Forced Changes – Chapter 2

The door softly clicked shut behind us as we passed the threshold of our apartment. I tried to gently pry myself out of her grasp but she clung to me like a drowning man grabs a life preserver. Maybe it”s more like a fat guy holding onto the last twinkie in the world. Either way, I struggled to separate myself from her but she just increased her grip. I sighed as I remembered how easily she had lifted my weight earlier. New plan. I walked over to the bed and gently tilted us back to land on it. I had an evil grin on my face as I remembered teasing my sister in a similar manner. I took my free hand and I stealthily crept it down to the side of her stomach before poking her flesh with my fingers. She let out a little laugh at my probing attack. You’re mine now, the grin climbed higher on my face as I flashed my teeth. I grasped and prodded her flesh in a ferocious tickle attack that had her bucking and squirming beneath me. Her peals of laughter rang out, filling the apartment in joyful sound. The grin vanished from my face as she launched a counter salvo at my arm pit. Captain we’re hit, we’re going down. I hadn’t been ticklish before but this had obviously changed with the upgrades to Sydney 2.0.

She was unstoppable as she poked and prodded my flesh, judging my reactions to each. My armpits and the crease behind my knees proved very susceptible to attack as she worked her way down my body. Oh no. She looked up at me slyly as she reached my feet. She grabbed a foot in her iron grasp as I struggled harder. She stroked my foot like a musician does when testing the tuning of an instrument. Evidently I was sufficiently in tune as my leg muscles twitched and tightened involuntarily at her feathery touch. She started strumming and I twitched and jumped, my laughter dying as I ran out of breath. My chest started hurting as the laughter became painful. Tears leaked from my eyes as she stopped playing with my foot.

She smiled as she flopped down on top of me, pinning me to the bed with her weight. The top of her head rested under my chin as her hair cascaded across the side of my body. She listened as my frantic breathing slowed in time with my staccato heartbeat. It took a couple of minutes for me to calm and feel comfortable with wearing her like a blanket. She lifted her head and smiled at me with hooded eyes as her hands started to drift up and down my sides almost accidentally glancing my breasts in her motion. I grasped her hands to stop her from tempting me and slid out from under her. I scooted back to lean against the headboard and she followed me, leaning over me to continue her tantalizing assault of me, lust shining in her gaze.

“Wait. We need to talk. I have a million questions and I deserve some answers.”

She gave me an exaggerated frown at the request. Her eyes glistened as she widened them, pleading me with puppy dog eyes.

“Quit that. You had plenty of time with me this week. I have things I need to know.”

Her face became suddenly serious at my tone. A look of worry crossed her face but quickly smoothed away as she met my gaze.

“First off I’m assuming this is permanent. No changing back right?”

She nodded in affirmation, tears filling her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak.

“Nope. Let me ask my questions then you can fill in the blanks. You’re obviously not human. What are you?”

“Technically, I’m a succubus.” My eyes widened at this. “But the myths are very different from reality.”

“Okayyy, I’m not gonna touch that particular can of worms yet. Continuing on…” I thought for a moment and decided to approach my most pressing concerns.

“How… functional, are my new assets?” She looked at me in confusion.

Uggghhhh, so embarrassing.

“Can I get pregnant?” I blurted out. I blushed as she looked at me blankly. She gave me a look of understanding as she gently touched my face.

“No. You cannot get pregnant. Nor can you get anyone other than me pregnant.”

“That”s good.” I sighed in relief. “Wait a second… you said other than me. Does that mean…?”

“Yes. Your seed is only viable to me.” My eyes opened wide in panic as I recalled the furious lovemaking I had forced on her at the front door. The unprotected furious lovemaking. She giggled lightly at my panic.

“It’s okay. I’m sure you’ll be a great father.” I almost hyperventilated at the thought of the responsibility of raising a little succubus. Bouncing her on my knee as her tail waved behind her happily. No honey it’s not okay to seduce your classmates…

“Kidding. Succubi are only fertile a couple of times during the year and only their bonded can impregnate them.”

“Hahaha…” I let out a strained laugh at her poor joke. “How do I produce semen? I don’t have balls anymore?”

“Of all the things you would ask, you want to know the mechanics of your cum production?” she asked incredulously.

“I’m studying to be a mechanical engineer at the university. These sort of things always bothered me in the erotica I’ve read. Plus you said you were a succubus so I’m a little concerned about the ramification of that…” my voice trailed off as I rambled.

“Okay then let me educate you about your new body. We’ll start from the top and work our way down.” She released me from her grasp to kneel between my legs in a very subservient posture, though her eyes danced with mischief.

