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Succubus Unleashed

By: Yshomatsu



A special thanks to JonB1969 for a quick response and amazing editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote/comment if you do.

***

It was a dark and gloomy night.

Kyros was out in the night, scouting for any possible leads on a Monk's whereabouts. Sweat ran down his brow, burning his eyes, his long black hair plastered to his head.

Sir Blake of the Horadric Legion had sent out a few men, who had so far only found one lead, an old building that looked similar to a Monastery. Two men stayed behind to scope out the place. Meanwhile the rest of them split into different directions.

For days Kyros traveled to no avail. The weather began to act strange for this climate. Days turned to night quicker than normal. On top of that, each night grew longer. Kyros pressed on thinking the answer could be right around the corner. The further he pressed the colder it got. Last night clouds started to form and today those clouds were pitch-black.

Clearly a storm was brewing, but it was far from natural. These clouds weren't flowing with the wind; instead they appeared to gather in one location. Kyros spent the day circling around to confirm his assumption. All the clouds were being pulled towards a central point, only to push those already there out. The cycle continued, clearly not a natural storm after all.

The source looked like it came from a small village in the valley below. For a moment Kyros was scared to carry on, his hands shaking uncontrollably. But he found the needed courage and headed down to investigate. Once he entered the village he noticed all the windows and doors were boarded up. Just then a loud thunder clap vibrated his ear drums. Hands covered ears as he launched himself into a nearby bush for cover. He checked himself and was relieved when he realized he didn't wet himself. The scout briefly chuckled at himself for being so skittish.

The thunder never ceased. Instead it grew longer and louder. Kyros looked up expecting to see a sky lit up by flashes of lightning and was amazed to find none. In fact it looked like the lightning was internal. It served only to peak his interest. The clouds themselves were flashing, like a song was being played by some genius musician. He had been sent out to find something, and he had certainly had found something.

With curiosity Kyros paid close attention to the storm, attempting to find its center. It wasn't an easy task seeing as there was no clear 'eye of the storm,' but he managed to gauge an approximate location. The village was like a small maze with many small alleyways leading to dead ends.

It wasn't every day a Horadric soldier could be found sneaking throughout the streets. He attempted to keep to the shadows. Not really thinking about it, since the village seemed to be abandoned after all. In the grand scheme of things however it was for the best. Someone or Something caused this storm. The Legion didn't mention any abandoned villages as they conquered the land.

The closer to the center he got, the worse the storm seemed to behave. Almost as if it was warning him not to proceed. Before long the thunder was so loud had to cover his ears with increasing pressure. To make matters worse, it started to rain, and not just any rain - sharp painful rain, aimed right at his face with the aid of a harsh wind.

Kyros covered his face as best he could before he peaked through a small gap in his arms. Perhaps it wasn't his presence that made the storm worse. Before his eyes the wind circled one building, an Inn of all places. The lights were even on inside, Kyros wasn't sure if he could make it any closer to investigate the matter further. The wind and rain circled the building so quick it looked like a tornado was forming.

It was now or never. He sprang forward, dashing for the door. Five steps later he pushed on as hard as his body would allow. As if in slow motion the man crept forward, before a strong gust flung him off his feet on to his side in a painful thud. His armor weighed him down. It was just too heavy and had to be removed promptly. Little by little his armor was undone and flung away to join the storm, until only his padded leather under armor remained. Well that and his sword. Couldn't risk losing that.

With all that weight removed he started to crawl through the mud towards his goal. One body length remained, his muscles began to burn and ache yet he pressed on. Something whizzed by his head with such force it threatened to tumble him over. Shocked by the mere speed of the object he looked up, only to see a piece of his discarded metallic armor flying straight for him. Without any time to react, his own armor crashed into his ribcage. Bones cracked in agonizing pain and Kyros rolled on to his back grasping at his side, as tears flowed from his eyes.

The powerful and raging storm picked up his body like a rag doll and tossed him around. Right when he thought his life would end the storm threw him. He screamed as his body was tossed at the building he had been attempting to reach the whole time. Wood splintered in every direction as his body was thrown through the door of the Inn. Kyros slid to a halt twenty feet within.

***

Kyros picked himself up and brushed the dust and splinters from his body, as everyone went about their business and the music began again. There was a slight pain to his side as he breathed. 'Weird, I must have landed harder than I thought.' He couldn't for the life of him remember why he was here, something to do with a Knight and a...

His thoughts were interrupted once he spotted the most amazing and beautiful strawberry blond woman he had ever seen standing in the corner. Slowly rotating her hips to the music, her hands ran along her sexy body. Her hair brought out her jade eyes, alluring and stunning.

All of a sudden he felt very parched, he needed a drink real bad. He stared to walk and make his way to the bar, noticing how packed the place was. Every table was full; a musician played as scantily clad women danced. The bar maids scurried around delivering food and drinks.

The red haired woman looked his way and for a moment their eyes met. Kyros blushed and turned his focus back to the bar. Once he reached it he gasped in pain as he leaned against it. He couldn't have bruised a rib from that fall, could he have? He gestured for a drink that was promptly passed to him faster than he could blink.

Kyros gulped down the drink and enjoyed the feeling it caused as he felt the cold beverage course through his veins. The wine's bouquet filled his nostrils, as he closed his eyes and savored the taste and smell. Rather than feel refreshed he desired more and greedily took it. Before he realized it the glass was empty. He let out a sigh to announce the drink's great taste. Another glass was slid his way, and another. With two down he grabbed the third and turned to observe the room.

The first thing he noticed was his pain was numbed more or less and new feelings turned in his gut. The music was soothing to his ears. He admired a dancer entertaining a group of men; movement caught his attention in the corner of his eye. It looked like there was a storm outside, but that couldn't be right. He just stumbled into the building and didn't remember a storm.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Come to think about it, the harder he tried to remember how he got here, the more thirsty he got. Taking another sip of his drink quickly calmed those thoughts. Slowly he relaxed into the bar and sighed. It tasted so good no words could describe it.

His gaze fell upon the beautiful strawberry blond, who just so happened to have been staring at him this whole time. A stirring in his loins caused him to blush yet again, but he couldn't break eye contact this time.

She returned his gaze with a sultry stare of her own and a sinister grin upon her lips. Freckles littered her skin below her hazel eyes. Her skin was a little too pale for his tastes, yet seemed to bring more attention to her features. Her body radiated sex and little did he know, how bad she needed it. He gulped and sought another sip from his wine.

His mind was cloudy with lust but he knew he had to shake it from his head. There was a reasonable explanation for being violently tossed in here. He just had to think. Think about... how sexy those long legs were, as they came closer to him. With his attention on her legs he couldn't help but notice her hips swaying with each step.

Oh shit she's coming over to me. What do I do, and what should I say? She beat him to it.

"My what do we have here, such a delicious morsel. I haven't seen your cute face around here before darling," She rubbed a hand over his shoulder and a pleasant warmth spread throughout his body.

"I... I um..."

"Need another drink."

He smiled and nodded as she spoke, he brought the glass to his lips for a small sip. Only she had other plans as she nudged the glass, which forced him to choke down more than he intended.

"Enjoy the unique honey nectar my Mistress created." Her smile broadened, showing off her pearl white teeth. "It's to die for."

He was confused - normal people didn't speak like that. However as the honeyed wine calmed his mind and body, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was in this light. She seemed to glow with confidence.

With another glass emptied the bar tender was quick to snatch it away. When he failed to produce another one Kyros squinted in curiosity and for the first time in a long moment he looked away from the girl. Everything was a complete blur, something wasn't right. There were two, no three bar tenders now. They were all moving in a circle. All of a sudden he didn't feel so good.

Without warning she lashed out and grabbed each side of his face and pulled him into a hot steamy kiss. In a flash he was weak in the knees. Kyros fell into her sultry body and found himself grasping her hips. Motion sickness forgotten, and eager to sample more, he returned the kiss and pulled her close, enjoying the feel of her strawberry lips. As she pulled away a blue gaseous substance flowed from his mouth to her own. Her body shook as a small orgasm exploded within, his essence tasted divine.

"You have no idea how wet I am. My body aches for you."

Her voice seduced any remaining will power out of Kyros. He couldn't deny his own painful, hard need for her even if it wasn't threatening to burst from his pants. A key was placed in his hands as if the barkeeper could read his mind. It wasn't like his desires weren't obvious or anything...

"My name's Amber by the way." With that said she gave a smile that stole hearts and turned towards the stairs, shaking her hips hypnotically with each step. Quietly she said, "You'll be screaming it for hours."

With her immediate presence no longer filling his head with naughty ideas and images his head screamed, half wanting, no needing more and the other half sought caution. Questions flooded his mind, why was he here? How did he even get here? All kinds of important things he should have been thinking about; not, I repeat, not the perfect shape of her ass, or the way her hips shook with each step. His member twitched, clearly enjoying the view.

That strange feeling returned to his gut, something was in the wine. It had to be. A part of his mind fought whatever was clouding it. Think you idiot; you're here for a reason. Don't fall for...

Amber turned to look over her shoulder, "Coming lover?" She slapped her behind and winked to Kyros, who was quick to respond.

"Fuck yes." He ran after her, ignoring the sudden pain in his ribs.

***

A woman sat at a booth off to the side, a wicked fang-baring grin displayed within the silhouette of her curves. She leaned into the light and licked those ruby-red lips. Her plan was coming to fruition. Delicate hands gripped the table as she rose to her feet. Slowly she made her way towards the staircase. Every action her body made was designed to seduce any soul foolish enough to be in her presence.

She was an ancient creature, and equally as powerful. Yet it wasn't until recently that she managed to enter the world. Trapped in the realm of dreams for as long as she could remember, it had been one man that set her free. A group of so called monks began to use her realm as a way of communication. Once she caught wind of their little operation it was only a matter of time before she found one powerful enough. And found one she did.

At first she thought it would be hard to earn her freedom. But a quick false dream was all it took to trick the man known as Yshomatsu into her web. He had put up a fight but in the end his body gave in to the endless pleasure she promised. She even managed to create a little plaything to distract him while she wandered the world.

With his mind lost within his lust he was helpless to resist little Bree, who herself was a slave to the Succubus' lusts. Meridiana knew that he was her lifeline to this realm. And she had no intention to let him have a rational thought ever again.

Her first experiment had consumed the entire village. The end result was Amber, her first attempt to create another succubus. Amber was little more than human perfection at the moment. When she devours her first soul the real transformation will begin. Meridiana thought they'd have to venture out to find a soul. But luck just happened to stumble in. She recognized the armor the man wore. Before she was released into the world a man that called himself a knight had hunted Yshomatsu. This man wore the same type of armor.

As Meridiana slowly ascended the stairs she decided to learn all she could from the man before Amber could finish him. It took an entire village to create one; she would need an army of souls to create more. A shiver went up her spine at the thought. She intended to enjoy her new life.

***

Kryos' mind screamed at him to stop following that sexy ass that swayed with each step. But blood wasn't flowing towards that mind, another mind had taken over. And it could only think of one thing, it needed it, release! Amber couldn't resist glancing over her shoulder triumphantly. A look his mind didn't miss, if only his body cared to listen. Her lips parted, revealing pearl white teeth, what are two of them elongated?

