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Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 01

By: Ragnarok385



Bethany's eyes slowly opened as the world came into focus. She sighed softly as her eyes took in the pale blue ceiling she didn't recognize and the tacky posters of various scantily clad women on the walls, each one in sporting a different seductive pose. Her right hand slowly lifted from beneath the covers to brush strands of her auburn hair out of her face careful not to make any noise lest she wake the still sleeping companion of this particular bed. 

She tilted her head forward slightly to survey the damage, and found what she had assumed was the case; her bra draped over a chair on the far corner, and following the toppled books on a desk and the floor she located her jeans. The shirt she had been wearing last night lay crumpled against the door, and she finally located her panties wadded up at the end of the bed. The weight to her left shifted slightly, and Bethany decided it was probably time to get up. 

Trying to be as quiet as possible she slid out from beneath the covers, and gently went to rest one foot on the ground. The soft tink of her foot contacting the beer bottle caused her to freeze. Bethany lay still for a few heartbeats, hoping the body next to her hadn't awoken. Finally, she let out a soft sigh of relief and lowered her other leg over the bed and sat up. She reached to the end of the bed, grabbed her panties and slid her legs into them, slowly standing to stay as quiet as possible, and also to help keep balance as her mind was still fuzzy with the alcohol from the night before. 

When Bethany was sure she could walk around the room with the proper care required, she began stepping over the various articles of clothing, mostly his, towards her jeans. Gently she lifted the pants from their precarious perch and shimmied them up over her thighs and butt, and buttoned the front. Reaching into her pockets to smooth them out along her legs, she pulled one hand back out with a name and a number on it. Bethany didn't remember even getting this, but regardless she let it fall on the desk amidst the other papers, books, and beer bottles. She turned towards the door, stopping at the overturned chair to retrieve her bra. She remembered something about a lap dance and strip tease combo in the haze that was her memory of the previous night, and mentally shrugging she slipped her arms through the straps and clasped the cups at the front with a soft click. 

Her nipples brushed the fabric on the inside of the bra almost painfully as she just now realized how cold it was in the room. Looking around she located the source, a cracked window, something he must have done sometime during the night. She mentally shrugged again, crossing the last stretch of the room towards the door to collect her shirt. Bethany thought about locating her flip-flops, but luckily the things are $5 down at Old Navy, not a huge deal she had dozens of other pairs. She finally reached the door, and bent down to collect her shirt when the door swung outwards. 

"YOU BITCH!" 

"I'm sorry," Bethany said, picking her shirt up off the ground, and looking at the girl standing in the doorway. "Do I know you?" 

"Apparently not, but that didn't stop you from fucking my boyfriend last night did it?!" The girl shouted at Bethany from the doorway. 

Bethany pulled the shirt over her head, adjusting it over her breasts until it hugged them and stopped inches above her waist. She took a quick look over her own shoulder at the now stirring figure in the bed behind her, "Hmmm, guess I did." 

"You guess you did? What the fuck kind of answer is that?" 

"Look, it's not my fault your boyfriend was unfaithful and wanted a little more woman in his life. Maybe you should try pleasing him more often." Bethany said shrugging. The girl in front of her glowed with rage, Bethany could plainly see that, but what could she do when Bethany only spoke the truth. 

The girl in front of her was easily 4 inches shorter than Bethany, and although she had a fairly good figure, it paled in comparison to Bethany's curves. The girl stood stock still, her mouth working furiously, but no words came out, and that's when Bethany heard a voice from behind her. 

"Jesus, can you two keep it down, my head is still spinning." 

"Don't you even fucking talk Jared!" The girl yelled into the room, and the slow rustling quickly became hurried stammering. 

"Uh...Kim, um, what are you...uh, doing here?" 

"What do you mean 'What am I doing here?' What the hell is she doing here!?" 

"Kim, honey this isn't what it looks like." 

"Oh yes it is." Bethany said stepping out from between the two quarreling lovers, "Own up for what you did, be a man like you were last night." 

"Shut up you whore!" The girl named Kim yelled at Bethany. She looked at Jared again tears streaming down her face, "How could you..." And left the doorway, the door to the common room slamming behind her. 

The man named Jared groaned and flung himself out of bed, grabbing the first pair of shorts and shirt that he could find. "Thanks for the help Beth." 

"Not my fault she got here before I could leave," Bethany said walking out into the common room. "Besides it's your problem not mine. I didn't even know you before last night, other than you're one of Tim's friends." 

"I should tell Tim what you did." Jared said locking the door to his room and jogging across the common room. 

"Tell Tim what? That you fucked me last night? Ya, that will go over real well, good plan." Bethany said stepping into the hallway before Jared slammed the door behind them both. "Besides if he doesn't know by now he's more naive than I thought." 

Jared looked at her for a second, "Just how many guys have you fucked behind his back." Then quickly he shook his head and took off down the hallway, "Never mind, I don't wanna know. But I'm gonna tell him to drop your ass before he gets hurt." 

Bethany watched Jared run down the hallway and shook her head with a wry smile on her face. Men make no sense, she thought, if you tell him you fucked me and he doesn't know already you'll be doing the hurting, not me. But whatever, not my problem. Time to head back to Tim's dorm and get my stuff so I can take a nap before work tonight. 

*** 

Bethany walked into Tim's room to see his phone still in his hand. To say she didn't care about Tim wouldn't be an accurate statement, she did love him, just as she loved most other men. They were all the same, or at least close enough. Most of them thought only with their dicks, and that's what led them to do things like what Jared had done last night. Others, like Tim, actually showed genuine affection for women, and as good as that was, in Bethany's opinion there was something primal and exhilarating about just letting go and giving into desires. That's why she often obliged men when these urges overcame them, but she had standards, and although some she fully admitted were her idea from the get go she didn't consider herself a slut. 

She merely helped them the same way they helped her, relieve that built up tension. 

"I just got off the phone with Jared." 

"Oh, what'd he say?" 

"He says he got a lapdance, a blowjob and fucked you last night." 

Bethany's eyes went wide, "He really said that?" 

Tim set his phone down on the bed beside him, and took both hands to rub at his eyes and then through his short black hair as he sighed. "How long have you been doing this?" 

"Tim it's not that I don't love you-" 

"Am I really that terrible as a boyfriend?" 

His voice was getting harder along with his tone, and Bethany was getting worried. Tim had never been one to yell or shout or even get angry visibly. Sure in the couple months they'd been together she'd seen him lose his temper, maybe once, and at that briefly. It was actually that quality that she admired in him. His self-restraint. But now, well, "Tim you're a great boyfriend-" 

"Am I not a good enough lover is that-" 

"Would you just let me finish a sentence!" 

"Why?" Tim said turning for the first time to face Bethany. She saw that it wasn't rage in his eyes like she feared, it was anguish, betrayal, pain, "Why should I even give you the time of day to explain yourself? Jared's not the first one to tell me that my girlfriend has a talented tongue. I was waiting for you to come out and admit to it, but you never did." 

"Tim, it's not that you're not a good lover." She watched as he rolled his eyes, "No really, it's just that, well...sometimes I'm in the mood, and you're not, so I...relieve the tension." It was the truth for the most part. Tim was an excellent lover, when he wanted to be, and she was rarely ever left unsatisfied by her boyfriend. And yet, there were times when he was being romantic, or just not in the mood, and well a girl had appetites. And it wasn't like she was out every night looking for a quick fuck, there were just some nights when she couldn't take it. 

"Look Beth, I love you I really do, but I can't date someone who isn't faithful or keeps things from me." Tim said looking away as the words finished leaving his mouth. 

"Are you breaking up with me?" Tim just sat there looking down into his hands, as Bethany asked the question. "Tim I can't believe you would break up with me, I mean," she looked at Tim and suddenly felt anger rising within her, "God damnit look at me Tim!" 

Tim's eyes rose, to meet hers and she could still see the pain in them, "You really want to break up with me?" 

"No I don't...but I have no choice. I can't trust you." 

Bethany was at a loss for words. She'd dated a dozen men before, and she had always broken up with them on her terms. And mostly because she had found another man who pleased her more, but that was beside the point. She was furious, and tugging her shirt off over her head she flung it at Tim, "You would break up with this, look at me Tim, look at this body, you'll never find another girl like this. I hope you're happy settling for second-rate girlfriends when you could have had me." 

Bethany walked over to the chair where she left her purse and clothes, grabbed them and stormed from the room. Tim watched her leave, and sighed, that's the problem, you're only interested in the physical. You are beautiful Bethany, but until you learn to really love someone you'll never be satisfied. The urge will keep growing, and you'll always have that void. But hopefully I can help with that. With that he set Bethany's shirt down walked over to his book shelf, removed a newly black bound leather book, and picking up his phone dialed a number. 

***

Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 02



"Alright I give, what am I doing here?" Kim said as she looked at the weird array laid out on the gravel floor of the abandoned warehouse slightly off campus. 

"Well that depends." Tim said rising from his crouch and walking over to her. 

"Depends on what?" 

"Do you believe in magic?" 

"Fuck no. Are you high or something?" 

"Actually, no although I probably should be in order to try this." Tim said sighing and picking up the black book from the ground at his feet. "Well then I suggest you stand back and close your eyes. I wouldn't want to change your mind." 

Before Kim could say anything, Tim began chanting something under his breath and began to move his hands out from underneath the book. Miraculously Kim watched as the book remained where his hands had held it, right out in front of his body, suspended in air as his hands rose even higher. She felt the wind pick up and saw the sky begin to blacken. Thunder boomed in the distance, and before she could even find a voice to cry out Tim's hands fell onto the book. 

There was a loud CLAP and Kim watched as the black clouds funneled downwards towards the center of whatever that drawing was on the ground. The clouds seemed to be condensing, and looking up Kim saw that the black clouds that had covered the sky seconds before were actually being sucked down onto the gravel in front of her, just like water down a funnel, leaving the blue sky behind in its wake. Within moments, the entirety of the blackness was contained on the ground and began to take shape, impossibly writhing and forming something other than inky blackness. 

All of a sudden there was a flash of light, unlike anything Kim had seen, nearly blinding her. One second there was Tim standing there holding the book aloft with a black cloud swirling on the ground, the next Tim had the book cradled under one arm, and in the middle of the circle there was an impossibly beautiful woman. Only something was off... 

The woman hovered inches off the ground, a crater forming beneath where her feet would have touched the ground. But that wasn't the biggest alarm set off in Kim's head. The woman had wings! And not only that the world behind her seemed to fracture, as though someone had taken a stained glass painting and shattered it into a million pieces. It was really too much. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?" 

"She," Tim began without looking at Kim, "is a magical being known as a succubus, and I have a request for her." 

"I don't do requests mortal." The woman said, suddenly cocking her head sideways with curiosity, "Unless of course you'd both like to offer your souls to me." 

"No thanks, I like mine where it is." Tim said with a calm that unnerved Kim. 

"That's too bad, you would have made a fine servant with such a strong spirit." The succubus said turning her gaze to Kim, "What about you dear? Fancy an eternity of bliss?" 

"Uh-h-h-h-h, n-n-no...I'm, uh, I'm good." 

"Such a timid little thing," The succubus said, smiling then turning her gaze back to Tim, "Well summoner I'm growing bored of this world already, I have somewhere else to be. So if you will excuse me-" 

"You're not going anywhere," Tim said still calm. "I said I have a request one that I think will be beneficial to both of us." 

"Listen mortal, if you wanted wishes you summoned the wrong creature. Try a djinn next time. I know a couple who are looking for work." She said then gestured to the symbols on the ground around her. "Besides you don't have any binding runes on the ground here, so I can leave whenever I wish." 

The succubus flexed her wings and the world began to warp again. At least until Tim laughed and said, "You're not going anywhere Myrla." 

Kim watched in awe as the distorted world beyond the succubus instantly broke down. It was as though the multicolored window into the twisted world shattered like a mirror, the pieces cracking then fading into nothingness. The succubus herself cried out and fell into a crumpled heap on the ground. Kim hurried to stand next to Tim's side and saw that he was smiling. 

