Succubust

An interactive succubus fantasy where ''you'' decide the story. Charm your succubus into a cute girlfriend, dominate them into a slutty sexpet, or submit to their control. During the story, you will be presented with 3 different choices: 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) A dominating choice 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM]) A romantic choice 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) A submissive choice Your choices will drastically redirect the story, changing everything from the succubus's personality to physicality, and ultimately deciding what kind of intimacy is shared at the end. [[Commence the ritual]]

You're forced to jerk your head away as the ritual circle explodes with smoke that fills the air and causes your eyes to sting. It’s sweet and thick, and you cough as it threatens to fill your lungs. As you clear your lungs, the smoke dissipates. Lying facedown in the circle of black wax dripped onto the hardwood floor is a someone, or something, wrapped in a long black shawl. The shawl obscures everything more than the semblance of curves on a slender frame. 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Grab your knife]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM]) [[Grab the daemononicon on the shelf]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Slowly approach with hands open in surrender]] (set: $DOMValue to 0) (set: $ROMValue to 0) (set: $SUBValue to 0)

You watch the form stir ever so slightly, and reach over for the knife kept an arms length away. Unsure what temperment the summoned creature will have, you decide to press the advantage and quickly step forward, holding the knife against the pale, slender neck. This close, it's impossible to mistake her beauty. Pale face, slightly rosey cheeks, reddish-pink lips, defined cheek bones. She looks peaceful with her eyes closed, and your eyes drift to the pair of shiny black horns peeking from between her blonde hair. With a gasp, her eyes flash open, wide and startled, darting around the attic and the magic supplies strewn about before settling onto you. Her thinly trimmed brows furrow, and her silky, highly pitched voice screeches. "Against my will... this horrid world? How dare-" [[Press the knife harder.]]

You grab the heavy tome from the shelf and frantically comb through its dusty pages. Where is it... where is... there! //Succubus; female daemon of sexual prowess. Limited accounts from living victims as to their full methods and abilities.// The hardwood creaks behind you, and you look up from the latin text as the form slowly rises to their feet, until she stands an inch or two shorter than you. She turns to look around the attic and you see her face- pale, with sparkling eyes and ruby lips. She stands there confused, lingering on the dusty magical supplies scattered around, and you notice a little pair of shiny black horns peeking from her reddish-auburn hair. She sees you and her thin brow furrows in anger, her red lips part. “Against my will... to this horrid world. How dare-" [[Read the latin text.]]

As you get close, the form leaps nimbly to her feet. The daemon turns to you, eyes glinting in anger amd sharp teeth barred, scanning around the room. Though her visage was terrifying, her beauty was undeniable- flawless pale skin, dark features, high cheekbones, and your eyes drift up to the pair of shiny black horns peeking from between raven-colored hair. She rises to her feet, taller than you would have guessed- at least 4-6 inches taller than you. In horror, you watch her gaze turn to you, her dark brow furrow in anger, her black lips part. “Against my will... to this horrid world? How dare you summon me, pathetic magic-dwabbler. You’re messing...“ [[take a step back.]]

"Explain ''what'', exactly?" Her tone was cold and absolute. "Explain that you ''weren’t'' trying to summon a sex daemon? That you aren’t using magic to irresponsibly play out some sick fantasy?" A little softer, with a coy smile, “You aren't very convincing, hun. The lust's pooling in those eyes, practically dripping out. The sweat on your brow isn’t helping either.” You wipe your eyes as you realize how obscured your vision’s been by the beads trickling down. Though anything specific is obscured under the daemons black shawl, your feel heart skip a beat at the two heaving masses on her chest, the space between a small chasm. Were her shawl stretched tight, you could bet her chest stuck out nearly 6 inches. You aren’t sure if she noticed you looking, but all the same a small smile forms at the corners of her lips. "Tell me then, little human thing- ''explain''. What then, if not me, were you summoning?" 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Honestly, I’ve just been bored since my ex took the dog. Was hoping imps made good pets.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[To be honest… I’ve been bored. Thought an imp might be good conversation.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[I was summoning something powerful. I have an opponent at the Arkham university I need to intimidate.]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

Her expression turns confused, and you can’t help noticing how cute and innocent the look comes off despite the horns. "You mean... you didn’t mean to summon me? A young man... in his attic... and you ''didn't'' mean to summon a server of seduction?" “Believe it or not... total accident.” You let out an awkward laugh and sheepishly scratch the back of your head. Perhaps recognizing your honesty, the daemon takes a few cautious steps forward. “But then... if not me... then what, exactly, were you summoning?" [[Hold your ground.]]

You can tell she's taken aback, unsure of what to make of the young man asserting himself. Her eyes widen before being replaced with the same bratty sneer, and the forked tips of her serpent tongue flick from her mouth. She’s not having it. "Typical human brashness." She turns to study the hardwood floor. "You put some wax and on the floor and '''poof''', your perfect prize appear-eth." 'Clop, clop, clop!' Her steps ring as she marches towards you, "well it doesn’t work like that!", every word punctuated with her finger jabbing at your chest. [[Grab the finger.]]

“A bully, you mean?” Her eyes danced with cruel and mocking light. “You wanted to summon a big baddy to beat up your bully- Is that it? Oh dear.” Without waiting for your response, she lets out a short laugh and continues to grin wickedly at you. Still on your knees, your gaze dips to the floor, and you feel the redness on your face. “No- an opponent! He's a year ahead of me at Arcane- it’s not my fault we aren’t evenly matched-“ "Dear, dear dear..." she tut-tut-tutted, as if she couldn’t even hear you. You wipe your brow again, more frustrated for showing embarrassment than feeling it, when you feel a cold touch on your chin. [["I don't think you should...]] (set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

The seductress rolled her eyes. “Please- that’s about as good a conversation as having your cock stuck in a kitchen sink.” While you process the thought, you'd swear her eyes dip below your belt for a fraction of a second, and the tip of her forked tongue peek for the briefest taste. “Why not spend the time with your girlfriend- or boyfriend. Either way, this bed seems sturdy enough.” She leans over to the corner where bed is and, while you wonder at the view from behind, she gives the metal frame a good shake before jumping on the matress. “My girlfriend...” You say slowly, thoughtfully. You absentmindedly approach the bed. "She actually hated this room- said the books were dusty." "Hated? Like, past tense?" [[“We actually broke up fairly recently, still a little fresh. ]] (set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

You hesitate before shrugging, deciding there's no point in hiding the truth. You see hellfire rage in her almond eyes. "You summoned ''ME'', ''to be A PET?!?''" You roll your eyes. "Calm down- for the 10th time, I was trying for an imp! Why would I want you- all you’ve done is yell and kick me!" She pauses, and her expression softens. A finger absentmindedly twists a lock of her bouncy blonde hair. You’re still only an arms length from each other, and she leans to stroke a hand against your chest. “Oh no. My little feet hurt your chest? It was an accident... promise. I didn’t know you were in the mood for knife-play... at least, I didn’t know yet.” You can’t tell if she’s mocking you- if she is, she's very good- so thickly sweet was her tone, working it’s way into your softest spots. [[Look out of the corner of your eye]]

You walk over to one of your many bookshelves and find three quills, each in a small pot of ink. 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[The hawk quill you stole. Its thick stem only allows for bold penmanship.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Your raven quill from high school- a gift for the top of the class. It’s a good size, reliable.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[You ex-girlfriends quill- it’s slender and pink, with light purple flecks throughout.]]