“Your tone and complexion will always be perfect no matter your circumstances. It’s a supernatural trait that succubi share with their lovers. Your conversion to the fairer sex is a unique trait specific to my family. At some point in the past a jilted lover of an ancestor cursed said ancestor to have a penis, believing this would scare away potential mates. She was angry at my ancestors for stealing the dowry she had her eye on. Instead of scaring away targets the curse interacted unpredictably with the succubus’ aura causing the shifting of desirable mates from males to females.”

“I’m not sure if you noticed but I wasn’t a female before you came along.” I interjected.

“Quiet. I’m still covering the basics. We’ll get there.” She scolded me giving the same scowl a schoolteacher would give an unruly student.

“Normal succubi find their mates by tempting men with their form and checking their essence for compatability. After the succubus has tasted the essence of a man they then decide whether or not to mate with them. They encourage lustful behaviour this by spreading their pheromones which lower inhibitions. This makes it easier to check a multitude of essences. ”

“I’m quite familiar with the pheromones.” She raised her eyebrow at me interruption.

“Anyway…those pheromones were strengthened by the mutation of the curse, now they encouraged subordinate behavior to the point of completely erasing a person”s free will.”

“Also familiar with that” I said in a subdued tone. Her eyes shone with an unspoken apology.

“Occasionally my family oddball is born whom is not attracted to females, instead they retain the desire for males present in the normal succubi. This leads to problems when they attempt to mate with the potential male mate because the succubus’ magic…encourages…the male form to change in order take advantage of the succubus’ unique assets.”

“Holy shit. Those weren’t nightmares. That was you. You raped me.” I exclaimed in realization. She looked very sheepish at my accusation.

“Rape is such a strong word… You didn’t exactly say no.”

“How could I say no when I was ASLEEP!” The urge to hit something flowed through my limbs and I clenched my hands in impotent rage.

“I’m sorry alright. I couldn’t help myself. I smelled our compatibility as you entered the building and I followed you here. I snuck in and intended to get to know you better so I could seduce you. But then you smelled so good, and you were all alone, and I lost control. I’m sorry I went about this all wrong. You changed and I couldn’t let you go and tell anyone about your change and that got you enthralled with my pheromones and that led to a whole new set of problems…” The words tumbled out of her mouth in a single stream of consciousness. Tears were leaking from her eyes as she tangled her hand hands nervously in the blankets. She refused to meet my gaze as she stared at the wall. I took her hands in mine. I brought them to my lips and kissed them lightly. She met my gaze and I set aside my anger in the face of her obvious distress.

“It’s okay honey. I’m not exactly happy about the manner it came about. But the results have been very… enjoyable. I don’t know why but I feel so good with you.” I gathered her into an embrace.

“Cause we’re mated. It’s a magic thing. We are compatible and my magic reinforces that feeling of togetherness. Our bodies will always crave the presence of the other.” She mumbled into my chest as her tears slowed. I waited a moment for her to gather herself before she continued. “I was explaining to you about your new body.” She palmed my breasts in a manner that caused them to tingle pleasantly.

“These are useless for anything other than fun. Same thing with your vagina. Your penis is fully functional but your genetic material is no longer stored in testes. Instead some of your plumbing has been rearranged filling in the unnecessary area with some nerve clusters and teste substitutes unique to our kind.” She paused in thought.

“Please close your eyes I want you to try something. Think about the first time I pleasured you. Remember my length filling you up. That delicious sensation of me pumping inside of you.” I involuntarily closed my eyes and did what she said, the images plastering the back of my eyelids. I grew a little flush and a strange pinching sensation pulled me out of my daydream. I looked down to see my penis had retreated inside my body. I looked up at her wide eyed.

“The changes also allow a certain mutability of your body depending on your desires. You will not get sore like a normal woman nor will you have a refractory period as a man. No ovaries means no menstrual cycles.” Whew. That’s a relief. She stroked my belly and I could feel her touch my penis through a thin layer of skin and muscle. I groaned as a thin bead of honey dripped from my excited lips. I met her eyes and saw the lust I felt reflected in her blue orbs.

“You’ll always be in a state of semi arousal and you will have greater levels of lubrication than a normal woman.”

“I’m not really listening anymore.” I reached for her belly and and mirrored her stroking, but I gave it deep kneading strokes trying coax her member from inside of her.

“Please. Talking’s overrated anyway.” She needed little encouragement as she laid down backwards pulling me on top of her.

“If you want something then take it.”

I growled at her playfully as I snatched her member in my hand and wiggled my butt. I quickly coaxed her erect as I crawled into position, placing her hardening head at my entrance. She gently parted my lips as her member slid all the way inside. I rested my weight on her pelvis for a moment as the desire was quenched with pure pleasure. There was a feeling of fullness that was nothing like the enveloping heat of the penetration that I had as a man. I had always wondered what it had felt like as a woman but the musing fell far short of the reality.