"Alright mortal, how the fuck did you learn my name?" 

"We all have our secrets, but I didn't want to have to do this you know." 

"Like hell you didn't I can see you smiling from here." The succubus named Myrla said gathering her feet beneath her and clumsily getting to a standing position. "You have any idea the last time someone made me stand on my own two feet was? I should kill you where you stand mortal." 

"But Myrla, you're intrigued." Tim said still smiling. 

The succubus looked at Tim for a while, then shrugged her wings and said, "Alright I give, I am intrigued." 

"See I knew we'd get on better terms." Tim said, gesturing to Myrla. "Now like I said for the third time now, I'd like you to do something for me. Something that is right up your alley." 

"I'm listening, but first what are your names." 

"I'm K-mmmph" Kim began before Tim's had closed quickly over her mouth. 

"Nice try, but no more tricks, or I'll strip even more of your power." Tim said his voice growing hard. 

"Can't blame a girl for trying." Myrla said, "So what can I do for you?" 

" I need you to follow someone around and suck the pleasure away from her sex life." 

At this Myrla's head cocked again, "My, my that is a request to my liking. But I wonder what has she done to slight you so?" 

"That is none of your concern." 

"Oh but it is. You see I can fulfill my end of the bargain much more efficiently if I know why. Otherwise I'll have to blindly pull pleasure, which requires a large amount of energy from my being. And seeing as you have bound me here with only a limited supply I wouldn't want to draw on more energy than I am gaining from her voyeuristic activities." 

"Very well. She's an ex-girlfriend of mine that needs to learn the difference between love and lust. She doesn't understand what it means to truly love someone, she only knows how to use them and throw them away again. I want you to take the pleasure out of her shotgun love affairs until she finds someone her soul truly cares for. Then you are to report back to me and I will conclude our agreement." 

"Ooooo this is intriguing. You're trying to do her a favor by leveling a punishment that should ultimately lead her in the right direction. You are something else mortal." With that she took a step forward and reached out her hand. "Very well mortal I accept the terms of your contract, and will fulfill it to the best of my abilities." 

"Glad you finally came around." Tim said walking forward as he began to glow with an orange light. The two figures touched hands, and as Tim pulled his hand back a black mark like a tattoo was etched into his skin. 

"Very well mortal I will be off, with that touch I have gained all the information I require to follow this mortal of yours. If you need me call my name and I will endeavor to come to you if I am able." And in a flash the succubus vanished. 

*** 

Kim was silent most of the way back to the dormitories following a couple steps behind Tim. About a couple hundred yards from the buildings, Kim finally spoke up, "So are you, like, some sort of wizard?" 

"No, I'm no Harry Potter if that's what you're asking?" 

"No I didn't...I just, uh...well I guess I don't really understand what is going on?" 

"That's because you don't believe in magic." Tim said shrugging his shoulders in front of her. Then turning around and flashing her a smile, "But if you did I would try to explain it to you." 

"How could I not believe in magic, you just summoned that...that thing!" 

"Succubus Kim, a succubus." 

"Whatever," She said waving her hands around, "you brought something into this world that shouldn't exist." 

"See Kim, that's why I can't explain it to you." 

"Why?" 

"Because you only believe because you've seen. You still don't want to grasp what's really going on here because you don't want your little world to be torn apart with things that you don't understand." 

Kim reached out and grabbed Tim by the shoulder and spun him around. The smile on his face now irked her, and she was going to get her answers. "Look, the only reason I'm here is because you asked me to be. And I still have no idea why. So tell me what the fuck is going on!" 

"Alright, alright, I'll tell you." Tim said still smiling. "I'm what you would call a summoner. I can't do magic in the traditional sense, but I can summon beings to do it for me." 

"Like a succubus?" 

"Among other things." 

"So you summon them and then what?" 

"Well you create a binding contract with them to do the job you intended. If the terms are acceptable then they will agree for the most part, but usually they will try to get the better end of the deal by finding a loop hole or some way out of their end of the bargain while you are obligated to fulfill yours." 

"And so that deal you made with Myrla..." 

"Was to essentially curse Beth, yes." 

"And what did Myrla get out of the deal?" 

"Succubus feed on the raw emotions of others. The stronger the emotions, the more power they can gain from them. The reason they're often associated with sex is because well there are some very strong emotions at play during sex," Tim said winking, "as I'm sure you're well aware." 

Kim felt herself blush slightly, and tried to hide it by continuing, "So she gets to feed completely on Bethany's emotions during sex until she finds someone she truly loves?" 

"Yes, but that isn't all of the deal." Tim said holding up his hand. "This is a magic seal draining almost all of my magic power to sustain her in this world. I won't be able to summon anything else until the succubus completes her task." 

"So what else can you summon?" Kim said after a couple minutes of thought. 

"Oh a variety of things, but most of them are very dangerous especially if you don't know their names. Knowing their names binds them and takes away a majority of their power, otherwise they can simply turn on you and devour your soul." 

"So that's why you stopped me from giving Myrla my name." 

"Exactly," Tim said. Then he looked at the sky and sighed turning again towards the dormitory. "Regardless, the succubus will do her job, and Bethany will learn her lesson. That's why I brought you here so that you could see that something was being done to remedy what Bethany has done to you." He turned to her about twenty paces away now, "So please don't take matters into your own hands. Let me handle this." 

***



Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 04



Kim ran until she made it back to her room. Luckily Stephanie had finished her shower and left a hurried note on the white board that she was out partying and if Kim wanted to join she could. Kim just stormed into her room, and collapsed onto her bed, tears welling up. "I can't believe HIM!" She screamed into her pillow. "And that bitch...THAT WHORE!"

Tim took it way too easy on her, there's no way she's ever going to learn. I wish I could teach her a real lesson. And then all at once, an idea popped into her head. So simple she couldn't believe she had forgotten it. Sitting up in bed, trying to dry the tears from her eyes she looked towards the empty space in her room and said, "Myrla I summon you."

Instantly there was a flash of light, which caused Kim to cover her eyes for a brief second before she blinked in shock. "It worked...wait who are you?"

"You summoned me, you tell me." Said the black girl from earlier.

"But I summoned Myrla, who are you?"

"Mortals are so dense," the black girl said then she smiled, "perhaps I should shift into something like this to help you understand." All of a sudden the black girl started floating off the ground, as wings sprouted from the tops of her shoulders. The black skin turned to a dull red color as the clothes she was wearing vanished into her flesh leaving her completely nude. "Better?" Myrla asked.

"Um...ya I guess."

"Alright so what did you want Kim?"

Suddenly Kim felt obliged to answer, and not only that truthfully, directly, as though it was an order not a question. Wait a minute, did she just say my name?!

"How did...you learn, ugh, my name?" Kim struggled out of her mouth.

"Well that's easy dear, it's plastered all around the room." Myrla shrugged. "You're not really a good summoner are you?"

"I'm not a summoner, just a girl." Kim said, finding it hard to resist answering.

"Honey, you're a summoner. I don't show up just for anyone who calls my name." Myrla said then sighed, "Alright I suppose I can stop pressuring you, seeing as we'll get nowhere since you already know my name. Still though I can't believe you made the rookie mistake of summoning me in a familiar place. Didn't you learn anything from that first summoner?"

"Who T-" Kim began clapping her hand suddenly over her mouth.

"Damn," the succubus said winking, "Almost had you and I didn't even have to use this." She said gesturing to her generously proportioned body. "But enough of the foreplay, what do you want I'm almost going to miss my first meal."

Kim suddenly remembered what it was she had summoned the succubus for in the first place. "I want to make a deal with you."

"The other summoner and I already have one."

"But mine will be in addition to that."

"He hardly left me with enough energy to do this job, and now you want to stack onto it." Myrla laughed, "I hardly see a reason to agree."

"I want to make her suffer." Kim said. And something in her eyes must have caught Myrla's attention because she cocked her head and smiled wide.

"Well, that's quite a strong emotion you have there, Kim. I'm intrigued yet again. What did you have in mind?"

"I...I uh," What did I have in mind? She thought. How can I make that hot bitch pay for what she did...that's it! "I want you to take her beauty and give it to me."

"Ooooo, that is quite devious. She loses her charms and you gain them." Myrla said tapping her cheek. "Although there's one problem."

"And that is?"

"Well normally this wouldn't be an issue at all, just a snap of my fingers and instantly she'd be flat as a board and needing a new wardrobe to fit her new waistline, but alas I only have limited power thanks to...what was his name again?"

"Nice try." Kim said looking at Myrla, "So what you're saying is you don't have enough power to do it."

"Not with what I currently have...although," Myrla said winking, "you could lend me some of yours."

"Is that all you'd need?"

"Well that and switching traits in this universe tends to get really hairy when you give one party everything and not replace it."

"I'm not giving her anything." Kim said arms crossed over her chest.

"Well not you specifically, but seeing as I can only do this while she's sleeping with someone, perhaps she takes something from them to replace what she's losing to you." Myrla said shrugging.

"Fine whatever."

"And it'll have to be a defining feature to replace what she defines herself with in order for it to be an even trade."

"FINE! She can have their most defining feature."

"Alright, oh and one last thing, it'll have to be gradual, and I don't have the power to smooth over reality so everyone will notice something is up after a while."

"Just do it." Kim said getting annoyed with all the quid-pro-quos to her demand. If she didn't know my name I could have just ordered her, now I have to bargain. Stupid Tim not telling me the rules.

"Alright sweetie," Myrla said floating closer and holding out her hand, "Just touch tip to tip and we'll make the contract."

Kim stood up and reached out her fingers to touch Myrla's. Purple light swirled around her body, nearly startling her, but she held firm and her hand touched the outstretched finger of Myrla. The purple light swirled around the two hands, then Kim felt something hot burn into her hand, and the purple light faded. She pulled back her hand and saw a similar tattoo to the one Tim had on his hands. 

"Well toodles, I should make it over there just in time to enjoy a very hearty meal. Hope you enjoy what's coming to you, Kim." Myrla said winking and blowing Kim a kiss. Then she vanished.

***

Myrla couldn't believe her luck. That silly mortal had just made the best deal she'd made in centuries. It was so open ended and allowed Myrla so much freedom in interpretation, AND she knew the girl's name! It was too good to be true. She would uphold her end of the bargain of course, but afterwards, she licked her lips, she would have a sexy piece of flesh to bring back with her. Especially once that girl had all of Bethany's looks, damn that girl was a looker, and knew it too. She almost had me jealous. Almost, haha, she thought laughing to herself. 

And the best part was she had flat out lied to Kim. There was no power required from Kim to make this happen, it was well within her power limits that the other summoner had given her. But now that she had that extra boost, well, maybe she could just break free if she stored up enough.

Although, things could get very interesting down here, I might just stick around, she thought descending invisibly into the dark bedroom that now housed Jared and Bethany once more. Foreplay was almost over, and they were both stumbling through the actions in their alcohol induced romp.

She watched as Jared reached for a condom next to his bed, while Bethany expertly pulled his boxers down. Oh Myrla would enjoy this, and she would give Kim what she desired from Bethany. But as for Bethany, well what was a man's most defining feature if not his big throbbing cock.

***



Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 05



Bethany was drunk. She knew she was drunk, and yet that was so far packed away in her mind that she hardly registered it screaming out when she threw Jared backwards onto the bed. She had conveniently placed that part of her thought process behind when she had allowed those guys in there to do body shots off of her half-naked body, which quickly escalated to her now greedily sucking on his tongue as it darted in and out of her mouth. Pleasure had replaced reason for the moment, and pleasure, well, who could argue with that?

She vaguely remembered that girl, what was her name again? Oh ya, Kim, she thought as Jared slowly pushed her shoulders back forcing her body down to the lower half of his. She was his girlfriend, just like Tim was mine. Well guess there's no going back now. And that was the extent of her thoughts on the matter, because by now she was undoing the buttons on Jared's jeans and unzipping his fly. Expertly she slid his jeans down around his ankles, and sitting up she saw that he was reaching for a condom. 