You walk back to the bed and see a long parchment's been laid out on the bed. Its densely written in a thick, black font that gets harder to read the further you follow it down, stopping above a blank line at the bottom where ‘Master’s Signature’ is printed. "Sign this and I’m ''TECHNICALLY'' yours for the day- meaning no more attmpts on your life, yaddah yaddah yaddah, and after which I'll head back to-" She notices the quill for the first time. “Why so big? Looks impractical... luckily magic parchment can’t rip, it just stretches under pressure.” You glance at the document, trying to follow the small-printed legal language until your head aches. You point the large quill at her. "If this is a trick, you’re going to be wearing those cuffs a lot longer." She sighs in mock distress, “and now I almost wish it were a trick,” before giggling evilly. Against your better judgement, you lean forward and sign your name. (Input what you wish your name to be. It can be anything at all.) (input-box:2bind $playerName,"=XX=") [[Sign boldly]](set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

You return with the black quill and the daemon immediately notices it. "I knew a human once with a quill just like that one! They do the job well- though you need a steady hand for sure." You see a long parchment's been laid out on the bed. Its densely written in a thick, black font that gets harder to read the further you follow it down, stopping above a blank line at the bottom where ‘Patron Signature’ is printed. "Patron?" You ask. "Oh that- outdated wording. Used to be that sex daemons were hired out by the galldaemoc masters of the deephells- they wanted money, power- anything valuable sex could buy, which is everything. But succubi were released decades ago when the deephells shattered, and now we get to choose our ‘patrons’, as it were." She let out a shy giggle, and begins to rock side to side again. You study the long page, but the daemon is sitting just close enough that the curve of her hips enters your frame of view. The fabric is tight enough that you can see a lot as she rocks back and forth, and the rhythmic motion impedes any chance you might have to read through the document. Against your better judgement, you lean forward and sign. (Input what you wish your name to be. It can be anything at all.) (input-box:2bind $playerName,"=XX=") [[Sign precisely]](set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

As you return with the pink quill, the daemon raises a brow, but doesn’t say a word. She brushes a pinky across her lips in thought. You see a long parchment's been laid out on the bed. Its densely written in a thick, black font that gets harder to read the further you follow it down, stopping above a blank line at the bottom where ‘Vassal's Signature’ is printed. "This is all quite standard procedure. Just take that pretty little quill of yours and sign along the bottom, and I’ll do the same." Before leaning over to sign, you take another look at the daemon you've inadvertently brought to your room, perched at the edge of your bed. She takes notice and meets your gaze with a slightly expectant, almost stern look. Her finger pitter patter atop her thigh, and after staring a few moments longer than you’ve probably meant to, she turns away in a slight huff. "Cmon now, you’ll make me blush. Anymore and I’ll have to adjust under this thing." Unsure what she means, you finally turn to sign the document. (Input what you wish your name to be. It can be anything at all.) (input-box:2bind $playerName,"=XX=") [[Sign neatly]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

She turns to you, annoyance barely masking the light in her eyes. "Uhm, presumptuous much? I don’t take orders from little humans playing with little knives. And even ''if'' you caught my eye," her head tilts, "You ''and'' that bed would break far too quickly." You cock an eyebrow, and decide not to touch the subject. "I’m sending you back. But first, I’m not letting you run around finding weapons. Go grab the handcuffs under the bed." A blip of surprise lit up her face, "oh ''you'' are not good news, no no no. No wonder your girlfriend left you, all sorts of nastyness up there." You point at the bed, and she scowls before trotting over, bending over to stick her head under the frame. The sound of searching continues for only a moment before you hear, "Uhm, guy? Could you come over here?" [[Walk over to the bed.]]

"Hm," she looked around the room, "well it ''is'' kind of dusty but... I like big readers... tells me you got a big brain. I’m not one of those hell-whores that wakes every morning begging for my holes to get filled with the first guy I can grab- I like to work up to it, and big brains are good at flirting.” She spoke so matter-of-factly, and you can't help but wonder what kind of mornings she's had before. "Right..." you respond, "that sounds exhausting. Glad you aren't like that- we'd break this bed before the fun even starts.” She let out a little laugh, and her hands grip the sheets while swaying playfully from side to side. "Oh, I don’t know about that. I’m testing thes waters and they seem sturdy enough." She pats beside her, clearly motioning for you to join her. You sit. [["Too close?"]]

“Chin up, dear.” The cold hand pushes up your chin, and you find yourself kneeeled down staring into amber yellow eyes with flecks of red. Their hypnotic nature was a blessing, since it helped keep your gaze from dipping down to her massive chest. Leaned over you, the fabric is forced to be pulled down just enough to show a deep shadow of smooth cleavage, like a silken valley emerging from the top of the shawl. "I’ve no doubt you aren’t evenly matched against this ''big'', ''bad'' ''bully''. How quickly you fell to your knees- doesn’t really say 'fighter', does it? I don’t need to slip your trousers off to guess he easily out-sizes you too." You gasp in surprise, and catch a taste of her scent- a deep, mulled sort of aroma with hints of lavender- daring to suggest cologne as much as perfume, but too light to tell. "I’ll tell you what ''little'' ''thing''... to my own surprise, I think can actually help you. Go find a quill somewhere- something to write with." [[Go grab a quill.]]

You can practically hear her eyes roll from under the bed. "Ughhhhh fiiiiiine, big strong human- will you ''PLEEEEEAAASE'' help my stupid-ass get untangled. Then you can lock me up and ''DEFINITELY'' stop fantasizing about grabbing me and-" “Eerrr!” The ugly creaking of the bed being lifting, and the sucubbus crawls out, the cuffs already slapped onto one wrist. You set the bed down, and she jumps gleefully onto it and bounces one... two... three times before locking the other cuff end to the bed frame, turning to you with wide eyes for mocking approval. You shrug. "Least you can’t kill me now." Her smile turned wicked, saying ‘oh can’t I?’ “So... you want a pet, and I want out of this dirty attic... grab a quill. I think I’ve got an idea.” [[Go grab a quill.]]

"No... that's perfect. Nice and cozy." Directly beside her, you are met with an alluring scent, something that wasn’t too flowery, but conjured a garden picnic on a warm summer night. You turn to her and see, scattered like so many stars, soft freckles that tease up the daemons cheeks and disappeared into her sikly hair. You wonder if you’re being too obvious, but looking into her eyes, you see she’s studying your face too. You feel tempted, a cauldron of confidence beginning to bubble over. Just before spilling, she speaks, just above a whisper. “I’m sorry... about your girlfriend. Maybe... maybe we could arrange something? Something that could help us both? Here- could you go grab a quill, please?” [[Go grab a quill.]]

With a flourish, she dips the end of her long tail into the ink pot and signs as well. With a crackle, the contract disappears in a puff of smoke. "There, it’s settled. You take me out for dinner, and then I can go home." "Dinner... what, was that in the contract." "''YES.'' Pets have to ''EAT'', oh great and powerful master." She's having a little too much fun laying it on thick. "And though I’m thin as mints, I need dining too." Your annoyance can’t win against the way she bites her lower lip, eyes wide and mocking, pleading for help filling her belly. [["Fine. But I’m not taking you out until you're wearing something that won’t embarrass me."]]

With a flourish, she dips the end of a shiny red fingernail into the ink pot and signs as well. With a crackle, the contract disappears in a puff of smoke. "Goody good!" She grins excitedly before being slight embarrased, her eyes sheepishly dipping to the floor. "Now- are you ready for dinner, $playerName? I hope you have somewhere nice planned- I’m starving." "Uhm, dinner? Was that part of the..?" "Yes, the contract. Thought you were the studious type cutie- didn’t feel like reading?" "Well I... just a bit distracted, I suppose." "Oh?" Her sly smile re-emerges for a moment, and she absentmindedly adjusts the black shawl, momentarily stretching the fabric and better showing the definition of her perky breasts. "I can’t imagine why I might be a better read." "You should give me an idea of what to wear. I don’t know the place, so I don’t really know the protocol." 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Something that’s a tight fit. Put your hair in a ponytail, and wear a black choker with a little bell on it. ]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Wear a fun dress- something light and billowy that pairs well with red lipstick]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Wear a black cocktail dress with heels.]]

With a flourish, she dips the end of a shiny black fingernail into the ink pot and signs as well. With a crackle, the contract disappears in a puff of smoke. "There, it’s settled. I’ll take care of your bully, and all you need to do is take me to dinner." "...what? Was that part of the contract?" "Didnt read it then? Too busy ogling your new '''protector'''? Well don’t worry, there isn’t ''too'' much else you missed." "I need to get dressed- so you think of a nice spot to take me and give me an idea of what I should wear." 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Something that’s a tight fit. Put your hair in a ponytail, and wear a black choker with a little bell on it. ]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Wear a fun dress- something light and billowy that pairs well with red lipstick]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Wear a black cocktail dress with heels.]]

"I see... something mature. Something to spur some jealous from others? I can work with that... now go along, shoo." You find yourself ushered from the room, the attic door slamming behind you. You stand there for a time, bewildered by the sudden turn of events. Even with an ear to the door, you can’t hear anything from inside. While you silently debate looking through the keyhole, you hear steps behind you. "Don’t come up!" You anxiously call down the staircase. The steps slow a bit, and one of your roommates'- Jacob’s- head peeks around the corner. “Hey man- what’s going on? Thought I heard talking?” [["Uhh, no."]]

