Sunday, 3 May 2020

Story: Succumilf


There's a saying in The Abyss that, roughly translated into English, goes something like "If you want a good time, give a Succubus a little alcohol. If you want the worst time imaginable, give a Succubus a lot of alcohol."

"And then, do you know what the little shit did? Do you know? Do you?"

Her captive audience (the bartender) shook his head while openly staring at her breasts, so she grabbed hold of his ears and forced him to look up. Worth noting that a drunk succubus is all sorts of sloppy with lust magic, which meant that our bartender was now more erect than he'd ever been in his entire life, and had also developed a brand new lifelong fetish for having his ears grabbed by drunken women.

“He said I’m too fuckin’ old for him! That just because I have a kid I’m ‘used goods’! Do I look like used goods to you?”

“"Ma'am, no ma'am!" the bartender whimpered.

“I wish I could use those goods.” Sora muttered to herself.

“How would a human being be used up?” Kenshiro asked in confusion. "So long as you have breath in your lungs and blood in your veins you can achieve your dreams!”

Needless to say but this trio had scared off all the other customers by this point. Not that the bartender was in any position to throw them out for disturbing business, what with the fact that he was so erect you could turn him on his stomach, jump on his back, and use him as a pneumatic drill.

Now, under normal conditions Sora would not be affected by something like the lust emanating off a Succubus. Normally. But, well, she was a bit tipsy too. Which absolutely hammers her resistance to mental manipulation. In a fit or irony the only person present who was of sound mind and body was currently playing pool using only his feet. Yes, that meant he couldn't see the table as he was handstanding around the room. No, this didn't even rank in the top 100 weirdest, most over the top things he'd done in the last hour.

Anyway, the point was that Sora was starting to get a little thirsty for something other than hard liquor. Realistically she knew full well that she should be trying to set up Kenshiro with herself, but... dammit, she had to have a taste of that body first! Which meant that she had to immediately initiate operation seduction and... maybe lead into a nice healthy threesome some point down the line.

"You're a beautiful, charming, intelligent woman," Sora said, placing her hand gently on Mayoko's arm. Oooh, even that felt nice. Almost like she was being slowly charged up with potent lust energy. Which would mean that Mayoko was a succubus, which was - of course - completely impossible because they'd run a background check and she'd been at that company for years, and everyone knows that a succubus doesn't have the kind of patience for that kind of long term planning. So it just meant that this was <i>like</i> having lust energy leeching into her while she was slightly tipsy. "Anyone would be lucky to have you."

She hadn't intended to lick her lips on saying the word 'have', but there are a lot of things people do that they didn't intend to which reveal their true intentions.

"She's not wrong, Miss Mayoko! A charming and hard working woman like you should not be judged so harshly by society, while men like myself can grow older and become 'distinguished'. It is a disgusting double standard that is deeply ingrained into society, and is remarkably difficult to shake. That's not to say men don't <i>also</i> have problems, but they tend to be of a different nature even if they tend to form from similar patriarchal based expectations that many can't hope to live up to."

As he said that Kenshiro managed to expertly strike the white ball with just enough spin and force that it landed on the next table over and knocked all the balls into the pockets in quick succession.

"Thanks," Mayoko groused, turning towards Sora and belching out a boozy, disgusting belch that still, for some reason, left Sora wetter than a sponge that had been left in the sink overnight. "You're a pretty good catch yerself. You got a niiiice boyfriend waiting for you back home?"

As the two women stared into each other's eyes and blatantly, drunkenly, flirted a young woman rushed into the bar with a panic stricken expression. She was then followed by two gentlemen wearing thick glasses, a white button up shirt and dark trousers like you'd see from an average office worker. They also looked like they'd been fed on nothing but steroids since the day they were born. The kind of guys who look at the guys who ask if you even lift, bro, and then proceed to bench press them while they are lifting those supposedly impressive weights. Needless to say, but their attire and their body types were a little incongruent to certain stereotypes. They even had a row of freshly sharpened number two pencils in their breast pockets, and a pocket calculator strapped to their waists.

"Give it up, Miss!" one of these new arrivals said. "You cannot escape."

"I'll - I'll never give you the code!" the woman protested.

"I don't have a boyfriend actually, still in the market," Sora said, ignoring the weird stuff going on behind her. "At this point I'm considering... branching out a little."

"Hurk!" the bartender said on realising what was happening right in front of him. He then collapsed with a smile on his face... But the next morning he'd experience the erectile equivalent of a hangover. Which makes a regular version of a hangover feel like you're on a morphine drip by comparison, because it hits both heads at once. Too much endorphin in one, too much blood in the other. This is why nobody smart tries to get a succubus plastered.

Meanwhile, Kenshiro had performed a triple backflip to land in front of the scared young woman and brandished his cue as if it was a bow staff. "You got a lot of balls for a man who makes women cry!”

"Sir, it would be best if you did not involve yourself in matters that did not concern you," one of the buff men said. He put his hand on Kenshiro's shoulder. "Step aside, before something terrible happens."

"You know, I used to fool around with women a bunch when I was younger," Mayoko admitted, looking Sora over a little more seriously now. "If I'm going to get back into the dating game, I should maybe... practise a little."

"Hrm, practise does make perfect," Sora said. She hiccuped a little. Oh! That actually added to her cuteness, didn't it? "How about we practise a little at my place?"

"Gurk!" the bartender yelped, thrusting his hips up and thoroughly ruining his trousers and underwear in the process.

