Crazy Seduction(erotica)

Concentrating she felt the enchantment slip into its paused state. Like a falling curtain of glitter the overlay she wore to hide her true self from the world dissolved. Beneath it her skin shimmered iridescently between deep blue and black. Her hair was still the color of obsidian but it was thicker and fell to her mid-back. Horns, much smaller than Stanley’s, slimmer and shorter rose from her temples and curled back. Her facial features were much the same as her glamor showed, though her eyes were a little larger and her lips were fuller and black, making her white teeth gleam. Her ears had pointed tips which aimed up and back.

As his wide eyes moved down her body he froze. She was naked! Her tits were… big! Bigger than he’d seen when she showed him some cleavage. Her curves were all more exaggerated than before but he couldn’t see more as she was crawling up his body. Then she rubbed herself over his torso. God! That felt so good! He was responding to her quickly.

She pressed her amazing tits against his chest and looked down into his eyes. The gold in her eyes was much more prominent now. He swore they were beginning to sparkle.

“What are you?” he breathed, mesmerized by her beauty. Why he wasn’t terrified by her sudden transformation and her alien appearance was lost in his desire and need for her.

“I’m a Succubus,” she purred but he didn’t seem to understand what that meant.

She saw the awe glowing in his eyes and her need for him exploded. Then she felt something hot pressing insistently against her thigh. Something big!

Paloma slid to the side to look downwards. Stanley lifted his head to look down as well.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!?” he cried in shock.

Rising up from between his densely furred thighs and through the tattered remains of his pants was something that had no business being attached to him. He knew how small he was down there and he’d finally come to terms with it. Stanley the human was endowed with a member on the small side of average. Ok, well on the small side. What was boldly standing at attention between his legs was frighteningly thick and impractically long… in his opinion. There was such a thing as too much of a good thing! This wouldn’t fit in the places he wanted… one day to… put… it in. Worse than that, it didn’t even look like it belonged to a human!

Stanley’s eyes once more took in his blatantly non-human lower half. The region this new development grew from. “oh god,” he whimpered quietly.

“Mmmm, Stanley! It’s magnificent!” Paloma cooed and reached down to wrap her fingers around it. She thrilled over the fact that her fingers couldn’t close around it. When he moaned with need at her touch, shivers ran through her body. Her need was getting out of control and she had to feed, soon! Gripping it up near the tip she pulled down and the skin rolled back to expose a deep purple head.

“It’s got spikes,” he groaned in dismay.

She admired the thick head which capped the heavy shaft and indeed there were small pointed projections along the ridge of it. She ran her thumb along them and discovered they were stiff but soft.

“OH! OH FUCK!” he cried out from the sensation, arching his back.

She couldn’t wait any longer and slipped down the bed to press her tongue against his hot flesh. He tasted so good! Her long candy pink tongue slipped out to wrap around his shaft three times and squeezed.

“OMIGOD! Oh geezus! What- what are you doing?” he asked.

She chuckled sexily, unable to talk with her tongue stroking his cock up and down like a wet fist. When she reached the head she uncoiled her tongue and licked at the spikes and purred at their silky smooth texture.

“OH! AHHH! FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck,” Stanley was mumbling as his body experienced this bliss for the first time. It was quickly becoming too much for him. He felt something happening in his body. A pressure and a need.

She stretched her mouth wide and forced his thick cock deep inside until it hit the back of her throat. The points rubbed against her palate and she squirmed at the tingling sensation. God she wanted him! She wanted all of him! Taking a deep breath Paloma drove forward pushing the thick flesh deep into her throat.

“GAH!!!” Stanley bellowed as his orgasm suddenly struck blasting ropes of cum deep into Paloma’s throat.

She squealed at the sudden flood but her eyes rolled back as the pure essence from his cum flowed through her being. This was virgin cum at its finest quality but above this was a strange energy, something wild, primal, and natural that soaked into every cell of her body, feeding her like she’d never experienced before.

Her throat automatically squeezed and milked his thick cock as she swallowed his seed until he was finally spent. Completely satiated from the large meal she’d taken from him, she slowly pulled him from her throat, the ridges on the head stroking and tickling her all the way out.

Stanley was panting and his eyes were rolling from his first experience. It had been so quick! Was it always so fast? He hadn’t imagined his first time would be like this. The absurdity of that thought struck him. How could he have imagined this? He tugged at the ties. He didn’t want to be used like this anymore.