You find yourself sitting across from the lovely daemon at one of the nicest restaurants in town. Nothing this nice is close to the university, and it had been a bit of a drive. It’s late enough that there’s more empty seats than filled ones, but the atmosphere sparks all the same in the glow of candle lighting that drips ease and romance. The daemon is gorgeous in her slim black dress that leave her steady shoulder and firm arms exposed. Her hair has been done up, and the color matching her striking dark eyeliner perfectly. What you can’t pull your eyes away from (which the waiter had struggled with as well) is the generous cut the black dress features at the neckline, traveling dangerously far down the front while still leaving an abundance to the imagination. In her dress the daemon looks suggestive, but sharp- a young soccer mom whose natural beauty has grown with the passing years, able to pull off any look she sets her mind to. You notice her studying you quizzically. [[Look away.]]

"Hmm... something fun... sounds ''perfect'' for a first date. Well then, turn around! This will only take a second..." You turn around and it’s only moment before you hear the shawl drop to the floor, two steps as the daemon stepps out of the discarded fabric. As you force yourself to look away, you see your full-body mirror out of the corner of your eye, and your gaze flits to it in a brief moment of weakness. You see that the female daemon is turned so you stand back to back. Her hair is completely down, the curls falling just below her shoulders, somewhere between long and short. Her skin is pale and smooth, the hourglass form you guessed now obvious even in the dim attic light. As she raises an arm to fit place an earring, her breasts are large and perky enough to be seen spilling over from behind. [[Force yourself to turn away.]]

You find yourself sitting across from the charming daemon in a small diner just blocks away from your university. It’s late enough that there’s only a dozen or so customers left, but the atmosphere is nice, the 50’s jazz mumbling through speakers setting a scene of ease and romance. The daemon looks breathtaking without that black shawl. She must be close to your age, and could almost fit in with the students here. Her short summer dress ends just above her knees and highlights her hourglass frame well.Thinly framed glasses perch on her cute and slightly round nose. As you had walked behind her to your window seats, you found yourself spellbound by the succubuses skirts swaying back and forth, at times flying dangerously high. And in an instant, you'd seen a flash of her thong’s bright color, and bubbly ass cheek, just as curvaceous as in the mirror. "-don't you think, $playerName? ...$playerName?" [[Snap to the present.]]

She let out a groan at the request, the lines between mocking, sarcasm, and genuine annoyance too blurred for you to guess. She gets up and walks to the other end of the room. "And I’m guessing you don’t have anything my size, right? Whatever... I can change here- just... don’t look, I guess. Since I haven’t... 'earned your control', or whatever." She kind of trails off, clearly unused to things going like this for her. You turn your back and face the 3 curtained windows along the wall. Behind you, you hear the black shawl hit the floor, and 2 little steps as she steps free of the fabric. She hums a little tune, and with a thought, you walk towards the windows. "Hey, you enjoy being desired, right?" "...of course. Men and women alike spend their days lusting after me. And I mean, can you blame-" [[Open the curtains.]]

You find yourself sitting across from the savory daemon at the fast food joint just up the street. Its low prices means it’s a big attraction for the university students, but at this late hour there’s only a dozen other seats filled. The daemon looks admittedly stunning out of her shawl. Every inch smooth and silky, her long legs ending with stunning black and red heels that still refuse her to stand taller than your chin. Her stretched black tube-top doesn't hide her flat stomach, or her pierced belly button. Her chest is perfectly perky, small and juicy like 2 balls of strawberry mochi. Her cute ass is just as bubbly- tightly tucked into a pair of white-washed skinny jeans. As you had walked behind her to your window seats, under the sway of her ponytail, you watched the string outline of her bra under the tight top, looking thin enough to snap under any pressure. You have the twisted thought that, with a hand gripping the black choker, and the other around the bra strap, she might listen long enough to- "You dreaming up something assfat?" [[Snap back to the present.]]

"$daemonName? Hmm... I think that works. Yes, I think $daemonName will suit me perfectly. Does that name mean anything to you, $playerName?" Your eyes dart away for a moment. "Uhm... it’s embarrassing, I guess, but I could have sworn the name you wrote, $daemonName- it's actually my ex’s name." "Your ex... like ex-girlfriend? Goodness." The cute daemon sits in thought. "Well, things weren’t great with the other $daemonName, right? Maybe this is the chance for you and a $daemonName to find some closure. Or maybe some ‘opening’, is more appropriate." She giggles at her own dumb joke. [["Have we had a chance to look at the menu?"]]

"$daemonName, what- is that your idea of a name?!" She shakes her head in protest, and the bell attached to her black choker rings. She grabs it. "And ''THIS'' thing- I'm like a... a toy. Like a park attraction, waiting to be ridden on." "And how does that make you feel, $daemonName?" Calling her $daemonName felt right, and she must have felt it too, based on a tiny squeak of indulgent delight, her hand, slowly reaching under the table, herplaying on your knee. "What are you, my therapist?" Her voice rose to a mocking damsel-ish pitch. "Help me pull out these naughty, dirty thoughts sir. I’ll do anything to clean myself, $playerName, sir. Or... does Daddy $playerName ring better with you?" [["Are we ready to order yet?"]]

"$daemonName? Hmm... that should be just fine, I think that suits me rather well. Though I should hope the name $daemonName isn’t an attempt at having me play out some deviant little fantasy." "Well? Do you like when $daemonName takes you out, little thing? Makes you feel special?" The waiter suddenly appears, bringing over waters. "Are we ready to order yet?" "Oh dear no," the daemon inspects the menu crossly, "we haven’t even looked yet. We’ll be a few minutes, thank you." There’s a pause while you both open the menus. You find focusing on the menu hard while the breathtaking creature is just a few feet in front of you. While sneaking glances above your menu, you notice her looking at some of the other patrons at the restaurant. [["Everything alright?"]]

"A... teacher? Like, at your school? You think people here see us and see, what, a gap in age? Some kind of power dynamic? Goodness." The very composed daemon looks nearly flustered while she sips on ice water, lost in thought. "Well... a student and their teacher getting dinner together... that’s pretty unusual, isn’t it? Teachers aren’t supposed to fraternize with students... do you think others would see tension between us? They might even guess at us playing out some sick fantasy- but is it yours or mine?" She leans back to study you, her black fingernails tapping at the table as she speaks. "The prude academic, so structured in her career, but secretly begging to be carried off on an adventure by some charming, handsome pupil. Or the student, knowing all to well that what he wants is wrong, but wanting it more than anything. So eager to bask in the glow of someone with status and experience. His shorts tighten when he notices others seeing her- [[and they wonder what she could possibly see in him.”]] (set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

The waiter appears again beside the table, and the succubus leans back to study her menu like nothing had happened. You try to do the same, but are distracted by how constrained you feel under the table. "Well now, sorry I’ve kept you waiting, though it seems like you two have had plenty to talk about. Any idea of what we’d like to order this evening?” "Oh, that’s right..." you shift you attention to the menu for a moment as you realize you have no idea what you’d like to eat. (if: ($SUBValue < $DOMValue) or ($SUBValue < $ROMValue)) [1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM](text-colour:white)[/](text-colour:red)[ROM])[[Order for them.]] 2. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) (You aren't submissive enough for them to order for you.) ](else:)[ 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM](text-colour:white)[/](text-colour:red)[ROM]) (Too submissive to order for yourself.) 2. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Let her order for you.]]]

"Oh my goodness!" She grins and taps the back of your hand in jest, pretending to be shocked. "You have such terrible intentions with me. I guess it’s a good thing I've taken such a fancy for you, $playerName." Her hands drop to her hips, and she speaks in a more sultry tone than you’ve heard before while pursing her lips. "Do you think they see us and wonder? Just how ''good'' it is? You think they wonder what happens when we get home, if you won’t even bother pulling my dress off- that you’ll just bend me over and pull what little panty line I have protecting me to the side?" [["I wonder too."]](set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

Though you can’t see it, you can hear from the squeaks on the vinyl booth that $daemonName is rocking her hips from side to side again, and she leans in close, revealing the extent of her cleavage, a trace of a lacy bra (in the same color as her panties) struggling to contain $daemonName’s chest. "Do you think men here want me? Do you think they hate you for it? I bet they can’t help but wonder how big you are, to keep a girl like me so happy." She leans in even closer, lips hypnotically moving moving inches from your own, her tits squishing into the table. "And what about the girls? They must be wondering the same thing." [["Hell, maybe they even want to..."]]