I leaned forward and teased her nipples lightly as I started rocking my hips, providing motion but not releasing an inch of her from inside of me. Her hips pumped beneath me in little involuntary spasms as her tail wrapped itself around my arm. I licked my lips as my breathing quickened, rushing between my lips with rising ardour. She bucked hard beneath me as her member swelled and released her spine tingling load inside of me. Her release catalyzed a familiar reaction that caused me to douse her member in juices. I flopped onto her chest as the strength was sapped from my muscles. Her bountiful breasts softly caught my modest ones as we embraced in languid exhaustion.

“Okay, now that we’ve got that out of our system it’s back to explanations. You said your pheromones are different, that they… enslave… or something. I’m assuming it had something to do with the whole ‘kill yourself’ thing.”

“Yeah. If someone spends long enough time enslaved under the effect of my pheromones they’ll eventually deteriorate and die. It’s an awful and slow death. Think alzheimer”s on steroids and you’ll be on the right track. The laws of the council also states that no humans other than chosen mates may know of our existence. That’s why I wanted you to run. You would have had werewolf hunters on your trail if they knew what I did with you.”

“But that’s over with now because I’m your… mate…right?” The idea of wolf human hybrids chasing me through a forest was not a pleasant one, causing me to shudder involuntarily.

“Exactly. Now that we’re bound together the council won’t object to you knowing of the supernatural.” Her tail slowly stroked my arm in contentment. I grabbed the soft rubbery appendage in my hand and stroked it softly. She moaned at the attention and I noted her response.

“What about this guy? Am I gonna end up with one of these?” She writhed under my ministrations and stiffened as I popped the tip of her tail in my mouth sucking on it lightly.

“No those are only for born succubus. Their mates don’t get them.” Her voice came out listless as she writhed on the bed.

“What about your magic. You conjured and dismissed clothes a couple of times. Can I do something like that?”

“Nope. If you want clothing you’ll have to ask me for it. Or buy it yourself.”

“Oh really…” I intensified my sucking, as I fellated her tail vigorously. Her writhing intensified. I laid off my ministrations and she settled deeply into the bed, breathing heavily.

“Please let me see it. Give me some lingerie. I’ve never worn them before. Someone, seems to dislike seeing me in clothes.” I pouted and batted my eyelashes at her suggestively. She gave me a guilty smirk and started twisting her fingers into strange configurations. I felt a tickling sensation against my breasts and hips as phantom fingers danced across my flesh. The phantom sensations faded as my new curves were now hugged by translucent black cloth. The cloth almost appeared to be painted on my flesh they were so snug but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It gave credence to the idea that less was more, the bits of my flesh covered only made the rest more tantalizing by comparison. I stepped away from the bed to show off the goods before I stopped, struck by a revelation.

“Your name…” I whispered as I cried. It hit me in the gut in an emotional sucker punch.

Man, emotions hit me so much harder now.

“I don’t even know your name.” I fell to the floor in a heap as a realized how little control I actually had over my new body. The strange woman who had taken my body and mind from me slipped from the bed with inhuman grace as she gathered me to her chest, softly humming to comfort me.

“Hmmmmmmmmm. It’s okay. We’ll get through this.” She held me a while until my tears slowed.

“My name is Alexandria. But you can call me Lexi.” She gave me a deep kiss and I was comforted by her familiar taste filling my mouth and her scent which wrapped around me like a warm blanket. Comforted by each other’s presence and gentle caresses time passed swiftly before it was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Sydney this is your mother.” I gripped Lexi’s arms tightly as I tried to figure out a way to explain this situation. Lexi merely smiled and hauled my resisting form up from the floor, pulling me towards the door. Pajama pants and a plain t shirt unfurled from the air to cover my form. I dug my heels into the carpet but she hauled me towards the door with no visible effort. She opened the door allowing my mother her first glimpse of my new form. Her face showed her surprise which she quickly covered by smirking.

“Well this isn’t what I expected.” I opened my mouth desperately trying to come up with some sort of rational explanation for why there were two woman in her son”s apartment without him.

I’ve got nothing. I’m so screwed.

“Now I see why I hadn’t heard from you in a week. Why didn’t you tell me you had such a lovely girlfriend.”

Wait…What?

“I was worried you were sick or something but obviously that’s not the case.”

“It’s lovely to meet you ma”am my name is Lexi. Sorry I’ve monopolized your son’s time but it’s just that our relationship is so new and excited you know?” She gave me a small smirk her eyes dancing with laughter in the face of my obvious confusion.

“Please call me Amanda. I understand only too well. They stories I could tell about Syd’s father and I when we first got together… wooo you couldn’t even imagine.” My mom gave Lexi a very direct once over, putting a hand on her chin in thought.