Oh no you don't, not yet anyways, Bethany thought as she crawled up his body, resting her butt right at the base of his crotch so she could feel his raging erection through the boxers against her backside. She slid back a little, hearing a slight groan as his dick rubbed against her moist lips. Sliding her hips slowly over his dick, she could feel the heat through the boxers and she leaned forward her head resting above Jared's so that he had a clear view of her pendulous breasts. Without any encouragement required the man had enough thought process to put down the condom in his hand and reach up to fondle her breasts. Fingers tracing their way over her nipples sent waves of electricity through Bethany, and then he leaned up his tongue continuing the job on one tit while his hands continued their work. 

Her hips began gyrating faster, the wetness of her pussy soaking through the thin panties she still had on. Suddenly with a surge of strength Jared pushed hard on her breasts and shoulders flipping them, but Bethany wasn't exactly ready for him to have his way. Lying on her back she watched as he slid her panties down her legs, and she helped him by raising her legs one at a time as he pulled them through the loops. Once her legs were free, with Jared sitting back on his heels, she slid down on the bed, her legs wrapping themselves over his shoulders, bringing her slit right up to his face.

Bethany arched her back as surges of pleasure coursed through her nearly causing her to lose her grip on his shoulders with her legs as his tongue probed between her lips. Feeling her body begin to relax from his manipulations, his arms reached out cupping her supple ass and bringing her closer to his mouth. His tongue soon found a small nub within the folds and with a quick lick, followed by a shortness of breath from his companion, he continued his exploration of her clit.

God he's so...ugh...good at this, Bethany thought as she felt her body losing more and more strength. If he keeps this up...I'm gonna...oh GOD...cum. But we can't have that now can we...not yet. She let her legs drop from the sides of his shoulders as her pussy descended from his face. Using all her strength she sat up and grabbed his shoulders, twisting him around until he was back in his original position on his back. She slid back down his body, feeling the sweat mixing with the fluids from between her legs. She grabbed his boxers as she continued down his body, bringing them with her and letting his cock spring forth from its confines.

Damn, I don't remember it from last night, but that's quite the sight. Bethany thought. She heard him reach for the bed stand again, but that wasn't what she had in mind. No, now it's my turn to show you my talented tongue, and with that she reached up and cupped his balls in one hand while she licked from the base of his shaft to the tip. The shudder she felt as she went up his cock was amazing, and she followed it up by wrapping her tongue around the head of his shaft and descending on it. Slowly she went up and down, her tongue working the tip as her hands massaged the base of his dick. She could feel his body twitch, and with a quick pop came up off his dick with a smile on her face.

"Why'd you stop?" Jared said exasperated.

"Oh, you'll see," Bethany said leaning forward a little bit, grabbing her breasts in her hands. She brought them up to the base of Jared dick, and enveloped his throbbing cock in tit-flesh, rubbing it between her breasts. She saw him tilt his head back in pleasure, and she lowered her head to meet his dick licking the tip with a wicked smile. 

"If you keep this up..." Jared began, but was cut off as another wave of pleasure racked him.

"Oh, no no no, there will be no cumming before me," Bethany said removing herself from his dick. The hot flesh stood erect in front of her as she crawled up his body grabbing the condom from the bedside table, and tearing it open. Looking into Jared's pleasure filled face, she said with a wink, "Let me show you something else I know you'll enjoy."

Taking the condom she put it into her mouth, and sliding back down his body, she plunged her head onto Jared's cock, effectively deepthroating it in its entirety, coating it in the condom. His hot flesh beneath hers was calling, and the twitching rod in her mouth was exactly what she needed. Sucking lightly on the tip as she pulled out, she fingered herself quickly her eyes nearly rolling back in her head before she impaled herself onto his dick.

She began to gyrate her hips, slowly moving up and down on Jared's cock and she could see what this was doing to him. However, she was surprised to find that despite doing exactly what she needed in order to cum, it almost felt as though she was numb inside. What the hell is going on? She thought as she began to move faster and faster on Jared's dick. She could feel his rod inside of her, but it was...numb. Thinking she just wasn't doing enough she reached down and began to finger her clit, trying to get that little extra stimulation. 

Nothing happened. Well nothing except, she felt Jared tense up beneath her and suddenly go limp. GODDAMMIT! She thought, as Jared began to breath heavy. She tried to continue pumping, wondering if she could get herself to cum as he came down. His dick was already getting flaccid, and pissed as she was she knew in his alcohol coma that there was no way he was awake right now, let alone getting back up.

"That was so weird though," She whispered to herself as she dismounted his limp cock, condom still in place filled with his cum. "It's like I couldn't feel a thing, and I didn't even get to...cum?" She said feeling her moist pussy. Juices were still flowing from it and she felt the extreme slickness of her slit. I must have cum, there's no way it would be this wet otherwise. She thought. But then why didn't I feel anything...

All of a sudden, as if in confirmation of her unfelt climax, her body felt as though it had hit a wall of exhaustion. The alcohol, dehydration, and physical exertion finally getting the better of her as she put aside the matters for some other time. Rolling into the other side of the bed where she had spent the night just before, she passed out nearly instantly, her naked body on display for anyone who would happen into the room.

***

"Damn that mortal has some moves," Myrla whispered quietly from her vantage point on the ceiling. "That boy had just about all he could handle, and then some. I wonder if she's just as good sober though? Eh, no matter, I got what I came for," she said patting her stomach as though she had just finished a feast. Myrla had been siphoning off little bits throughout the romp, but had put it into full force when the girl had mounted the man.

Myrla looked down at her hand and saw the orange tattoo had turned black, signifying that she had completed her end of the bargain. "That summoner was right, this is worth my time. Of course," She added nonchalantly, "there is the second part of my duty now. Let's see what kind of fun we can have with little Kim." Myrla descended from the ceiling, landing lightly on the floor next to the sleeping male mortal. "Hmmm, now Kim said I'm supposed to transfer this one's 'beauty' to her, but beauty is such an abstract concept." Suddenly she had a thought and nearly clapped her hands together with glee, stopping herself at the last minute. Why what do they always say, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," right? Well, let's make this more interesting and see if this fulfills her request.

Myrla took her hand and held it out over Jared's sleeping face, and muttered a few words under her breath. There was a soft glow emanating from her hand for a few moments and then it was gone. However, the glow was replaced by a smile, "So you're a tit-man? Well that just about settles it, let's see if this works."

Myrla rose into the air maneuvering herself above the two sleeping mortals and held out a hand above each. A soft glow enveloped both of them and Myrla watched with a certain amount of glee as the man's penis seemed to shrink a little inside the condom. At the same time, the woman lying on her back suddenly had a slight parting in her pussy as her clit swelled inside. Myrla was happy to see that change worked as she had hoped, but was sad to see the woman's generous breasts lose a little of their size. It's not something that will alarm her, but she'll still find that bra over there a little loose in the morning. Myrla thought to herself. But that little love button, oh I think she'll like that immensely. 

Myrla then looked at her other hand, and saw the purple tattoo had turned black, meaning that her interpretation of the rules with that girl Kim were acceptable. I love open contracts, Myrla thought with a huge smile. Maybe I'll go take a trip over to Kim's place, see if she notices the new "improvements," these two certainly aren't going to be up to anything more tonight. Shame that. And without a second thought the succubus moved forward passing through the wall and into the night.

***



Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 06



Kim awoke lazily, wiping the sleep from her eyes and grasping for her cell phone on the bedside table. Grabbing it she saw that she had no missed calls, or messages from Jared, and set it back down, the rage and sadness from the night before welling up inside her. Well I hope you had a good night, asshole.

Absently she grabbed her bra draped over the bed post and a pair of panties from the dresser beside her door and walked towards the bathroom attached to the common room. "It's quiet," Kim said as she opened the door and stepped inside. I wonder where Steph is? She's usually around. Not paying it much attention she closed the door behind her, threw off her shirt and bra, dropping her panties to the floor and turned the knob on the shower. 

The icy water started to heat up as Kim finally climbed in the shower. She took her time washing herself, savoring the wakening properties of a warm shower. The steam filled the small bathroom, and eventually she turned the knob, stopping the water cascading down her frame. She leaned against the back wall of the shower, steadying her thoughts and what she was going to do today. I should get some of the stuff I put off yesterday done, can't spend all my time worrying about that asshole. If he wants to go around - "EEEK!"

A pair of hands suddenly wrapped around her body and cupped her breasts, causing her to nearly fall over on the slick ground. Luckily the arms attached to the hands cupping her breasts were well toned, and despite being slick with sweat held her up. "You've been holding out on me girl. These are quite something."

"Cut it out Steph," Kim said as she gathered her footing.

"Oh, but these really are nice, and don't tell me you don't like it." Steph said as she used her fingers to flick at Kim's nipples. She could feel Kim shiver in her arms, but the girl turned around and pushed playfully back at Steph. Kim grabbed her towel from the wall hanger and wrapped it around her body. Shame, Steph thought, she does have a nice rack though, funny she doesn't show it off more. Kim grabbed her clothes from the counter and made her way into the common room. "Aww where you going Kim? Don't you wanna join me?"

"After what you just did, no thanks I'll pass Steph."

"One of these days girl, I'll show you how much fun I can be."

"Oh I don't doubt that," Kim said closing the door behind her leaving the glistening Steph alone in the steamy bathroom. Not that she isn't cute, but I'm just not that kind of girl. Kim carried her dirty clothes into her bedroom and after doing some quick toweling off she wrapped her hair up and slipped both arms into her bra. She brought the cups together over her breasts and went to clasp it together in the front. 

Surprisingly, it wouldn't clasp. At least, not as easily as it always had. She pulled hard at the straps in front and finally managed to get them to catch relaxing her shoulders and letting her arms drop. She stared at the comparative mountain of cleavage in her vision perplexed at what was going on. Her breasts bulged a little against the sides and the tops of her areola were visible above the cup line, which was not how this bra normally fit. 

She didn't have time to contemplate it, as suddenly the buzzer to the common room rang and she hurriedly threw on some shorts and ran to the door. As she got to the door she thought she should have put on more than just a bra and shorts, especially the way her boobs looked in this thing, but when she looked through the peep hole and saw her visitor she opened the door quickly and dragged her inside.

"What the hell are you doing her Myrla?"

"Myrla, nothing," the succubus said sporting her ebony look from the day before, "but Miranda is moving into your empty room."

"Like hell you are."

"Look," Myrla said holding up a piece of paper with the university's letterhead and official water-mark, "I've been officially added as your second suite mate."

Kim took the paper from Myrla's hands and read down the page. Sure enough that's what the paper said, but somehow she had a hard time believing it. "Just how many people at the housing office did you have to seduce to get this?"

"Oh Kimmy, how little faith you have in my abilities." She said taking the paper back and folding it up she stuck it in her back pocket. "Simple forgeries like this are a breeze. You should see some of the documents we have over on the other side, now those are tough to cheat."

"Ya alright, so you're moving in, does that mean you're going to hex me and force me to do things against my will. Possibly parade boys through here and set them on me to get your fill of emotions?"

"What a delightful idea!" Myrla said clapping her hands together, "Although it hadn't really occurred to me since we both know each other's true name, it wouldn't work nearly as well." Then as if a light bulb went off in her head she smiled at Kim, "Speaking of working, you like your new 'assets'?"

"What are you..."

"You didn't even notice? And I thought I transferred enough. I'll have to go bigger next time-"

"You mean that's why this thing won't fit right?"

"Honey, your cups practically floweth over, I'm surprised you managed to clasp it let alone get those puppies to stay. Why if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were about to meet someone like Jared and pounce on him." Then she giggled, "Luckily I know better."

"What's that mean?"

"Oh nothing, at least-"

"Hey Kim who's the hot chick?"