The waiter appears again beside the table, and the succubus leans back to study her menu like nothing had happened. You try to do the same, but are distracted by how constrained you feel under the table. "Well now lovebirds, sorry I’ve kept you waiting, though I’d guess you’re enjoying other’s company. Any idea of what we're ordering this evening?" "Goodness… I have no idea what to order... give me a moment..." (if: ($SUBValue < $DOMValue) or ($SUBValue < $ROMValue)) [1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM](text-colour:white)[/](text-colour:red)[ROM])[[Order for them.]] 2. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) (You aren't submissive enough for them to order for you.) ](else:)[ 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM](text-colour:white)[/](text-colour:red)[ROM]) (Too submissive to order for yourself.) 2. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Let her order for you.]]]

"Oh? Is this like the therapist thing again? Or worse- you aren’t like my ''teacher'' are you? Spending time with me after class to help get my grades up?" An aching little smile creeps over her and she speaks more softly. "You don’t think... people wouldn't think you’re my ''step-dad'', would they? Mom remarried someone young, and when her daughter came home after flunking out of college, she got her own ideas. Turns out she won't want to sneak out at night if step-daddy visits my room at night. And mom doesn’t complain- hell, with my track record, you’ll be the most stable man I’ve ever had." Whether she could sense that you were hanging onto every word, or she was keeping herself entertained, you couldn’t say. But she continued, and looked up at you from her booth seat. "I’m sure people look and think it’s sweet you’re taking care of me- a fun little night out. I wonder if they’d think it’s sweet if they saw what you’re having for dessert. You slipping into my bed, sliding off my leggings and panties, starting slow..." [["...until you’re balls-deep in my-"]](set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

The waiter appears again beside the table, and the succubus leans back to study her menu like nothing had happened. You try to do the same, but are distracted by how constrained you feel under the table. “Well now, sorry I’ve kept you waiting. Any idea of what we’d like to order this evening?” (if: ($SUBValue < $DOMValue) or ($SUBValue < $ROMValue)) [1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM](text-colour:white)[/](text-colour:red)[ROM])[[Order for them.]] 2. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) (You aren't submissive enough for them to order for you.) ](else:)[ 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM](text-colour:white)[/](text-colour:red)[ROM]) (Too submissive to order for yourself.) 2. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Let her order for you.]]]

Painstakingly slow, one of $daemonName’s hands slowly rises from under the table, gliding along the front of her dress until it begins to cup the edge of her massive chest. She gives a slight, but very wicked smile. “Or maybe they all stare because they’ve as much of a Frodein complex as you do?” While you find your throat too choked up to even stammer out a reply, the tip of her index finger lightly circling where you dare to guess her nipple might be. She softens her expression a bit, and leans in just enough that you can see the lining of her dress end, and notice she’s not wearing a bra. Your mind struggles to focus between wondering how her chest is that perky without any support, and getting lost in the edge of the wide aeriola you see peeking at you. [[“Baby…”]]

"I’ll take the salmon. And I got it, $daemonName, let me order for you." "Oh... of course, sure. I’d be happy to eat whatever you tell me too dear. Though I have to warn you..." She leans in close, out of the waiter's earshot, "...sucubbi forms are very vulnerable to human food. My appearance may change so jsut be careful- I don’t want you getting disappointed later." “What’ll it be, then?” (set: $PastaAmount to 0) (set: $CerealAmount to 0) (set: $TwinkieAmount to 0) (set: $SausageAmount to 0) (set: $dinnerTimes to 0) [[1. Pasta.]] (bigger ass) [[2. Bowl of cereal.]] (bigger tits) [[3. Deep fried Twinkie’s.]] (chubbier) [[4. Summer sausage.]] (dick) [[5. Nothing.]] (no changes)

"I’ll have steak with a side of fries, and he’ll have the low calorie salmon. If I know $playerName, he needs to stay in shape, isn’t that right?" "Oh... yes, of course. Let’s do that." "Helps get the ladies," the waiter chimed in with a smile, "no better way to impress a girl then keep in shape, hu?" $daemonName sourly studies the waiters face and reads his name tag. "And exactly ''why'' would I want him impressing other women, David? Don’t you think he should be holding ''my'' attention?" "Uhm, uh, sorry I didn’t..." The waiter flounders until the sweet smile returns to the deemon’s face, and she hands the menu to him. Taking the out, he walks away. After a few moments of chatter, food makes it to the table. While the slamon is fine, $daemonName’s plate is mouthwatering- and you can’t help by eye it a bit while you poke at your own. She makes a particularly juicy cut. "A little jealous of mine, hungry boy? Come now- eat all of yours and they’ll be plenty of time for meat later." [[“Well well well. Look who it is.”]]

(set: $PastaAmount to it + 1) (set: $dinnerTimes to it + 1) (if:$dinnerTimes < 2)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with dinner. The salmon is delicious, flaky and savory, and you take a moment to wonder just how strange the day has been. ] (else:)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with seconds. ] (if:$PastaAmount < 2)[ As $daemonName‘s busy liking Alfredo sauce off her lips, you hear a squeaking sound from under the table. You realize it’s the sound of the vinyl booth seats being put under pressure, and when you stand a bit taller in your seat, you can just barely see the top edge of the daemons hips swelling moderately in size. She keeps eating happily until a disconcerted look hits her face, and her hands reach under the table, moving around until you see both hands reach behind her to grab each cheek of her newly expanded ass. “Whu... what’s happening to my... all of a sudden things feel much too tight down here. Good lord what am I going to look like when I have to stand, are people going to stare?” ] (else:)[ As $daemonName‘s tucks into more pasta, you hear the same squeakingas before coming from under the table. You stand up a bit taller in your seat and can see the daemons hips swelling even more graciously in size. She keeps eating happily until a disconcerted look hits her face, and her hands reach under the table, moving around until you see both hands reach behind her to grab each cheek of her juicy, enormous ass. “A... again?! I feel so heavy down here. People are going to stare for sure!” ] (if:$dinnerTimes >= 2)[ [[“Well well well. Look who it is.”]] ] (else:)[ [[Turn to the waiter as he approaches.]] ]

(set: $CerealAmount to it + 1) (set: $dinnerTimes to it + 1) (if:$dinnerTimes < 2)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with dinner. The salmon is delicious, flaky and savory, and you take a moment to wonder just how strange the day has been. ] (else:)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with seconds. ] (if:$CerealAmount < 2)[ As $daemonName‘s busy licking milk off her lips, you notice something strange happening with her chest. It begins to gently swell, and her top is stretched ever so slightly tighter. By the time the inflation stops, the happily eating daemon is easily 2 cup sizes larger than she was, and is large enough that her breasts hover inches above the table. She doesn’t notice until a splash of milk accidentally spills off her spoon, and lands in her now deepened cleavage. “Goodness... when did that happen? I’ve always heard about stronger bones... though I suppose a thick bone might fit quite nicely between these now.” ] (else:)[ $daemonName digs into her second bowl, and her chest begins to swell again, the fabric on her top being pushed to the limit. By the time it stops stops, the daemon is easily 4 cup sizes larger than when you arrived, and is large enough that her breasts have begun to sit directly on the table. Splashes of milk land in her now sagging cleavage. After the first expansion, she doesn't even notice the additional weight, instead happily tipping the cereal bowl back to get every drop. ] (if:$dinnerTimes >= 2)[ [[“Well well well. Look who it is.”]] ] (else:)[ [[Turn to the waiter as he approaches.]] ]

(set: $TwinkieAmount to it + 1) (set: $dinnerTimes to it + 1) (if:$dinnerTimes < 2)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with dinner. The salmon is delicious, flaky and savory, and you take a moment to wonder just how strange the day has been. ] (else:)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with seconds. ] (if:$TwinkieAmount < 2)[ You watch as $daemonName happily digs into her twinkies, munching off one of the ends before using her forked tongue to probe the cream filled middle. She’s too busy reveling in a sugar overload to notice the change. Her cheeks slowly fill. You see an absentminded hand drop to her stomach, and you notice her stomach beginning to swell slightly, until it comes just inches from the edge of the table. “Oh man... those taste soooo good. I don’t even care about the pounds. And hey, more for you to love, right?" ] (else:)[ You watch as $daemonName happily digs into more twinkies, munching off one of the ends before using her forked tongue to probe the cream filled middle. Her cheeks swell even rounder, and her neck becomes more ample than the skinny twig it was before. Her belly swells even quicker than before, until it's pressed up against the table. ] (if:$dinnerTimes >= 2)[ [[“Well well well. Look who it is.”]] ] (else:)[ [[Turn to the waiter as he approaches.]] ]