“Well maybe you could.” They both laughed at this as I stood, slack jawed at the surreal situation unfolding before me.

“I don’t want to keep you. I just wanted to make sure you were okay after your illness. We should get together tomorrow for brunch I would love to get to know you better Lexi. Have a fun day you two.” She gave my ‘girlfriend’ a lascivious wink as she closed the door in my still face.

“Wha…Who…How?” I stumbled through asking Lexi just what the hell was going on.

“Did I fail to mention that I also have a modicum of skill with illusions? I can make you look and sound just like you would have before to everyone else. I could’ve sworn I told you.” Frustrated at her teasing manner I felt my earlier rage returning.

“I can’t deal with this right now. I like you but you’ve fucked with my life royally. Now you are getting flippant and I still feel like I should hate you you know? Please just try to take this a little seriously. Is that too much to ask for?”

“Sorry. I was just trying to make you smile. I know we don’t really know each other yet but please be patient with me. I’m trying to make this easier for us.”

“I know that but still it’s just that…Urghh! I don’t even know what I’m trying to say. I just feel frustrated at this whole thing. I’ve lost who I am and I feel like I should mourn that but I can’t bring myself to. I can’t really put it into words.”

“Come here. Let”s just curl up and watch some terrible television, I think there’s a Bachelorette marathon going on.”

“Now I know you’re trying to torture me. Do you really watch that reality crap?”

“What’s wrong with the Bachelor? It’s funny how ridiculous it is. Trust me. We’ll make fun of all the uber cheesy lines and mock them. It’ll be like mystery science theatre 3000 but we’ll do the narration.”

I hesitated for a moment before agreeing, trying to keep an open mind.

“Okay. But hands to yourself this is a strictly PG-13 showing.”

The titular bachelor was named Edward and he was just looking for love, on a tv show, which guarantees the contestants money and fame, because that’ll obviously work out. I was skeptical to say the least. Currently there were eight remaining ladies vying for love in the wrong place.

“Ohhhhh she’s pretty.” I said as a mocha skinned girl with youthful features sat across from Edward. She had a vibrant smile and an open sort of face.

“Now that I’m a girl, at least sort of, do I get to ask leading questions? Whatever, who cares, doing it anyway. Do you think she’s prettier than me?”

“No one will ever be as pretty to me than you are.”

“Oooooo. Good answer, not saying I’m the most beautiful but still pandering to my vanity. I approve. The game”s afoot.” I finished using a Robert Downey Sherlock Holmes impersonation.

“How about her? She’s gorgeous.” An english woman posing aquiline features strutted onto the screen this time. “She could be my schoolteacher anytime. Sorry headmistress I’ve been naughty. No, not the ruler. I promise I’ll be good.” I wiggled my backside against her crotch suggestively. Watching the muscles bunch and tighten along her arms was fascinating. Her eyes were incandescent as she looked down at me.

“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted to watch the show?” I feigned naivete.

She started to growl a response then she closed her eyes as she visibly attempted to calm herself. This isn’t what I want, I don’t want her restrained I just want to know her better. How do I push her buttons? Hmmmm…

“Maybe the ladies are less to your taste. How about Edward? He seems like a good enough looking dude. Maybe you’d like an upgrade.” Jealousy and sadness accompanied the words after they had left my mouth. Stupid emotions, those words were meant to tease her and not to project my own insecurities.

Lust faded from her eyes as she pulled me in close. Again she opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself and just embraced me tight her fingers making soothing motions along my stomach.

“You have to stop treating me with kid gloves. I know I’ve been emotionally fragile but the biggest problem I have is that I crave you without really knowing you as a person. If you keep holding back with me I’ll never get to know the true you and this will never work.”

She looked apprehensive but she nodded her assent.

“Now, what were you about to say?”

“I was about to tell you how succubi mate for life and how I only desire your happiness. To enumerate the loveliness of your features and explain the complexity of our relationship, which is going to be long and passionate. I was trying to avoid the topic of your looks because I figured you’d still be sensitive but I understand your desire for knowledge on the workings of my mind.” I blushed at her mentioning my looks and looked down at my toes which were peaking out of our shared blanket.

“Let me make it simple for you. I love you and I want for you all the things you desire for yourself. I relish your pleasure and delight that you want me to feel the same. When you described the headmistress I could tell I was not the only one aroused. I would love to make that fantasy happen for you.”

“With you?”

“Or her.”

“What?!?” I was slightly flabbergasted at this point.

“Monogamy is not such a valued component in succubi society.”

“Ummm, no just no. That’s not gonna fly in this relationship. You wanna have your cake and eat it too. I refuse to be the side man. Or woman. Whichever, you know what I mean.”

