It's time for another "original" idea. As some of you may know, occasionally I will use a blended series of stories from various sources to create something original. Or, at least original enough. So, what do I have in store this time? Well, a little setup, if you please. Around the time of this preface's writing, Orcsoft through their publishing partner Fakku have released their newest game Iku Iku Succubus to which the premise is a teacher fucks 3 succubus girls with 3 stereotypes (the airhead heiress, the tanned tomboy, and a haughty hardworking office lady type); that is the absolute bare minimum to not spoil it for the few of you who may be interested. Also, around this time Fakku also published the fourth work by the h-mangaka Mizone Otherworldly Maidens: Monster Girls from Another World where a war happened, and now humans and monster girls (and presumably boys) live in relative harmony and relations between humans and the other monster-adjacent species is commonplacely creating some creative couples like a deer centaur girl and her orc lover. I've also been playing through the h-VN of Childhood Friends with Benefits where two childhood friends now in high school agree to be each other's free use, sex friend until they find more official lovers. Then there's Mizone's other work How to Conqueror Monster Girls but specifically in one, a two-part chapter called "Welcome to the Monster Medical Center" where compatible human males are paired with monster girls to alleviate their base, mating desires. Then there are the innumerable h-doujin found on nhentai where portals are opened between various worlds and elves, for example, go to school and get railed by their crushes. Then there's the doujin series Succubus Stayed Life where a guy dates/screws a succubus girl (pretty wholesome for the most part as h-doujin are concerned). Lastly, there is Meru the Succubus, created by Meru-nyaa; a character that the artist has said that others can use for their art, which I would hope would include written media as well, as they've said that Meru is a fun character and they just want to see what other people do to her. So, taking all of this into consideration, I got a very interesting concept:
A mostly human male character is the childhood friend of a succubus girl named Meru who, during the last days of their sophomore year in high school, collapses of a mysterious illness. Several days later, the male character is approached by representatives of his government who tell him the only way his childhood friend can be saved is for him to sleep with her due to cultural/magical reasons that only exist with succubi. During that time, he discovers as well that he has ancestry of both orcs and succubi/incubi which physically would be a match for her, but because he's her childhood friend as well that she's chosen him. They happen to live in a world where magic and science crossed and war happened between their worlds when they merged, but now they live in relative harmony.
And there's the idea. Another side-note is that this world will be a hybridization akin to San Fransokyo where you have not Japanese characters casually living with Japanese and (and monster girl/boy) characters and no one blinks an eye at it. If you don't like my reasoning, blame the merging of the worlds in this fictional world's backstory. It's my excuse to have a staple hentai trope of the schoolboy/girl couple. So, with that last note, let's get this idea started.
Title: [undecided]
Rating: Explicit M for lewdness.
Pairing: m!OC/f!OC
Summary: When the Cataclysm happened, the merging of a world of fantasy with a world of science, war erupted and deaths were innumerable on both sides. Eventually, a truce was made, and over two hundred years of rebuilding later the world is in the same place as it was before technologically. In this world now couples both pure and mixed live their best lives. Enter Meru and her childhood friend, she a succubus and him a human. But when she suddenly falls ill, it's up to her childhood friend to save her, by taking her virginity.
Disclaimer: I own my copy of MS Word and my desktop. While Fair Use, Meru the Succubus is the creation of the artist Meru-nyaa. See the foreword for the full disclaimer.
WARNING: This chapter will contain lewd imagery between two adult characters, even if stated otherwise. Their actions are as consensual as they are fictional and given the situation in real life if hentai-logic was real they'd be in mutual agreement that it's consensual. If you are uncomfortable with lewd situations, please proceed to the next entry in this repository.
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Two hundred years ago, an event rocked the entire world. The survivors would come to call it 'The Cataclysm.' No one quite knows what happened but it is thought that science and the supernatural mixed for a few minutes too long which tore a rift in time and space that never got healed, causing the worlds of the supernatural and the of technological to collide and merge into one. This supernatural-technological terror caused immediate deaths on both sides. Landmarks of both worlds where found and sometimes those places were where people had been standing. What resulted was a twenty-year war where humans went to war with monsters. This has been dubbed in modern times as the 'Dark Times.' In the end, the daughter of the demon lord and the hero of men came to an accord and worked for the next hundred-eighty years to rebuild what had been destroyed by the actions of overambitious scientists and cultists (most likely).
Today, two hundred years later after what many would have considered the apocalypse, humans and 'monsters' now lived together in relative harmony, even pairing off to create families with one another of different half-species. Sure, there were still 'pure' families, but it had been several generations and some mixed families were indistinguishable from some others. For example, quarter elves may look human but have longer lifespans. Or eighth mermaids who could breathe underwater but had no fins for advanced swimming. Or quarter orcs with all the brawn but none of the physical features. And the list goes on.
