room. She had a strange, liquid, latex-like sort of blob in her hand, the same sort of bubblegum pink as her lipstick. She took the wolf girl’s hand and stood her up. She began to rub the gold fluid all over the wolf’s tummy, and over her back. It wiggled against the wolf’s fur, tickling her, making her giggle happily. It spread around slowly, covering her nipples and down between her crotch, filling out the space until it took a definitive shape, and stopped.

She was now in the same outfit the other ladies wore, except a cute, girly pink. It hugged her hourglass figure nice and tight, making her breasts stand out firm, nipples poking through. It wasn’t just a slutty outfit; it was part of her new identity. Pollensalta leaned in and kissed those pouty pink lips, and the wolf girl came yet again. Her orgasms were so…different now. Normally it was only at the height of pleasure when she would climax, and she would go back down to normal. But now, she was always at the very peak of lust, and all it took was the right touch, the right word or kiss, to make her cum, and she was still horny and needy afterward.

Jemnezmy stood before her, that pink fog all around now as the three sisters looked at their new recruit. “What is your name, sister?”

The wolf girl blinked, unable to think. “I…I don’t know…”

“Your name is Yariman,” Jemnezmy said.

“M-my name is…Yariman…” the wolf girl mumbled.

Jemnezmy blew another kiss, that big pink heart knocking whatever thoughts she had left away. The pink mist was clogging her head now, making it impossible to think…she giggled with a dumb little smile, her pussy dripping through her outfit.

“Say it again,” Jemnezmy said, squeezing the wolf girl’s tits.

“My…my name is Yariman!” Yariman giggled happily, milk leaking from her nipples the moment she was squeezed.

“Who do you belong to?” Jemnezmy said with a sly sort of smile.

“With my sisters!” Yariman cooed, wiggling her hips, her tail wagging eagerly.

The four ladies giggled happily, the original three crowding around their new little sister. “I’m so jealous of your tits, sis,” Snow said, exposing the nipple and drinking up the milk. Pollensalta nodded in agreement as she licked at the other one. Jemnezmy kisses Yariman again, and then the other two kissed her in turn, each time making her dumber and happier, her pussy drooling her juices now.

Yariman moaned and cooed in every kiss, a sweet scent escaping her lips. “Oh, looks like she’s close to ready,” Jemnezmy chuckled. “We should bring out the toy though, before we set her off into the wild.”

Snow and Pollensalta nodded, and headed to a cabinet nearby. Snow held it open while Pollensalta pulled out the biggest, thickest dildo Yariman had ever seen. It stood at twelve inches in length, with little pleasure nubs all around each side and a knot at the base. She licked her lips, nuzzling her big sister. “Is that my toy to play with?” she giggled.

“Of course, sister,” Jemnezmy said. “Before we let you go, you need to prove you can take even the biggest playthings.”

“Yay!” Yariman giggled, bouncing over to the toy and getting on her knees. Her new succubus pussy juices acted as a lubricant, and all she had to do was rub her clit up against the head to make enough fluid to get it wet before she finally mounted herself on top. Normally, a mortal could barely take even the first few inches, but Yariman took only a few seconds to get every inch of that magnificent toy deep inside her burning snatch.

She wasn’t capable of thinking anymore and, if it interfered with her lust, she never wanted to think again. All she could focus on was pleasuring that massive cock, huffing and moaning in delight each time she slid herself up and down on top of it.  That pink mist swirled around her again, her entire body tingling with desire… This is what she lived for now. She was the succubus Yariman, and she would make her sisters proud by being the best fuck in the city.

She came, again and again, squirming and moaning happily, those once beautiful blue eyes turning bubblegum pink, her transformation complete. Yariman pulled herself up off the cock, her pussy tightening itself like magic.

“Mmm, very good, sister,” Jemnezmy said, the other two giggling in delight. “Now blow me a kiss.”

Yariman smiled and winked, taking her hand and blowing a kiss. A pink cloud and floating pink heart appeared, hitting the other three succubi. The gasped as it hit, giggling in delight.

“Well! Looks like somebody’s a true sister from now on!” Jemnezmy said with a naughty smile.

“Like, totally, sis!” Yariman giggled, bouncing over to her sisters. “Can I go out and play now?”

“Yes, of course,” Jemnezmy said, pulling Yariman into another kiss. “Be sure to tell us all about your night out.”

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Kegawa City is incidentally known as “the sex capital of the world”. Not because of its strip clubs, of which there were only a relatively small number for a major city. The reason was because people to come to the city just can’t help but become incredibly horny. Workers would skip their jobs to go out for a quick fuck, and never come back. Eventually public sex became the norm, with people breaking out in lustful endeavors right in the middle of speeches, conferences, and more.

There was a myth floating around that a group of succubi are the cause, playing with everyone in the late hours, encouraging their minds and bodies to give in to their lust on a whim. Of course, this fine, upstanding pegasus girl never believed these rumors. She was on a business trip to settle a buyout of some major companies, and her meetings always had to be held off because the rest of the people would start sucking and fucking right on top of the tables.

She was walking to her hotel one night when she caught an unusual smell. It was like the scent of a canine girl in heat, but…it had a strange sweetness to it too, like candy. Flapping her wings, she began to follow the scent. It was clearly not coming from any of the windows, so it was somebody outside…

She stopped fluttering, her tight business suit clearly not proper attire for flying. She peeked down an alley and a pair of bright, pink eyes looked back through the darkness. “W-who are you?” she called out.

The person stepped out from the shadows, a red wolf with large, round breasts stuffed into a tight, latex, pink outfit, her blond hair going down to the back of her knees, and her bubblegum pink lips curled into a cute little smile.

“Like, hey there,” she giggled biting her bottom lip.

“H-hey,” the pegasus squeaked, stepping back. That scent she carried was so relaxing… her worries seemed to slip away. “L-listen, I was trying to find the High Paw Hotel, but I think I’m lost. Do you know the way around?”

“High Paw? High…Paw…” the girl looked as if she was trying to think for a moment, but it was fleeting, as she let out a dumb little giggle. “Oh! My sisters are visiting from out of town. They’re staying there, I was heading that way too. Wanna come with?”

The pegasus sighed in relief. “Oh, that’d be great, thank you,” she said. The wolf strutted down a street that lead away from the main road, and the pegasus followed.

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