“Untie me,” he gasped quietly.

Paloma was resting on his chest, barely remaining conscious as her body tried to drag her down into sleep to absorb the glut of energy she’d consumed. She wasn’t able to think straight. She felt so comfortable and content lying on his chest.

“Untie me,” he whispered again.

She surfaced once more and extended her claws. The nails of her fingers and toes rapidly grew into three inch curved blades. She stretched out over his body, dragging the claws outwards along his arms and legs, gently scratching him until she reached the silk ties. She stopped as a thought flitted through her groggy brain but she couldn’t catch it. Something she needed to do or not do… it didn’t matter. She began to slip away once more.

“Untie me,” he breathed.

Her claws snagged and tore through the silk as if it were tissue paper and he was free. As she relaxed once more the claws shrank back to become her regular nails again.

He waited until her breathing became deep and even, signalling she was in a deep sleep. Then he slowly eased her from his body until he was able to slip out from under her. He slid off the bed and stood. He expected to wobble or teeter on these new legs but they just felt like… legs. He knew they bent in directions he wasn’t used to but as he carefully made his way out of the room he felt completely stable. If anything, they felt more stable than his original legs.

Closing the bedroom door, he took off his shredded pants. His wallet, subway pass, house keys, phone, and the new access card were all still in the pockets. He took them out and placed them on the coffee table in the living room. Then he went looking for a mirror.

He wandered around the lovely condo until he found mirrored closet doors by the front door. He froze. His hands went up to the large ram horns curling out of his skull. He touched his furry ears and watched them flick and bob as he’d tickled them.

And what happened to his hair! He always got a sensible short cut once a month like clockwork so he could tame the little waves that would appear. Now his head looked like a mop! So much wavy, messy hair!

He looked back up and his face was his… almost. It was stretched top to bottom a little. He ran his hands over his face then stared at his hands. He realized he wouldn’t be able to type with fingers this thick. The precision work of assembling servers and PC’s would be impossible too.

He shook his head violently and stared back at himself. Who was he kidding? He couldn’t go back to his life looking like this! He couldn’t even go outside! He was… what the HELL WAS HE?

He glanced back at the bedroom door. What had Paloma called herself again? A Succubus? That sounded familiar but he couldn’t place it. He’d certainly never seen anything like her before. His erection throbbed with need as he thought of her. He scowled down at it. It was like it had a mind of its own! Thinking about the beauty in the other room was charging his need for her again and he caught himself with his hand on the door handle.

Shaken, he took a step back and walked back into the living room.

What was he going to do? His new life with his awesome new job was… wait a minute! Paloma looked human when she was at the office! Maybe she could show him how to do that too! He was in the bedroom standing beside the bed before the thought had finished forming in his mind. He stopped to admire her lush curves and he felt a warmth rush over his body. His cock grew harder as he picked up her scent. He inhaled deeply and his need grew.

He was in trouble.

Felix looked at Sigrid the moment the light switched off on Camila’s phone. “Now.”

She nodded gratefully and rushed to the door. She gave a firm knock and stepped in almost before she heard her boss acknowledge it. She quickly closed it behind her.

Camila looked up in surprise as Sigrid rushed across the room. “What’s wrong?”

“Someone tried to snatch our new CIO tonight. Paloma was following him and called me when it happened. I got there just as they tried to use him as a host for a Demon-on-a-Leash.”

Camila gasped and stood up but the tall blond just raised her palms to calm the woman. “The protection on him that blocked his blood from being recorded kept the demon from entering but the explosive backlash tossed his attackers back, broke the demon trap and its binding.”

Camila’s eyes widened but once more Sigrid held her palms up. “I dispatched the demon, that felt good, but Stanley was knocked unconscious. Paloma argued that his place wouldn’t be safe until we knew who tried to trap him. We took him to her condo.”

The CEO’s face drew into an angry scowl. “She’s a Succubus! A young one. He’s a virgin! She’s going to feed from him!” She began to move out around her desk.

“There’s more.” Sigrid said grimly.

“What?”

“Whatever his protection was must have been drained by the explosion. It ran out when we had him tied to her bed. He’s not Human.”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“WHAT?!?”

Sigrid fished her phone out and brought the picture up and showed it to Camila.