Now, the state of the world has reached the previous human world's technological status all thanks to-.
"Whatcha doing?" a girl's voice asked from beside me.
I snapped back into focus and looked to my right. Next to me was a red-skinned, golden-yellow-eyed succubus girl. Her jet-black hair was shoulder-length but held in a ponytail. She wore our school's uniform. It was spring, so she wore a miniskirt to which the hem of it was mid-thigh – the absolute minimum length allowed – and had the school's pattern of red and white checkering on blue backing (the same pattern that was on my slacks). Her shirt was a plain button-up with a collar which was being held in place by a ribbon with the same checkering pattern. The last part of the girls' school uniform would have been a suit coat in the same blue backing color, but since it was spring everyone left theirs at home. She wore white thigh-high leggings which left a little gap between the hem of her dress and her thigh to create Absolute Territory which drove all the boys (including me, though I'd be not likely to admit it) nuts. Her shoes were just like the rest of ours inside, just slip-on loafers in our size. Though her dress was standard with all the girls with the exception of the skirt length. Some preferred it longer than hers.
The boys' state of dress was the same as mine. White, button-up with a tie with that same checkered blue pattern with pants that matched and a blue suit coat during the winter uniform months. But what really set this succubus girl apart was her breasts. You may think that I'm some sort of perv for noticing this, I wouldn't be as everyone else did including the girls. With her skin color, it was hard for her to choose bras in certain colors without it standing out. For example, if she wore white then her skin would stand out. Black and it would show up against her shirt. So, she had to get thicker shirts. But on those days that she did wear the lighter shirts, she would always get in front of me to show me what kind of bra color she was wearing. Now, whether it was intentional or not, I do not know.
Lastly, the thing that was unique about her race, or at least her subspecies of succubus was her horns which were black-striped. And her tail which came out of a slit in her shirt cleverly done so it didn't go beneath or through her skirt. It always snaked around her, ready to be used as an extra appendage (at least allegedly since I had never seen her use it that way). But whenever she was near me, she'd bend over or lean in and exaggerate her chest to push her breasts into my face. I didn't not like it, but I definitely didn't like the embarrassment that came from her doing it in public.
Who was this red-skinned succubus girl? This was Meru and she is my oldest childhood friend.
Her family moved into our neighborhood around the same time that we did, probably a few weeks apart back when the two of us were around four years old. Being the newest family to the neighborhood (her parents were a purebred succubus and incubus couple), our parents bonded quite quickly and had us on playdates together often. In our pre-junior high days, we were inseparable despite having other friends. People joked at the time that we were dating. It all changed when we both went through the monster that is adolescence and the changing of our bodies. We grew apart. Then high school hit and she ever since freshman year had been teasing me.
"I was reading world history, Meru," I reply. "You know, for the test today?"
"Oh shoot, that was today?!" she asked in a panic. "I could have sworn I put that on my calendar," she stuttered as she pulled out her phone and navigated to her calendar app. "Dad's going to kill-," she paused and her face reddened (a feat considering her dark, red skin) in embarrassment. "You tricked me!" she pouted.
"Yes, I did," I say triumphantly.
Her cheeks puffed out as she continued her pout. "I'll get back at you for this! Humph!"
"I'm sure you will," I reply still relishing in my victory. This was normal behavior for us. I've heard several hushed tones say 'oh my God, shut up and fuck already.'
"Alright class, settle down," the homeroom teacher said as she walked into the room. She was dressed in a tracksuit. Everyone did quiet down and we took our seats. "As you may remember, today is a half-day due to the sports festival starting today." That's right, the school sports festival started today. It lasted Thursday through Saturday with different events in between as some did take some time to get set up. On the last day, there would be a bonfire, food exhibition, awards ceremony, and fireworks. Not exclusively in that order. As it was spring, the sports would be track (with all its sports), coed softball, and swimming.
The rest of the classes passed quickly, many of my classmates were looking forward to the shortened day as much as I was. For some of them, it was because of their love of sports, for others, it was the only chance they got to ogle the girls in their class wearing tight shirts (and what that all meant), short shorts, and potentially the school swimsuits. I wouldn't be surprised if the girls were similar in this regard (ogling whoever their boycrush was). But soon enough, we went into our locker rooms and changed from school wear to activewear/sportswear and we were out on the track. Of course, the boys beat out the girls.
The events started off with the principal serving, as always, as the master of ceremonies and started us off with a speech about sportsmanship, playing fair, and using our talents. It was a generic speech that I wouldn't be surprised if he ripped off online and changed a few words so as to not plagiarize the original. While the speech was going on, my eyes wandered to find Meru in the crowd further down near the rest of the girls in our class. She looked at me and stuck out her tongue playfully in a silent raspberry. Of course, being a completely mature young adult, I totally didn't do the same to her.