That warm feeling the wine created began to settle, in his groin. Further silencing his rational mind, closing in on her he slithered his arms around her waist and inhaled a deep breath of her perfume. Her pheromone induced perfume hinted at the pleasures she could provide. And to prove her point she rotated her hips into his solid need, forcing a moan from his lips.

Remembering the key he was given, he tried it on the closest door. When it didn't work Kryos grunted in frustration and shoved his body weight into it. The weak door unlatched and Amber squealed in surprise as she was thrown onto the bed. Rather than landing harshly upon the sheets, her body glided slowly to land with her elbows propping herself up.

"What are you?" His rational mind managed to say, the unnatural act, although beyond sexy woke him up, if only for a moment.

"Sshh baby, take it out." Her sultry gaze never left the tent in his pants. Her words caused his member to twitch painfully, quickly he lowered his pants. Warm air welcomed his skin as his cock sprang lose, his eyes glazed over.

She smiled and spread her legs, revealing her naked flesh. Wait when did she get naked; she was wearing clothing before wasn't she. He couldn't remember, or even recall when he first saw her. But one thing he was certain of, he would have remembered her trimmed red pubic hair had he seen it. Her pussy glistened and appeared to move as if a creature with a mind of its own, begging him to play with it.

Amber reached a slender finger and traced her clit, before flicking a drop of her arousal. It landed on his lip and instinctively he licked his lips. Fireworks went off in his mind, eyes opened wide. He had to have more; it reminded him of the wine downstairs. And he was beyond thirsty.

Kryos leaped forward, face first between her legs. She laughed and closed her legs around him, encouraging him to dive in deeper. He grabbed her hips and enjoyed the fine wine of his doom. His rational mind lost in the bliss that clouded his judgment. All that mattered now was to satisfy his thirst, which he greedily attempted.

"Yes, use that tongue baby."

Meridiana had promised her endless pleasure but she hadn't realized how good it would feel as he hungrily devoured her flower. Her pheromones filled the small room, becoming more potent as her orgasm approached, fueled by her arousal.

He lapped up her juices until his tongue ached, but he didn't care he needed more. She rocked her hips back and forth, fucking his face and moaning beyond that of a human woman. Not that he could hear it; her thighs were clamped over his ears, holding him in place.

She screamed in bliss as she exploded pure ecstasy into his eager mouth. His eyes shot open as his brain overloaded in pleasure. No drug known to man tasted that good. As if possessed he tore open the iron grip of her legs and climbed up her body. Their lips met in a fierce kiss as he sheathed his blade in one swift thrust.

They both moaned as he thrust time and time again. Never before had he needed to fuck so much in his life. It was as if his life depended on it, his mind was on overdrive. Amber's arms and legs squeezed him tight, never wanting him to leave.

He broke the kiss and gasped for breath, "You're so fucking tight I can't believe it!" Her pussy fit like a glove. With each thrust she clenched her inner muscles, milking his cock. He was close already; this was by far the best sex of his life. He thrust like a crazed animal, nothing could stop him.

"Yes that's it, fuck my tight cunt!" She screamed out as she raised her hand to the back of his head, about to pull him into another kiss. "Fuck me like there's no tomorrow." She pulled him in and attacked his mouth. As she moaned into his mouth she sucked out more of his essence, her eyes fluttered in delight, savoring the taste of his soul.

Kryos couldn't hold it anymore, her pussy masterfully milked his cock like nothing he had ever felt before. Unbeknownst to him the wine and her juices were drawing his essence into his balls. She wasn't powerful enough to devour all of him in one go, however. He attempted to warn her that he was close but only managed a muffled moan as they kissed.

One final thrust to the hilt and he screamed at the top of his lungs, pleasure beyond anything he had ever known before exploded between his legs. She tightened her grip on him, holding him in deep as her pussy eagerly milked every last drop, allowing none to escape.

Amber's eyes opened wide in shock, jade colored iris expanded and her pupil slit like a cats. Her two elongated teeth grew into fangs and her ears slightly grew into points. Her transformation had finally begun; soon she would be a full fletched succubus.

Kryos watched in both amazement and horror. Amber had become a monster, but that didn't dampen his arousal, she was still beautiful. Yet one thing did change, along with part of his soul the clouds in his mind vanished. He remembered everything. Who he was, where he was, and why he was here.

As Amber's body changed she was distracted and loosened her grip on the young warrior. A fact that didn't go unnoticed, realizing that he had found the source of the storm he retreated in a panic.

What the fuck have I done?

Part of him urged him on for another round. But he tried to focus on the exit instead, his hard on swung in all directions as he stumbled with his pants. As he reached the door he couldn't help but glance back at the creature that gave him the best lay of his life.


Succubus Unleashed The Hunter



A special thanks to JonB1969 for his quick responses and amazing editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote/comment.

This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.





Succubus Unleashed The Hunter



The creature she planned to create with these four souls would be extremely powerful and she hoped the four souls would keep it loyal. If everything went according to plan then this creature would hunt and return her first two creations. In the meantime, she'd return to the site of that great battle and start construction on what would become her fortress on this world.

Normally she'd go right for her prize but she sensed the one she chose to chase was currently taking a dirt nap. So she was content to watch for now, although it wasn't in her character to take the easy route. He put up a fight before he fell through two floors and she wanted to enjoy it as he fought more, rather than take him while he slept. That appeared to be someone else's plan and she'd watch it play out.

Down below Sean was pleasantly smiling. In his dreams he was laying down on a comfortable mat with ten beautiful women rubbing their soft hands all over his naked body. There was a towel covering his member from their view and so far they kept it professional. He'd lay there all day and night if he could, his body hurt from battle and the following long ride.

The elemental in his suit of armor influenced that dream and was ready to step it up now that they were finally alone.

*****

Johnny had run into the side room, eager to get to his brother. The way Vince had shouted as he put his ear to the door startled him. Was his brother in trouble? Half way into the room and he swore he saw another door, one that would lead to his brother. All of a sudden the door he rushed through slammed shut and his only light source went out. He turned around and could hear Vince screaming and banging on the door but couldn't see anything.

He knew it was a bad idea to take shelter here. The place looked like a haunted mansion on the outside with nature taking over the man-made structure. The cocky side of him was quickly overcome by his cowardice, heart pounding in his chest. Everything was dark but he had to think, he was in a small room and his brother was in the room to his left now that he was facing the door he had entered.

A soft red glow began to wash the room lightly distracting his thoughts. The soft light in the room remained only hinting at revealing his surroundings. However its source intensified until it looked like two rubies floating in front of the door. Eyes, he could tell now they were eyes staring him down. A shiver rose up his spine as a row of pearl white teeth joined the eyes, two elongated fangs among them. These red orbs stared into his soul as he was frozen, imagination running wild as he pictured the grotesque monster staring at him, hungry for his flesh.

A silky voice said, "Come here young man."

Johnny had expected a much deeper and frightening voice. "Yeah, like hell!"

His voice cracked, despite his best effort, and expressed how terrified he was before he turned to his left and ran into the wall. Stars filled his vision after he face planted but he was determined and hands felt along the surface searching for a handle.

The sound of bare feet approaching behind him filled his ringing ears. Yep it was exactly as he expected. The undead have risen to eat his brain, it just so happened to have a lovely voice. Before he could swore he felt his very being attracted to those eyes, as if the longer he stared into them the more he'd lose himself in them. Lucky for him his will to live had won out, pulling him out of the hypnotic ruby orbs.

The closer the horror got to him the clearer he could see the wall. Any second now and he'd find the handle and go through the portal to safety.

Hot breath blew onto his neck and he froze, not realizing the thing had gotten so close. The breath felt good despite his fright. She moaned as her tongue took a long lick, tasting his skin behind his ear. Another shiver went up his spine, yet this one was caused by pleasure and was joined by a jolt in his pants.

"I can taste your fear," she whispered before nibbling on his ear lobe. Her voice sure didn't sound like a decaying corpse but he couldn't get that image out of his mind. She took his lack of response as an invite and loosened his armor. With his neck exposed she leaned in and took a whiff. Her whole body shuddered in arousal as her eyes locked onto his pulsating vein, his scared heart was working overtime and she couldn't resist.

The next thing he felt were two sharp fangs piercing his skin as his eyes shot open. He was right all along she was here to eat him. If it was possible for him to be more frightened then in that moment he was. He tried to pull away but her arms embraced around his chest and her glowing eyes once again lit up the space in front of him.

The first thing he noticed was her smooth pale white arms. They matched her voice in the fact that they didn't appear like decaying death. Her lips closed in on his neck and she sucked hard. A non-volunteered moan escaped his terrified lips. The second thing he noticed was the door handle. It scared him how good her embrace felt, but the last thing he wanted was to be eaten alive so he lashed out, shoving his head back into hers and grabbed that handle.

He caught her by surprise as the back of his skull crashed into her forehead. As her embrace loosened he took full advantage by escaping through the door. He slammed it shut in her face, bracing against it as he searched for a lock. The handle started to turn and he quickly put a stop to that, but no such luck finding a lock. How'd the other doors lock if this doesn't? Wait there it was, a board slid down and effectively sealed the door.

The handle kept turning but now he didn't need to hold the door back. Johnny looked around, having expected it to be another dark room, but he was surprised when it wasn't. There were two tables on each side of the room with candles lit, coating the room in yellow flickering candle light. The room wasn't empty either. There was furniture and a large bed but what caught his attention was in a corner. In that corner propped up was an ordinate and gem covered sarcophagus.

Yet the room itself was empty, not a soul and Vince had acted like he heard someone in here and there were only two entrances. The other door was still sealed so that would mean there痴 only one place anyone could be hiding. There was no space under the bed which drew his attention back to the sarcophagus. It was carved to resemble a very beautiful woman covered in jewels. He almost dreaded going over to it. He should have opened the other door for Vince but the man had stopped banging and after the ordeal with the pale woman he completely forgot. His only thought now was finding his brother.

Over at the jewelled box for the dead Johnny grips it and starts to pull. BAM! His head jerks back to the door he came through, the lock fell to the ground split in two and there was a fist sized hole in the door. It didn't swing open right away but a piece of cloth shot out of the now open sarcophagus and wrapped around his face, sealing his mouth shut. The wrap tensed and pulled his face to look inside, what he saw shocked him beyond belief.

There were two people inside, a male and a female and both were wrapped head to toe in the same cloth that was currently around his head. The woman was looking at him with intent, parts of her golden skin was showing, hinting at how beautiful she could be. Yet she wasn't holding his attention. Johnny instantly realized the "guy" was his brother.

His brother's eyes were rolled up into his skull. It looked like he had struggled but was now in complete bliss. The younger brother wasn't wearing anything underneath the wraps and Johnny knew that because the wraps weren't covering every inch of him. The girl was caressing his shoulder and chest as she pressed her chest into his body. Yet the older brother couldn't tell why his sibling was withering in so much pleasure.

Johnny looked back over at the female, despite his better judgment and as he looked down, he noticed the source of all his brother's bliss. His entire nether region was wrapped up and those wraps weren't motionless. It's like the woman could read his mind once he saw that, because the wrap attached to him started to pull him closer.

Their eyes locked only for a moment as she gave him a knowing look and pulled him closer still until she was nuzzling his neck. Suddenly she stopped, having spotted the bite mark on his neck.

"You have been claimed," she said, spitting venom as her focus turned towards the room.

