:The Succubus Fantasies:
You're done. You've completed her tests. It's time to return to the succubus.
Without having to call her, the corridor dissolves. None of this was real, although it felt real - very real. Your cock feels wholly satisfied by something - it's definitely had a good time.
As the corridor walls blur out, the definition of the red rooms forms around you. There's the chair, the lamp, the curtains and drapes. And sitting in the chair - there she is. An amused expression on her face. Eyebrows slightly arched. Quizzical.
"Well, well. Who's a greedy boy? Don't get me wrong. You're exactly what I need. That hunger I can see in your eyes is just right for me. And don't worry, you'll get your rewards. See?"
Something is happening to you. Well not you. Once again, the action is happening to your ever active penis. It's feeling tighter in your pants. Growing. But not just becoming errect, but actually growing. Lengthening. Thickening.
The succubus stands up, steps to you and with a deft movement, unbuttons your trousers, reaches in and pulls out your new appendage. As she does so you can tell not only has it changed shape, but the sensations have increased. The pleasure is instant, and it's wired straight into our skull. You exhale with an audible groan.
At the same time as the pleasure is flooding your brain, the succubus is tilting her head back. She's feeding of your feeling of sexual satisfaction. This is the source of her power. As far as you're concerned it's very much a win-win situation. She can feed as much as she likes.
She lets go of your cock and it drops down, thick an anaconda. The tip now just grazing the floor. It's starting to fill, draining the blood from your body to pump up it's new dimensions. You feel light headed and put a hand out to steady yourself. The succubus laughs, steps up and pushes firmly on your chest. You fall back onto a firm cushioned sofa. The succubus claps twice and from somewhere there comes the sound of trotting feet. A strange creature comes in. It's the size of a dog, but with a long, almost ant-eaterish shaped head, ending in a flacid tubular muzzle. You can already guess what's going to happen here. You're too weak to challenge any of this. It feels as if your cock has drained all the strength from your body and is now the dominant force of you. Have you just become a appendage to your cock, not the other way around?
The creature sniffs the air with it's long snout and makes a beeline for you. It snuffles up to you feet and immediately starts to sniff your cock. It's long snout suck on to the length of you penis and releases, leaving small circular red suction marks along your shaft. You start to wonder if it's playing with its food. Sure enough it reaches the head and latches on to the tip and sucks.
At first it's small tubular appendange is sucking only a small part of your enlarged, throbbing tip, an area around the urethra, but the more it sucks, the more your head is being pulled into its tube, which elastically expands to encompass your girth. This is not your thing: animals. But your body is flooding your brain with chemicals telling you that you want this to carry on. And the creature is showing no sign of letting up. Your erection begins to stiffen, and as your length shifts, the creature just adjusts it's stance to stay on target. The suckling continues. You look up and the succubus is still standing there, watching you. You are debased and helpless and she is enjoying it. She is also feeding from this situation. Your mouth is slightly open and you worry that you're beginning to drool. The creature carries on regardless - more fervently if anything. You think maybe a little precum is beginning to leak and that just makes the creature hike up its efforts.
And then it happens. A slither of tongue begins licking around your urethra. The whole nozzle of the creature is tight around the head of your penis, locked onto the bell that pulses with the sensations. The tongue probes, sending little of jolts of something on the knife edge pleasure and pain.
Without having to call her, the corridor dissolves. None of this was real, although it felt real - very real. Your cock feels wholly satisfied by something - it's definitely had a good time.
As the corridor walls blur out, the definition of the red rooms forms around you. There's the chair, the lamp, the curtains and drapes. And sitting in the chair - there she is. An amused expression on her face. Eyebrows slightly arched. Quizzical.
"Well, well. Who's a greedy boy? Don't get me wrong. You're exactly what I need. That hunger I can see in your eyes is just right for me. And don't worry, you'll get your rewards. See?"
Something is happening to you. Well not you. Once again, the action is happening to your ever active penis. It's feeling tighter in your pants. Growing. But not just becoming errect, but actually growing. Lengthening. Thickening.
The succubus stands up, steps to you and with a deft movement, unbuttons your trousers, reaches in and pulls out your new appendage. As she does so you can tell not only has it changed shape, but the sensations have increased. The pleasure is instant, and it's wired straight into our skull. You exhale with an audible groan.
At the same time as the pleasure is flooding your brain, the succubus is tilting her head back. She's feeding of your feeling of sexual satisfaction. This is the source of her power. As far as you're concerned it's very much a win-win situation. She can feed as much as she likes.
She lets go of your cock and it drops down, thick an anaconda. The tip now just grazing the floor. It's starting to fill, draining the blood from your body to pump up it's new dimensions. You feel light headed and put a hand out to steady yourself. The succubus laughs, steps up and pushes firmly on your chest. You fall back onto a firm cushioned sofa. The succubus claps twice and from somewhere there comes the sound of trotting feet. A strange creature comes in. It's the size of a dog, but with a long, almost ant-eaterish shaped head, ending in a flacid tubular muzzle. You can already guess what's going to happen here. You're too weak to challenge any of this. It feels as if your cock has drained all the strength from your body and is now the dominant force of you. Have you just become a appendage to your cock, not the other way around?
The creature sniffs the air with it's long snout and makes a beeline for you. It snuffles up to you feet and immediately starts to sniff your cock. It's long snout suck on to the length of you penis and releases, leaving small circular red suction marks along your shaft. You start to wonder if it's playing with its food. Sure enough it reaches the head and latches on to the tip and sucks.
At first it's small tubular appendange is sucking only a small part of your enlarged, throbbing tip, an area around the urethra, but the more it sucks, the more your head is being pulled into its tube, which elastically expands to encompass your girth. This is not your thing: animals. But your body is flooding your brain with chemicals telling you that you want this to carry on. And the creature is showing no sign of letting up. Your erection begins to stiffen, and as your length shifts, the creature just adjusts it's stance to stay on target. The suckling continues. You look up and the succubus is still standing there, watching you. You are debased and helpless and she is enjoying it. She is also feeding from this situation. Your mouth is slightly open and you worry that you're beginning to drool. The creature carries on regardless - more fervently if anything. You think maybe a little precum is beginning to leak and that just makes the creature hike up its efforts.
And then it happens. A slither of tongue begins licking around your urethra. The whole nozzle of the creature is tight around the head of your penis, locked onto the bell that pulses with the sensations. The tongue probes, sending little of jolts of something on the knife edge pleasure and pain.
