Story: Succumilf

 

 There comes a time in every parent's life where they must explain things to their sons and daughters as they come of age.The nature of things. Reproduction. The birds, the bees, and then afterwards mutual confusion about how that metaphor came into existence. 'Did a bird fuck a bee?' they might ask. Thus guaranteeing awkwardness between parent and child no matter what angle is taken for the approach.

For Mayoko, she had a pretty decent idea that her son was already pretty darn well versed in most of the stuff he'd need to know about sex. Those born of succubus and incubus tend to have a little bit of a natural understanding of such matters. The trouble she was having was how best to approach this? How do you tell your son that he's part Incubus? That's not something she'd really had to do before. How would he take it? Would he panic? Would he abuse that power and get them both killed?  What topics should she cover?

For the time being she moved to sit on the bed. "Alright, we really need to talk about men and women."

Naturally, this was an easily misunderstood action by her. I mean, if you think about it from the point of view of someone who doesn't know what's going on.

'Oh no,' he thinks. 'My mother is about to tell me about sex. She's going to break out hand puppets. Talk at length about the process of giving birth to me, then spend hours and hours explaining various contraceptive methods.'

If only he knew what was truly on her mind. She was thinking things like, 'Should I teach him the most efficient ways to seduce a woman?  Seduce a man? The positions that work best? Help him work out his game, and tell him when to switch it off?'

If he knew that then he'd be even more afraid of what was to come. For it would be much worse than a boring lecture. His mother - his own mother - was planning to give him an extremely detailed raunchy breakdown of how to sexually satisfy a woman.

Imagine your own mother doing that. No, wait, please come back! You don't have to imagine it. But you see, the mere suggestion of it fills you with revulsion. Most of you. I see you back there nodding along. You're a degenerate, and we love you for it. So long as you stay away from everyone else's mother.

The point is that such a conversation would be like someone had fired an arrow aimed directly at his crotch. A psychological scar that would play havoc with his ability to get aroused, and fully incapable of even instinctually making use of the lessons lest something dreadful happen and the woman he'd seduced transformed into his own mother. How horrible would that be? Outside of those of a specific fetish, such a thing would be... Too horrible to contemplate.

"Kzz, kzz, kzz... that fool thought he had defeated me? With that lowly level of Awesome?!"

"Now dear, I must insist you take this conversation seriously," Mayoko admonished. "Please practise your silly, over the top evil voice later on." She stopped for a moment. "Actually, yes, it might come in handy if you had a good voice for that. You never know when -"

Something shot out of an electrical socket. Probably electricity, though it was a bit hard to tell because by the time it landed at Mayoko's neck, it looked a lot more like a hand. One that was squeezing around her neck, then quickly after attached to a person who looked... Really fucking dumb.

"You!" the stranger hissed. "You're his boss!"

Huh? Boss? Mayoko had a flash of insight. This must have been someone Kenshiro had crossed paths with! A hero in the making must make enemies. Usually villainous. This guy, he fit the bill perfectly.

"M-Mom!" was yelled, and for his trouble a blast of electricity sent the boy flying across the room.

"i'll use you as a hostage to get to him, I'll have that foolish oaf on his hands and knees before he knows what -"

So, you know those stories about mothers lifting up cars to save their child trapped underneath? Well. Mayoko was a decently powerful succubus who just got laid a few hours back and hadn't had any cause to use the acquired energy. And this guy had the sheer <i>fucking</i> audacity to <i>fucking</i> knock her son around the <i>fucking</i> room right in front of Her. <b><i>Fucking.</b></i> Eyes.

Mayoko's eyes were glowing red. Not blood red, nor like hot magma. It was something hotter than magma, yet also darker than shadow.

All of a sudden our villain had the instinct to realize that this was not a good place to be, and that his plan for revenge was about to go very, very awry.

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That was a loud crash coming from next door. Ai had felt a spike of evil intent suddenly erupt nearby, a clear sign of enemy activity. She'd rushed to the door, realised her panties were still around her ankles, then stopped to yank them up back under her skirt, muttered to herself about how stupid that would have made her look.

Then opened the door and saw something amazing.

"How dare you lay a hand on my beloved son!"