There, standing in front of the bed, was her sister, with a smug expression as she stared her down. It was like her sister was daring her to take the prey she claimed. The newcomer had his mouth bound but that didn't stop him from trying to call out to the mummy's prey. She made out a name from his muffled cries, Tommy. So her prey had a name. The knowledge made her think of her mistress Meridiana, and she wondered why they weren't given names.

The demon's first creation had a name, before the transformation, and her second named herself Amber. Both of them had rebelled. She couldn't understand why anyone would rebel from such power. It was there for the taking, all the power one could ever want. It made her curious but in the end it didn't matter. She had all the distraction she could ever want right here wrapped up in her embrace.

The mummy pushed Johnny away and her cloth snapped yet remained over his mouth. He stumbled back and fell onto his ass as the wrapped woman gave him a wink and slowly shut the sarcophagus. The older sibling quickly jumped to his feet, rushing back to it but this time it wouldn't open.

He heard laughter behind him and he turned to look, instantly recognizing the pale skin and red eyes staring daggers at him. Now that she was standing in the light, he saw her for the first time. Her skin looked flawless, besides being extremely pale. She was wearing tight leather that left little to the imagination, it was black leather and contrasted to her skin. She was nothing like his mind had imagined, far from a rotting corpse drooling for flesh, the picture he had when she bit his neck. Her smug smile showed off those pearl white fangs, their tips still stained with his blood. Another shiver went up his spine, this time mixed with fear and pleasure.

"Your fear makes me so wet Johnny." She moaned out as if just smelling his fear had given her a small orgasm. At the sound of her voice, his fear was replaced with puzzlement as he looked up to her eyes. As his gaze roved up her body, he wondered how she knew his name.

However, the moment their gazes locked, his world was spun upside down, his mind went blank, and her ruby orbs became his everything. The corners of her lips curled up and a hand out stretched, beckoning him to her.

With his mind empty of all thoughts he started walking towards the bed putting up no resistance. Those eyes demanded his whole attention and nothing else mattered.

"You won't be needing those anymore." She pointed to his armor. "Your armor is getting heavy, why don't you take it off?"

He nodded and reached for the straps. One by one his armor fell to the ground as he got close to the bed, the strap around his mouth long forgotten. There was no reason to speak after all. Down to his loose clothing, he began to take that off but stopped and gave her a questioning look, to which she lowered her head in approval.

He now stood before her naked, with only the strap around his mouth, manhood pointing right at her. Each step he had taken sent pure pleasure shooting to his brain. Obeying her was now his only purpose. Their gaze never faltered and she reached out with one hand, fingers tracing along the head of his cock, sliding down his shaft until they encircled and squeezed. His moan almost caused his burning eyes to go blind but he couldn't risk losing sight of those orbs for even a millisecond.

The vampire gave him a knowing look as she began to twist her wrist all the while staring daggers at him, daring him to resist and fight back. In a way this was too easy and felt like cheating, but at the same time she enjoyed seeing her gifts at work. She had tasted his blood and gained deeper understanding of him. Johnny was a complainer, never content with what he had.

Perhaps she'd work him up to the brink of no return and release him from her gaze, see if he'd have the will power to turn her down, or would he throw her onto the bed and ravage her? She didn't know which scenario she wanted more. Her juices were dripping down her thighs, having already soaked her panties. Her free hand reached up and caressed his cheek. The other hand sped up, twisting, turning and pumping until his body was shaking with need for release.

Johnny just stood there, showing no signs of an attempt to resist. Her mind was made up, this was too easy, bending him to her will with just one look. Her fingers on his face curled into the cloth wrap and her other hand slowed to a lazy stroking. She blinked, braking the trance as she ripped the cloth off his face. He gasped out loud, as if waking up from a deep trance, and the first thing he felt was he really, really needed to cum.

There were no thoughts of saving his brother or even himself, for that matter.

He had joined the army and one thing was certain, your love life was nonexistent. Being the young man that he was, resisting his body's urges wasn't exactly easy to do. Johnny looked at the pale woman with a pleading need written all over his features and only one work was spoken.

"Why?" He wasn't sure if he was asking why she had stopped or why this was happening to them.

Her features were stunning and he was just now noticing. High cheeks with a small nose and mouth, but he wasn't fooled, knowing full well how dangerous the contents of that mouth were, despite how harmless her cute lips looked. The curtain of straight raven colored hair completed the contrast her armor started, making her pale skin really stand out. Her lips matched the color of her eyes. Blood red and he was convinced they were coated with his blood.

Even after noticing all of that he still couldn't suppress his desire to lean forward and kiss those lips. But he didn't need to suppress it because she leaned forward within inches of him.

The vampire's breath felt warm and inviting on his skin as her hand had been, slowly, teasingly stroking him this whole time. It was like she was taunting him, daring him to make a move or try to escape. Johnny stood there frozen, whole body tense, and begging him to make a move yet somehow he couldn't do it. His in action wasn't in defiance or a form of resisting he simply didn't have it in him to close that distance.

It was as if she was impatient as she gave him a squeeze, causing his mouth to open in a gasp of pleasure. The pale woman lunged forward, attacking his lips and shoving her tongue roughly into his mouth.

The sudden influx of pleasure sent his eyes rolling back and knees to melt as he fell further into her embrace. It's too late to turn back now, his feeble mind thought as he began to respond to the kiss, tongues waging war.

Responding came naturally to him as he found he didn't have to attempt to think. His tongue pushed into hers and followed as she pulled hers back past her lips. The older brother's tongue flicked at her cute lips before continuing inside her mouth to resume their battle.

However, once he was within her mouth, it clamped down and he cried out as those fangs sank into his flesh and began to suck. At the same moment she sped up her hand on his cock and her free hand wrapped around his back pulling him tighter into her body.

The motions of her hand washed away any pain he would have felt when she pierced his tongue but pulling him closer was for her own good rather than his. The taste of his blood was more divine this time as her body had only gotten a teasing taste last time. She held him tight to keep herself upright, since her legs felt like putty.

Oddly it felt good as his tongue was pulled tightly into her mouth and she sucked like her life depended on it, cheeks hallowed out. His hands reached up and started clawing at her tight leather outfit as if they had minds of their own. They pulled desperately at any straps they found and soon had it loosening up. Before long her top was thrown to the side and his hands raised to enjoy caressing and squeezing her surprisingly large breasts.

It was her turn to moan, and she had enough with the foreplay. The pale sexy woman spun him around and disengaged his mouth and penis before shoving him back onto the bed. In a flash her undergarments were removed and she leaped into the air. He wasn't even given a second to comprehend what happened before his world exploded. The vampire had landed in one swift motion onto the bed, impaling herself on his rock hard manhood.

Her breath and mouth had been warmer than he'd expected, but nothing prepared him for the furnace that was her nether region. Instinctively he reached up and sunk his fingers into her cold skin but she grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms up over his head. With her new leverage holding his wrists into the mattress she lifted herself up slowly, enjoying every inch of his dick as it slid out of her until her nether lips were sealed around his swollen head. A firm squeeze later and she plummeted back down, causing a loud slap to fill the air as their bodies collided together. A loud lustful moan came from the vampire but Johnny's voice was caught in his throat as he silently gasped for air. She repeated her moves slowly rising and violently slamming down.

If he thought he was on edge before he didn't know how to explain how he felt now. It was like she was fucking the breath right out of him, he couldn't catch a breath. It was the most amazing thing he'd ever felt in his life, pinned to the bed with no choice but to lay there and take it.

Johnny managed to open his eyes and look at her face. The feral look that was returned scared the impending orgasm right out of him. Throat cleared as he screamed in mixed pleasure and fright. The moment his member swelled up and exploded, she landed hard into his lap and savored it, squeezing her inner muscles, clamping down. He couldn't take his eyes off her but his vision whited out, it was too much and was over before he could even comprehend it.

His penis began to die down for some much needed rest and then she clamped down harder like a vise grip. Johnny groaned when something unexpected happened that caused the groan to express pain.

"Ah what the..." Two sharp fang-like barbs sand into his manhood. Despite himself and the pain he started to grow again as her talon like nails dug into his wrists. He could feel something, some kind of liquid being absorbed into his newly steel hard member. It was an aphrodisiac and it was working, his blood was boiling. Johnny couldn't help it, but arched his back before he began to thrust up into her dangerously hot, wet pussy.

"Yes, that's it, you're ours now."

She laughed as she rode him, like he was trying to buck her off. Each thrust hit that special spot and was driving her closer to her own climax, loving every second of it. He kept thrusting until his feet were firmly planted on the bed, hips holding her up in the air. The vampire wrapped her legs around his waist, ankles locking together. At that moment the inner walls of her vagina spasmed and a white light exploded in her vision at the same time her orgasm sent her whole body into convulsions.

While her body was overwhelmed in pleasure, Johnny couldn't move. He laid there, staring up into her face. Whatever power she had over him was gone as he slowly regained his willpower. She collapsed on top of him. The rider slowly lowered his hips and rolled over and her arms circled around his neck, joining her legs wrapped tightly around him.




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The venom injected into his blood stream left him with only one wish, to cum. The fact that she remained tightly attached to him was all the consent he needed as he slowly pumped into her. She may have been out of it but that didn't stop her from grinding her hips in small circles. He was gotten close when she whispered in his ear.

"Give me your wrists."

With one arm holding him up, he moved the other to her lips. She lightly kissed and licked the wound her nails had dug into his skin. He was too close to his climax to care that he just willingly gave her more of his blood to drink. Her kisses became more insistent before she began to suck harder drawing more blood from his veins.

It was addictive having her suck his blood, the more she took the better it felt and he was rapidity approaching his peak as his hips increased in speed. She took a break between sips of his divine nectar to encourage him on.

"Right there, yeah that's it," Suck, "Keep going, give me everything you got."

He couldn't take it, her sexy voice brought about the beginning of something he'd never understand. But that was ok, he wasn't meant to. He groaned out as his entire thought process was once again reduced to nothing other than his need to fill up her womb. The rider's thrusts became sloppy and her legs tightened around him, bringing his thrusts to a stop as her inner walls did their thing, coxing the orgasm out of him.

He screamed at the top of his lungs and her fangs sank into his wrists. Darkness consumed him as it was his turn to collapse into the bed as he began to snore.

*****

Meanwhile in the main room Sean was squirming in his sleep, about to wake up. He felt a hand brushing past his cheek as if it was made of air. His right eye opened but he didn't see anything and he was having a very good dream. Confusion filled his tired expression. Where was he? There was a fire warming his exposed skin and a breeze that seemed to caress his entire body. Two sensations felt great and explained his pleasant dream.

There was no sign of the others besides their bed rolls and packs. One set of armor that looked like Tommy's, yet no weapons. Talk about being confused, the last thing he remembered was riding hard. The four of them were on a mission of the utmost importance and it was quite possible that they left without him. The mission to get reinforcements was more important than one man. If that was the case why were their packs and one set of armor still here?

As he tried to get up the breeze intensified, feeling like a thousand hands messaging his muscles into a more relaxed state. It infected his urge to get up but he had to... have to find... oh that felt good. The breeze moved down, tickling his lower abdomen. He could lay here forever enjoying this, forgetting everything in the world.

Everything would be okay. The others would finish the mission.