Both heads swung towards the bathroom where Stephanie was adjusting a towel wrapped about her body. "Her name's My-"

"Miranda, and I'll be your new suite mate." Myrla finished giving Kim an icy look. "And you are?"

"I'm Steph, nice to meet you." She said walking across the room and shaking hands.

Kim could tell her lesbian friend was undressing the taller girl with her eyes, admiring the curves and sensuality that Myrla practically exuded. Not wanting any sort of scene to develop she was about to suggest Myrla go when Myrla actually broke the awkward silence.

"Well it seems like I caught you girls during your morning routine, and I'd hate to interrupt it any further. I left all my stuff out in the car, but I have to go to work anyways so we can chat and catch up later tonight. See ya!" And with that she winked at Steph and blew Kim a kiss before closing the common room door behind her.

As her footsteps faded down the hallway Kim turned to face Stephanie who looked like she was daydreaming, which was then confirmed by her next profound statement, "DAAAAMMNN!"

"No." Kim said turning Steph around and marching her to Steph's room.

"Aww c'mon why can't I have her?"

"Because she's not your type."

"How would you know? And what was with that kiss she blew you? I'm starting to get jealous here, I had you first."

"You didn't have me first," Kim said exasperated as she stopped pushing her friend and the two of them walked side by side. "Besides she's an...uh, old friend from home that just transferred here."

"Uh huh, and you two were best buds, a regular old ebony and ivory?" Then a playful look came over Stephanie's face, "Or maybe you and her were something a little bit more...intimate."

"Oh cut it out." Kim said throwing a playful punch, "quit teasing me."

"Teasing you? Girl if those beautiful boobs of yours don't stop teasing me by jumping around like they are I'm going to have to jump you and set them puppies free."

Kim suddenly became self-conscious of the slight breeze blowing past her breasts, at least more than she was used too. "I'll keep the girls down, don't know what I did to this bra though, fit just fine a couple days ago."

"Probably washed it wrong, happens to all of us," Stephanie said walking to her door. "Although I can't stop thinking about your friend Miranda, can't wait to see her tonight."

Oh I can, Kim thought as she turned around and walked back to her room. Closing the door behind her she starred down her chest again amazed at what Myrla had told her. She undid the clasp and let her breasts bounce free, practically bursting from their confinement. Reaching up with her hands she molded the flesh of her tits between her hands, just as Stephanie had done minutes earlier. I can't believe it, it really worked! These are amazing, maybe they're almost a C now.

As her hands continued their playful squeezing, almost against her will, she couldn't help but feel flushed as her fingers played against her nipples. She gasped as she turned around to look in the full length mirror hanging behind her door. Standing in front of the door she undid the towel letting her hair fall about her shoulders. Strands fell in front of her tickling the soft flesh between her breasts. Taking her hands she ran them from her breasts down to her hips, striking a pose in front of the mirror. 

I could certainly get used to this, but why get used to this when I'm bound to get more. She grinned and imagined herself standing in front of the mirror, hands caressing breasts that would put Bethany's to shame, and hips that flared out to a nice juicy ass. I'll be twice the bombshell Bethany ever was, and won't that be justice served. And I thought Tim had this under control, she chuckled to herself, what does he know about grudges. Steph was right, women know how to get revenge. And she knew she was bound to get more out of this, after all once a slut always a slut.

Kim turned to her closet and began rifling through clothes, looking for something to accentuate her newfound curves. As she rushed past various blouses and shirts, she couldn't help thinking that as good as it felt to wake up with her new assets, she wondered what it would be like to actually feel herself changing. She shivered a little at the prospect and although she didn't plan on staying up every night to wait for Bethany to get some, she hoped that one of these nights she might get the pleasure.

***



Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 07-09



Part VII

Bethany awoke to familiar surroundings, although that still didn't help to ease the throbbing behind her skull. She turned her head and saw Jared still lying exactly as she had left him the night before, snoring loudly. Not taking any care to mask her movements, not that she could have anyways with all the stuff tossed about the room, Bethany found some semblance of clothing. Most of it happened to belong to Jared. "But that's the price you pay when you go to bed with a sexy chick," Bethany thought to herself. Tossing one of Jared's baggy T-shirts and some athletic shorts on Bethany found her own scattered clothing and walked out of the room.

The common room was a similar scene to Jared's bedroom. Assorted guys and girls in various positions, some still entwined, others collapsing where they stood, or rather where they used to be standing. Still others had at least managed to find a couch or a chair that was probably unoccupied when they fell asleep but now had a person or two draped over their sleeping bodies. Taking care not to drop any of her clothing on the various bodies sprawled across the floor Bethany bent over to pick up her heels. Standing again caused her sight to sway as the blood rushed to her head compounding the already massive pulsing behind her skull. Steadying herself against the door she used her few unused fingers to pry the door open and slip into the hallway.

***

Jared was mildly aware of Bethany's departure only a few minutes earlier, but decided he better not say anything. Mostly this was due to the fact that he didn't know what to say, but also because making any sound at all was causing a fierce amplifying echo inside his skull that wasn't exactly pleasant. Just then the sun hit that perfect angle that he hated so much and streamed in through the side of his of his window shade to blast his closed eyes.

"Alright, for real this time I'm moving my damn bed," Jared thought for the umpteenth time as he turned over rubbing his eyes to ease the pain. It was then that he realized as he moved his legs that he was still wearing the condom from the night before. "Damnit I didn't even clean up last night. Fuck this is gross," his mind reeled. Summoning all his will power Jared swung his feet out over the bed and reached down to pull off the cum-stuck condom. He pulled gently on the tip and pushed at the base feeling the dried cum slowly pull away from his skin. Finally, Jared held the condom in his hand for a brief second before tossing it in the trash can beside his bed.

Walking over to the bathroom he grabbed a pair of athletic shorts from the chair next to his desk and slipped into them. Walking across the room he grabbed a pair of boxers, and another clean pair of shorts from his dresser and made his way to the bathroom. He was careful to avoid the people scattered across the floor, and even more so was amazed at how many people he had invited last night. "As a matter of fact," he thought glancing at the guy slumped against the wall outside the bathroom, "I definitely don't know this kid. Gotta stop letting Brad invite random guys over to drink our booze."

He closed the door to the bathroom behind him, and took a quick survey to make sure no one was passed out on the tile floor. Satisfied no one was curled over the toilet he reached over and turned on the shower. Stepping out of his shorts, he placed his clean clothes on a nearby countertop, and stepped into the warming shower. Sighing he let the water wash over his shoulders and turning around to face the drain began to relieve himself of last night's liquid courage.

"Nothing like a good morning piss to start your day off right," Jared thought, then corrected himself. "Well except waking up to find Bethany still there and begging for more." He knew he should be angry with himself, he had intended to talk to Kim that night about everything, and although he had no doubt that she would forgive him, he highly doubted that she would want to get back together with him. "Well no use in wondering now, not much to say when you're licking salt off a girl's nipple and your ex walks in." Shaking his head he chuckled a little, and looking down his chest he said, "It's your fault you know. Getting me into all this trouble."

He squeezed his dick and felt the final ends of his stream flow out , and he reached down to shake loose the last drops. Only something wasn't quite the same. He looked down again and felt his dick in his hands. It felt smaller, which was ridiculous he knew, but definitely it didn't look as a big as before. "Eh, don't worry about it, it's probably just the water." He said to himself, shaking it off, "Either that or I'm still wicked drunk." 

Although he still explored this new development, he eventually convinced himself he was imagining things as he finished up his shower. "No normal person's dick shrinks," he thought drying himself off and slipping into his boxers. And he would have been right if this was any normal circumstance.

***

"Damn, maybe I shouldn't have rolled these so much at the waist, they're rubbing like crazy." Bethany muttered as she finally made it to her door. The shorts she had on were rolled at the waist a half-dozen times to make an effective pair of short-shorts. Unfortunately for some strange reason it was rubbing rather annoyingly at her pussy and creeping up her butt to give her an awful wedgie. Regardless, she reached into her small purse and opened the door with the key stepping inside.

She dropped her clothes and purse in a pile right outside the door and making straight for the bathroom she only paused to grab a cup from her desk beside the door. The cold tile felt amazing beneath her feet as she opened the medicine cabinet above her sink and pulled out a bottle of Advil. Popping a couple pills into her mouth she filled the cup using the sink faucet and downed the hopeful saviors to the rest of the day. Reaching over to the shower she turned the knob and pulled her shirt off over her head. She wriggled out of Jared's shorts and stepped into the shower thankful for the soothing water.

She reached down with a hand to massage the inside of her legs where they had been rubbing hoping that it was more from the shorts than from things that she didn't quite remember doing last night. "I'm pretty sure I only fucked Jared last night, so why does it feel like I took a half dozen guys last night," she thought to herself. Then she remembered the strange thing that had happened when she was fucking Jared. Taking a hand she took her finger and gently let it walk over her pussy lips, feeling the familiar light electricity course through her legs. Taking things a little further she took her other hand and began massaging her nipples. As her hands flicked and toyed with her hardened nipples she thought, "they felt a little smaller than normal, in fact my boobs feel lighter for some reason-OH GOD!"

Her previous thought was shattered as her pussy exploring finger brushed up against her clit sending heat coursing in waves through her body. Well that answers that question, she thought as she felt her body temperature rising, guess it was just Jared being...inadequate last night, OOOOHHH. Her finger continued to probe its way around her clit, but despite her sensations, Bethany was a little confused. She knew her body pretty intimately, and well to be blunt, her clit was never this big. She was pretty sure she could actually, "MMMPPHHHH, OOOOOHHH GOOOODDD," she said aloud as her train of thought was temporarily broken. "Yep I can definitely massage it with two fingers." Her mind running away quickly towards her pleasure senses, she began to have an internal debate with herself. It was quickly apparent though her logical thought was losing. 

"What's going on?"

"Never mind that who cares."

"Why is your clit bigger?"

"Who cares! Just, GOOODDD THAT FEELS GOOD!"

"But what if something's wrong?"

"I DON'T CARE! MMMPPHH, OH-"

"YES, YES, YES, I'M CUMMING!!" Her voice finally erupting from her throat.

***

She got out of the shower feeling like she had just had the best fuck of her life. She reached for the towel hanging up on the wall and used the towel rack as a support to hold her trembling legs. She dropped her head looking at the pussy nestled between her legs and how it puffed out slightly to incorporate her enlarged clit. "Not just bigger," she reminded herself, "soooo much more sensitive." She pulled herself up and toweled off as much as she wanted to before walking out into her room. Grabbing a pair of panties from the dresser beside her bed she shimmied into them, thankful that they didn't rub the way Jared's shorts had earlier. She reached into another drawer and drew out a pair of pajama pants and a loose fitting T-shirt. Today was definitely going to be a day to veg-out since she didn't have to work and recovering from last night. "Who am I kidding," she mused, "recovering from this morning is the only thing on my mind."

At least that was before there was a knock on her door.

Bethany groaned a little and crossed the room opening the door.

"Wow what's it with me and catching girls in their underwear today?"

"I'm in my pj's."

"Close enough."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Miranda and I just moved onto this floor. I'm a transfer student."

Bethany eyed the tall curvy black girl standing in front of her, "Aaaaand what do you want from me?"

"Aren't you the floor advisor? I thought maybe you could show me around and help introduce me to some of the girls."

Bethany shook her head thinking, "I definitely do not have time for this." She responded though, "Alright first off, I'm not the floor advisor-"

"But you have a single room? I thought all floor advisors had singles."

"They do," Bethany said pointing across the hall, "And she's right there. Or at least she would be if she wasn't at work."

"Ok, then how do you have a single?"

"I used to date the old floor advisor before he graduated last year. He gave me the room right before I broke up with him."

"Oh," The black girl eyed Bethany, "Aren't you only a sophomore?"

"And I dated a senior yes." Bethany said eager to get this girl to shut up and go away, "And back to your original question, it's only like what noon?"

"It's 2 PM actually."