“Your not understanding me. I don’t want other lovers. I simply wanted to let you know that if you wanted others, I would welcome and embrace them as a part of our relationship.”

“Wait. You want me to be with other women.” Huh, that answers that question. Still only attracted to chicks.

“Only if that is what you want. I know your society places a lot of importance of monogamy and I just wanted you to know that it wasn’t a concern for me. I would enjoy seeing you with another woman or several other women, as long as you came back to me at the end of the day I would be content.”

“Well that’s… something. I guess. I’ll need to internalize that and get back to you.”

“You do that. I, however, have come to a realization. You said PG-13 right?”

“Yeah…” I wondered where she was going with this.

“Which means I can do this.” She held my chin and gently tilted my head up so she could gently slide into a kiss. I lost my train of thought as our tongues gently danced around each other. I was breathless and very aroused by the time she separated from me.

“Nope. As amazing as that is, and it is amazing, I still want to do something a little more normal and learn something about you. Like what do you do for a living?”

“We don’t get assignments until a half a year after our quickening, which is when we bond to our mates. We don’t go searching for our mates until our twenty fifth summer and before that we are taught in a manner much like public schooling, with some key differences.”

“I shouldn’t ask but I gotta know, what kinda differences?”

“I’m assuming you don’t have a classes on fellatio in public schools.”

I chuckled a bit at that. “No. No we do not.”

“Along with the sexual courses there are a few over stealth and illusions.”

“So you don’t have a job. What do you do for money?”

“Succubi have a clan based society so we are supported by others until we are placed into an appropriate position post quickening.”

“So in six months someones gonna walk up to you and tell you what you’re going to do for the rest of your life.”

“An oversimplification, but you’ve got the gist of it. Keep in mind though that it’s not some strange bureaucrat who’s deciding my job it’s someone who has watched me grow up my entire life and probably understands my likes and predilections almost as well as I do.”

“Oh… I guess that doesn’t sound so bad then. I’ve never really known where my life was going up till now. I went to college because I received a scholarship and it was expected from my parents. I ‘chose’ engineering because I was good at math and science but I’ve never really known what I wanted to pursue as a career. I wouldn’t really mind if knew me well enough to cut through everything and figure out what I’d like to do.”

“That’s good because they choose your job too. I don’t think you quite understand how close we’re going to be from now on. They don’t just choose my job, the choose our job. You think I could stand being away from you nine to five? That’s a laugh. Your mine and I’m yours and we are going to spend our days in beautiful pleasure together, whatever it is we’ll be doing.”

“Now. I believe it’s time to give me my reward. I’ve answered your questions. I stayed PG-13” she scowled in disgust, “for an entire hour now. Let’s fuck.”

God she’s so beautiful. I don’t think I’ll ever get over how vibrant and full of life she is. I still don’t understand why she’d choose a nerdy loner but for now I’m not going to complain. I started to imagine slowly penetrating her as her pussy slowly parted to allow me entrance to her silken depths.

The strange flexing happened in my groin again as my modest seven inch cock slid into the air. “You have been a good girl. Where would you like your reward, mistress.”

Lexi giggled lightly as she pulled me down into her embrace. Our limbs awhirl in a tangle of hedonistic pleasure. After a bout of sensual lovemaking we ate some leftover pizza and went to bed. Entwined in each other I slept, comforted by her presence in my arms.

I awoke with a start as I stared blearily around at my modest apartment. Lexi stirred beneath me as I turned and propped myself up on my side as I reached for my cellphone. A text message from Mom read, Village Inn 12. The part the caused concern was the 11:26 that flashed in contempt as it communicated my tardiness. I tried to flop out of the bed in order to jump in the shower but got my feet tangled in the blankets as well as Lexi.

My elbow slammed into the floor after an impressive display of grace and beauty.

Not.

I rubbed at the smarting appendage as a still gorgeous face peered over the edge of my bed.

“That sounded like it hurt. What”s the rush?”

“Brunch 12:00. Need to get ready.” I hated being late and I knew the smug looks I would get from my sister and mom. I could imagine the conversation. Finally got a girlfriend and you can’t make it out of bed for a twelve o clock brunch. I think we can guess what they were doing.

Plus I just really hated being late.

“Okay. What’s the rush. That clock reads 11:35’ish we have plenty of time.” She gave me a knowing grin. “You forgot didn’t you?”

“Huh?” She derailed my mad dash as I searched for a clean towel.

“Go look in the mirror.”

A little more composed now I went to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. My new features stared back at me, blue eyes flashing wide with panic. My hair was… perfectly fine. I brushed a few strands of it off of my face and it held its position with delicate curls, not a strand out of place. Lexi snuck up behind me and sat her chin on my shoulder. She inhaled deeply as she curled her hands across my stomach. Her flashing cerulean ones meeting my lighter grey blue ones in the mirror.