Sean relaxed into the bed roll and closed his eyes. The only thing that would make this better was if he wasn't wearing the armor. Weakly he reached up with almost too relaxed arms to loosen his armor straps. The effort took a lot of concentration and his arm fell back to his side. Armor was still tightly fastened and in the way of the nice breeze. He took a few deep breaths and felt himself dozing off again.

A weight settled on his midsection and the straps to the armor loosened. Good he thought, back in the pleasant dream already. Once more deep breath and he was out cold.

Thousands of hands caressed his naked body, so far keeping the message completely professional by staying away from his hard prick. Yet the longer this dream went on, the more he wished it would turn towards a naughty dream.

He didn't have to wait long. He was after all the master of his own dreams, wasn't he? The hands tickling his lower abs traveled lower, ever closer, yet never touching his pole. They rubbed his inner thighs and even around his dick as if they were outlining the length as it lay upon his belly.

He imagined it rising until it stood straight up, pointing to the sky. Lips kissed his ear lobe, no those lips weren't kissing, they were blowing warm air into his ear. He strained to hear, and he swore he could hear whispers in the wind, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.

The weight on his waist lowered sending waves of pleasure to his brain as it blew over his cock and settled, pressing his prick into him. This was exactly what he wanted. Moisture wet his member as the weight shifted as if sliding along him. It didn't feel like someone was grinding into him, rather it felt like someone was blowing along his member with just a little more force than simple air blowing. It was like a woman was but wasn't sitting in his lap all at once. Hard to explain, and his tired mind only cared that it felt amazing and didn't want it to stop.

On a down stroke his dick wasn't content to just lay there and take it, and at that instant it felt like he had entered a wind tunnel, a wet, tight tunnel that blew air all around his cock. He moaned out loud as this new sensation overwhelmed his senses. It felt like nothing he had ever felt before, blowing up and down, all around. He felt his orgasm quickly approaching. The wind tunnel suddenly sealed around his base, sending a jolt up his spine, eyes opening wide in shock. No! He screamed inside his head, what a horrible time to wake up.

There was once again on empty room, with only the crackling fire. The strange thing was even though he had woken up, the pleasure didn't stop. That's when he noticed he was naked and his manhood was pointing straight up. He felt a tight clamp around his base yet nothing was there. The skin on his dick was even moving along with the powerful suction he felt. His breathing was heavy and he was still on the brink.

It had only taken a second to notice everything, before the reason he woke up sent his whole body stiff. The orgasm hit him, exploding his white seed up into the air. Half expecting to feel his sticky mess land back on his sweaty skin but it just hovered there in midair. Slowly it was absorbed into the air and as it vanished the very air began to take form. As before he couldn't see anything, now he could make out the moving air particles.

The weight on his lap got slightly heavier and that amazing wind tunnel doubled its effort. Pleasure like nothing he had ever felt before kept him hard and wanting, no, needing more. His prick was sensitive but that only served to increase the waves upon waves of mind numbing bliss flooding his mind. He reached up with arms that felt like lead but they passed through the air like nothing was there. Only the sensation from his dream met his skin, like hands caressing him. His arms fell back to the floor. He couldn't believe he was feeling another orgasm approaching and this one felt powerful.

His head remained firmly planted in the bed roll, eyes open, eagerly trying to see anything he could. At times he swore he could see the outline of a woman, even a face, but it'd be gone just as fast. While he was staring, something caught his eye on the second floor. Someone was watching him, squinting his eyes attempting to make out who it was. A loud scream in the side room distracted him when he looked back to the second floor whoever was watching him was gone.

That scream unnerved him, because it sounded like one of the brothers. There was no way to tell if it had been a scared scream or a pleasurable one. Either way if his comrades didn't leave and they were all in fact trapped here he had to get up. His limbs felt heavy but he managed to sit up.

Whatever was sitting in his lap looked at him as she tilted her head. It was like she was amused at his attempt to get away from her. Sean squinted his eyes, concentrating, and his fingers closed around the hilt to his sword. The wind tunnel around his throbbing manhood doubled its effort causing him to falter.

The rider's grip tightened on his weapon and swung with all his might. With his limbs being so heavy, the swing that should have been fast as lightning was slow and sloppy, slicing through the air but causing no harm at all.

"Shh," The air whispered to him. It felt like arms sliding around his shoulders and legs around his hips, holding him up? Everything combined brought him closer to that impending, pleasurable doom.

"Make me whole and stay by my side forever." Her nether lips once again sealed and sent unbelievable pleasure, joy and bliss across his whole body.

"No," He cried out, holding on with every ounce of his body ready to give in. "Mankind will not bend to your will, they will fight back."

"Like you are fighting back?" She pouted cutely, her entire wind based body messaging him, enticing a moan. "On the brink of giving me exactly what I want. Just like the good little boy you are."

He could hardly comprehend what she was saying. The very air had come alive from his dreams and he was woken up to a nightmare, a pleasurable nightmare, but a nightmare all the same.

"Stop fighting and drown in all that I offer you."

Her lips kissed his lips, air circling his rebellious tongue and he couldn't hold on any more. It felt like a million mouths were kissing his entire body. The sword flung from his hand as his real weapon exploded between his legs.

Once again he watched helplessly as his seed launched up into the air and hovered there. This time as the essence of his soul was absorbed into the air elemental--- each second dragged on for an eternity as each piece vanished before his eyes--- more of the woman on his lap became visible.

She was absolutely stunning, blond hair flowing around them both, floating in the air. Sparkling blue eyes stared back into his and she smiled a luscious grin. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

He couldn't find the strength to respond, completely captivated by the beauty giving him the best lay of his life. What little resistance he had left fled his body with that last blast of his seed.

The woman was still see-through but had much more control of herself and him.

"I need more, give me more, give me everything!"

He groaned as her powerful wind tunnel of a pussy sped up, their mixed juices running down around his balls. Somehow he was still hard but there was a slight pain coming from his scrotum. It was taking a toll on his body but he had no choice in the matter. She wrapped her limbs tighter around him and started to grind her hips. The air elemental was absolutely loving every second of this, her forming body was amazing.

Soon she would be whole and the world would be at her fingertips. There was no part of her mind that had any desire to rebel against her creator. Meridiana had created the perfect loyal servant in her as long as the promise to unlimited power remained true to her word.

It was time to start the ritual, but she believed she could get another load from him first, and she planned to make full use of her time. She began to rise and fall upon Sean's mighty sword with greater need.

No one could resist her now.

*****

Meridiana watched the scene comfortably, from her perch on the second floor. The one rider that had remained asleep had woken up finally, and was struggling to understand his situation. The air elemental had stripped him naked and his body was so relaxed he couldn't get up, forced to lay there helplessly as she had her way with him.

The moment he woke up was the same moment his fate was sealed. Once the elemental got a taste of his seed there was no escape. With each sampling she'd gain more solidity in this world.

Meridiana would have enjoyed watching her child take full form but when her vampire child's prey screamed it knocked her out of the moment. She had lingered long enough. Her own target had fallen through two floors giving her some time to watch. That free time had passed. The demoness had to return to the hunt.

She had great plans for these four souls. Three would suffice but four was ideal. Her past two creations had taken on too much free will, to the point of openly rebelling against her.

This next creation's purpose was to remedy her mistake. Four souls would give the proper amount of control she needed. Especially since this creation had to be powerful enough to fight the first two combined.

The demon looked down the hole in the floor, expecting to still see her prey laying there unconscious. All she saw was debris piled up. Gracefully she glided down the two holes--- one in each floor--- down to the basement. With one whiff she could sense where he went.

A feral grin formed on her lips. She loved the ones that fought back. Her power was great, but easy prey bored her to death.

*****

Vince woke up with a splitting headache, covered in rubble from his fall. How long was he out? It couldn't have been long, since that monster -- a hot, sexy monster but a monster none the less -- wasn't anywhere to be seen.

As he got up, pain shot up his spine. Suddenly he was glad to have put on his armor. There was a piece of wood jammed in his back, denting the metal. If he hadn't had the armor on, that piece of wood would have been impaled right through his entire midsection.

He briefly wondered if he had time to remove the chest plate and bash out that dent that was stabbing his back. Before he had time to really consider it, he heard a scream. It was muffled and almost sounded like a hoarse whisper from his current position. It was one of the brothers and if he wasn't mistaken it was Johnny. He had wasted enough time. Moving into the darkness, he searched for a way out.

He was in the building's basement so there had to be a staircase close by. His eyes were adjusting to the dark and he could make out the room. There wasn't much in the room from what he could see.

Some tables, cabinets, work shelves, the basics really. This building had been in ruins for a long time. Anything of value would have been stripped down and taken long ago. That red skinned monster wasn't from here, he could tell that much. Rather than the four of them intruding on the thing's home, he knew deep down that it had tracked them down.

The things he saw at that battle were like nothing from this earth. So it wasn't a far stretch to believe this thing had followed them. He heard a soft sound, like something bare foot stepping on the hard ground. Vince turned to look back at the spot he crashed through the floor.

There stood the red skinned demon.

She was still hunting him, after all. He couldn't help but give her the once over. Had she been human, she would have been a knockout. The added extremities didn't take away from her beauty. They just made him disgusted with himself for getting turned on by the sight of her.

She took a sniff of the air and turned his way. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and ducked down behind a work shelf. Had she seen him? He shouldn't stick around to find out, looking around before scurrying on hands and knees to another hiding spot.

A loud bang came from where he just was. She had jumped up onto the work shelf into a crouch.

"I can smell you. You can't hide for long."

She purred, voice laced with silk and promises of untold pleasure. She could tell he was here but couldn't pin point his location. It must have been all the mold. The more he crawled around in it, the more his scent was unmasked.

His member felt really uncomfortable in his pants. Just hearing her voice sent thrills through him. It was unnatural. A night spent with her would have dire consequences. Vince crawled to another hiding spot but his armor hit a desk post, making a loud echo throughout the room. Instantly she turned and headed in his direction.

She appeared at the vibrating table mere milliseconds after the rider ducked into a new hiding spot. She laughed out loud, sensing she was close.

"So feisty! I love it. We're going to have so much fun."

He could hear her hand sliding along her smooth skin as she mewed in delight. A sweet smell reached his nostrils like tendrils grabbing hold and pulling him towards her. It was her dripping nether regions, her pheromones reaching out and taking root in his mind, things he never dreamed of before.

It was all very distracting and his throbbing dick loved every second of it. It took all his willpower not to whip it out and stroke with all he had. He closed his fists tightly, almost drawling blood just to pull his mind out of her grip.

"I'm glad I picked you over the others. They were weak, giving in without a fight. But you, oh no, not you, such willpower you must have, to stop yourself from jumping out and impaling me with that throbbing dick of yours."

Vince's manhood jumped at that, desperately wanting to do exactly what she described. He let out a groan, quickly covering his mouth. Whatever she was it was extremely hard to resist her.

"Hmm you liked that, did you?"

She began to creep towards him, having heard his weak desperate cry for pleasure. The rider was too scared to move, backed up against a table. He looked up as he felt the table move slightly and to his horror that beautiful face was looking down at him, smiling.

"There you are, my pet."

He screamed out in fright, rising to his feet with his fists posed to strike. She simply stayed back in a crouch and admired his willpower.