(set: $SausageAmount to it + 1) (set: $dinnerTimes to it + 1) (if:$dinnerTimes < 2)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with dinner. The salmon is delicious, flaky and savory, and you take a moment to wonder just how strange the day has been. ] (else:)[ A few moments later, the waiter returns with seconds. ] (if:$SausageAmount < 2)[ As $daemonName happily tucks into her dinner, sticking half a sausage into her mouth and sucking on the juices before swallowing, you notice something happen. As she continues to indulge, one hand grips the side of the table, and with each link devoured she grips tighter... and tighter, fighting against some intense pressure. With her last sausage, the grip tightens until- ‘oh!’ she gasps in surprise. Both hands dart under the table. While she rummages around on her lap, you react to the concerned look on her face and duck under the table to see what’s wrong. “No please, don’t look-“. But it's too late. You see the slight suggestion of her new problem. It’s pressed up against the edge of her outfit, and you watch as she hopelessly tries to position the new appendage so it’s less obvious, but gives up. ] (else:)[ As $daemonName happily tucks into her dinner, filling her face with more sausage until it happens again. A hand grips the side of the table, and it grips tighter and tighter until... 'oh!!’ The table is bumped up by some lengthy force under the table. ] (if:$dinnerTimes >= 2)[ [[“Well well well. Look who it is.”]] ] (else:)[ [[Turn to the waiter as he approaches.]] ]

A few moments later, the waiter returns with your dinner. The salmon is delicious, flaky and savory, and you take a moment to wonder just how strange the day has been. You see her watching you as you tuck into your salmon dinner. You can’t read her expression, but you can tell she isn’t unhappy. She looks… wanting, and being denied makes her want even more. [[“Well well well. Look who it is.”]]

“Anything else? The lady looks hungry enough for maybe one more entree?” [[1. Pasta.]] (bigger ass) [[2. Bowl of cereal.]] (bigger tits) [[3. Deep fried Twinkie’s.]] (chubbier) [[4. Summer sausage.]] (dick) [[5. Nothing.]] (no changes)

A tall, handsome man no older than 20 approaches the table. His neatly cropped hair and sturdy build screamed athlete, and he was dressed nicely- his dark silk shirt, and golden necklace clearly expensive pieces. In his shadow stands a young woman in a blue dress doing her best to avoid eye contact with you. "Hello there. Friends of yours, $playerName?" The tall man is making eyes at your date, making little effort to disguise his keen interest. [[You open your mouth to respond when-]]

-he cuts you off. "I'm Damien, of course. And this is someone $playerName used to know, right $playerName?" You feel yourself flush even deeper, and the uncomfortable young woman takes it upon herself to wrap her arms around Damien’s sizable bicep and stay silent. Damien lets loose a dazzling smile, and turns to the succubus. "I’m only teasing- they used to date, I’m told. I've been told enough that I don’t envy her." Under the table, your hand grips the edge of the seat. You look up at your bully in the eyes and say: 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [["Speaking of envy… Damien, what do you think of my date? I have a few pictures I could give as a peace offering."]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [["Listen Damien, I’m fed up. How about you step off, or do I have to make you?"]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [["That's it. Succubus, as my protector, rip Damien apart."]]

"I thought you'd say that." (set: $DOMRestroom to true) The daemon leans to whisper to Damien, her tongue practically leaping into his ear. Damien’s expression sharpens, until turning to you and letting out a laugh. Wordlessly, they stand and make their way to the restrooms at the back of the restaurant. As they walk side by side, you watch his hand creep over to grab her ass. She doesn’t stop him. You sit there, mind racing, for seconds... minutes... until you’ve completely lost track of time. You shift in your seat and realize you have been rock hard this entire time, an almost painful urge vibrating every inch. You glance around the restaurant and slowly unzip your trousers. [[Begin stroking so very slowly.]]

Her expression focuses. She doesn’t look disappointed, but the mood’s shifted. "Suit yourself."(set: $DOMRestroom to false) The tendons on the arm pleasuring Damien begin to seize tighter and tighter, squeezing the life out of Damien’s cock. Damien’s look of joy quickly mutates into one of horror, and before he can yell out, she wraps a hand around the back of his head. "There there big boy. Let’s find another use for that mouth." With great strength, she forces Damien’s head under the table and onto her lap. For a few tense moments, there’s only muffled screams, gargling, and attempts to thrash away. Somehow, no one in the restaurant has taken interest. A look of satisfaction dawns over the daemon’s face and she smiles at you. "Mmmhm. A little appetizer to our own feast, I think. Speaking of, isn’t it time to get going?" Her hands reemerge above the table and you hear him slump over. Wordlessly, you both leave the restaurant, leaving behind a generous tip. [[Head home.]]

You’ve unlocked the ending: (if: ($ROMValue > $DOMValue) and ($ROMValue > $SUBValue))[(text-colour:red)[My Hot Daemon GF] If you are unhappy with this ending, restart and take a different path. Otherwise, click below to proceed. [[(ROM) Arrive at home.]] ](else-if: ($DOMValue > $ROMValue) and ($DOMValue > $SUBValue))[(text-colour:magenta)[Succubus Sexpet] If you are unhappy with this ending, restart and take a different path. Otherwise, click below to proceed to your unlocked ending. [[(DOM) Arrive at home.]] ](else-if: ($SUBValue > $DOMValue) and ($SUBValue > $ROMValue))[(text-colour:purple)[Dominatrix Daemon] If you are unhappy with this ending, restart and take a different path. Otherwise, click below to proceed. [[(SUB) Arrive at home.]] ](else-if: ($ROMValue is $DOMValue) or ($ROMValue is $SUBValue))[(text-colour:red)[My Hot Daemon GF] If you are unhappy with this ending, restart and take a different path. Otherwise, click below to proceed. [[(ROM) Arrive at home.]] ](else-if: $SUBValue is $DOMValue)[(text-colour:magenta)[Succubus Sexpet] If you are unhappy with this ending, restart and take a different path. Otherwise, click below to proceed. [[(SUB) Arrive at home.]] ] Click below to restart the story from the beginning. [[Restart.]]

''WARNING''- this will restart the entire story, erasing all progress. Are you sure you want to continue? 1. Yes- (link: "Restart.")[(reload:)] 2. No- [[Head home.]]

(set: $DOMSpank to false)(set: $DOMKeepSpanking to false)(set: $DOMHandcuff to false)(set: $DOMPictures to false)(set: $DOMBlowjob to false)(set: $DOMSpit to false)(set: $DOMPinch to false) "Ok... you can come in now." You open the attic door, locking it behind you. $daemonName is spread out on the sheets, dressed so scantily that going nude might've been more modest. The lacy little micro-outfit was tight against her smooth, pale skin, the elastic following the contours of her (if:$TwinkieAmount is 0)[flat](if:$TwinkieAmount is 1)[chubby](if:$TwinkieAmount is 2)[bulging] stomach. Her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[tiny tits were little mounds tucked into her lacy bra](if:$CerealAmount is 1)[super-sized breasts filled up her lacy bra very nicely](if:$CerealAmount is 2)[stacked chest was nearly busting from her little lacy bra, begging to be unclasped]. (if:$SausageAmount is 1)[Against the front of the slim panty line, you can see a small, stiff outline pushing against the lace and silky fabric. ](if:$SausageAmount is 2)[Against the front of the slim panty line, you can see a long, stiff outline pushing against the lace and silky fabric. ]You approach until you are standing over your bed. Her faint floral scent is intoxicating. Clearly enamored by your attention, the daemon playfully rolls over, the little bell on her collar jingling, revealing her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[tight little](if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump, juicy](if:$PastaAmount is 2)[wide hips and fat] ass exposed save a strip of lacy panty running down the middle. "Is it time for my punishment yet, $playerName? Or maybe you’d prefer to take out some stress on me?" 1. [[Spank.]] 2. [[Handcuff.]] 3. [[Look at pictures.]] 4. [[Blowjob.]] 5. [[Spit on.]] 6. [[Pinch nipples.]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

(set: $ROMSpank to false)(set: $ROMCowgirl to false)(set: $ROMDoggystyle to false)(set: $ROMBlowjob to false)(set: $spankTimes to 0) "Ok... you can come in now." You open the attic door, locking it behind you. $daemonName is spread out on the sheets, dressed so scantily that going nude might've been more modest. The lacy little micro-outfit was tight against her smooth, pale skin, the elastic following the contours of her (if:$TwinkieAmount is 0)[flat](if:$TwinkieAmount is 1)[chubby](if:$TwinkieAmount is 2)[bulging] stomach. Her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[busty chest filled out her lacy bra beautifully](if:$CerealAmount is 1)[super-sized breasts were nearly spilling from the sides of her lacy bra, jiggling with every movement](if:$CerealAmount is 2)[chest had been so greatly inflated that her lacy bra, to small to be clasped now, lay ontop of her massive breasts]. (if:$SausageAmount is 1)[Against the front of the slim panty line, you can see a small, stiff outline pushing against the lace and silky fabric. ](if:$SausageAmount is 2)[Against the front of the slim panty line, you can see a long, stiff outline pushing against the lace and silky fabric. ]You approach until you are standing over your bed. Her faint floral scent is intoxicating. Clearly enamored by your attention, the daemon playfully rolls over to reveal her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[plump, juicy](if:$PastaAmount is 1)[wide hips and fat](if:$PastaAmount is 2)[round, enourmous] ass completely exposed save a strip of lacy panty running down the middle. "C'mon, $playerName, show me what I’ve been missing. Show me why that cute little ex of yours looks at you so longingly." 1. [[Spank her.]] 2. [[Get a blowjob.]] 3. [[Fuck in reverse cowgirl.]] 4. [[Fuck doggystyle.]] 5. [[Fuck in missionary (will end story).]]