“Your hair is fine and you smell amazing. Why do we need to hurry again?”

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?”

“Yes. Immensely. The face you make when you panic is very cute.” She leaned closer, bringing her lips next to mine as she pecked at their corners. I turned into her face and our lips met briefly before I pulled away.

“You’ve had your fun. I still haven’t had a chance to buy any new clothes however.”

“Ask and ye shall receive.” Her twisting fingers traced fantom shapes across my flesh.

I looked back at my reflection and found myself wearing a cheerleader uniform. I smile forced itself across my lips, I punched Lexi in the arm.

“Ha ha. Try again.” More tickling sensations.

This time I was presented with a modest blouse and t-shirt combination.

“Better. Let’s go with jeans though. I’m still not comfortable enough to go for the blouse, would you mind giving me some jeans.”

“Fine. Now let’s go or we really will be late.” She grabbed my hand and rushed me out of the door.

My curves were hugged with jeans so tight they looked painted on. I was glad she had decided to go with sneakers instead of any sort of heel which would have probably provided some horribly amusing embarrassment. She pulled me to an ostentatious yet undeniably beautiful audi and hopped into the driver seat.

It wasn’t until I climbing out of the car, upbeat boy band music playing in the background, that I realized that Lexi had slipped something past me. Or more accurately, kept something off of me.

“Hey. Hey…” I hissed at Lexi as she hustled me into the diner.

“Hurry. We don’t want to be late.”

“Give me some… Hi sis.” I pulled her into a hug. Turning into the hug, I made it a sideways embrace at the last moment, still unsure how Lexi’s illusion affected touch.

“Sis this is Lexi, my girlfriend. Lexi this is my sister Wenrey.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too. I hope you’re taking good care of my little brother, he’s a little shy but he has a big heart, take good care of him.”

“Oh, I intend to.” Pulling me into her own hug she trailed her tail up my back.

“And you. We need to talk about how you lured this stunning woman into your clutches.”

“Very funny Wen. Hi Mom. Good to see you.”

“Good to see you honey. Good to see you too Lexi. Still sexy.”

“Good to see you too Amanda. Never change, saucy woman.”

“I don’t intend to. Let’s sit and eat some brunch.”

We all settled in with some small talk, Lexi fielded questions like a veteran shortstop. As they talked I stared at the menu and tried not to focus on the fact that I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I had to force myself not to squirm in my seat. I looked up as my name cut through the haze of concentration.

“How bout it, Syd how’s the internship search going.”

“I haven’t really…” Lexi interrupted me.

“Actually, that’s a bit of a funny story. My mom has a graphic design company and we were looking for someone to come help her with the technical framework. It’s a paid job and Sydney here is just the type of person that she was looking for.”

“Uhhh yeah. What she said.” I said as Lexi shot me a look that demanded my support.

“That’s amazing. Good for you. Don’t you think it’s a little cliche that you’ll be sleeping with your bosses daughter though?”

I laughed at that. “Yeah that is a little cliche. But we play the hand we’re dealt don’t we honey?” I said shooting a look right back at Lexi.

Her eyes narrowed and when the corner of her mouth jerked into a mischievous smirk I knew I was in trouble.

“So Mom, when’s Dad supposed to get back from his travELinG?” My voice hitched as I felt light stroking touches on my crotch.

“Nice. Good to see your still going through puberty pipsqueak.” My sister was less a lady and more a terrifying storm of emotion and sarcasm. I also loved her very much and gave nearly as much as I got.

“He’s not back til Thursday. He said the conference was going well but he looked forward to being home.”

I tried to pay attention as my mom continued talking but the stroking became more and more insistent. I nodded to my mother as she talked about my father”s latest escapades and tried to sneak a hand discretely under the table to stop the assault. Not being able to see was evidently less an impediment to her than it was to me as her tail continued to dart and squirm around my hand, tantalizing my flesh. I realized I was being foolish and instead of trying to grab her tail I simply covered my crotch with my hand. I felt a little damp between my lips but hadn’t yet soaked through the jeans. Ha, thwarted by my impenetrable defense you lusty woman. I turned to Lexi, eyebrow raised in prideful victory when I was met with her smiling visage. Our contest was interrupted by a tiny oriental woman who walked up behind me.

“Hi my name is Helen and I’ll be your server this morning. Can I get everyone started with some drinks?”

I turned to look at Helen as my mother ordered a water. The tail prodded the back of my hand, before ascending my arm and wrapping around my wrist and forearm in a loop.

Man she’s pretty.

Was the first thing I thought when met with Helen’s pretty face framed with inky black locks. As I ordered my own water I turned away from Helen and met Lexi’s knowing look.

That can’t be good.