"Wouldn't you rather put those hands to better use than fighting?" She caressed and squeezed her mammoth breasts. He couldn't help but follow her gaze down, memorized by her hands. His mouth watered as he licked his dry lips.

"That's what I thought, baby. Come here, lose yourself in my vast cleavage." Before he could comprehend what she was saying, his body was closing the distance. Once he was close enough she reached out and pulled him into her chest.

He struggled to breathe as he got a strong whiff of her cleavage. It was divine and he had a hard time thinking about what it reminded him of. He was just about content to do as she said and lose himself into her soft, smooth flesh. She held him close and soon his lungs were burning for air. The rider began to struggle and the demon laughed, causing her breasts to jiggle around his face.

He needed air. Suffocating in a pair of tits wasn't how he saw himself dying. He longed for a warrior's death, with honor, in combat. Catching the demon by surprise when he punched her rib cage, her grip loosened and he scurried free, falling to his ass.

Meridiana wasn't hurt, merely shocked that he wasn't putty in her hands. She stared down at him as her nether regions soaked her upper thighs in excitement.

"You are a feisty one, aren't you?"

He had no choice, escape was his only option. He scrambled back before rising to his feet, turning and running away.

The demoness reached out and grabbed his armor, stopping him dead in his tracks. Yet still he put up a fight, reaching for the straps.

Meridiana lost her footing as the armor suddenly flung off his body. The thing exploded into a thousand pieces. She crashed back into the table she had just been crouched on top of, as she wasn't expecting the loss of his body weight.

He looked back over his shoulder as he once again began to run. What he saw sent chills up his spine. Sure he had sent her flying into the furniture but he expected to see her pissed off.

Instead she was looking at him with wanton lust. Nothing seemed to phase her and he was reminded of his earlier thought.

Escape is the only option.

Luck was on his side. The staircase was in sight. Upon reaching it he began to climb to safety. A slender hand gripped his ankle and he went face first into the staircase, landing hard without his chest plate to cushion the fall.

Stars appeared in his vision and he was flung over onto his back. Uncomfortable on the stairs with the wind knocked out of him, it took a moment to realize what was happening.




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However once his throbbing cock sprung free into the cold air he was suddenly coherent. The demon had removed his lower clothing. He had to act fast before his body's pleasure overwhelmed his mind's will to fight.

Vince propped himself up on his elbows with every intent to keep rising until he could throw a few punches and continue his escape.

Meridiana was straddling his waist, face hovering close to his own. She looked at him with her head tilted as if she was admiring a lesser being as a meal, a smug smile upon her face.

"There is no escape."

He was trapped and didn't see a way out of it. Her feet were at his hips, hands at his shoulders and she was so close to his face he could feel her breath upon his skin.

Something slithered around his cock. It took a moment for him to realize what it was, between staring at her unnatural eyes. Those snake or cat like slits. Her tail was curling around him tightly.

Vince didn't get a clear look at her tail but he swore he saw a pointed talon-like end to it. That's why when the end of her tail opened up and plummeted down onto his manhood he let out a shocked gasp, half expecting to feel something sharp sink into his most sensitive part.

Instead he was met with suction and moist warmth. It would appear even her tail was a sexual organ. His shocked gasp quickly turned to pleasurable moans as the tail rose and descended along his rigged member.

The knowing look she gave him sent chills up his spine.

"So feisty, yet all men are the same. Pleasure rules your heart." Her breath washed over him as she basically moaned out each word. Her tail felt amazing and it would seem even she got something out of it.

"You may break my body but you'll never break my will." Vince spoke for the first time, his voice cracking between his body's need to cum. He couldn't give in to this demon, somehow he would have to interrupt... His body shook suddenly as her tail tightened its grip on him.

How could he fight something that felt so great? He could feel the tingling in his balls. If he was going to do anything, it had to be soon.

"Once my body tastes you, you'll never be able to resist me."

Somehow he didn't doubt her words and desperately searched for a way out. She wasn't exactly holding him down, just hovered over him, hands and feet were on the stairs beside him.

With desperation he did the only thing he could think of. By using all his limbs he braced himself and launched himself a few steps higher, sliding up and out of her imposing figure.

To his dismay, her tail stayed firmly attached to him. He landed hard and heard the stairs creak below him as if it was too much weight.

Meridiana squealed. She didn't expect him to keep fighting and was thrilled. Such a powerful soul would help her out immensely. She leapt into the air, intending on pinning him down this time.

The rider scrambled up a few more steps as the demon reached the peak of her leap and began to descend. The demon landed where he had been and the staircase creaked.

The support boards finally snapped in two as the demon's weight sunk fully into it. Vince's leap back had made a dent in the foundation.

Her playful squeal turned into a shocked yelp as every step below Vince began to break apart. She fell backwards and her tail's hold on him was loosened in the confusion.

The pressure on his manhood was too much, even though the tail loosened.

His whole body tensed up as he groaned out, the orgasm rocked through his body and into the air. He could have sworn he felt the tail give his tip one last squeeze before falling off the spasming prick.

He sat there in post orgasmic bliss, his seed long forgotten. After a long moment he could move again and weakly moved up the stairs, to safety.

His only thought was to save his fellow riders, and, if he couldn't, he had to finish the mission. Of course he'd need some new clothes first and before he got cocky he had to get far, far away from that demon. He had come too close to giving her his cum.

In fact he may have given a taste to her. Either way he had to get out of here fast, with or without the others.

At the top of the stairs he opened the door and realized he was in a kitchen. That was good. The main room had to be close. In fact he saw flickering fire light in the far corner.

Hopefully that was the same fire he had lit in the main room. His pack of supplies was there, with a clean set of clothes. Once there, he'd decide the next move.

He crept over to the kitchen's exit, and peeked out. In the center of the room Sean was still laying in his bed roll. Only he was naked and a beautiful woman was riding his lap.

She was almost completely transparent, yet had solid form. It was like he was seeing a real live ghost. It wouldn't surprise him after what he just encountered.

If he was quiet he could sneak in there and grap his pack, and escape without being seen.

He was just working up the courage when the side room he had earlier been slamming his shoulder against opened.

Out walked another woman, this one covered in wrappings. Walking behind her was Tommy, also wrapped in the same cloth. They took a place next to the fire and tommy laid down as the woman sat upon his lap. Before long they too were going at it.

His moment was lost. He had arrived too late to get his pack. He couldn't linger here. The demon would be hot on his trail soon, if she wasn't already.

Just as he was about to retreat and look for another exit, yet another woman walked through those doors, this one paler than any woman he'd ever seen. Dark red eyes reflected off the fire and in her arms walking limply beside her was Johnny.

Vince couldn't believe his eyes. The demon had been right. All three of them were taken and there was nothing he could do about it. Sure, he could rush in there, naked, and charge at the women. But what good would that do?

His former riders all looked like willing participants. Perhaps they put up a fight and failed, or submitted right away. It wasn't clear to Vince, but what was clear was their mission was about to be a failure if he didn't get out of here.

He heard the sounds of flapping wings coming from the basement steps. Time's up! He turned and exited by another door, hoping against all odds to be able to find the horses.

He didn't like the idea of riding buck naked but what choice did he have?

*****

Meridiana was caught off guard as the steps fell apart below her. There was no time to react as she plummeted to the ground. Just before her tail lost its grip she felt his cock explode. The first blast was sucked into her hungry tail before her fall forced it to separate.

Her body was mixed with pain and pleasure, as the taste of him was nothing but a tease. She could smell the rest of his seed all over the rubble she was laying in, wasted.

She could sense her children preparing for her ritual upstairs in the kitchen. Quickly she bounced back to her feet, wings stretching out and lifting her off the ground. She flew to the top of the steps before placing her feet back upon the floor.

She took a sniff and couldn't make out the direction her prey had gone. She had gotten a taste of him but it wasn't enough to know his exact location. She could sense his scent all over the room, at both exits.

The one lead to the main room where the others had gathered so he had to have gone out the other door. Time was running short. If she didn't find him soon she'd have to do the ritual without him.

He had such a powerful soul. It was a shame to let it slip through her fingers. They had ridden in on horses. That was her best bet. Without a moment to spare she sped off towards the stables.

*****

Vince stumbled through the building, searching for an exit. A door or even a window would suffice. It didn't matter to him. A moment later he felt along a wall and came to a window -- his ticket to safety.

Outside was bitter cold, his clothes would have been great but it was too late for that. He heard the horses nearby, they were restless.

For a moment he was filled with fright. What if something he couldn't fight off was with the horses? What would he do then? He couldn't walk, naked, the rest of the way south.

The horses were in a stable-like building that nature had taken over. Vince had told Tommy to find them shelter. It wasn't any worse off than the house, just covered in vines.

He rounded the corner and peeked inside. Standing in the center of the stables the demon stood caressing a scared horse's face.

Just his luck! Of course she'd be there waiting for him. She allowed him to get his hopes up just to crush his spirit and conquer him like the others.

Well this was one trap he wasn't going to spring. He thought back to what he saw in the main room. All three riders were having sex with three completely different women.

Then it hit him, Johnny had gone into that room with his armor and weapon. He hadn't come out with them.

Quickly Vince made his way back into the building and snuck into that room. Everything from the main room to this bedroom reeked of sex. Just inhaling it made him rethink of his encounter with the demon and how great her tail felt.

He shook those thoughts from his head and found Johnny's armor. The elder rider was in luck -- the clothing was intact and unsoiled. He hadn't thought about what condition they may have been in.

Once he was fully armored with a sword upon his hips once again he stretched out his arms. Johnny's armor was tighter than his own.

It was harder to sneak out quietly with a full set of armor on, but he managed just fine. It helped that they were all busy, loudly fornicating.

As he made his way back to the horses he was surprised to find the demon was no longer there, no doubt still hunting for him. Without a moment to lose he began to saddle his horse.

The poor animal was spooked, clearly still upset by the demon's presence. With the saddle fastened Vince mounted his steed, not a moment too soon. Once he was situated the support beam all the horses were tied to splintered and shattered into thousands of pieces.

The demon launched herself from her hiding place hoping to scare all the horses away. Three of them ran but Vince had his under control and unsheathed Johnny's sword.

"Back foul demon, this is one soul you can't have!" He shouted at the top of his lungs as he pulled back on the reins. His strong steed reared up on its hind legs, kicking its front legs out at the demon.

Meridiana attacked, swinging her dagger-tipped hands. Neither of them connected, hooves or talons. The horse brought down its legs hard upon the ground where the demon had just been.

She side stepped out of the way just as Vince brought his sword down upon her. With little time to react her wing stretched out to protect her body. The blade sliced through the membrane of her leathery wing.

The demon cried out in pain as she retreated from the attack. Vince didn't waste his chance and kicked into his trusty steed. The animal sprinted out of the barn, being over joyed to follow that command.

The demon watched her prey get away, she couldn't fly after them. The wound would take a little more time to heal than she had.

The small taste of his seed would forever be with her. She'd just have to continue the hunt another time. The ritual would have to be completed without his powerful soul.

Another thought warmed her heart. She'd have other plans for that soul, when the time came.

Moments later she re-entered the house's main room, making her way to the fourth bed roll. She sat down with her legs crossed and closed her eyes.

The demon mumbled under her breath, casting a powerful spell upon the room. The room suddenly became very hot, sparks crackled above the blazing fire.