You grab an exposed cheek of her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[small, tight ass,](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump little ass,](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[bubbly, voluptuous ass,] and pull her towards you, and she gasps a bit in surprise. [['Thwap!']]

You grab the shiny silver cuffs from the nightstand and dangle them in front of her. $daemonName grins, her sharp teeth twinkling. "Ooh... looks like I can’t escape now, can I? Lock me up big boy, and don’t ''ever'' let me leave." You oblige.(set: $DOMHandcuff to true) (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

"Right now? You're going to make me wait on you while you ogle at pictures of me whoring myself out for you?" "Real quick. Don't want your work to go unappreciated," you retort. It was too easy to tease her. You flip through your phone and quickly find the photos. Turns out if you have a tail to hold the phone, all sorts of selfie angles are possible. And seeing the succubus bent over the washroom sink, panties slipped down, was extremely pleasing to see. Your phone blips, receiving numerous messages from a number you dont recognize. There are pictures attached- a blonde hair woman your age in all matter of positions, in a number of tight outfits... wait, is it your ex?! At the bottom: 'Hi $playerName. I was thinking about earlier tonight and I guess I just want you to remember me well!' "$playerName? All the fun's down here baby." “Oh, I'm coming,” and you flip between both image galleries.(set: $DOMPictures to true) (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

You move your waist towards her and she opens her mouth wide, her tongue wagging excitedly back and forth. You start slow, sliding your cock back and forth, the head dipping deeper and deeper past her lips. She eagerly milks you with her lips, her forked tongue dancing up and down your shaft. (if:$TwinkieAmount is 0)[](else-if:$TwinkieAmount is 1)[ Her chubby cheeks have swollen to take in your cock, and a bit a drool eagerly spills down and onto her curvy stomach. ](else-if:$TwinkieAmount is 2)[ Her round cheeks have swollen to take in your cock, and a bit a drool eagerly spills down and onto her massive stomach. "That's it... take it little piggy..." ] You push deeper, deeper, each thrust deeper accompanied by little squeals echoing from the back of $daemonName’s throat. Her eyes widen as she takes the length of you, and you do a final push in before sliding out, leaving her gasping for air. Still on all fours, she looks up at you, speaking between ragged breaths. "Was I a... a good little... sexpet for... for you, $playerName?"(set: $DOMBlowjob to true) (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

You spit in her face, and she blinks with a big smile on her face. She tries to wipe it away so she can see you again, but in the process fucks up her eyeliner, causing it to streak down.(set: $DOMSpit to true) "Do I look used yet, $playerName?" (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

Both of your hands run over the lacy bra before gripping tight and ripping it apart, the two broken sides hanging torn from each shoulder before falling to the bed. Her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[tits](else-if:$CerealAmount is 1)[fat tits](else-if:$CerealAmount is 2)[busty breasts] hang heavenly in front of you, nipples stiff with wanting, begging to be teased. "Oh no, I... $playerName, I haven’t told you-" Your hands slide up from her (if:$TwinkieAmount is 0)[flat](if:$TwinkieAmount is 1)[chubby](if:$TwinkieAmount is 2)[inflated] stomach, and begin to play with her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[tits.](else-if:$CerealAmount is 1)[ fat tits, flicking the tips playfully with a finger. ](else-if:$CerealAmount is 2)[ hot, busty breasts, holding one in a hand and massaging with the other. ] "-my nipples are ''incredibly'' sensitive. I really don't think you should- [[Squeeze nipples.]]

Primal, carnal instinct surges, and the thought of draining yourself inside the succubus’s succulent body becomes too much to resist any longer. [[Rip her panties off.]]

Thanks for playing $playerName (or whatever your name is). If you have have suggestions for a future project, and want to help me make it a reality, please leave a comment where you downloaded this project. If you are an artist who would like to collaborate, send me a message at dirtyravenstudios@gmail.com. ~DirtyRaven To restart and play again, use the link below. (link: "Restart")[(reload:)]

In response, you grab her ponytail and pull hard. Her back arches, giving you the perfect leverage to spank even faster then before. Her moans rise in volume and pitch until you’re sure the whole neighborhood can hear your punishment being delivered. You release the ponytail and, out of breath, $daemonName collapses back onto the bed, her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[tight ass cheeks](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump little ass cheeks](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[bubbly ass cheeks] beet-red with slap marks. (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

You grab an exposed cheek of her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[fat ass,](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[wide, delicious ass,](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[massive backside,] and pull her towards you, and she gasps a bit in surprise. [[spank]]

You move your waist towards her and she opens her mouth wide, her tongue flicking excitedly back and forth. As you begins to slide your cock back and forth, she eagerly milks you with her lips, her forked tongue dancing up and down your shaft. (if:$TwinkieAmount is 0)[](else-if:$TwinkieAmount is 1)[ Her chubby cheeks have swollen to take in your cock, and a bit a drool eagerly spills down and onto her curvy stomach. ](else-if:$TwinkieAmount is 2)[ Her round cheeks have swollen to take in your cock, and a bit a drool eagerly spills down and onto her massive stomach. ] You begin to push deeper, deeper, each thrust deeper accompanied by little moans echoing from the back of $daemonName’s throat. Her eyes widen as she takes all of you, and you do a final push in before you slide out, leaving her on all fours and gasping for air. Still on all fours, she looks up, speaking between ragged breaths. “I love… being filled up… by that cock, $playerName. My mouths never been so stuffed.”(set: $ROMBlowjob to true) (if:$ROMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank her.]]](if:$ROMBlowjob is false)[ 2. [[Get a blowjob.]]](if:$ROMCowgirl is false)[ 3. [[Fuck in reverse cowgirl.]]](if:$ROMDoggystyle is false)[ 4. [[Fuck doggystyle.]]] 5. [[Fuck in missionary (will end story).]]

You lie down, and she excitedly raises her eyebrows, grinning ear to ear. She moves towards you, and her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[juicy freckled](else-if:$CerealAmount is 1)[busty, buxom](else-if:$CerealAmount is 2)[heavy, bouncing] tits jiggle and sway as she crawls onto you, turning around to straddle you from behind. Fuck. Her cute red and white boyshorts are (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[riding up her ass, the smooth cheeks devouring any attempt to cover them](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[stretched hopelessly across her plump delicious butt](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[nearly tearing at the seams stretched across her fat fucking ass]. Where her panties rub against her (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[pussy](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[little cock](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[fat fucking cock], wetness is near the point of dripping. She backs up until she’s hovering over your cock, content to grind into you for a moment. It feels like magic, and her cute little moans let you know she feels the same. "A little help dear? This (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[pussy](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[ass](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[ass] is so needy, and isn’t gonna fuck itself." [[Pull her panties to the side.]]

You stand beside the bed, and $daemonName takes the hint immediately, laying on her stomach and letting her legs dangle off. "It’s a shame I can't see your face... but it’ll worth it to feel you deep in my- ''oooohaaauughhhh''!" You slide into her from behind, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust. Intensity builds with each passing second, the bed punished and slammed against the wall. Juice run down her leg. Desperate for even more stimulus, you see her rub her needy (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[clit](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[prick](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[prick] against the edge of the bed while you fuck her, and hear her breaths grow ragged as she's rocked by an undenied orgasm.(set: $ROMDoggystyle to true) (if:$ROMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank her.]]](if:$ROMBlowjob is false)[ 2. [[Get a blowjob.]]](if:$ROMCowgirl is false)[ 3. [[Fuck in reverse cowgirl.]]](if:$ROMDoggystyle is false)[ 4. [[Fuck doggystyle.]]] 5. [[Fuck in missionary (will end story).]]