I did the same.
Eventually, the speech ended and the games finally began. For many, they were annoyed just due to the length of the speech the principal always made. They were always long and drawn out. Many of us, me included, thought he just liked hearing the sound of his own voice. We organized by year and class. The freshman always went first and the girls went before the boys, so the rest of us waited and stretched all the while cheering on our upperclassmen in the spirit of sportsmanship; after all, we'd expect the same thing from them when it was our turn. I was in the boys' relay this year as the second leg of the race. I wasn't a sprinter so I wasn't last which thank whatever god may be out there for that. The freshman, sophomore, and senior girls went, and finally, it was time for the senior boys.
The four of us got into position, me on the third leg of the race, and took our marks. Beside me, two to my left in the inner lanes of the track, and one to my right on the outer lane. The starting gun went off and the runners started to meet their relay. As soon as our first runner made it to the point he needed to, I started running and held my hand behind me. He slapped the baton into my palm and I in turn grabbed it and proceeded to run to the next runner in our chain. My legs and lungs burned as I ran to the next checkpoint. Once I saw the third leg running, I knew it was almost over. I reached out with the baton and slapped it into his palm and he took off running. I took a few more steps before slowing to a stop and started to catch my breath. I even threw my fist up a few times in a half-hearted way of showing support for the rest of my team. But our runner crossed the finish line putting us in second place for the race. And do you know what? I'm happy with that. Others may not be, but I am. I walked off the track and sat underneath a tent that was reserved for students that just finished their race or event.
The next race was up, this time it was the girls' 100m dash. Meru walked up to the starting line along with the rest of our year's classes. She took the sprinter's starting position and caught my eye and as she did, she wiggled her rear a bit. But there was something different with her, her face was flushed more than normal. It almost looked like she was on the precipice of having a heat stroke. The starting gun went off and she sprinted off the blocks and immediately pulled ahead. She crossed the finish line almost a full person before anyone else did. She held her arms up in victory and smirked in my general direction as she did. But then her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she passed out.
Everyone was in immediate silence as teachers ran over to see what happened. She was taken into the shade and the same flush was still there. One teacher pulled out her phone and immediately called emergency services and a few minutes later she was being taken to the nearest hospital. The rest of the day was in a dour mood despite the sunny weather. It got to the point where teachers had to call the events off early. The following two days were better as people sort of pushed off what happened to Meru. Meru's house was dark those two days as well, so her parents must have been with her in the hospital. Same with Sunday.
Finally, Monday rolled around and I made my way to school. This time without my childhood friend. School resumed as normal, just with one empty seat and a half-hearted announcement by the principal that Meru was still in the hospital and that our 'hopes and prayers' were with her and her family. After lunch, my homeroom teacher came to me.
"The principal has asked for you to come to his office," she whispered. This was clearly supposed to be confidential as opposed to shaming someone for doing something wrong.
"Did he say what it was for?" I ask in the same hushed tone.
"No, other than it was paramount that you come now. I'll have someone send you the rest of today's assignments."
Wait? Send me my assignments? This made it sound like I would be gone for the rest of the day. I nodded and left the classroom swiftly. I entered the office to see no principal. Did I beat him here?
"Good afternoon, mister Taggert," a stern woman's voice came from behind. I turned around to see a just as a stern woman wearing a black suit one would see G-Men wearing. "Please, have a seat," she said as she passed me and sat behind the principal's desk.
I did but asked, "Where's Principal-?"
"He's been invited to take a short walk for a few minutes," she interrupted as she pulled out a manilla folder. "Nicholas Taggert, son of Johnathan and Lillian Taggert."
"Yes?" I answer uneasily. "And you are?"
"Agent Smith of the Non-Human Affairs Department," she answered sharply. Clearly, Smith was not her real name, but she did present a badge that seemed legitimate. Well, the badge didn't feel like plastic, that is. "As for why I'm here," she said answering what would have been inevitably my second question to her, "the family of your classmate Meru has requested that I propose asking you to help us help her."
She was my childhood friend. Despite us growing apart and then back to a friendlier state, I'd be willing to help her. "Of course," I answer. This apparently was the answer she was looking for as she stood up and walked to the door. "Umm, where are you going?"
"To your friend who you just agreed to help. Do come along, we don't have all day," she said as she left the room. I was in hot pursuit in trying to keep up with her.
I followed her outside to an SUV, a black one with tinted windows and government plates, and got in with her. The trip to the hospital was silent where I had expected her to, I don't know, explain more about Meru's situation. Was her collapsing at the sports festival really that big of a deal where the government had to send one of their people?