The three women having sex around the fire were overcome with lust, the spell getting to them.

All three women were on top of their men, grinding their hips, preparing their souls. Meridiana really should have given them names, but, having feared more rebellious children, she didn't want to get too attached.

This whole event was nothing more than her attempt to fix the rebellious attitude of her first two creations. Once this ritual was completed she planned to return to the ruined temple site and begin construction of a fortress worthy of her rule.

The mummy had a dozen straps connecting her to Tommy, each strap caressing his skin as if it was an appendage she controlled. The young man moaned out in pleasure.

Sean was in heaven, no longer wishing to return to his dream. Reality was so much better than his dream.

With each orgasm the spirit on top of him gained more solidity and the control of her body became that much better. He had no desire to ever move again.

Meridiana tapped into their pleasures, reaching out with her power and grasping hold of the three souls. It wasn't all she had hoped for, but it would be enough.

She shuddered, her whole body tingling as she felt all three of their bodies at once. It felt like she was each of them and all of them at the same time. Her pussy was throbbing. Had she conquered her prey she would have gotten her own satisfaction as she felt theirs.

Her hand made its way between her legs and circled her clit. A shiver went up her spine the second her fingers touched her nether region.

The spell was close to completion. Each couple needed to climax at the same time for the spell to work. Two were close, one needed more time.

Johnny was drained. The vampire had taken too much of his blood. He was on edge but couldn't quite get there. The pale woman sensed his weakened body and bit her wrist.

With her arm hovering over his lips, blood dripped down, on his lips. His dry lips suddenly had liquid on them and he unconsciously licked his lips. The blood tasted weird, like nothing he ever tasted before. It wasn't even a good weird but he was so thirsty he needed more.

Weakly he pulled his head up, almost begging for more with an out stretched tongue. She was more than happy to oblige, bringing her wrist down to his eager lips. The effect was felt immediately, not only quenching his thirst but filling him with a charge of energy that felt inhuman.

The surge re-energized him to the point where he thought he'd die if he didn't get release. Luckily as he sucked on her wrist she was more than willing to grind her waist into him. Johnny wasn't sure which felt better, his mouth or his cock.

He didn't have long to think, as the pleasure overwhelmed his whole body.

Meridiana squealed as she felt all three of them on edge and ready to complete her spell, unknowingly giving up their souls in the process. Her hand sped up, circling her clit.

Five orgasms hit her all at once, threatening to throw off her spell but she managed to mumble out the proper words. The fire exploded skyward, setting the roof ablaze.

Screams filled the room as everyone enjoyed the mind shattering bliss of their climaxes. Suddenly the large fire imploded in on itself, leaving a ring of fire on the ground. Only Meridiana was coherent enough to realize there was something inside that ring of fire that wasn't there before.

Her spell had worked! The hunter had been summoned. The spell was more powerful than she had anticipated. With the roof on fire they couldn't linger much longer. Soon the entire building would be burnt to a crisp. With them included if they stayed.

The orgy sadly had to come to an end. She sent her children mental images, commanding them to spread out into the world, keeping a low profile and spread their kind. They were welcome to take the husks of men they had claimed. The spell only required their souls, it didn't demand their flesh. In turn they now became mated to their partners, even becoming the same creatures.

It was just another step in her plans to recreate the world in her image. Now she could have just said all that to them, but she had been busy admiring her spell work. The commands only took a split second to send out to them.

No one seemed to mind, either, as they scattered to different paths, to live out their days spreading their new species.

Meridiana patted out the fire at her feet and entered the ring. The moment she did the hunter rose to his feet, standing seven feet tall he towered over her by a good two feet.

The hunter resembled a werewolf. But the main difference was, he didn't have a human side. He was covered in white fur, his head that of a wolf and his body completely humanoid. He looked down at her with golden glowing eyes filled with savage hunger, as her pheromones tickled his nostrils.

The demon reached out and placed her delicate hand on his arm, motioning for them to leave with her head. However he had other plans. He reached his arm out and enclosed his clawed hand around her neck, lifting her up to eye level.

"Why have you summoned me to this plane?" He snarled out, angry and hungry.

The fire spread to the walls, threatening to bring down the house on top of them.

"I give the orders here, Fenris. Bow before me or feel my wrath." She commanded as best she could with his hand crushing her throat. She knew she needed that fourth soul, especially since he had been so powerful. That soul would have bound the hunter Fenris to her without question.

It would appear she was going to have to break him in, after all. He wasn't backing down, tightening his grip. She focused her mind, lungs began to burn with the lack of air. Her most powerful weapon was her body.

The burning building dominated Fenris' scent glands, but he still noticed another potent smell rising before him. This scent turned him on and since he was more beast than man his instincts took over.

The hunter threw her down and positioned himself behind her. This was dangerous and deep down he knew it. The building could collapse on top of them at any moment. Or the fire would spread, burning them alive first.

The thought never crossed his mind that she was dangerous, acting purely on instinct.

Meridiana was thrown down on to her hands and knees. He didn't waste any time. Crouching down behind her, he placed himself at her entrance.

The hunter raised his head high and howled as he entered her smoldering hot, wet pussy in one violent thrust.

"No one commands me!"

He growled between thrusts, slamming hard, their bodies clapping together loudly. The succubus' tail waved hypnotically before his face, his golden eyes following the tail like a predator stalking its prey.

"You think I'd summon you if I couldn't control you? Not even five minutes on this dimension and already you're balls deep in a succubus' pussy." She purred, enjoying each hard thrust he have her.

He was in disbelief at her words. He was in control here, not her! He'd just have to drive her to her climax and pull out, denying her and forcing her to beg him. No one commanded the hunter!

Fenris changed his angle, sliding his mighty cock against her special spot, enticing a long drawn out moan. She hadn't expected that. Strong hands gripped her hips, nails digging into her skin.

"I'll break you, demon. You'll be taking orders from me from now on."

She laughed, but he silenced her quickly with a hard slap upon her ass cheek.

Fenris sped up, feeling himself swell up, and could tell she was ready to cum as well. He gave a smirk, ready to pull out.

"Oh yes, right there, give me your submission. Plant that white flag deep in my womb. I'm so close, make me cum on that big dick!"

It was now or never. He slammed in hard one last time before pulling out. His member slid slowly, feeling her inner muscles squeeze, expecting him to drive home. His tip was all that was left.

Suddenly her nether lips clamped into a vice grip around his tip. Fenris howled and growled as the demon laughed a wicked laugh at the top of her lungs.




Succubus Unleashed The Hunter



"Did you honestly think you were in control? Sex is my power, you pathetic mutt." Her lips began to suck and draw him further in. In a panic he clawed at her, trying desperately to pull out. He was too close for these games.

Claw marks drawing blood all over her back, hips and ass cheeks as he attempted to weaken her hold on him. Nothing worked. It was like she was even feeling pleasure from the pain he caused. With a grunt he was once again balls deep, only this time against his wishes.

The demon's lips sealed tightly around his base and her inner walls began a strong suction, milking his throbbing cock. Fenris was panting from exerting himself but hadn't moved an inch out of her.

The fire was blazing all around them, getting close. The temperature had risen quite a lot since he first opened his eyes. He had played a dangerous game and it would appear he had lost. How did this happen, being played like a fool?

"Hmmm I can feel you swelling! Give in! Submit like a good puppy and I'll give you a bone."

"Neve... I ... Ah ... Ohhh." He tried to hold on, but the pleasure from her milking sexual organ was so great he could hardly form a coherent word. A small flame landed on his shoulder, shattering his resistance as he jumped forward in pain.

The swollen head of his dick collided with a soft membrane that opened up and sealed around him. A tighter more forceful suction began on his tip. Both of them moaned out loud. Neither had expected that and it felt great.

"Oh, you naughty dog!" She cried out as her climax hit, her whole body tensed up and her pussy squeezed hard. He couldn't hold on as her body shook. It drove him over the edge.

Fenris felt his body tense up and the next thing he knew he was blasting wave after wave, filling up her womb, his eyes rolled back into his skull. The hunter's knees gave out as he fell forward until his body was laying atop hers. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations as her wounds began to heal, using the life force in her womb.

Meridiana recovered first and slid out from under him, allowing him to fall to the ground. It was time to test his will.

"Sit!"

The tired worn-out wolf sat up, eyes half-open, still in post orgasmic bliss. His mind had been reduced to putty in her hands. Fire was falling all around them as the roof was falling apart.

"It's time to go, puppy." She said it pouting like a little girl.

She squealed in delight as the big strong werewolf got up and followed her out of the building. With him under heel she didn't have to worry about the brave rider escaping. His soul would indeed come in handy later on.

As she exited the building, it collapsed and fire launched out at them. Fenris yelped and bolted to safety, turning to look back at his mistress. The red skinned demon had fire all around her and she welcomed it, slowly walking towards him. The flames harmlessly licked at her skin as it circled around her.

The day's events truly empowered her. Flames never bothered her before, but they still stung and left marks. Now however it tickled her skin, not even feeling the heat.

Enough play. It was time to bark orders. She giggled at that thought, pun intended. She stared daggers at her newly summoned servant.

"Arm yourself and set mind to task. Bring my first two creations to me." It was long overdue to teach her pets their place. She was tired of all the rebellious nonsense. She had a world to conquer.

Fenris couldn't help himself as he bowed low. He had been greatly mistaken. The demon wasn't as weak as her slim frame made her look. He didn't even have to worry about the impossible task, images filled his head and it was like their scent appeared out of nowhere on the wind.

Head arched up into the air and he howled, before running off on all fours into the horizon, heading south after the scent.

Meridiana had to weigh her options. Continue the hunt and go after the rider, or head back to the ruined monastery and begin construction on her fortress. She'd enjoy a good hunt, but things had to be done to solidify her position in this world.

To the monastery it was, wings stretching out, lifting her up into the air.

She thought as she flew that the rider would come after her, seeking revenge. She positively couldn't wait and if he didn't then she'd have to remedy that, and go on the hunt once she could slip away.

*****

Meanwhile Vince had been riding hard, before stopping for supplies at the last village before the jungles of the world. They man prayed to his gods for the strength to finish his mission and for revenge.

He was about to get his wish. A meteorite was falling--- which was rich in rare metal--- along his path. Rare metals that he'd take to the village blacksmith to forge a new set of armor.

Unbeknownst to him, he'd never complete his mission as he hears all about the army's fall up north. In anger he'd form a new group of demon hunters.



Succubus Unleashed



Amber lay upon the bed lost to the pleasures of her changing body, and boy did she look good. Just one more fuck, he couldn't help but think as he took a step back into the room. Only to smack himself with the door he was still closing, succeeding in knocking some sense into him. He ran towards the stairs, his pants effectively around his waist.

***

As the door swung shut the creature behind it was revealed. Meridiana stood in all her glory, dark hair cascaded around her shoulders, leaving only a hint of her wonderful chest. Red flawless skin, black leathery bat-like wings folded upon her back. She stood there with a satisfied smile, watching as Amber's body took its first step towards perfection. Her plans had only just begun. While Kryos was busy giving away part of his soul Meridiana was focused reading his memories.

In truth it had been her fault for his memories returning, but it was worth it. She learned so much from him. They had an army and that army was hunting Yshomatsu. They had discovered the monk's home and would be marching there.