"Like I said," Bethany said rubbing her head. Her headache was coming back, and this girl was not helping, "It's way too early for these girls to be up. Try coming back around five or so."

"Night owls huh," Miranda said, then put her finger up to her cheek, as if in thought. Then her eyes brightened up, a brilliant shade of emerald green if Bethany had ever seen one, "Why don't I give you my number and you can call me if you girls end up going out?"

Suddenly Bethany was holding a piece of paper with Miranda's number on it and saying, "Sure thing, no problem." She shook her head a little confused as to what had just happened. "When did she give this to me, and why did I say yes?" Her mind was suddenly fuzzy, but she attributed it to the headache she was likely going to have to nurse thanks to this girl's constant questioning.

"Aww thanks babe, you're the best." Miranda said winking and blowing the girl a little kiss. "Well I'll catch you later, don't forget to text me what's going on!"

Bethany watched the black girl sashay down the hallway, hips swaying deliciously with each step. Bethany shook her head and closed the door to the hallway, "What the hell am I doing checking her out. She's a girl, even if she is pretty good looking she's got nothing on me. Besides, she hasn't got a cock between her legs to please me" She originally had no intention of going out tonight, but maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to find some guys who were better than Jared. 

And she knew just where to go, and they'd love that Miranda girl and her sweet looking ass.

***

Part VIII

Tim leaned back in his computer chair and pushed his hands up through his hair in exasperation. His computer displayed the various lines of code he had spent the last four hours writing, and despite his considerable programming skill this project was getting the better of him. "For the moment at least," Tim thought, "but really the problem is I'm just preoccupied." He turned his left hand over and stared at the black tattoo inscribed onto it and sighed, "Maybe I shouldn't have done this. Maybe I should have just let her go and do her own thing. God knows I released a demon onto this plane."

He shook his head furiously trying to convince himself, as he had been for the past two days that what he had done was right. He could justify the hurt and the pain, but was that a reason to lash out like this? "I'm not even sure why I did this. I've always kept my cool around her and everyone else, why did I decide to cave in now. And that brought him to the second half of his mistake, Why did I decide to bring Kim into all this?"

He had been asking himself this question more often than the others. He had always known that there must be other summoners, or at least magic users in the world, but he had always assumed that they would know what they were. When Kim had practically freaked out at him, he thought it was amusing, joking around like that. But when she kept up the so-called facade far longer than was funny he realized that she was being serious. "How can you not know? She must have seen things, heard things. Things that nobody else would believe. Her parents must have known, at least one of them had to be magically inclined." Tim ran through the internal dialogue over and over again. He had assumed that he would be showing off his power by summoning a demon, and not just any demon, a well-known succubus and concubine in the underworld. He summoned her and bound her to his will, enough to impress even his teacher he was sure, but she had been mortified. 

"And then I left her to deal with what she saw all on her own, expecting her shock to silence her." He sighed again, "What kind of person am I becoming. I would never have left someone alone like that regardless of the situation."

"Well time to fix that." He said as he reached for his cell phone.

***

"Kim your purse is ringing!"

"Hold on, just a sec," Kim said hastily hooking the push-up bra she was trying on and sliding her arms through the straps. She just about had the straps over her shoulders when Steph walked in and handed her the ringing phone with a sly look on her face. Kim looked at her friend curious, but then noticed the name on the caller ID.

"Oh hey Tim...Ya I'm out shopping right now...Mmmhmmm...yea, you kinda did ditch me...well I suppose that would be a good way to make it up to me...uh huh, yea sure...alright, ya I'll text you when I get back from shopping with Steph...what? Of course she's here, who else is going to be honest with me?...Haha ya ok you have a point...alright sounds good see ya later."

"OOO, got yourself a date?"

"Oh don't be silly it's just dinner." Kim said handing the phone back to her friend. "He kinda ditched me the other day and wanted to apologize."

"Aww isn't that a sweet line." Stephanie said mockingly, "Honey it's a date face it."

"No we're just friends, and besides I wouldn't tell you if it was a date anyways."

"Why? I thought we were bffls."

"If I told you it was a date you'd make me put on more of these bras until I found the perfect one to show off my boobs."

"Oh Kimmy, we don't have to look much further." Stephanie said licking her lips teasing her friend.

"Oh stop, this isn't that ridiculous. I mean I can still - HOLY CLEAVAGE!" Kim said involuntarily as she looked down at how the bra fit. It was hugging her new breasts as they practically thrust out from her body. She'd never been flat, but never did her breasts look this good. "Damn, this must be what Bethany thinks every morning. Only hers are still bigger and nicer than mine. With any luck that's going to change soon and I can't wait," she thought.

"Alright, I'll get this one, the girls seem to like it."

"Of course they do! Now time to go dress-shopping!"

Kim groaned as she pushed her friend out of the stall to change back into her street clothes. "Still though," she thought as she slipped into her shirt and sweatshirt, "Steph has a point, why shouldn't I treat this like a date? He's not seeing anyone, and from what he said over the phone he wants to talk about magic."

Stepping out of the booth she gathered her things and the bra from Steph and made her way to the front counter. She pulled up the sleeves of her sweatshirt since it was actually one of Jared's and went digging through her purse to find her wallet. Finding it, she handed the bra to the cashier, who after ringing it up said, "Nice tattoo, who's your artist?"

"Huh?"

"That tattoo on the back of your hand, it's really well done." The cashier said pointing to Kim's outstretched hand holding her debit card.

"You went and got a tat without me?" Steph said noticing for the first time the design on Kim's hand.

"No. No I didn't. I mean, it's, uh, it's henna. I did it this morning before you came back from the gym."

"You never told me you were into henna," Steph said with a skeptical look. But that look was quickly replaced by awe, "But damn girl that's good. You should do me one day."

Kim signing the receipt and taking the small bag holding her bra from the cashier turned to Steph as they began walking out of the store, "You meant more than just henna with that comment."

"Of course I did." Stephanie said pecking Kim on the cheek causing her to blush, "but right now I gotta get you dolled up for Tim."

***

"Hey Jack I'm heading out I'll be back in a bit."

"Alright see ya later man...actually you finish that code?" Jack, one of Tim's suite mates said over the sounds of Call of Duty on his Xbox.

"Nah I'll get to it later tonight."

"Aight, let me know if you figure it out I'm totally lost."

"Maybe if you actually looked at it instead of playing CoD all the time," Tim thought as he shut the door behind him. He still had a couple hours before meeting Kim tonight and decided that he should have a chat with Myrla, just to make sure she understood what was expected of her. Succubi were notorious for finding loop holes in contracts, resulting in many male summoners losing their souls to the power hungry demons. He'd even heard of a couple willingly transform into incubi, but that was probably myth more than anything.

Making his way out to the abandoned warehouse wasn't difficult, and there were few people out at this hour. Most were either getting ready for a night of festivities and drinking, dolling themselves up, or pre-gaming, or there were others who would be diligently doing the work assigned to them over the short break. Either way no one to watch his progress was much better than having to come up with some sort of explanation later. Taking a quick stroll around the warehouse to make sure there wasn't anyone to interrupt him he summoned Myrla.

The flash of light was accompanied by a burst of wind and followed by a swearing, curvaceous black girl. Tim smiled, "I see you've improved your image."

"Fuck you, I'm a hundred times better looking in my real form." Then she stuck out her tongue at the summoner, "It's too bad you sealed it," Myrla said, suddenly winking, "or perhaps you like the way I look now. Maybe I could show you a good time."

"Some other time perhaps," Tim said smiling, "How is your work coming along?"

"Only one day and already you're asking if I'm done? Did you even know this girl?" Seeing Tim cock an eyebrow she shrugged, "Girl is a sex fiend, and that coming from me should tell you something." Then almost as an afterthought, "Oh ya, the two of us are going out tonight together. Thought you might want to join us."




Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 07-09



"Thanks but I have other plans, that don't happen to involve a succubus tonight."

"Shame, we are usually the life of the party."

"That's the problem most of the time isn't it. You're the only ones alive at the end of a party."

"Now that's a little harsh." Myrla said pouting, "It's not our fault you mortals are so fragile. Although in order to keep that girl Bethany around I'm sure you've got some skill in the bedroom, care to test it out on a real woman?"

"Please Myrla, you're no more woman than I am a normal human."

"True, true." She said tapping her cheek thoughtfully.

"Which brings me to my next question," Tim said gesturing to Myrla's body, "why the black chick look?"

"Easier to blend in and stalk my mark, or rather your mark. Girls tend to be less suspicious of other girls jumping into their lives. Especially if that other girl isn't as hot."

"So you've 'enrolled' in college now? Going to get yourself a nice human education?"

"I thought it would be the best way," Her eyes brightened again, "Oh, I'm also living in the dorms. Joined up with a couple girls in one of the open suites."

"So long as you stay focused I don't care what facade you put up. Just don't do anything outside of the bargain we struck."

"Yes master," Myrla said sarcastically, performing a mock bow. Then all of a sudden she jumped causing Tim to flinch backwards. Myrla laughed, and reached into her bra to remove a cell phone. Looking at the caller ID she turned to Tim and smiled, "Speaking of your girl this is her now. We done? I should probably take this."

"Of course, enjoy your night. Hopefully not too much that I have to come and do something you'll regret."

"Oh don't worry about me," She said making a halo above her head with smoke from her finger, "I'm a little angel."

"Not in this world or the next," Tim said walking away and dismissing her. He looked back only to see Myrla disappear into thin air and suddenly felt himself much more at ease. For some reason she looked to be exerting much more force on this reality than he had given her the ability to do. He suddenly felt less sure of his abilities than he had originally, and resolved to look into the binding spells he had used upon summoning her. In the meantime though, he was going to have a nice dinner and a good long chat with Kim about what was going on.

***

"Hey girlfriend...uh huh, yep...sure no sweat...meet at your place around 9...of course I wanna pre-game with you...alright 7 then...sweet, what's the occasion tonight?...frat party...uh huh, ok, sure I know just what to wear...don't worry I'm sure no one will notice the new girl, especially with what you just said you were wearing...yep...no, no wear it that's fine...I'm sure figure out how to get that to fit right...alright see you in a bit."

Myrla hung up the phone in her hand and looked at the time on the face. "6:30 doesn't exactly give me a whole lot of time to get ready," Myrla thought as she snapped her fingers. Instantly her modest clothing changed into a jade green mini dress that clung to her curves just enough to get them noticed. Some light jewelry appeared on her neck and ears, as well as a pair of white stiletto heels to complete the ensemble. "Putting clothes on has never really been an issue though. But really, neither has taking clothes off," she thought and smiled taking her time to walk over to Bethany's room for what promised to be a very interesting night.

***

Part IX

The woman staring back at her in the mirror was a bombshell, and the best part was Bethany knew it. The tight-fitting black dress was open-backed and showed off all her best assets. "Which," she admitted quietly to herself, "is practically all of me." As she stood in front of the mirror she couldn't help squirming a little as her panties rubbed a little against her clit. She would have preferred not to wear them, but nothing else she had would fit right with the dress's length, and it was certainly better than nothing. "Speaking of the dress," Bethany thought as she cupped her breasts through the front of the dress, "I was sure I bought this tight on purpose to show these off. Maybe I was just drunk the last time I wore this and thought they looked bigger than they were. Although Tim couldn't quite take his eyes off of them."

Thinking about Tim sent a pang of guilt through her, and she couldn't figure out why. It wasn't like she owed him anything, he broke up with her. "And it certainly isn't my fault if he couldn't share. This girl's got needs," she thought as she glanced at the bottle of 1800 Tequila and then at the cell phone next to it. She was still slightly confused as to why she called this girl Miranda, it wasn't normally her style to travel to parties with friends, let alone with some new girl. But she had called her just the same, and now was waiting on her to come over.