The SUV pulled up to the hospital and she walked out in front of me. At the receptionist's desk, she flashed a badge that stopped a nurse from approaching any further. We entered the elevator and went up quite a few floors before the doors opened. We proceeded to enter what looked like an observation room. Behind the glass, Meru was in a hospital bed underneath a blanket and assumedly a hospital gown.
"Will you tell me what's going on?" I ask sounding clearly annoyed because I was. "I-," I stopped as I saw both my mother and father in the same room as well as Meru's parents. "Mom? Dad? Why are you here?"
"I was just about to tell you," Smith said as she took a seat at the desk and pulled out that manilla folder out from earlier. She looked to my parents as well as Meru's. "He has agreed to help." She opened the folder. "As such it's required to tell him the full truth."
"Full truth?" I ask.
My parents shuffled sort of uncomfortably. "You aren't fully human," my father said. "Neither is your mother or myself are either."
"That is correct," Smith confirmed as she pulled out two pictures of my parents attached to dossiers. "Your father is a one-quarter orc and your mother is a one-quarter succubus."
"And what does my now suddenly revealed family heritage have to do with helping Meru?" I ask; wishing that Smith would just come out and say it.
"How much do you know about succubi?"
"As much as anyone else," I reply. "They require energy obtained through sexual relations." Smith nodded to confirm that part was correct.
"Yes, though it is a bit more complex than that."
"Complex?" I ask.
This time, Meru's mother – of which Meru was a spitting image of, only more MILFy – stepped forward and spoke, "Succubi, or at least our clans that we descended from, have inherent magic in us which allows us to choose one life-long mate of which we'll absorb much higher energy from but will drain it much more slowly from their partner leading them to have a shorter lifespan, but not by much of the national average. In engaging with a mate certain... symbiotic benefits may be exchanged."
"Your succubi heritage through your mother basically makes you immune from most of the negative side effects of such a 'feeding,'" Smith started to explain.
"Side effects?" I ask.
"Lethargy, temporary diminishment of libido, to name a few," Meru's father explained.
"As for your orc heritage through your father, you would have inherited an unprecedented – at least for humans – stamina, a borderline dangerous virility, and a libido on par if not more ravenous than an incubus's." She then muttered, "On top of a larger cock and cum that acts like an aphrodisiac to those susceptible to it."
"What is it you're wanting me to do?" I finally ask, upset at these people beating around the bush.
"For you to save our daughter by fucking her and becoming her mate," Meru's mother pleaded calmly.
I could feel a pin drop in this room. I immediately felt my face start to warm up in embarrassment. "W-what about that whole thing about a chosen mate, can't we get him?"
"You are him," her father said firmly.
"What?"
This time her mother added, "We've known for some time it was you. Ever since you two were in grade school."
"You do realize that sounds much dirtier than intended, right?"
She nodded but continued. "She could have been off sleeping with innumerable boys to get her energy, but she didn't. She lived of what are the equivalents of scraps with the emotion of lust. But she's reached her breaking point. If she doesn't consume actual fluids, she will die."
I looked at my parents. "You're alright with this?" I realize how that sounded and added, "Me sleeping with Meru?"
"You're not that much older than me and your father were spending intimate nights together," mom said with a blush.
"And much older than us," Meru's mother added with no embarrassment at all.
"Ok, I didn't need to know the time at which both my parents and the parents of a friend lost their virginities," I cry out in embarrassment. This was like getting 'the talk' but one hundred times worse. The primary reason was that I was being actively encouraged to have sex with a girl, albeit a very attractive girl, I saw as a friend. But there was one thing that didn't make sense. "Why is the government getting involved? I would assume this is an extremely personal, and private matter."
"Our involvement is twofold," Smith started to explain. "The first was making sure that you as another living being would be compatible with Meru. As your discovered heritages would imply, that would be a 'yes.' The second is that succubi are a special case. Their urges, especially in their young adult years can be very random. This randomness may land you in hot legal water if we weren't involved on top of getting a medical exemption for classes in the case she has an urge during class hours that needs to be addressed." That would be embarrassing. Exhibitionism was about almost getting caught or on the precipice of it, not actually getting caught. Triply so in public.
I thought it over. Was I a hormonal teen itching to get some puss? Yes. Was Meru also a hormonal teen itching for dick and also a succubus? Also, yes. I sat in the provided chair and placed my hands on my head as I contemplated all of this. Finally, after what felt like hours (though was more likely to be minutes), I came to a conclusion and decision.
"I'll do it, but on one condition," I add.
"What would that be?" Smith asked.
"I'll only do it only if Meru consents to it being me. If she does not, then I will not force her."
Meru's mother smiled sweetly, "She won't have any complaints. I can tell by the way she looks at you when you're not looking and the way that she writes about you in her not-so-secret diary that she's wanted you for quite some time, she just didn't know how to express herself to her longest-held friend."