In response, you grab a fistful of her long (blonde) hair and pull, her arched back giving the perfect leverage to keep slapping, picking up the pace even faster. Her moans rise in volume and pitch until you’re sure the whole neighborhood can hear you spanking $daemonName's (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[fat ass.](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump booty.](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[massive rear.]. You release her and, out of breath, $daemonName collapses back onto the bed. You release her, and she collapses onto the bed, out of breath. Her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[fat ass cheeks](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump ass cheeks](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[massive ass cheeks] beet-red with slap marks. (if:$ROMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank her.]]](if:$ROMBlowjob is false)[ 2. [[Get a blowjob.]]](if:$ROMCowgirl is false)[ 3. [[Fuck in reverse cowgirl.]]](if:$ROMDoggystyle is false)[ 4. [[Fuck doggystyle.]]] 5. [[Fuck in missionary (will end story).]]

"Fun with... your roommate? Even after dinner, you think $daemonName should be someone else’s bitch before taking care of my $playerName?" She strokes her chin a moment in thought, speaking to herself. "Hmm... how should I play this? Go in guns blazing, or ease the poor kid into it? I guess we’ll have to see how eager he is." "Ok baby, $daemonName will see you in a bit!" [[Watch her head towards the door.]]

"What are you... are you warming yourself up? Or you just think you haven’t earned anything more yet. Go on then... but first-" She’s reaches behind you, and in a flurry of motion, you feel a leather collar wrap itself around your throat and ‘click’ into place. It’s not uncomfortable, but pushes tight enough that your Adam’s Apple feels constrained under the restraint. "Now then, continue. ''Hump''!" Your hard-on presses pathetically against her leg, and after a moment you feel a stream of precum slide down your shaft, making each movement against her even more amazing feeling. (set: $DOMHump to true) (if:$DOMJacob is false)[ 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 2. [[Look at the pictures.]]](if:$DOMHump is false)[ 3. [[Hump leg.]]](if:$DOMChest is false)[ 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]]](if:$DOMCrotch is false)[ 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]]](if:$DOMFeet is false)[ 6. [[Lick feet.]]](if:$DOMPremature is false)[ 7. [[Cum immediately.]]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

"Finally, I’ve been tired of watching you eyeing $daemonName’s breasts all day. Are you ready to suck?" Without waiting for a reply, $daemonName zips further down the length of her outfit until her two massive tits spill out. They were perfectly shaped melons, somewhere between perky and saggy, drooping slightly, but perfectly firm looking. Her aeriolas weren’t huge, but were large compared to an average breast's size. She slips an arm out of the leather and uses a finger and thumb to tweak her nipples, teasing your hungry eyes as each become taut. "Don’t leave me waiting baby. Put your lips on $daemonName." 1. [[Left]] 2. [[Right]]

You sink down until your face is just inches from the floor, and your lips are grazing the edges of $daemonName’s soft feet. "Oh, I see. You’d like to get better acquainted with these, then?" She lifts a foot up and dangles it in front of you. Your mouth opens and her toes slides in, allowing you to let your tongue dance between each one before you suck on her big toe. "Hee hee hee- that tickles! You must really love this- I had no idea you were ''THAT'' kind of degenerate." With your mouth too full to reply, you continue sucking until she pulls her foot away from you, setting it back down on the attic hardwood. (set: $DOMFeet to true) (if:$DOMJacob is false)[ 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 2. [[Look at the pictures.]]](if:$DOMHump is false)[ 3. [[Hump leg.]]](if:$DOMChest is false)[ 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]]](if:$DOMCrotch is false)[ 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]]](if:$DOMFeet is false)[ 6. [[Lick feet.]]](if:$DOMPremature is false)[ 7. [[Cum immediately.]]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

"Did you just... you didn’t... did you..?" Both your eyes turn to your crotch, where a faint wet spot has spread over your pants. Face red with embarrassment, you try to rise to your feet, but you find $daemonName’s hand on your head, firmly push you back down. "There there, little thing. I guess will just have to..." "...good lord, I can’t even hide my disgust. Are you serious? I’m surprised you didn’t cum while I was ''jerking that bully off during dinner''. Not ''only'' did your pathetic little prick cum without my permission, but you haven’t done a ''single thing for $daemonName''." The other hand finds it’s way under your chin, and she directs your gaze up. "If you aren’t going to behave properly, and you’re going to act like a little stupid slut, then that’s how you’ll be treated. On the bed. ''Now''." You sheepishly obliged, trying miserably to hide your red face. "Now honey... what do you ask $daemonName for?" 1. [[Ask to be penetrated.]]

She eyes you as you eagerly spring onto the bed, as if to ask ‘just what do you think you’re doing up there?’. She puts a hand to your chin and strokes you with a thumb while speaking. "Since it’s my special $playerName’s big night, I’ll let you decide how we do this. That’s right, even for how positively degenerative and naughty you’ve been- I’ll still let you decide... you can make it up to me later." She stands up tall beside the bed and looks at you expectantly, clearly waiting on you. 1. [[Ask to be allowed to penetrate her.]] 2. [[Ask to be penetrated.]]

"Mhhm... you want ''that'' kind of special time with $daemonName? Very well- let me on the bed then sweetie." You slide over as she moves beside you, slipping off her tight leather pants to reveal her entire supple body. You eye her long, smooth legs and try your best to keep your eyes off the massive erection she has. "C'mon then- get up $playerName. We don’t have all day... let $daemonName take your ''needy little prick''." [[Take out your dick.]]

"Oh baby... you know exactly what $daemonName wants, don’t you? Have you seen me eyeing that plump little ass all day? Just waiting to ravage it?" Feeling your words escape you, you just nod. She doesn’t hesitate, placing herself between your legs, her cock flopping down ontop of yours to marvel at just how small you are in comparison. She rubs them against each other for a moment of ecstasy while using a confident finger to begin messaging your hole, working slowly deeper and deeper each time the cocks slide against each other. [[Moan.]]

"Oh my. You must have noticed- I’m not exactly subtle wearing something this tight. Are you ready to be fed?" Without waiting for a reply, she begins to unzip the entire length of her outfit, until a semi-hard floppy cock spills out from behind the leather curtain bouncing happily just inches from your face. "You ready to get to work? I can tell you’re going to be such a hard worker for me." [[Get to work.]]

You moan in ecstasy as you suck and nibble at $daemonName’s breast, your face pushed into her until all you know is her squishy chest, and her delicious scent. Your hand reaches up to cup her other breast, and you feel her own hand reach behind you and push against the back of your head, driving you to suck even harder. "That’s it baby. Suck on $daemonName."(set: $DOMChest to true) (if:$DOMJacob is false)[ 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 2. [[Look at the pictures.]]](if:$DOMHump is false)[ 3. [[Hump leg.]]](if:$DOMChest is false)[ 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]]](if:$DOMCrotch is false)[ 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]]](if:$DOMFeet is false)[ 6. [[Lick feet.]]](if:$DOMPremature is false)[ 7. [[Cum immediately.]]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

"Oh yeah baby? You want to see what kind of trouble $daemonName got into at dinner? Let me see what I have for you." She unzips her leather outfit and rummages for something near her breast. "Here we go," she says, pulling her phone out and pulling up the images. "I’m warning you baby, these might be a little hard to look at. He seemed like such a nice man, but... man did he treat me like a ''back alley whore''- the definition of being used. And his cock..." her eyes sparkle for a moment. "If you have a hard time even ''touching'' my walls down there, you know who to blame." She hands over the phone, and you look through the pictures. They are more intense then even you would have guessed, and based on the angles the pictures were shot, you’d guess that someone else took the majority of them. $daemonName’s makeup looks so smeared that you wonder how she fixed it so quickly before leaving the restroom. (set: $DOMPictures to true) (if:$DOMJacob is false)[ 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 2. [[Look at the pictures.]]](if:$DOMHump is false)[ 3. [[Hump leg.]]](if:$DOMChest is false)[ 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]]](if:$DOMCrotch is false)[ 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]]](if:$DOMFeet is false)[ 6. [[Lick feet.]]](if:$DOMPremature is false)[ 7. [[Cum immediately.]]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