“Good. Do you folks need a few minutes or are you ready to order now?”

“I think we’re ready now,” answered Lexi as she quirked an eyebrow and I knew I was in trouble. She accompanied her words with a gentle pull from her tail. It was slow but possessed a strength that was beyond my meagre frame. My hand separated from my crotch and her tail started stroking me again. I tried to pinch my thighs together but that did little to stem the stimulation. I picked an entree at random as I tried to figure out a way to avoid getting played with in front of my family. A small part of me was turned on by the taboo nature of her actions, the public and forceful nature of the advances combined into a unique sexual nature I hadn’t experienced before. In short I was having a very hard time stemming the flood of arousal her ministrations were generating.

I got a brief reprieve when she abandoned her assault as she got up to go speak with the waiter about something. I took the time to breath deeply and set lightly trembling hands on the table.

“Sydney. Earth to Syd.” My sister broke me out of my reverie.

“Wha… What’s up?”

“She seems like a… strong woman. Are you happy?”

That stopped me in my tracks.

Am I happy?

All of this stuff had happened so fast I hadn’t had any time to stop and consider my situation. With some quick contemplation I was able to come to a decision.

“Not sure yet. But she keeps me on my toes and I am intrigued with where this is going to turn up.”

“Hey. You two talking about me.”

“Yeah. Syd here was just explaining how he could bag a total hottie like you. It had something to do with blackmail and a homemade video that happened to fall into his possession.”

I sputtered a bit as I choked on the water that the waitress had just set down in front of me.

“Actually, I chose him. He looked so delicious I couldn’t help but stalk him until he succumbed to my feminine wiles.”

“We met in the grocery store and hit it off almost instantly. We had this sort of connection that is hard to explain.”

I steepled my fingers as the conversation washed over me. As she started her ministrations I was once again trapped by the deft stroking of Lexi’s tail. I struggled to keep an even expression. The stroking stopped for a second and I breathed a sigh of relief. Evidently she had plans that did not include being merciful. She fiddled with the top of my jeans and I knew exactly what she had planned. I moved my hand to go stop her when she shifted her hands above the table and grabbed both my hands as she flashed me a warm smile that belied her activity with her tail.

I think she saw the onset of panic in my eyes and her smile grew warmer and she stroked my face possessively. I calmed slightly at this gesture and relaxed into my seat. Her tail had finished peeling away the impediment and sinking into my slit. The heat grew and grew until she achieved her goal and my honey poured out of me. My nostrils flared as I tried to contain the jellification of my muscles. It only took a couple of moments to catch my bearing and when I did I realized I was now sitting in a puddle of my own juices. I did not relish letting that dry to a sticky mess so I excused myself. I walked towards the bathroom to clean myself with some paper towels. Before I could enter the, only kind of applicable, men”s room an arm encircled my shoulder and yanked me into the woman”s room.

“What the fuck Lexi. Give me some warning.”

“Ummm… not Lexi. Hi.” I turned into the blushing face of our waitress Helen.

“Hi. Look I’m not sure what my date told you to do but I’m not going to let her mess with me anymore today.”

“She said you might be suspicious.” Helen was inching closer and closer into my personal space.

“She also said that you would show me a good time and ever since I smelled her perfume I’ve really wanted a good time.” She had me backed against the sink as i ran out of room to retreat. Lexi entered the room and wedged the door with an ingenious application of her thin heels.

I was trying to fend off an obviously charmed Helen as I confronted the rogue succubus.

“What’s the big idea of charming this woman? She’s obviously not in control of herself.”

“Oh honey. Just relax and we’ll make you feel sooooo good.”

“I will not relax. You have no right to take away anyone’s free will like that. I enjoyed the… tail-job… but I kind of gave you implied permission…” She cut me off mid rant with a consuming kiss. Tasting her was as delicious as always as her savory sweetness rolled through my mouth, but it was tinted with a hint of bitterness. I felt lust roll through me as I stumbled into the sink. The only thought on my mind was how horney I was. Lexi had shifted her attentions to Helen who had at some point decided she no longer needed any clothes. I was in no state to argue with her decision as I pulled my jeans down just far enough to allow my erection to spring into existence.

Helen was on all fours, her face held in Lexi’s lap as she waived her quivering pussy in the air. I wasted no time in sinking into her accepting embrace. Her silken folds enveloped me as I started to slowly pump into her. She was moaning loudly in appreciation as I thrust harder and harder into her depths. Eventually our flesh met each other with loud slaps that rang out across the tiles. I leaned forward and pulled Lexi into a desperate kiss amongst her moaning gasps. This continued for awhile until the stalemate was broken as an orgasm rocked through Helen’s body. Her spasms and clenching pussy stroked me to my own release as I pulled out and painted her back with my cum. The fog lifted from my mind as I knelt behind helen gasping. I looked down at the poor woman in shame and I pulled up my pants, careful of my penis, and strode out of the room disgusted with both myself and Lexi. Walking up to my mom and sister, I crafted my excuse.