"I guess I should get going then and... do the thing," I say as my cheeks start to heat up and I stand up to walk towards the door.
"We'll be here cheering you on!" my mom said, not entirely aware of how that sounded.
I stopped at the doorknob, my hand halfway twisting it. "You're not going to watch, are you?" I ask in horror.
"Of course not!" my dad immediately answered. "We'll draw the blinds. She meant in spirit."
"Fill my sweet daughter's pussy with your virile spunk!" Meru's mother called out cheerfully.
"O-ok," I nervously said as I opened the door, closed it behind me, and collapsed against it standing up. "Our parents are going to be the death of me," I mutter. Why can't my life be normal?
I pick myself up and walk the few feet to her door and knock on it before entering. "Meru?" I ask as I walk in and lock the door behind me.
The hospital room was fairly large, not surprising given the fact of how rich Meru's family was and the circumstance presented needed comfort and mostly privacy. Allegedly they were the favored clan of succubi at the right hand of the Demon King himself (before his daughter and the hero of men slew him to install her as the heir to his throne), and with that came innumerable riches. It looked like a studio apartment for the most part. That being that it had a small living room area and kitchenette for visitors. The only thing that made it look like not an apartment was the hospital bed immediately in front of him. In it, Meru was laying down with flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes. She was covered by a sheet up to her chest and I could tell that she was wearing a hospital gown.
"Hey, it's Nick," I continued walking in and took the seat to her left. Her eyes lazily followed me. "Your parents and the G-Man told me about your condition and I've agreed to help."
"Help?" Meru seemed to slur almost drunkenly as her eyes widened slightly. "You mean-?" she pointed weakly to my crotch.
I nod. "Yes, donating my man-gravy," I confirm as I feel my cheeks heat up. "While your mom said that you wouldn't have any issues with me assisting you, I wanted you to have the final word on whether we go through this or not."
"Did mom tell you that-?"
"You chose me as your mate some time ago?" She nodded. "Yes. That's why I want to hear the words out of your mouth. Do you want to have sex with me? To make us each other's mate?"
She blushed even darker than I thought possible, but replied, "Yes."
"So, umm, how do you want to do this?" I ask nervously. It was my first time as much as it was hers.
"I'm too weak to do anything yet, you'll have to do all the work."
I nod as I stand up. "Should I get undressed first or...?"
"I'm not wearing anything under this gown."
"Ok." I remove my school uniform. First, the button-up shirt after I undid the tie and the undershirt. Then my shoes, pants, and socks. I was left in nothing else but my boxers. I steeled myself and took a deep breath and placed my thumbs in the waistband of my boxers and lowered them, showing my half-chub of an erection to her.
Her eyes immediately snapped to my erection and the heavy balls beneath them. Her eyes widened slightly at the size. While I wouldn't compare myself to any of the guys in my class in the locker room, my doctor once said that I was certainly well above average in terms of size. "And it's only half-hard?" Meru cooed, her brain already thinking of sex.
Seeing as I was the only one presently naked, and to return the favor of embarrassment, I reached up and pulled down the sheet and was immediately assaulted by a sweet, musky scent of pheromones. I looked between her legs and saw a pool of fluids had pooled (and soaked the bedsheets) beneath her. I pulled at the ties holding the gown in one piece and removed it to see a hot and bothered Meru, her poor succubus pussy on display leaking fluids. I climbed up at the foot of the bed, my half-chub now a fully erect cock of sizable size standing at attention, to which her eyes never left.
I crawled on my knees forcing my way between hers to which she didn't resist and even tried to help move her legs. My shaft lay across her weeping slit and showed just how far it had the potential to plunge into her, up to her belly button. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy on my cock and balls. Before I could lose myself in the supernatural attraction and lust, I had to ask one more time, "Last chance to back out."
She looked at my precum-leaking cock and smelled whatever pheromones I was giving off and her eyes glazed over as she struggled to move a hand between her legs and opened her pussy to me. "Please, give me your cum," she begged drunkenly.
That was all I needed to hear. I shifted her legs to get her in a more comfortable position for missionary and pulled myself back so I could position my head at her hole. Once set, I slowly pushed in. She moaned out as my cock was enveloped by the warmth that borderline edged on a raging inferno. But not an unpleasant one, one that I wanted to be inside of. Her moist walls clung to my shaft, begging it to go deeper with every contraction echoed by her breathing. Eventually, I bottomed out, my balls resting against her ass. I leaned down so my face was right in hers and she weakly wrapped her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist.
"Ready?" I ask. She replied by kissing me on the lips. The contact tingled but she pulled away.