The knock at the door startled her, and walking over she threw it open. The girl standing in front of her was gorgeous. The jade blouse was loose enough to look casual, but revealed enough to let the imagination run its course at what the rest of the chocolate black cleavage hinted at. The white capri's held tight to the curves and contrary to the blouse left little to the imagination. Her black hair was hanging loosely about her shoulders, and she lunged forward to hug Bethany. "You're so gorgeous, Bethany! I told you that dress would look good on you."

"You're so sweet Miranda." Bethany said trying to pry herself loose from Miranda's grip. "But you don't look to bad yourself."

"You're just saying that," Miranda said letting go of the red-head and taking a peak over her shoulder. "I didn't know we were supposed to bring our own drinks. I'll go get something from my room—"

"No really it's fine Miranda." Bethany said walking over to the end table and grabbing her phone and the bottle, "You and I can share tonight. There should be plenty for both of us. Just let me grab my shoes and we can head over." 

***

"You look fine. Now get over there before I take you out to dinner myself."

"Alright, alright," Kim said as she fussed with the shirt Stephanie had picked out during their earlier shopping trip. She couldn't get over how low the neck dropped, and how prominent her breasts looked in their new bra. Looking over at Stephanie and seeing another disapproving look, Kim ran her hands through her straightened hair suppressing the urge to mess it up in her anxious state. She found herself repeating internally, "It's just dinner, and it's Tim. I mean it's not like we're looking to hook up or anything; despite what some people may think." She glanced at Steph who was standing in the doorway to Kim's room.

"Alright I'm ready for this."

"About time. I mean there's fashionably late and then there's just plain late. Sorry to tell you sweetie but you're pushing late."

"How long have I been in here?" Kim asked whirling on the clock.

"About an hour."

"An hour!" Kim said rushing to her closet and pulling out a pair of flats to match the white shirt and jeans she was sporting. "I thought I told you to let me know when it was 6."

"I did like 45 minutes ago."

Kim rushed past Stephanie as she grabbed her purse and cell phone from the couch in the common area. "Alright, alright sure you did. I'll be back later."

"Here's hoping you're not." Stephanie said with a wink.

"Oh can it Steph." Kim said sticking out her tongue as she slammed the door behind her and rushed towards the parking lot.

***

"Wow Bethany, who's your friend?"

"Oh, I'm Miranda I just transferred here and Bethany was nice enough to take me out tonight to show me the night life here."

"Well the parties only go downhill from here." Said the man behind the counter mixing various alcohols into a giant water cooler.

"I always start with the best Rick, you know that." Bethany said with a wink.

"Oh I know you do," Rick said with a smile, then to Miranda he said, "Hope to see you around a little later once things really get rocking."

"Sure thing Rick, I'll keep an eye out." Miranda said returning the smile.

As soon as the two girls were out of earshot Bethany turned to Miranda and whispered, "That's the starting kicker on the football team, trust me don't waste your time."

"Really, he seemed nice." Miranda said confused.

"Nice yes, equipped not really."

"Oh, gotcha." Miranda said eyes widening as she got the meaning. "Geez, I'm glad you're with me tonight, otherwise I'd be totally lost."

"No big deal," Bethany said, taking another sip from her drink. "But another piece of advice for you: stay away from the jungle juice, and keep an eye on that drink. There's a couple of guys here that I wouldn't put it past to try and roofie you."

"Really?" Miranda whispered, and for the umpteenth time tonight Bethany saw the real shock in this girl's eyes. "Maybe bringing her to this sort of party was a bad idea. She's way too hot compared to most of these girls to be this innocent," Bethany thought. "But this is my world, and like hell am I going to take it easy on her. She wanted to come to a party, well she's here, deal."

"Hey Bethany, what are those guys playing over there?"

Bethany's head swiveled to see a group of guys setting up the tell tale pyramids of cups for Beirut. "You've never heard of Beirut?"

"Nope what do you do?"

"What kind of school did you go to?" Bethany asked and seeing the confused look on Miranda's face she shook her head. "Never mind, it's a drinking game where you toss ping pong balls into cups. Why don't you go watch it and figure it out it's not that hard, and it's pretty fun too."

"Oh, cool. I like drinking games I'm usually pretty good at them." Miranda said smiling.

"Alright, well it looks like Brad is taking down names for a tourney. I'll be your partner if you want, I'm really good so don't worry."

"Ok cool, I'll go sign us up."

"Alright I'll catch up with you when it's our turn to play."

"Kay!"

Bethany watched as Miranda practically bounced away, her hips swaying from side to side and her ass jiggling delightfully. Bethany shook her head and walked towards a couple of her friends she saw standing in one corner with a couple of guys around them. She made her way over to her and saw that one of the guys had seen her coming and smiled, "Bethany long time no see."

"It's only been like a week Eli." She said laughing.

"A week too long." He said hugging her as she approached and kissing her on the cheek. "Heard you and that stiff Tim broke up, coming here to find his replacement?"

"Oh and would you take that spot Eli?"

"Who else?" He said taking long chug of the beer in his hand and smiling mischievously.

"Are you already drunk Eli?"

"It's 7 of course I'm drunk. I started around 3, what time did you start?"

"Not early enough for this conversation," Bethany thought. "I'll catch up with you later Eli," Bethany said turning towards her friends who got the hint to ignore Eli's drunken presence.

"Hey Beth, who's the new girl?"

"Oh, that's Miranda. She's a transfer student, wanted to see what a party was like figured I'd bring her along."

"Thought you weren't coming out tonight," said another girl, "You told me earlier you were staying in to recover from last night."

"Ya I know Isabelle, but I changed my mind."

"New girl is pretty hot, Beth, jealous?"

"Anna you know me better than that." She said addressing her friend, "Besides the girl is completely clueless. She asked me what Beirut was."

"Really? I mean...wow."

"Ya, so if you girls don't mind keeping an eye out for her, just don't want her getting into too much trouble."

"Ya guess we can handle that," Isabelle said. Then taking a quick look around she gestured for the other two girls to come closer, "I am trying to get some tonight too you know."

"Alright, I get it. Just don't let her get in over her head." Bethany said taking a look back at Miranda who was flirting with some guy she didn't know. Apparently she convinced him to let her take a shot and tossing the ping pong ball she sunk the final cup. "Hasn't heard of Beirut my ass. Well let's see if I can keep the two of us out of too much trouble," she thought looking back to her friends. Seeing the predatory look on Anna's face when she looked at Miranda was curious. But Bethany brushed it aside as she noticed Isabelle's eyes following a hunk of a man across the room. "Well, maybe having a little fun tonight wouldn't be that bad an idea..."

***

"So I have to ask," Kim began as the waitress finally left with their food orders, "to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I'm hardly worth the time of day for most guys. Why are you so suddenly interested?"

Tim smiled and ran his finger around the rim of his glass of water. "I wouldn't say it's sudden interest."

Kim saw the intricacies of the tattoo on his hand beneath the sleeve of his button up shirt. She up until this point had held her hands out of sight, and when she needed to, made sure that she used the hand without the tattoo. She wasn't sure how Tim would react, but she sure as hell wasn't going to bring it up if she didn't have to.

"What I mean to say Kim," Tim continued, still looking at the glass, "is that you and I have a connection. Something that not a lot of people can say they have."

"Oh? And what would that be? I mean we hardly know each other. Sure you and my ex were friends and we met a couple times but-"

Tim laughed, and Kim immediately closed her mouth, knowing she was blushing furiously. "Why do I always ramble on like that?" She thought.

"It has little to do with that," Tim said and then almost as an afterthought, "although I certainly wouldn't mind getting to know you better. It's mainly about what I showed you earlier."

"Ya, about that-"

"I wanted to apologize." Tim blurted out stopping her, "I shouldn't have done that; even if you are a summoner."

Kim's eyes went wide. As they should," she thought, "since he's not supposed to know that I know that already." She replied to Tim's questoin with an innocent, "What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm not the only one here who can summon demon's and what-not into this world. With the proper training you could too." 

Kim looked at Tim blankly, not quite sure how she should respond. But her silence sent Tim a message anyways, "Alright, this was a bad idea. I'm sorry, let's just forget the whole thing and finish dinner like friends and af-"

"No!" Kim blurted out, startling Tim. Recovering she continued, "I mean, are you offering to teach me?"

"Well...I guess I could. I mean usually people like us are taught from the very beginning about what we are. That's kinda why I'm apologizing, because you clearly haven't. I just assumed you had when I brought you out there to that warehouse. And that was wrong of me and I'm sorry."

"Look Tim, it's ok. I mean, what you did was...well, out of this world. And how you calmly handled that succubus and put her in her place. And then all the bindings and rules, you had her backed up against a wall. It was so cool."

Kim finally looked up from her tray, and saw that it was Tim who was now blushing slightly, which in turn made her blush again. "God I'm like some fan girl," she thought her mind racing.

"Well, that took a lot of practice, and luckily I had some family history with Myrla so it was easier." He said smiling, "They aren't all that easy, trust me. I've seen some that go bad, and those are not pretty."

"Alright, well since we're on the subject," Kim said, "Why didn't you let her know our names?"

"A name is a huge piece of power in bargaining with demons," Tim began. "A name has power to control, be it human, demon, plant, animal, knowing something's true name is a huge responsibility."

"So, if I'm a summoner, how come I can't control you even though I know your name?"

"Because Tim isn't my real name," Tim said looking across the table curiously. Then a little worry crept into his voice, "You do have a real name right?"

"Um..."

Tim groaned and his mouth worked but no sound came out. He looked about ready to speak when the waitress arrived with the food. Tim thanked the waitress and then stared at his food as if still searching for an answer.

Kim wasn't in the mood to wait, especially the way this was going. "So you're real name isn't Tim?"

"No, that's the name I was given by my grandfather who taught me. Pretty much since I was 6 that's been my name," He sighed, "I'm sorry I assumed you had one, this could be a problem."

"How it's not like I'm ever going to meet Myrla again." Kim said suddenly angry at the turn of the mood. "I'll be damned if I let that demonic bitch ruin my night," she thought and then smirked.

"What's so funny?" Tim asked.

"Nothing."

Tim smiled, "You know 'nothing' in girl talk usually means 'I'm going to be a super bitch and be pissed off at the universe.'"

Kim couldn't help but laugh.

"I have an older sister you know," Tim said, "helps to have someone to teach you how to be nice to the ladies."

"You have an older sister? Why did I not know that?"

"Well she's nothing special..." Tim continued onwards and Kim was glad for it. "Well, here goes nothing Steph," Kim thought, "let's see what we can do to get this little date back on its feet."

***

"These mortals have invented the strangest games since I was last here," Myrla thought as she sipped at the cup in her hands. "Although it hardly comes close to the stuff we have on the other side, they've done pretty well for themselves." Myrla couldn't help but look around the room at the various men and their poor attempts at seduction. Clearly the ratio of men to women was heavily slid in the favor of the women, but that didn't seem to stop the guys around her from crowding in to see if they could cop a feel.

"It seems I picked a good form to take, although most of the guys here are much more interested in Bethany." Myrla looked over to the girl who was now surrounded by almost half a dozen guys all of them looking to gain her attention in some way or another. Bethany was throwing her attention to all of them equally so that none of them would become disinterested or look for other pursuits elsewhere. And from what Myrla could tell these were what one would consider the alpha males of the group.

"She certainly is good at what she does, and doesn't even have any demon blood to her name." Just then a smile crept onto Myrla's lips. "Oh that's good demon blood." She thought, before turning to her own crowd of young men, "Excuse me boys, I need to get myself a refill."

With that she excused herself from the table and made her way to the bar table. A second water cooler full of jungle juice had been brought out and was practically full to the brim. Since it was barely 9 they were probably expecting a full night's worth of drinking ahead still. Myrla walked over to the water cooler and making sure no one was watching dropped one hand behind her back. Her spiked tail snaked from her behind, quickly disappearing back into her human disguise. Lifting her hand she saw a small cut on her fingertip, a single drop of blood resting on it.