“Sorry guys. I think I ate some bad turkey last night, it seems to have gotten the better of me so I’m gonna have to excuse myself.”

“That’s too bad.” My sister looked over my shoulder as Lexi pulled up behind me.

“Lexi. It was wonderful to meet you please take good care of Syd for us.”

I slid out of Lexi’s attempted embrace as I headed towards the door so I missed her response. Exiting the building I picked a random direction and just started walking.

Once more I felt like this entire situation was out of control, like a plane that had just lost both engines and was spiraling towards the ground in a deadly spin. It took two blocks for Lexi to catch up to me as she called out.

“Syd…Sydney…Stop Sydney. Let’s talk about this. What’s wrong? Why did you freak out back there?” That one got me to stop.

Does she really have no idea why I was upset?

I turned and advanced on her in the middle of the sidewalk. Unconcerned with the public amphitheatre for the play that was about to commence.

“I can’t believe you. I guess I really haven’t explained to you yet why I’ve been so conflicted. I don’t drink alcohol. You probably didn’t know that, but there it is. I don’t drink alcohol. Do you know why I don’t don’t drink alcohol? Control. I hate being out of control. That fuzzy lightheaded feeling that alcohol gives you is a terrible feeling for me. That’s what you did to me in that bathroom. Stop taking away my choices. Even worse is that you did that to our poor waitress.” As I spoke I advanced on her poking her in the chest, emphasising my points.

“But you wanted it and so did she.”

“I don’t really know that. I feel like a rapist scumbag, I don’t know if that’s accurate or not but that’s how I feel. I always tried to be respectful and conscientious towards women and you took that from me. Fuck! I love you but I don’t know if I even fucking like you. Just give me some space okay. I need some time to think.”

Her brilliant blue eyes hardened and my anger sharpened into a white inferno inside me. Then I noticed her eyes focused on something beyond my shoulder. Then she exploded into motion, a cannonball that brushed by me. I turned, trying to follow her but by the time I had my shoulders shifted the action was already over. What I saw blew away my anger with its intensity.

The scene was seared into my brain with its vividry. She stood over a body like an avenging goddess. The body was dressed like a priest and there was a beaded necklace with a cross that was sitting a fair distance away from the body, sitting in a puddle of ever expanding blood. The necklace was no longer around the man’s neck because said neck was currently in the hands of Lexi, attached to his head. Cradling the head in crimson claws covered in blood Lexi had a fierce snarl attached to her face. Her tail whipped around behind her like a hunting cat and I fought the urge to vomit as the coppery smell invaded my senses. I felt something dripping down my arm and I looked to see arterial blood clinging to my flesh.

It was at this point that I took the only rational action I had taken in the last week.

I took off running.

After a dozen or so wobbling jerky steps with my breasts throwing off my balance before I got into a good rhythm. Then I was flying down the sidewalk, my feet pounding out a desperate pattern into the concrete. I pushed my muscles for all they were worth as I inhaled harsh breaths that burned my throat like battery acid. I made it maybe a mile and a half before I was forced to slow to a jog, I could feel my staccato heartbeat like a drumroll in my temples. During the mad dash I had calmed down a little as I burned off the adrenaline dose that comes from learning that the sexy succubus I was sleeping with was also a murder.

My legs felt like jelly and I was pretty sure that I had just broken my personal best in the mile. Now that I had some breathing room I could feel a very uncomfortable chafing in my crotch.

Note to self do not sprint commando in skinny jeans. I thought about sinking my fingers into myself for a moment and some of the uncomfortable tightness disappeared.

There’s one problem taken care of but what the hell do I do about the others? Where should I go? Could she track me? Was I in danger?

I was getting some strange looks as I ran by the pedestrians. Especially from the men.

Shit. They’re checking me out. That’s new.

Whatever illusion that Lexi placed on me must have faded as I got far enough away from her.

She probably had to dispose of the body. I couldn’t get the sight of the body out of my head. Nor the sticky feeling of the blood running down my arm as it cooled in the air.

“Hey there,” someone called out to me. I saw a flash of brilliant blue and someone had spun me around into their embrace. A pair of fleshy orbs pressed into my back as a familiar scent enveloped me. For a moment I thought it was Lexi who grabbed me, but she didn’t feel the same somehow.

God damnit. Another succubus, just how many of these are there?

“Hi cutie, what’s the hurry? Also, care to tell me why you smell like my wayward daughter?” She whispered into my ear.

“Fuck…”

THE END OF CHAPTER TWO