But she replied, "Yes." I drew my hips back and slammed them back inside her, causing her to moan in surprise. "Slow for now, please," she begged. I nodded and moved slowly, the two of us relishing in the feeling of filling something up and feeling it resist (me), and being filled by something while your body fights over whether to expel it or invite it in deeper (her). I slipped a hand underneath us and started to play with one of her tits; slowly kneading it as I gently flicked her nipple. Her pussy tightened a little bit when I did that. After a few minutes, I swapped to her other tit and did the same; all the while moving slowly, enjoying the tight, silky wetness of her pussy.
I felt my balls start to tighten, pulling themselves to my body ready to blast their load out. My shaft's girth increased causing Meru to moan as well. "I'm gonna cum!" I cried out.
With three more thrusts, much harder than the gentle 'love-making' ones I had been doing up until now, I bottomed out inside her and came balls deep. My seed immediately rushed into her and splattering her insides with white, thick semen. She threw her head back as she came as well.
"Yes," she mewled, "I can feel it inside me. So hot!" Once I had been spent, no longer spasming, I pulled out slowly, but her walls clung to me with every pleasurable fold of her pussy. It didn't want me to leave. When I did get it out, nothing followed me. "Such a delicious meal," Meru purred. She looked at me with a finger on her lower lip tugging at it. Her face was flushed and her eyes were half-lidded, but they weren't 'tired' eyes, but bedroom eyes. She was cumdrunk and she wanted it to continue; I could see it in her eyes. "But that was to just feed me, now I need to mark you as my mate."
She wrapped her arms and legs around me and then rolled so I was on my back. Whatever energy succubi derived from men's semen suddenly made her not sickly anymore as she was shockingly stronger than her stature would imply. Sitting above me, she looked like a predator ready to pounce on its prey. She lowered herself so her pussy lips hotdogged my shaft and started to rub herself on me as she gyrated her hips. She leaned down and kissed me, her tongue invading my mouth, and swapped spit with me. As it entered my mouth, it was sweet, not unlike you'd expect someone else's spit to be. Whatever instinct was in the back of my head forced me to swallow and immediately I felt myself harden again in full force.
I looked between her legs to confirm that I was certainly much harder now than I had been just a few short minutes ago. "Nice, isn't it?" she purred as she continued to rub her slick slit against me, her fluids flowing and lubricating me for the inevitable penetration that'd follow soon. "Succubi spit can reinvigorate their mates so we can keep going all-," she paused as she rose on her haunches in a squat, "night-," her hand reached down and positioned my head until it was prodding just-recently virgin hole, "long," she purred as she lowered herself. She slowly sat down until my cock was all inside her once again. Her eyes rolled up as she felt the pleasure of being stretched out once again, biting her lower lip as she did. My hands gripped the bedsheets and balled them up as I felt her moist, warm tunnel envelop me once more. Planting herself comfortably and stably, she started to raise her hips and then lower them to her own tempo, making sure to squeeze her pelvic muscles as she raised herself up.
She leaned forward and encouraged me to fondle her dangling, swinging breasts. The temptation presented, I took the bait and started to play with one tit while sucking on the other, some primal instinct seeking out breastmilk that wouldn't come. She hummed, pleased with herself that she was getting me into it. But that wasn't all. She used her tail to wrap around my balls and gently squeezed them in tandem with her thrusting and the tip of her tail teasing my back door. All the while my dick was being squeezed by her velvety wet love tunnel like a practiced woman of the night. She was able to sense when she was going to push me over the edge and would back off extending her time to ride.
Finally having enough, she started to speed up her hips' movement and I felt my balls start to tighten up again, my dick starting to expand getting ready to blow its load again.
"Yes!" she cried out. "Paint my succubus womb with your fertile seed!" She sped up to the point to where it'd be absurd and when she felt like I was going to explode, she bit my neck hard enough to break the skin.
"What?!" I asked, but that only lasted a single second before I felt a euphoric rush that was much more powerful than I felt previously. My balls started to drain and unleashed a powerful surge of cum inside her which caused her eyes to roll up into her skull and her face contorted in pleasure to show a satisfied 'ahegao' expression. I wouldn't be surprised if she saw me making a similar expression. But neither of us cared.
I felt a hot rush of pleasure run from my neck to my groin which caused me to orgasm again, blasting another load deep inside her. Once the blinding 'flashbang' of a nerve overload of orgasm I was able to look down at our joining. Thick, and borderline comically so, semen leaked out from where we met. On her stomach was a glowing sigil that looked to be in the shape of a stylized womb with ovaries and a vaginal canal which included hearts and the like. I looked down at my dick and it too had lines and designs of a stylized nature on it, straining myself to look showed that my balls were included in whatever it was. Whatever it was though, it felt good, so good that I came again blasting Meru's poor womb with another searing blast of semen. She lewdly groaned out as the next wave entered her, extending her orgasm and giving her a cumdrunk look on her face.