Perfect.

An army of souls ripe for the taking, all she needed to do was act. Amongst her excitement the succubus had a brief thought of fear. An army of souls would solidify her position in this world, but if she failed to acquire them that same army could be her down fall.

She sent a mental message to her plaything Bree, currently entertaining the succubus' link to the world, Yshomatsu. Bree purred her response. An image of Bree came to mind, her first creation. Once human, Bree was caught in a whirlwind of lust when Meridiana was released into the world. Different from a succubus, Bree has two fluffy tails and ears, her eyes bright orange orbs that always crave sex, a Kitsune or fox.

Meridiana needed the monk moved, to a location, unknown to his kind. The events coming would lead to someone searching for him. If any survived of course. A shiver went down her spine. This'll be fun, she thought to herself.

Only two things remained to be done here. One, help Amber finish off her meal and two, test her latest spell downstairs. It would come in handy dealing with the army, if all things went according to plan.

She stretched out both arms and wings, moaning. Every move she made screamed sex appeal. Amber looked up, clearly enjoying the view. The newborn succubus closed her eyes in another mini orgasm.

"Time to go play, my pet," Meridiana whispered. Amber's eyes snapped open once again. She gazed out with now yellow orbs slit like a cat, just like her mistress'. The girl has taken her first steps, changing into a lesser succubus, or otherwise newborn. With time and souls devoured her power would increase, slowly horns, wings and a tail would form, symbols of her power.

***

Kryos ran down the stairs taking two steps at a time, almost falling flat on his face. Meanwhile screaming for help, no one seemed to care, running up to the closest man sitting at the bar.

"You've got to help me, she isn't human!"

He reached out and grabbed the man's shirt, only to have the shirt turn to a green mist where he grabbed hold. Startled he tried to shake the man. He completely turned to mist.

Horrified Kryos ran for the door, passing through people in his path, each one turned to mist.

Upon reaching the door Kyros gripped the handle. Briefly wondering why there even was a door, he distinctly remembered being thrown through it in an explosion of splinters. He quickly decided it didn't matter, the only thing that did was escape and only a door stood in his way.

With the handle turned he pulled with all his might. The stubborn door made loud creaks and with a sudden snap it flung open. Only to reveal the once forgotten storm of the century, it had grown so powerful Kyros couldn't even see the other buildings. The sky, pitch black, so dark he couldn't tell how far the clouds went on the horizon. The whole thing was so surreal, like the gods decided to destroy the land.

There goes that plan, so much for escape.

A lithe creature descended the stairs behind him, humming sexily with each step. But he was too afraid to look, feared that he'd go running back into her arms without a second thought. Her hair had changed to a darker red, yet her skin had remained pale. The world looked different from her new cat-like eyes, everything was brighter, clearer.

Amber could smell his fear. She hungered for more of him, his fear would only add flavor to his soul as she devoured it. All throughout the room her mistress' spell flourished, going about its business enacting a scene of an ordinary inn. That just wouldn't do, the trap had already been tripped. It was time to spice things up a bit.

The newborn changed the tune to her humming and the creations took on an act, aided by her pheromones which polluted the air with each step she took down the stairs. The room that was once an ordinary inn full people drinking and laughing became an unearthly orgy. Scantily clad women went from dancing to climbing on those seated before them. The music tempo changed as well.

Everyone turned to a light shade of green as the spell was pushed to its limits, leaving a surreal feel to it all. One of the misty females slithered up towards Kyros like an unseen serpent about to strike. He was too busy staring out into the storm to notice, as he was trying his best to ignore the world behind him.

She reached the open door at his side and leaned against it, a suggestive smile upon her lips. Her loose fitting dress left little to the imagination. Slowly she pushed the door closed. Kyros was lost in thought attempting to get his mind to figure out a plan. As the mist creature passed in front of him he snapped back to the present. Her sparkling eyes promised an adventure he'd never forget.

As the door shut it all clicked into place, endless promises of pleasure were all a distraction to keep him in the building. Anger flashed in his eyes at being such a fool, lashing out he punched his fist forward. Never before had he ever thought himself capable of striking a woman, but this was no woman, it wasn't even human or real for that matter.

His fist passed through the mist creature to strike the solid door. With a crack he heard a bone snap and grunted in agony. The woman vanished into mist that glided to the floor. Her smile never fading as she let out a sultry moan, the mist caressed his body as it disappeared. Anger quickly forgotten as an, all too familiar pleasant warmth spread through his body.

A girlish giggle behind him caused him to turn without thinking. Stunned once again by her beauty he stood their mouth open staring. Amber seductively approached a male mist creature sitting at a table, softly caressing his face as she stared at Kyros.

"You have to be gentle to play with them darling," she said with a smile. A black lace see through wrap covered her perfect body, leaving even less to the imagination. Yet it was exotic and he couldn't take his eyes off her. She spun around and straddled the green tinted man, gracefully lowering herself into his lap with a sigh that left you wanting more.

Her lace wrap bunched up enough to expose the curves of her behind. As if she knew that was where his attention was she began to slowly grind into the being below her. The bulge in his pants rose to the occasion, desperately wishing that was him sitting in the chair. She clearly enjoyed putting on a show, teasing her prey. A thought he felt was justified when she turned to look over her shoulder at him, hair in her face masking her daring stare.

Two more mist females closed in behind Kyros, clinging close to his back, massaging this shoulders and arms. He was too distracted watching Amber flex her ass to do anything but enjoy their touch. Reflexively he relaxes back into their bodies, feeling their curves press up against him. Their nipples stabbed into his flesh as they moaned pleasant sounds into his ears.

As if one being the two mist girls reached into his shirt and tore it before removing it and once again pressing themselves against him. If he had any rational thought he would have noticed his leather padded armor had at some point been removed without his knowledge. But that was far from his mind as he enjoyed two warm and very female bodies cling to him. Their hands felt great.

So good in fact that he hadn't even realized Amber was talking, she had been going on about how great her mistress was or something. The next thing she said really piqued his interest, even if he couldn't truly focus to understand the meaning of it.

"The whole village was consumed in her effort to create little ole me. Just imagine what she could do with an army. Thanks to you my lovely man, she'll have one. It's up to you and me to test this spell of hers and see just what it can do. What do you say? Shall we have some more fun?"

The girls pressed more into him, causing him to take a little step forward. He was having a hard time grasping what she had just said - "Thanks to him." What did he do? It didn't help that his ears were filled with two moaning women. He was forced to take another two steps.

"Besides who would ever want to resist this kind of pleasure? It makes me wet just thinking about it."

She started to hum again, causing the room to turn into a hardcore orgy of green tinted flesh. Kyros was on the verge of a sensory overload. Then it hit him, like a wave smacking him in the face. Amber's arousal was unleashing a flood of pheromones. It was like tendrils reaching up his nostrils and attaching to his brain, sending his sex drive into overdrive. He felt it painfully, in his all of a sudden too-tight pants.

Somehow before her pheromones had canceled all thoughts of anything but sex he had started to say "For free will," But his voice didn't sound convincing at all, especially when he stuttered as the wave hit him.

Now that all thoughts were on sex he wondered what the women behind him looked like, imagining green tinted sex goddesses. In response he noticed a shift below Amber, the male mist creature's arms changed to smooth feminine arms with small hands grabbing hold of Amber's ass to pull her sex close to her own.

Movement caught his attention behind flowing red hair, the now clearly female being below the newborn was staring at him with the most alluring eyes he'd ever seen.

Kyros was pushed ever closer to the loving couple. The two pushing him began to kiss his neck and suck on his ears. He reached back and grabbed a fist full of each of their behinds, enjoying the feel of warm flesh as the arched their backs to give him better access.

His life had turned into a rolling storm of pleasure. Each passing moment made it harder for him to think. At some point he lost all notion of fear - fear of the unknown, fear for this life. Only pleasure and the desire for more were on his mind now.

The one to his right kissing his neck lowered her hand, teasing lightly around his waist, causing his abs to jump and flex. She giggled slightly into his neck and she pressed her fingers into his pants, circling around his erect member. As she repositioned his cock he released a pleasant sigh as she squeezed her hand.

Electric sparks went off in his head as his willpower began to wake up, realizing what's going on. Yet before he has any time the green tinted woman to his left raised her hand to his face and turned his head for a welcoming kiss. Their moans were almost loud enough to drown out the orgy going on within the room. On the other hand he just became part of it.

The one to his right continued to squeeze his member, holding tight as he squirmed within both their arms. With their opposite hands--- that had been massaging his back this whole time--- they reached down to pull his pants down. As his cock was freed to the cold air, he suddenly couldn't stand any moment the mist girls hands weren't touching a part of him. She slowly pumped his member, causing him to rock his hips in the attempt to keep her hand on his entire length at all times.

The one on his right began to whisper sweet nothings into his ear as she pumped faster and he eagerly kissed her companion. His willpower had quickly been reduced to squirming need for release.

Feeling his urgent need, Amber cried out in an orgasm, causing him to break from his kiss to put all attention on the beautiful newborn succubus. She arched her back, exposing her glistening wet flower, which throbbed with need to be filled. The mist creature beneath her had both hands on the newborn's hips, as if helping her get in the right position for Kyros.

All of a sudden he was pushed forward, as he stumbled forward almost falling he reached out with his half numb arms and found himself holding Amber's shoulders. A heat settled over him and he looked down. Somehow the girl to his right had managed to keep hold and aim him for a hole in one. Only his tip but still he was amazed, especially for how tight she felt.

Amber moaned out in both acknowledgment and encouragement. Between the one under Amber staring at him and the two behind him whispering into his ears he was overwhelmed. As such he didn't even notice the subtle pushing from behind him. Slowly the two pressed their bodies into his. Before long he was slowly rocking back and forth, his member pressing up against her tight bud. With each forward rock he gained a little ground, bit by bit he was fucking her ass and getting deeper.

Mouth gaping open, he was memorized by the eyes staring back at him. The one to Kyros' right kept her hand tightly clamped to the base of his cock, squeezing with each rock back. Lost to the pleasure he returned the smile facing him below the flowing red hair of the newborn. The 5 of them adding their own chorus of moans to the room's many others.

Suddenly as if something snapped within his mind he cried out, losing himself to the pleasure and thrust forward, gaining another inch. The two behind him resumed sucking and kissing his neck as the pressed harder into him. Before long he had a good rhythm going, increasing his speed as his need for release surged him on.

Another few thrusts and Amber screamed out in an orgasm as his balls slapped against her pussy, his shaft buried to the hilt. The newborn's ass clenched down on him with the grip of the gods, never wanting to let him go. She looked over her shoulder and for the first time he noticed how beautiful she was with her new features. Her face looked more exotic than alien to Kyros.

The warrior attempted to pull back. But instead of escape on his mind, he only wanted to experience his next thrust forward. However hard he tried he couldn't, her body had a vice grip on his cock and began to squeeze as if milking him. The mist woman to his right had moved her hand to massage his balls.

It felt too good, he wouldn't last long. Kryos was still memorized staring into those inhuman eyes that to him felt like they saw right through him, knowing his every thought. Just as he was about to lose it her smile opened wide to reveal her pearl white fangs.