She lifted the finger over the water cooler's open top and tapped gently to let the single drop fall into the mixture of alcohols and fruit juices. Satisfied with her work, she blew gently on her finger to close the wound. "Now I just have to make sure I don't drink any of this stuff. Succubus blood is quite the aphrodisiac even for my kind. I can only imagine what kind of fun these mortals will have now-"

"Hey Miranda," Bethany yelled breaking Myrla out of her thoughts, "It's our turn to play Beirut. You ready to show these guys how it's done?"

"Oh ya this'll be fun!" She yelled back watching as a couple guys came over to fill a half dozen cups with the new and improved jungle juice. "Oh honey, the fun is just about to get started," Myrla smiled wickedly.




Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 07-09



***

"And that's when Grandpa came running onto the porch with his hair on fire yelling for me to put it out, so I tossed him in the pool." Tim said as they walked back from the parking lot towards the dorms. He listened to Kim's laugh was glad that this night hadn't turned out quite as bad as he had thought. After a rocky start the two had just begun talking, and despite both of them having known Jared for a while they had never really gotten the chance to know each other. 

For her part, Kim had talked about everything from classes to ex's to stories from her hometown, while Tim recalled stories of his grandfather and certain magical mishaps. "All in all not a bad way to spend an evening," Tim thought as he looked at his companion as she began talking about one of her "friends-gone-wild" stories. "She is pretty, I don't know why I never noticed it before. Maybe because I was always comparing to Bethany-"

"So what'cha wanna do now?" Kim asked as they neared the steps to the dorm buildings, jarring Tim from his thoughts.

"Um, well I hadn't really thought about it." Tim said looking towards the door then back at Kim. Judging from the look on her face, Tim was quick to realize that wasn't the right answer. "You wanna come back to my room, I have some pretty neat things I could show you."

"Like magical stuff?" Kim asked.

"Of course," Tim said smiling, "What'd you think I was going to show you? My homework?"

"I was hoping not, but ya sure let's go back to your room. I'd like to see what I'm getting myself into hanging out with you." Kim said as she reached forward and grabbed Tim's arm, locking hers inside it and clinging close. "I could use a drink too when we get there, it's been a long week."

Tim smiled and led the way, "I think I can manage that."

***

Bethany had to admit that this party was getting pretty interesting. Not only had she gathered the attention of most of the better looking guys at the party, but she'd discovered that Miranda wasn't in need of any special sheltering. It was almost as though with a drink in her hand she was a completely different person. Bethany was slightly impressed at the crowd of guys, and girls who seemed to be hanging on her every word, especially after she was nearly perfect in their last game of Beirut. 

"Hey Beth you ready for our next game?" Miranda called out as Bethany saw her crossing the room. Bethany turned back to the guy, Karl she was pretty sure was his name, but found herself being swung back around by a hand on her shoulder. Lips locked and wolf whistles cheered as Bethany found her mouth being probed by Miranda's tongue. Bethany closed her eyes as Miranda's hands wrapped around her waist and her back. Returning the kiss Bethany took her hand and grabbed a handful of Miranda's ample ass and felt her breasts press up against her friend's. Bethany gasped a little as she felt Miranda's hand sneak down under her dress and rub her now damp pussy-

"Earth to Bethany, let's go honey."

"Huh, what?" Bethany shook herself out of her daydreaming. "What the hell was that? God that felt so real," she thought as she looked down at the SOLO cup in her hand. "Did someone spike the jungle juice with something?" She had run out of tequila a little while ago, half a handle between her and Miranda and the girl seemed to show no signs of slowing down. 

"Hey Beth hurry up these guys aren't going to take it easy on us and they're already talking forfeits."

"Well that's because they're afraid to lose to us girls," Bethany said with a smile, crossing the room. Setting her cup down besides Miranda's she grabbed a ping pong ball and handed it to her partner. "Alright, I'll shoot first eye to eye."

Miranda winked, and took her place slightly in front of Bethany but not so much that she would stop the girl from shooting. "Alright, you ready over there...One, two, THREE!"

On three Bethany watched her opponent's eyes widen as she watched his ball sail long and hers land perfectly in a cup. She laughed as she saw Miranda tying her shirt about her waist, black bra showing her delicious cleavage. Looking up at her opponents after retrieving the errant throw Bethany said, "Aww were you distracted by my friend here?"

The guy's blonde haired partner laughed and said, "Man you just got served, but I'm certainly not complaining about the view."

"Just be thankful Bethany's dress doesn't come on and off easy otherwise you'd both rendered useless." Miranda said with a smile. Both men's eyes took a moment to appraise Bethany and let their imaginations get the better of them. The bounce of a ping pong ball and the plop sound it made hitting the water brought them back to reality as they groaned and hurried to pull the two cups before Bethany sunk her shot.

"Oh we're so evil," Bethany said as her ball sunk in another cup.

"No, no, no we're just using our assets." Miranda said with a smile and a wink.

***

"Wow, I never knew there was so much to learn about magic." Kim said as she nursed her third long island of the night. Tim had proved to have a veritable stash of alcohol that his roommates had left behind, and apparently he had gone to some bartending school while he was home last summer. "And damn are these good," Kim thought. She had tried to get up after the last one to go to the bathroom and nearly toppled over. "But that didn't stop me from getting another," she thought and smiled outwardly.

Tim had finished with the hard liquor after a couple rum and cokes, and was now nursing his second beer. She had to admit that he wasn't at all what she had expected. "I suppose I always assumed that he had to be a complete asshole in order to date Bethany, but he's actually a nice guy. Even if once you get him talking he doesn't shut up."

Tim was going on about some projects he was working on, trying to combine magic with video games. He was saying something about information gathering and trying to make the perfect game based on the individual person playing it, but Kim wasn't exactly interested. He was sitting in his high-backed computer chair while Kim was laying down on his bed swirling her drink and pretending to pay attention.

Every now and then he would turn back to the computer and click on a couple things, but when he would turn back she'd see his eyes flicker briefly to where she knew her boobs were on display. She hadn't always had much to work with, but she certainly knew how to make the most of them. She chuckled to herself, "I swore to Steph that I wasn't interested and yet here I am playing the game all the same. Well, I guess it can't be helped, girl's got needs, and well Tim's certainly the best guy I've found so far. Certainly head and shoulders above Jared."

Tim turned back around and threw back the beer in his hand draining the last of it before tossing the can in the trash bin beside him. When he turned back his eyes took a little longer on their visual-undressing of Kim, and she smiled, "See something you like Tim?"

Watching him blush was cute, but he turned back around to the computer and muttered something under his breath. "Well, only live once right?" Kim thought as she slid her legs over the side of the bed. Standing up and using the wall to help her keep her balance initially she slid across the floor to the back of Tim's chair.

Grasping the back of the chair she swung it around and saw Tim's eyes grow wide. She knelt over, using the arms of the chair to steady herself as she kissed him. It was brief, but it was enough to get the response she wanted. Smiling she removed her lips from his, and put a finger to them as her other hand slid down his thigh. Lowering herself to her knees she rested her breasts on Tim's lap as she undid the belt at his waist.

"Kim what are you dooooing ahhh." He managed to get out before Kim hand stroked his swelling cock.

"Well, when I asked if you saw something you like and didn't answer, I figured that meant I should show you what I liked." She said as she pulled Tim's boxers down and his cock sprung forth. She planted a kiss on the head and heard Tim gasp. "Damn, this is just as big as Jared's. It's a shame you've hidden this Tim. Time to show it some love," Kim's mind decided. Her hands cupped his balls and tongue finishing its tour of Tim's now erect cock, her mouth descended on it as Tim moaned slightly above her.

***

Myrla had to hand it to herself, these mortals only needed a slight push and the party had turned into a practical orgy. Everywhere she looked beyond the Beirut table guys were taking girls, both in various states of undress, into side rooms, while still others were coming out adjusting pants and shirts alike.

"Damn this has been quite the feast," she thought as the mortal across from her tossed a ping pong ball missing the table entirely. "I'm practically tingling with all the sexual energy in this room. It's all I can do to keep myself from losing this charade." Her eyes fell to the final cup on the table across from her and at the two ping pong balls in Bethany's hands. Taking one she remarked at the effect the succubus blood was having on the girl. 

She didn't seem to be phased outwardly, impressive control in Myrla's opinion, but inwards she could see Bethany was practically a maelstrom of pent up sex. Myrla watched as the drunk girl's shot soared over the table and into the crotch of the man opposite her. 

"Where you aiming Beth?"

"Haha, good one Joe. I'd aim for it if I could find that puny dick of yours."

Joe's face grew beat red as laughter erupted. "Well, time to end this game I want to be in a safe place before the real fun starts." Myrla raised her hand back and with a little flair watched as the ball sailed easily through the air into the last cup. Instantly cheers roared, and she felt herself being spun around and lips met hers.

As Bethany wrapped her arms about Myrla, her tongue found its way past Myrla's teeth and brought with it a little of the drink the girl had just tried to swallow. Myrla, oblivious at first just thought to give these people a good show and returned the kiss with earnest. That was until she felt a familiar heat flow into her veins. Then all at once, everything came back into focus, and the brief moment of panic was replaced with a bliss she knew somewhere in her mind was wrong.

"I have to leave NOW," she thought as she felt Bethany's hand reach up her thigh and she saw the various guys and girls around her becoming aroused at the spectacle. Suddenly, another wave of pleasure coursed through her as the succubus blood hit her system and that brief thought of clarity was lost.

Pushing Bethany back with a smile, she pointed to the nearest two guys, "You two, want a more personal show?"

The two men were dumbfounded, and before they could even reply Myrla had them both by the arms and was dragging them into one of the corner rooms. She turned her head to see the various stages of tenting in many of the guys pants and saw that this was not lost on the various girls left behind. "Well, time for a good old demonic orgy. Fuck that summoner if he can't take handle a good time," she thought. And with that she pushed the two guys into the bedroom, and turning back to the crowded room watched as some people who could already see where this was going had started to leave. With a wicked grin, she raised her palms to the ceiling and watched as a wave of rose petals swarmed out into the room landing on the chests of everyone still around. 

Within seconds guys grabbed the nearest girl, and the undressing began. She stood in the doorway to survey her work, but felt the hands of her two male companions grasp hard at her arms and drag her into the bedroom. Without even waiting for permission, her bra was torn from the front of her spilling her chocolate breasts and her pants and panties were slid down to her ankles exposing her already wet pussy.

"Well aren't we eager." Myrla said looking at the two men in front of her their eyes glazed over in desire. With a snap of her fingers the two men were naked, their cocks proudly erect in the air. "Well, certainly impressive for these mortals, but I'm gonna need a little something extra." With a wave of her hand she watched as their modestly sized cocks doubled in size, each one approaching a foot in length and 4 inches across.

"Mmmm, now that's what I'm talking about," Myrla said as she lunged forward wrapping her hands around one of their newly enlarged cocks. "Now boys I hope you're ready for the fucking of your lives." And with that her lips descended on one of the cocks while she gestured for the other to do something useful.

***

Bethany couldn't quite remember the last time she was so horny, and quite frankly didn't care as long as she had a cock inside her NOW! After Miranda had left the number of people had thinned out slightly, but that didn't stop her finding herself surrounded by a number of guys all of them ready to go at her beck and call.

As it was right now, she was busy sucking on one guy's cock while another had his face buried in her pussy. She could feel the guy beneath her bucking as she felt the weight of the girl bouncing up and down on his dick behind her. Within seconds she felt the familiar clenching of her pussy and was about to cry out in pleasure when the feeling suddenly subsided. 

She stopped the blowjob she was giving to see that the girl behind her was in a state of bliss drinking in all the cum flowing from her pussy-licking friend's cock. He seemed to be unconscious beneath her and frustrated that she hadn't cum turned to her blowjob companion, and to his surprise mounted his dick. His confusion luckily didn't set in for long as his hands and tongue became busy with her breasts. Moaning in ecstasy as she furiously bounced up and down on his dick she felt the pressure of her orgasm building with his. Within moments she felt her pussy clench over his dick as his body tensed up underneath her. Removing herself quickly, and not a second too soon she felt hot cum land on her back and begin to flow down her spine. 