"Yesh! Your cum is sho hot inside me," she moaned drunkenly. She leaned forward and kissed me as drunkenly as she probably felt. Slobbering all over me as she lustily showed her affection. "It's filled me up." She took my hand and held it to her stomach, sure enough, apparently, I had filed her enough to actually cause her to have a little 'baby' bump; something that was soon to come flowing out as soon as my dick, acting as a stopper on a bottle of Campagne, would release as soon as it was pulled out. A pinkish glow, the same one that was on our lines, started around her but stopped. "I'm sho full I can't eat it all," she moaned.
She leaned forward until she was on my chest, boneless. I felt still hard as a rock and started to move my hips to enter her from below. "Nooo," she moaned somewhere between a complaint and a desire for more somehow. It seemed lazy. "If you keep doing that, I'll pop," she drunkenly moaned. I grabbed her hips and helped her meet me. "Yes!" she lazily moaned, "use me as your little cocksleave! Use me! Fuck me senseless! My succu-pussy is yours and yours alone! Your hard cock is the only one that'll satisfy me!" she droned on as what appeared to be pink little hearts entered her eyes. Unable to take it anymore, I bottomed out in her once again and came. She bit her lip as her face returned to that 'ahegao' look (but lazy) as she felt my final load in her. "Yes!" she exclaimed as she came again.
Despite her tired demeanor, her pussy milked me. Pulsating its soft muscled walls to get what it wanted inside her, and it got what it wanted right then. Finally, I was spent and as I lifted her up to kiss me, her eyes widened, "No!" But it was too late, as soon as my head had exited her luxurious folds, the pressure that had been building up behind it was released. A gushing number of thick seed came out like a river and stained the area between our legs in hot, sticky fluids of our own making. She grits her teeth as she came again from that sensation alone. When it was all out of her, she slowly dragged herself between my legs and whined, "No, I can't let this all go to waste."
In her orgasm-muddled mind, she began consuming the product of our fucking without a thought in the world of, 'Is that normal?' I had to admit though, it was kind of hot.
Once she had her fill, she crawled on top of me once again covered in our mixed fluids and sweat, and collapsed with her head on my chest right over my heart. She looked up at me with the sweetest, but tired, eyes and said, "I love you," right before she passed out.
I didn't last much longer before I too joined her, our heartbeats synced up like two metronomes reaching synchronicity.
It was several hours, or so I thought, later when I heard the door to her room opening. My eyes opened to show the doctor and our parents. Luckily, though, someone had the decency to cover us with a sheet. I looked down to see that Meru had her arms wrapped around me, her soft body pressed against mine.
"Good morning," the doctor greeted as he walked in.
"'morning," I reply as I rub some sandman out of my eye. "How long was I out?"
"About four hours."
"Four hours?" I looked outside and saw that it was getting to be almost sundown.
"Actually, that's well above average," Meru's father commented. "Most men are knocked out for almost twelve hours after a succubus' feeding."
"I knew my Meru would choose the right man," her mother cooed. Her husband looked at her and gave her a stinkeye, was she flirting with me? Maybe? Or was she just pleased with her daughter?
"As Meru's parents have stated, I agree and will add that it is because of the stamina from your heritages," the doctor added as he sat in the chair next to the bed.
"What now?" I ask.
"That's where it gets a bit complicated."
"Complicated?" I parrot.
"As you may or may not know already, succubi need a steady food source for their energy. Many adapt to the current times of 'hookup culture,' however, Meru is different."
"She chose you as her mate," Meru's mother added and I nodded. I recalled the previous conversation that was had with them with my parents present. Awkward. "When she bit you, she injected a part of her essence into you and with what essence you put into her, you essentially formed what we who know of the more ancient history of our species would consider a 'contract.'"
"Contract?"
This time Meru's father replied, "It goes hand in hand with her choosing you as her mate, however, previously it was one-sided; now it's been sealed in blood and magic. You are hers; she is yours and nothing will change that unless one of you passes from the mortal realm."
"It is the oldest form of marriage in our species," Meru's mother added. "Even if she were to sleep with a thousand men, she could never get pregnant from any of them, only by you. And vice versa, you could sleep with a thousand women and you'll never get them pregnant."
"Is that what those sigils were?" I ask.
She nods, "They are the physical manifestation of the contract itself only (normally) visible between the two of you."
"Normally?"
"Those with sensitivities to magic may be able to see them as well. Though, considering you'll be clothed for the most part around others, this won't be an issue." She then muttered, "Unless my sweet Meru has an exhibitionist kink."
"What was that?" I ask as I could have sworn I misheard her.
She quickly replied with a handwave, "Nothing."