Meanwhile the two buff men were on their hands and knees before Kenshiro, who was now riding a baby elephant alongside the mysterious young woman. He threw his cue down to the nearest pool table, and the impact made all the balls jump out of the pockets back to where they had come from. Yes, this was one of those tables you see in a bar where you have to pay to play a game, meaning the balls should have been locked away, but if that's the part you're focused on I return you to the baby fucking elephant that he somehow got in through the door within, like, thirty seconds.

"His... his Awesome level!" one of the grunts, ahem, grunted. "I've only seen one higher."

"The boss!" the other replied breathlessly. "Hehehe... Listen punk! You think you're hot shit, but our boss has an Awesome level ten times yours easily! He'd have been standing split legged on the backs of two baby elephants, which would have been juggling a lion between them. On a day he was sick with the flu! You ain't nothing compared to him!"

"You know what, that sounds like a fucking fantastic idea," Mayoko said. She tentatively leaned in and pecked Sora on the lips. Shit. Shiiiit, that was good! It had only been a second but it felt like somebody had made a sweet tasting silk and rubbed it across her face. “It’s been 500 years by human reckoning since I last had lesbian sex but hey, let’s see if I’ve still got it!”

Boy it sure was a good thing Sora was just drunk enough to not process that sentence properly. Otherwise things would have turned really messy around these parts, especially since Kenshiro had just left the bar to head out on his first arc.

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Until she had reawakened as a succubus, Mayoko had been rather career minded. Which didn't leave her much time to get some action. As such, old instincts were being aroused as Sora opened the door to her hotel room - yeah, the decision to do this at 'her place' was clearly down to the alcohol - and she was kissing that girl like a woman possessed.

Fuuuuck, she'd needed this. She was so damned rusty it was no wonder she couldn't seduce that hero! Practise was exactly what the doctor ordered. Put a little bit of muscle memory into it, shake off the cobwebs and then she'd remember how to have that dummy drooling over her with the snap of her fingers.

Let's see now. One of the most basic spells was 'the ability to see the most efficient way to make someone naked without using magic'. So she cast that on herself, and had her clothes on the floor in seconds. Now, it might be the alcohol making her think this, but the look on Sora's face was practically letting out a wolf whistle and a 'damn, girl'!

"Damn, girl!' Sora said, then whistled. "Body like that, how can anyone call you used up? You still got a full tank."

Alright, that was easy. Just to be sure she did the same thing to Sora, leaving her gasping and turning around in shock at how quickly she was stripped bare. "Woah!" she said. "Wow, you are hard up. Come on, let's get you to bed so I can rock your world."

"Sounds good to me." Mayoko bit her lip. Ooh, she needed this, she needed this super bad. Although... Huh. Looking at the base of Sora's spine, there was a weird mark. It sort of looked like... A Grail with a sun and moon over it? Yeah it had that sort of Magic Cup look. Kickass.

Sayo licked her lips, then knelt on her bed and made a come hither gesture with her hands. "Come along now," Sora said. "It's our destiny to fuck each other stupid."

Ah... no, what was she thinking? It was a coincidence, surely. I mean, yes, it's true that members of The Order all had magically concealed tattoos, and she'd be reflexively able to see through them, but... come on. Someone like Sora? A member of The Order? Pull the other one. A member of The Order wouldn't go out to get hammered and then have an affair with a succubus, they'd sense the extremely obvious lust energy and go for the jugular.

Or she might be thinking that because she was feeling a strong compulsion to bury Sora's face in her thighs. And keep her there until she had to come up for air. Which sounded like a really fun way to start of their ni~ight, now that she was thinking about it...

"Ohhh yeah Sora," the succubus moaned as she ground her pussy into Sora's face. "I thought I was thirsty, but the way your tongue's working I'd think you were in danger of dehydrating."

Sora somehow pulled her head out enough to say "You might be dehydrated if your pussy keeps on being this wet." Then she smooched Mayoko's clit. As in, with pinpoint precision. Fuck me! "I have forseen it. I have ordained it."

And now we have the special privilege of watching two supernatural beings use their innate abilities to sexually satisfy the other, while being in complete denial that the other was in fact that specific kind of supernatural being. Granted, the succubus was a little out of experience and Sora's divination magic wasn't... the best. Still! Mayoko had a preternatural awareness of what would make Sora feel good, while Sora had a decent sense of how to push the future in such a way that Mayoko would feel good. In a sense it had become an unknowing contest of these two powers, which of them could sexually satisfy the other more?

At some point the two of them had moved from cunnilingus to outright furiously scissoring on the bed, grabbing onto one another's feet for support and to have that little bit of extra leverage. In their throes of passion one of them managed to strike the remote control for the television, which of course came on.

<i>"This just in on Conveniently Timed News, for all your immaculately timed broadcasting needs, a stampede of baby elephants surprised the city earlier tonight, following a confrontation between a local gang leader and an IT expert. Witnesses state that the IT expert was carrying a pool cue, and had a shellshocked young girl apparently made of computer code with him when the gang leader, and I quote 'wrecked his shit so hard he'll need to train to become stronger'. Two other witnesses apparently collapsed from what they later described as 'the most awesome display of awesome I've ever beheld,' while a last witness simply said 'It was weird, in the middle of the fight the gang leader randomly started explaining Awesomeness as though it was a power system you'd see in an anime. I didn't quite get it though, it felt like this fight was a little too simple to explain it properly, so hopefully their rematch will go into it in more detail.' That is all we have for now, but we'll update as new reports come in."</i>


  1. Let the lesbian sex scene continue!
  2. Meanwhile, the Math lesson continues.
  3. So, how are things the next morning?
  4. Kenshiro begins his training montage, to increase his Awesome level. Which, for some reason, he understands the rules of fully but we will never ever ever see a full explanation for.
  5. Something else.


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