Immediately she got up from the boy, and giving him a withering look yelled in his direction, "Who gave you permission to cum before I did?!" Not even waiting for a response she turned to the rest of the room and located a couple men who weren't actively engaged in the sex fest that was going on. "You two, wanna fuck the girl of your dreams?"

Without question the two guys got up and crossed the room as Bethany took a couple steps towards them. As the two reached her, one of them pushed the other one aside and grabbed Bethany lifting her into the air. She wrapped her hands around his neck and felt his hands on her hips as he lowered her onto his waiting cock. Bethany's eyes nearly rolled up inside her head as his full length made it into her and it was all she could do to keep from collapsing against him as he thrust himself into her over and over. 

However, no matter how many times the boy thrust she wouldn't cum. It was driving her insane. "It feels sooo good up until I need to cum and then I lose all feeling. It's like I'm not allowed to have an orgasm." On the other hand she knew she must be because if she wasn't her pussy would be screaming out in pain with the lack of lube. But she felt the man's arms loosen in their grip and his thrusting slow as he was getting ready to blow his load. Not having anywhere to go Bethany braced herself, only to find that none of his cum was flowing into her. After about half a minute of cumming she was finally lowered to her feet as she saw the man take off his condom. "Had he always had that on?" Bethany thought. She couldn't be sure, but she was thankful for it all the same. 

The other man now grabbed her as soon as she was set down and pushed her onto all fours. Within moments he was thrusting into her as she was suddenly face to lips with another girl's pussy. Looking up she saw a smile on the girl's face as Bethany looked back down at the pussy and complied. The boy's thrusting became more and more vigorous and she could feel the slap of his pelvis against her ass. Every thrust he made brought her tongue further and further into the other girl's pussy. Unfortunately this guy didn't have nearly the stamina of his friend and within moments she felt him pull out and spew cum all over her back. 

Moaning in anger at not having felt anything once again, Bethany found herself reaching into her own pussy to massage her engorged clit. The sensation immediately returned and she was nearly floored by it, at least until she felt a hand grasp her own and pull it out. 

"Naughty, naughty Bethany, let's show these guys how you really please a woman."

Bethany looked up at Isabelle and Anna and smiling rolled onto her side brushing the plush carpet behind them. "Alright girls, let's see what you got."

***

"I'm impressed, you two lasted much longer than I thought you were going to." Myrla said raising herself up off of one of the men's magically enhanced appendages. Seeing the unconscious men in the room she thought to herself, "Well that was fun and all, but taking them one at a time is such a drag. I know what I'll do with the next pair." She smiled as she crossed the room, and then turned back thoughtfully, "Can't leave them with those though can I," and the two men's dicks shrank back to their previous sizes.

Stepping out into the room, she watched as Bethany was now entwined with two other girls in quite the display of flexibility. Myrla smiled as she saw two other men watching the show eagerly stroking their dicks to the rhythm of the girls. "Hey boys, you wanna try the real thing?"

The two boys stopped what they were doing, looked at each other, and then took one quick glance at Myrla's naked body and followed her into the next room. Although it had been her intention never to use this much magical energy for her own personal use, she had to admit that she was still doing her job. A small part of her sub-conscious was still dialed in to Bethany's near earth-shattering orgasms, which were getting harder and harder to keep focusing on. "I'm not sure I can keep this up," the succubus thought, although she immediately pushed that thought aside. The aphrodisiac that was her blood was in full swing now, and well she rather liked to ignore that rational part of her brain.

Pointing to the two men now standing before her she smiled that wicked smile of hers. Suddenly both men doubled over in pain as she changed them to suit her needs. When both men stood back up they were stunned and if they had any sane part to their minds left they would have probably fainted. Each man was now sporting a cock that would have looked more at home on a horse, easily two feet in length and half a foot in girth. But that wasn't what made Myrla smile. No, it was the fact that directly above where their cocks' stood to attention was another so that each man now had two identical cocks on their bodies.

Both men stared in awe as their massive dicks nearly came up to their mouths, amazed at what was going on. Myrla quickly jarred them out of their revelry as she pointed next to herself. The two men watched what would have been considered unbelievable had not their dicks quadrupled in size only moments before. There standing before them were two identical Miranda's. 

Myrla smiled, "Double the pleasure, double the fun," she thought as both her and her doppelganger practically pounced on the massive cocks in front of them. Using her body she guided the two massive heads into their respective places. The real Myrla watched as her counterpart proceeded to stretch to incorporate the massive dicks in both her pussy and ass. All in all she looked like a deformed blowup doll with very realistic properties that the man she was riding certainly seemed to enjoy.

Myrla's eyes nearly rolled back in her head as Bethany and her own double both had simultaneous orgasms, but she held herself together. Guiding her own man's dick into her pussy was an easy endeavor, but rather than stretching her body to fit, she felt herself growing larger. Slowly the man watched as Myrla's head grew further and further away, or rather he would have if he wasn't so focused on the swelling tits now encompassing his enormous dick. Myrla moaned as one of his massive cock heads finally made its way into her pussy and she grinned as she felt herself continue to grow to take his entire length. She felt the man beneath her begin to buck his hips trying desperately to fit into her, but Myrla wasn't quite ready for that yet. Whispering something she pointed down at the man who suddenly gasped for breath. "Well, we can't give you these nice big dicks without a pair of balls to match them now can we?"




Unorthodox Punishment Pt. 07-09



She had about half of his cock within her as her body topped ten feet tall. She was slowing down though, and smiled at the boy who's other dick was sitting nicely between her now beanbag sized tits. "Ready for the tit-fuck of your life?" She asked, and without waiting for a response grabbed her breasts and massaged the young man's dick. Her pussy had just about taken the entire length of his massive cock when she felt his body pitch up off the floor to meet her. "Whoops, guess I made those a little too big," she thought as she glanced down at the man's now pumpkin sized testicles. "No matter, he'll need them when I'm done wi-i-i-i-th himmmmm. Oh God all these orgasms are going to be the death of me."

Licking the head of the massive cock in between her breasts she felt the salty taste of pre-cum and continued to work her massive twelve foot tall body over the smaller man's frame. She could feel his body bucking beneath her, and in between her tits as he tried desperately to please this massive woman. And she for her part obliged.

At least until the orange mark on her hand began to pulse with power. Myrla felt her body begin to shake, multiple orgasms coming from Bethany, her double, and from her own body were proving too much to handle. The combined sexual energy of the house was starting to overload her built in limits that summoner had placed on her.

"It's too fast, it's too much! Oh, mmmmhhhhmmm don't stop-OH YESSSS!" She screamed as some small part of her mind was trying to siphon off as much power as she could. The mark on her other hand began to glow purple and all at once Myrla screamed out as a wave of energy concussed the building knocking everyone including herself unconscious.

***

Kim lay in bed and looked up at the plain ceiling of Tim's room. The drunkenness was wearing off slowly, but still that hadn't stopped either of them from the furious love making that had concluded only moments before. In truth she had been surprised, she must have made Tim cum at least four times during the course of the night, and he had willingly returned the favor. She would have been impressed with his stamina for sure, if it hadn't been overshadowed by his skill.

"Never have I had so many orgasms in one night," Kim thought as she clutched the blankets closer to her naked body. She couldn't help but wonder what this meant and how it was going to play out in the morning, but for right now she was definitely satisfied.

She rolled over and saw Tim's face and kissed him softly on the head before gently throwing back the covers to head to the bathroom. Not bothering to get dressed since Tim had assured her his roommates were gone for the night she crossed the dark common room and found the bathroom. 

Carefully closing the door behind her, she was about to turn on the lights when the mark on the back of her hand began to glow fierce in the darkness. The purple light bathed the room, and seconds later it was gone. Kim stood stock still for a moment, and then nearly cried out when she felt a tingle travel up her spine.

Flicking the light switch on she spun about as a wave of vertigo nearly toppled her. She watched in disbelief in the full length mirror as her body grew taller. Her legs stretched out and filled in as she continued upwards. Finally stopping she had to hold onto the counter top for balance, not yet used to her new height. Looking at the mirror she guessed that she was probably just as tall as Tim now, but certainly taller than Bethany for sure. Smiling she didn't have long to admire herself before a wave of heat coursed through her body. 

Watching herself she saw that her hair was slowly lengthening, now down to the middle of her back. Her normally dark hair now tinged with streaks of red, but she couldn't focus on that long as a twinge of pain swept through her stomach. She doubled over only to see that her abs were flattening and tucking in while her hips flared outwards. Another wave of heat and she felt her body begin to shit backwards as more weight and jiggle filled in her now bubbly ass. 

Another wave, and this time pleasure coursed through her body as her hands grasped tightly to her now expanding nipples. She watched as the girl in the mirror held what started as a handful, but quickly became much more as her nipples hardened with being touched. Where before her small C's had looked almost normal on this taller body, her could now barely contain all of the tit-flesh that she now possessed. Her fingers brushed against her 3/4" nipples and she felt sparks fly down her spine. She couldn't help but put one hand into her now moistened pussy and try to relieve some of the-

"OH GAWD," She said much louder than she had intended. Suddenly she hoped that Tim was a heavy sleeper, but she walked closer to the mirror and using both hands pulled apart her lips slightly. There was her clit, clear as day, and MUCH bigger than she remembered it. It practically stuck out from her pussy now that she was aroused, but it feels oooohhh sooo gooood. And bathroom trip forgotten, Kim tried very hard not to make too much noise to wake the sleeping man in the other room.

***

Myrla awoke first, luckily. dismounting herself from the man's shrunken cock she made sure that all the changes she had made in this room and the one next door had been reversed. Although she had no recollection of doing it, she imagined that the release of all that energy had created some sort of miasma that had back fed all the magic out of the room. "Speaking of, I hope that I was able to...yes," she thought looking down at her hands. Both marks were black again, showing that she had fulfilled both parts of the bargains. Although she didn't specifically remember fulfilling that girl Kim's she was sure she had if the mark wasn't burning through her skin right now.

So Myrla passed through the wall and out into the common room to survey the damage. "Damage, who am I kidding? That was damn good work last night. Even the Head Mistress herself would have been hard pressed to do better." She spied a tangle of girls on the floor not too far away and suddenly was giddy with anticipation. "Oooo, I cannot wait to see what happened to Bethany. Normally I'd already know but the suspense is killing me."

Floating over to the group of girls Myrla surveyed the bodies until she found Bethany's and nearly fell from her perch.

"Well, that is something else." Myrla said looking down at the girl. Bethany was, if anything, better looking than before. Her body had always looked well toned, but now it showed slight amounts of muscle to its frame, "Which are probably going to be necessary for carrying around those things," Myrla thought.

Where Bethany's breasts before had been large, now they were simply huge. Her breasts were now roughly the size of bowling balls, jutting out perfectly from her lithe body and looked completely out of proportion with the rest of her. Settling down carefully next to the girl, Myrla saw that if anything this was going to be more pronounced since she looked to be slightly shorter than she was last night.

But that wasn't what really held Myrla's attention. "No, it's definitely going to be tough to hide that," she thought as she stared down at the six inch long flaccid cock and golf ball sized testicles hanging loosely just above her pussy. Myrla could only gape at that, "Most of the guys here don't even have cocks that big."

And it was for that reason that Myrla reached down and grabbed a hold of Bethany's body and light as a feather flew her from the room. "It wouldn't do to have a girl with a massive cock wake up in a frat house, and certainly not when she outstripped most of the men by a good amount," Myrla thought. 

And when she left the house under a glamour she never once looked back at the dozens of bodies that had all been slightly skewed from her magic the previous night. The shrunken cocks, the diminished breasts, the shorter men, the taller women, and all sorts of other traits that were all slightly different. Although no one was sure to notice a couple centimeters missing from their bust, or a pound gained in their stomach, everyone was involved in something that was not quite part of this world.

And things were just getting started.

***