"What does this exactly mean, then? Where's that agent, anyway?"
Meru's father spoke next, "She's making all the appropriate preparations at your school and with the local police."
"What?" I ask with wide eyes.
"The sex drive and feeding patterns of a succubus differ from girl to girl on top of their age playing a factor. As you may have noticed, the younger someone is, the higher their sex drive is. This is no different with succubi. She could get randomly in the mood when it's not very convenient socially."
That made sense, and why her mother made the muttered comment. We could be on the subway to school and she wants me to take her there and then. In the middle of rush hour traffic. Clearly, that wouldn't end well if certain onlookers reported us to the police. Or, if the mood struck her during PE or a sports festival and we snuck away to the equipment shed or behind the locker room (or in it for that matter); and if any of the staff found us in the middle of it, we'd certainly get in trouble. Before I could contemplate this any further, there was a yawn and stirring on my chest.
Meru woke up and sat up, the sheet that had been covering her before fell away showing her nude figure covered in dried fluids. Sure enough, that sigil was still on her stomach right above her womb, albeit not glowing. "Hi mom, hi dad," Meru said with no shame in the world. Was this normal in their household? She then looked down on me and with a sinful smile added, "Hi you."
Before she could do anything, there was a cough from behind her from the doctor. "Before you get into it. Seeing that as the treatment was successful, we'll have you (both) clean up, have a final exit examination, and then you'll be discharged."
"Alright," she pouted. She then leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "Then we'll go to my place and have fun all night long."
What has my life become now?
To be continued…?
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And with that, this story idea comes to a close. It was a lot of stuff to get through including exposition lore dumps at the beginning and end there. But if I'm going to make this into a chaptered series, that's something that will have to be covered. As mentioned, this is a pilot chapter, so, what do I want to cover? Well, considering that this is a lewdfic inspired by multiple different stories in the same vein (h-doujin), I'd want to explore different scenarios the two found themselves in. Two, for example, being (consensual) chikan, or public groping commonly seen (unfortunately) on subways in Japan and in hentai mediums; the second being exhibitionism which could be in public parks after dark, on the school roof, behind the locker room by the school pool, etc. Lots of potential and feeding into common tropes as well. Obviously, there'd need to be an endpoint; as for what that would be, I do not know. It could be their graduation, or college, or the finale of them creating a family and despite being a mother and father now they still have the same sex drive that they had when they first met. I'll be honest, I'm sort of leaning towards that. Kind of a "full circle" kind of thing going on, to be honest. This scenario itself is simple in the sense of: present scenario, sex, repeat. The difficult thing will be trying to tell a story in there too. So, that being said, I wouldn't expect this one to be out there expanded for a while.
On to other fic stuff. This fic would have been the first original concept I've put out there. "Original" as in, "the first non-specific IP from another person" concept. I do have a couple more of these ideas already conceptualized (that being the first bold section before the story) and saved on my drive. Two previews that I'm willing to give for concepts are a "wholesome orc, slutty elf" story and an "elf seeks husband" story. The latter of the two borrowed a concept presented by a doujinshi and popularized the extreme end of it by Baalbuddy (though he too popularized the former too). That one I expect to be a bit of a fun one. But I do have others that are "nondescript" from where the inspiration of them comes from. As for other fics in general, I do have a couple more in the works, two of them being really new. The first is a Fate/RWBY idea, the second is a Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Age of Calamity idea, and the latter of the two isn't so wholesome if you catch my drift. But as usual, I'll keep trucking along with my previous ideas that I have on file but have yet to actualize (publish).
On to real-life stuff, still trucking on. Finally finished Komi volume 20 and picked up Wotakoi volume 6 (technically volume 11, double issues except for the final) and I hope to have that one read soon. I also finally picked up Mementos Missions, the Persona 5 trilogy side stories. I read through the first volume online and am just trying to finish it. Both Nagatoro and Uzaki have also been on my radar and I've been slowly collecting those series to read them. Still have to read Quintessential Quintuplets so no spoilers or else. Lastly, I've started to play Fate: Grand Order just to check it out. To some, they will state that I've made a grave mistake. For now, I'm just checking it out, got interested in it thanks to the two arc adaptations available online for the Fuyuki arc and the final arc which is a twenty-some episode series as opposed to an hour and a half movie. Diatribe aside, I might be playing a new game, I may drop it, I don't know. Work still currently sucks; it should be getting better next month as mentioned in the previous chapter.
Still working on off-platform stuff. Turns out I need additional footage for the one video and have yet to record it. Once done I should be able to stitch and edit all my footage together.
That's all I have for now. Let me know what you thought about it in all the usual places. If you want to leave me a monetary tip, my addresses for anon tips are in my bio. I'll see you in whatever I decide to put out next.