That was Ms Yoshifumi, who she had previously only seen briefly as she left to work, standing in her doorway, in a pose that very much suggested that the extremely obvious supervillain wannabe climbing to their feet had been punched quite hard by her.

"Not bad, not bad at all," the villain chuckled. Electricity sparkled around him, confirming for Ai his supernatural nature. "So, you must be the one that taught the wannabe hero how to use that Awesome, is that right? Well! He still has a long way to go before- "

A gorgeous roundhouse kick caught the villan on the side of the head, rendering him quite unconscious. It had been so fast that Ai barely saw it!

Of course, Ai grabbed onto the wrong end of the stick with both hands upon seeing this. She reentered her room quickly to avoid being seen. That made sense. That made quite a lot of sense. It was obvious really. The son of a hero would obviously become a hero too! She must be a vigilante. Or perhaps she was at one point? Retired? Oh, that was close! To think that an enemy would sneak up in an assassination plot to try to kill the hero before he reached his full potential!

Clearly, she must be more vigilant. Also, she must rethink her course of action going forward. This new information, that someone as ordinary seeming as her could be a retired superhero... That could change the perspective on things quite a bit!

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The next morning, Mayoko reflexively smashed her alarm clock into pieces as soon as it dared to do the very thing she'd bought it to do and roused her from her slumber. It had been a while since she'd stretched <i>those</i> muscles, and regardless of how well fed she was Mayoko was a tiny bit out of practice.After mulching that stupid wannabe bad guy she'd pretty much collapsed into bed right away and, do you know it feels like she'd forgotten to do something? She rolled out of bed and knocked on her son's door. "Seji, if I'm up you've got to be as well." No response. She opened up the door and - gone already? He was up early. It was if she was being avoided -

"Oh crap, in the excitement I forgot to tell him about his heritage!" Mayoko groaned. "And that school as well!" Obviously she would have to pull him out of there before he forgot to pull out.  The very last thing she needed right now! Urgh, but it would have to keep until after work now, she had far too much to do, and besides which her true focus should be on Kenshiro.

Yes, Kenshiro. Obviously he had begun his path towards his greater destiny. Which meant she'd have to work quickly to cement herself as his love interest. Heroes tended to attract the opposite sex like flies to honey. She didn't mind a little healthy competition, she'd crush it anyway. Still, the easier this went the better. She'd call him into her office first thing and lay on the charm. She still had some energy left over from last night, which she should be able to put to good use in seducing him.

On the way to the office she lay out the scenario. It was perfect. Sit on the edge of the desk while wearing this dress skirt, to emphasize her professionalism and good looks. Then whammy him with the most potent lust effect she could manage. Hehe, yes. Before she hadn't fed for a while, hadn't flexed her sexual muscles. Now that she'd gotten laid after the first time in <i>far too damned long</i> she'd be in a much better place to seduce him and absolutely nothing would stand in her -

"Hello, I am Kenshiro's new assistant!" said a cute, bright and bubbly girl who bowed repeatedly to Mayoko. "My name is Rei Wan. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Mayoko stared long and hard at this cute girl. For a moment there, she could swear she saw a flicker of binary across her features. "Your name is literally 'Zero One'?" she asked. The girl started back at her with a bright, shining smile. "Okay. Okay. I didn't think that my assistant needed an assistant, but -"

Gah! Those eyes! Too pure, too radiant! That begging, pleading expression!

"Please Miss!" Oh, Rei had called her 'Miss' as if she was a young woman! How refreshing! How delightfully charming! "Kenshiro... I owe him so much, and I want to make it up to him!"

D-Dammit! She couldn't resist any longer! Too cute, too innocent, she couldn't stand to be in this girl's presence when she was like that! "F-Fine, but no flirting in the office!" she warned. That was for Mayoko alone! "Now, where is Kenshiro anyway?"

"Oh, the printer malfunctioned so hard that it came to life and started attacking him. He's taken it to the roof to deal with it away from ordinary people so they don't get hurt."

Ah. Mayoko nodded. Of course. Weird things would start to happen around the hero. You could hardly be a hero without a villain to fight, could you? Wait, hold on why was she standing around here nodding along as if that made sense when she could be exploiting this opportunity to her own advantage! To the roof! Now that cute girls had started to gather around him, this was the best chance she'd likely have to seduce that awesome idiot!