Kyros couldn't hold out any longer, he squirmed and made an embarrassing face as the most pleasure he had ever felt exploded between his legs. His cock unleashed gallons of cum in pleasurable waves that shook his entire body, eyes rolling back into his skull.

This time however along with the pleasure he felt his body noticeably drain. With each spurt his body felt weaker, knees giving out as he leaned back into the two behind him. They clearly enjoyed it as they held him up. His eyes and cheeks recedes just enough to stand out, appearing as if he hadn't slept in a week. He felt like it also.

Wave after wave of pleasure threatened to sort circuit his brain. Amber shuttered as her body received the most divine tasting essence she had ever felt. More of his soul separated from his body into her core than the first time. Her body greedily clamped tighter, forcing more than normal to flow from him. She could get used to this, this taste and ecstasy his soul provided her. It wasn't hard to believe it would quickly become additive.

He felt weaker than he ever had before, as if he'd pass out at any moment, relying completely on the two mist creations to hold him up. The warrior's hips flexed one last time as the last part of his fractured soul left his body, little remained. The two continued to suck on his neck until his skin began to hurt.

Amber's body reluctantly released hold of him as her body took on new convulsions. The next part of his soul was currently being absorbed into her body. All thought ended as the pleasure of her transformation continued.

As the newborn succubus' body released its grip on his now softening dick Kyros fell back suddenly. The two's attention was interrupted as they vanished into clouds of mist, leaving with sexy moans that filled his ears. Had he not been utterly spent he would have noticed and enjoyed their departing sounds.

Violently his body landed in a chair that a male mist creation quickly slid underneath the falling naked warrior. Upon that chair the man sat, completely spent, arms hanging limp at his sides and his chin rested upon his chest. His eyes lazily looked out at the demon as she clung to the one beneath her. The mist woman in turn began to kiss the newborn's shoulder, her gaze never leaving the man as her hands roamed across Amber's back in a loving caress.

Just before Kyros was about to pass out--- his body felt like it was dying--- a clicking sound began to descend the stairs. Like an idiot that hasn't learned anything he looked.

His eyes were drawn to the sound her heeled feet made upon the steps. Almost content to stare at her feet forever, however her toned red skinned legs held a promise he couldn't ignore. The red skin should have sent sparks of warnings off in his head but he was too exhausted to heed the warnings.

Those legs were the sexiest piece of flesh he had ever seen, but then as he kept looking up each new part became that much more. Slender hips waving with each step below a tight waist, her sex hidden by a piece of cloth wrapped around her hips.

Higher yet his eyes wondered, eager to see more. And he wasn't disappointed; unnaturally large breasts that defied gravity pointed straight at him, as if begging to be squeezed. Raven colored hair flowed all around them, framing the purest angelic face he had ever seen.

It was as if an angel has descended from the heavens sent by the goddess of love herself. Hope filled his heart; he was saved, as one of her feet left the last step and reached the floor a flash of light blinded him.

All his hopes came crashing down.

Her body didn't change per-se - her skin was still red, her lips a slightly brighter red that opened to a fang filled smile, eyes the same cat-like slits as Amber's. Her heels were now part of her feet and two small horns were atop her head. And the biggest change was behind her. Large black leathery wings unfolded and stretched out into the room, as a tail slithered through the air between her legs, ending in a point. Clearly she was no angel.

Against his better judgment his spent body reacted to the sight before him. His sore and aching member rose to the occasion. The demon smiled, showing her method of approval. All the while Amber's body still shook, no changes were visible but it was obvious another change was taking place as the demon slowly approached her.

She raised her clawed hand to caress the newborn's face in a loving manner. Kyros' eyes never left hers as the demon's face looked upon him as if wordlessly thanking him for taking care of her child. Unbeknownst to him she was actually thanking him for his sacrifice. As she caressed her newborn demon, Amber appeared to regain control of herself, returning the affection as she leaned into her mistress' clawed hand.




Succubus Unleashed



Amber shivered as she turned to look over her shoulder at her prey; her mistress encouraged her to finish her meal. The newborn looked at him at first with concern then with lust. He looked tired, exhausted even, his face looked aged slightly. Cheek bones stuck out more than normal, even his eyes appeared to have sunken into his skull a little. He took shallow breaths, all signs that he was on the verge of death.

Yet it was as if his mind wasn't aware of it, he looked at her mistress as if he was a young man ready to fuck for hours. Her own body ached for it. She couldn't put her finger on what changed this time but her pussy was dripping with need, twitching as if her flower had a mind of its own.

She worried that he might not be able to handle another go but was quickly over taken by lust when she noticed his steel between his legs. All thoughts of his well-being were lost when she locked eyes with his twitching cock. He was staring at her mistress but that didn't matter, she needed more and he was right there for the taking.

Amber rose from the chair and spun around upon her toes, feeling graceful as if her body was fueled by unnatural energy. Meridiana gave her a push, forcing her to slide towards him. Her bare feet slid upon the hardwood floor as if it was ice until she stopped herself by grabbing his shoulders. A lustful look covered her face, clearly overtaken by the growing need to be filled. For the first time since her mistress entered the room the warrior looked at her. Amber was pleased as he showed the same hungry look to her as he did her mistress. She gracefully kicked her foot into the air and lowered it on the other side of his leg. Now straddling him she slowly lowered herself, all the while their gazes never faltered.

The newborn succubus moaned as his tip separated her nether lips, there was no need to reach down and aim his member for it was standing straight up, hard as steel. She felt an urge to hover with just his tip inside her. In the next moment she found out what change her body had received from his soul.

Her nether lips began to move, the sensations threatened to overload her brain with pleasure. And that was when it hit her, she could control her muscles. The internal dance that took place next felt like an unnatural mouth upon the tip of his dick. Like nothing he had ever felt before. Like a caged animal set loose, he tried to raise his arms to her hips and thrust deep into her. But his tired body didn't react to his command, in fact couldn't react.

If he could have thought rationally for even a moment he would have realized how tired he was. But the pheromones in the room, aided by the two beautiful demons before him, clouded his dying mind. Not to mention the countless green tinted people still going at it all around him. Amber just hovered on top of him, slowly rotating her hips, positively driving him insane.

He opened his mouth to plead with her, even beg but he couldn't even voice a word, only a delightful moan escaped his lips, a moan Amber was more than eager to return, one of her arms circled around his head to pull him into a hungry kiss. Her other hand remained on his shoulder to support herself as she remained hovering on the tip of his cock.

Their lips met and tongues engaged in a war of dominance as his eyes rolled back into his skull. The unbelievable pleasure from the new-found control of her body sent waves of pleasure throughout his body.

"How does it feel to be her first victim?" Meridiana asked a rhetorical question he couldn't answer, even if it was paying attention and tried to. "Just imagine how thankful that army of yours will be when they feel this kind of pleasure." The demon couldn't wait to get her hands on an army's worth of souls. A small village's worth created Amber.

At first she thought about just taking their souls quickly but after feeling the 'hope' Kyros felt, even just for a moment, she knew that she'd have to recreate that feeling amongst the men. Now her mind focused on twisting the mist into foul creations. Into what humans feared most, monsters, creatures of the unknown and unexplainable origins. Weaken their willpower before turning their fear into uncontrollable lust. They would rush head first into the fray just to get a taste of it.

The demon sat down in the chair her creation had been in. The green tinted woman vanished in a puff of smoke as the demon sat on top of her. Meridiana wet her fingers before playing with herself like an instrument. She knew that if Kyros could have looked he would have, she was a sight like none other in this world. Well that is until Amber consumes enough souls. One soul wouldn't be enough; it would only be the first of many souls.

Amber broke off the kiss with a sigh, inhaling vapors of blue light, parts of his essence flowed into her like the most divine drink seeping into her veins. This entire time she had been occupied, testing the new-found control of her body. The need for his seed fought diligently with her willpower. As much as she enjoyed mentally controlling her body she just couldn't take it any longer.

She cried out in a small orgasm as she threw her head back, launching her red hair behind her head. It was Amber's turn to unleash her inner beast that had been caged. Only when that lock snapped in her mind, her body reacted, slamming her hips down on him. The animal took over and she rocked and rotated her hips as if riding a wild steed. All the while her inner muscles milked his cock like the most talented mouth a human had ever felt.

A few green tinted females wondered over, attracted by the moans and cries that rose above all other sounds. As they approached and began to invite themselves to the fun Meridiana waved them off. The demon wanted Amber to enjoy this alone, her first kill.

The newborn bucked wildly upon Kyros, who sat there with only the white of his eyes showing, mouth gaped open, arms waving limply at his side. Every thought was on the sensations between his legs; the familiar tingle began in his balls. His body didn't have the strength to join in, but if he did he surely would have.

The ride of his life was almost over.

Amber could feel his cock swell within her and doubled her efforts, her body's need taking over. She rose one last time before slamming down as far and hard as she could, squeezing his head into her ample chest. As their hip bones met she grinded into him, forcing his cock to rub that special spot. She could feel her orgasm building up, and it promised to be an epic one.

She cried out as her trigger was pulled, the explosion caused by his own, she could feel his cock pump inside of her. The warm essence of his soul flowed into her, filling her womb. With her new-found control she clamped her nether lips down on the base of his cock, not wanting a single drop to slip out.

Her body didn't disappoint as the fireworks shook her body in a massive wave of pleasure. She screamed out louder than ever before. The last of his soul departed his body and filled her up with a sense of power she never dreamed of. Her body greedily accepted it, her nether lips had begun to milk him with all their might the moment he began pumping into her. Her pussy kept milking even after he was spent with nothing left to give.

When she regained control of her fluttering eye lids she was horrified by what she saw.

Kyros was no longer a man but a dried up corpse with a smile on his face. She was glad her mistress was behind her and couldn't see the disgusted look on her face. Sure the power of his soul tasted great but was it worth his death? A question she knew would haunt her for a long time, if not the rest of her life. She had become the very monster humans feared.

Although she was beyond sexy, a true trap to any that looked upon her, her looks would hide the monster underneath. Somehow she refrained from jumping off of Kyros and was glad she didn't when her mistress spoke.

"Your first kill, my dear. The first of many to come. Soon you will be as beautiful as I am, a full grown succubus."

Meridiana stood up, the green tinted orgy abruptly turned to mist and flowed to her feet to be absorbed into her skin. She caressed her large chest and moaned as if she had an audience to please.

Amber's body was savoring the soul within her and she let those feelings be shown upon her face, instead of the doubt and disgust she felt having killed a man. She didn't feel cut out for the life of a demon and dreaded her next kill. Even if it had been the best feeling she had ever felt.

Her mistress talked about her plans for the coming days and what part Amber would play. Clearly she had her heart set on consuming the army Kyros came from. As they left the inn and walked into the storm as if it was nothing but a sunny day Amber couldn't help but think there had to be more to life than what Meridiana wanted.

With the village left behind, abandoned and left to the elements all manners of insects and vermin moved in. Before long spider webs covered every inch of the buildings. If anyone ever stumbled upon the village they would be greeted by what looked like a haunted monstrosity. Even the wind sounded like ghosts in the night, howling and demanding retribution for their lives.

The only remaining body sat within an inn alone and decaying, with an oddly wide smile across his face that would make anyone question the manner of which he died. But he wouldn't be the last corpse found in such a way, for a great evil had been unleashed upon the world and the only person that knew about it was helplessly engaged in the best sex of his life.