“''Fuliciaso… colimno dazae twassa. Dola... dolagana.''” You fumble saying the ancient Latin. She pauses her anger a moment, head cocked to the side in curiosity. The anger fades and she lets out a laugh. “A wizard who’s done his homework? Goodness- I haven’t heard a human speak native //Culum-qobik// in decades. The pronounction needs work though- a more agile tongue helps.” A thin tongue forked at its tip darts playfully from her ruby lips, and she continues to stare at you curiously. 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[It doesn’t matter what kind of daemon you are-you will serve, or face consequences.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[I wasn’t expecting a daemon so… composed to appear. This is my first time summoning.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[I’m sorry to have summoned you… I wasn’t trying to… I can explain…]](set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

As her voice reaches its peak, she looks down and finds the cold steel pressed against her. Her mouth twinges in amusement. “I see... a toy. What fun to be had with this little thing. But I think not.” In a sudden flurry, her head ducks back and you find two small feet (or hooves?) pressed against your chest, sending you flying across the room. You scramble to your feet and notice she’s standing a good 12 inches shorter than you, staring intently. 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[It doesn’t matter what kind of daemon you are-you will serve, or face consequences.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[I wasn’t expecting a daemon so… composed to appear. This is my first time summoning.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[I’m sorry to have summoned you… I wasn’t trying to… I can explain…]](set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

She takes a step forward, and a sound of heels (or hooves?) clatter against the hardwood. “...with the wrong..." She’s inches from you, your retreat overtaken, and as you sink to your knees she grabs you by the scruff, and with extraordinary strength for her slight frame, hoists you in the air. “...daemonic bitch.” “I... I...” She tosses with a flick, and you hit the floor hard. The wind knocked out of you, you rise to your feet, meeting the gaze of the tall woman eyeing you expectantly, one eyebrow raised and a confident hand on her hip. “Well?” 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[It doesn’t matter what kind of daemon you are-you will serve, or face consequences.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[I wasn’t expecting a daemon so… composed to appear. This is my first time summoning.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[I’m sorry to have summoned you… I wasn’t trying to… I can explain…]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

As she draws closer, you can see her much more clearly. Though anything specific is obscured under the daemons black shawl, her ample chest becomes painfully obvious, and you notice a set of reading glasses tucked into the fabric. "I mean..." she takes in the view of the attic, "...with this setup, I'm a bit surprised you summoned anything at all, frankly." Turning around to survey the dingy attic, you feel your heart skip a beat as you just how curvy the daemon is. There were some definite hints at an hourglass shape, and though her frame was somewhere between thin and average, her posterior was massive. There was no better way to say it- she had a fat ass. 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Honestly, I’ve just been bored since my ex took the dog. Was hoping imps made good pets.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[To be honest… I’ve been bored. Thought an imp might be good conversation.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[I was summoning something powerful. I have an opponent at the Arkham university I need to intimidate.]](set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

You calmly clasp the finger rapping at your sternum, the softness and smallness of her hands the opposite of the tough exterior she portrayed. This close, you realize she’s actually even shorter than you thought- her head barely reaching your shoulders. And her face, furious as it was, was very cute, with little freckles kissed around wide eyes, and soft pale skin traced her anger's red blush. Age was difficult to guess, but she could have fit in with the crowd at your college- without the horns that is. Though anything specific is obscured under the daemons black shawl, her small, perky chest threatens to draw your eye, and her neck was so slender, you had no doubt she was thinly framed. [["Doesn’t work like that?"]]

"It worked for you, didn’t it? I wasn’t even ''trying'' to summon you and I did. How’s that got to make you feel?” Her expression refused any doubt, reluctance- though uncertainty was tense in the air. “Really? The young pathetic man- ''ACCIDENTALLY''- summons the sex daemon. What then, if not me, where you summoning?” 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Honestly, I’ve just been bored since my ex took the dog. Was hoping imps made good pets.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[To be honest… I’ve been bored. Thought an imp might be good conversation.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[I was summoning something powerful. I have an opponent at the Arkham university I need to intimidate.]](set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

A bright glimmer, and you see the daemon’s tail wrapped around your knife, sliding it from your pocket. With three quick movements, you’ve pulled her into an arm lock, her back pressed against your chest, the knife at her throat again. She pants for a second after the struggle, and lets out a little giggle. "Ooh nothing gets by you, does it? I wouldn’t have killed you... promise. Oh dear, I’ve been bad, haven't I- you aren’t going to stab me, I hope?" She playfully rubs her lower back against your crotch. The black shawl is smooth like silk, and thin enough for you to feel everything. She pushes harder, and you can feel her firm little ass slide against you, sending a tingling intensity racing up your spine. You tighten the knife against her throat, and a tiny moan escapes her lips. Left at an impasse, you pull the knife away, and nudge her forward. [[“The bed. Quickly now.”]](set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

The angle was... difficult not to look at. The lamp-light by the bed made the flowy shawl semi-translucent, and you could see all too well how perfect her ass was as she tried to squirm loose. The way her ass looked... how tight she must be.. "Uhm hello?! Guy? Found the cuffs but... I think my horns got caught in the box spring. I’m stuck.” You stand by the bed and yes, she's stuck. You look to see what you can do, you are gripped for a moment, seeing her bent over and completely vulnerable. The daemon senses the tension. "Oh don’t you dare. You sick little- ''if you stick as much as a finger inside me then I’m ripping your tongue out''- I swear to Satan." You shake away the temptation and grab the undersides of the bed. [[“Say please.”]]

"Is that right, master $playerName?" She’s laid down on the bed, looking up at you while her toes grab the edge of the long black shawl, creeping it up and revealing smoth, long, slender legs. "Now that we're... arranged, I suppose I should be punished for all the back talk I've been wearing you down with. If I've been as bad as you say... I guess there's just no choice. I’ll take it, somehow... besides, if we don't have you relieve some of that stress then you'll be just as huffy at dinner too." Your eyes probe the seductress from head to toe, the end of the outfit still creeping up, sliding up above her knees. [["...No."]]

The sliding stops, her face incredulous. "No?!? What do you mean ''NO''???" You reach over with the key, and undo the cuff lock. "I mean, you haven’t earned it. And besides, you wouldn't follow instruction very well, now would you?" At an apparent loss for words, she absentmindedly rubs her wrist where the cuff had been clamped. She glances up, slightly sheepish. "Uhm... well... what am I wearing for dinner, then?" 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Something that’s a tight fit. Put your hair in a ponytail, and wear a black choker with a little bell on it. ]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Wear a fun dress- something light and billowy that pairs well with red lipstick]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Wear a black cocktail dress with heels.]]

While you awkwardly stand there, uncertain on your best move, Jacob takes the initiative, stepping closer. "No way- do you have a girl in there dude?" You struggle to respond, and a grin erupts on to his face. "You do, don’t you?? Man, how’d you sneak her in with me being in the living room all night?" Jacob steps closer to the door. "What’s she like? More importantly, what does she ''look'' like? I feel like I have no read on your type man. Mind if I ..?" Jacob bends to put an eye up to the keyhole, and hot panic rushes to your head and you wave your hands in protest. "Nnno, no, don’t do that. The woman in there, she’s, uh…" [[1. My step-aunt.]] [[2. My step-cousin.]] [[3. My step-mom.]] [[4. My step-sister.]]

"Oh wait man, you serious?" Jacob looks flushed, and pulls himself from the door knob. "Why didn’t you say that before- thought you had finally met someone at the university. Well, I’ll leave you guys, sorry about intruding I guess." Jacob disappears down the staircase, and you let out a weak sigh of relief. The door creaks open. "Your step-aunt, am I?" She holds a few fingers to her lips and chuckles. [[“Alright, let’s go.”]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

"Oh wait man, you serious?" Jacob looks flushed, and pulls himself from the door knob. "Why didn’t you say that before- thought you had finally met someone at the university. Well, I’ll leave you guys, sorry about intruding I guess." Jacob disappears down the staircase, and you let out a weak sigh of relief. The door creaks open. "Your step-cousin, am I?" She holds a few fingers to her lips and chuckles. [[“Alright, let’s go.”]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

"Oh wait man, you serious?" Jacob looks flushed, and pulls himself from the door knob. "Why didn’t you say that before- thought you had finally met someone at the university. Well, I’ll leave you guys, sorry about intruding I guess." Jacob disappears down the staircase, and you let out a weak sigh of relief. The door creaks open. "Your step-mom, am I?" She holds a few fingers to her lips and chuckles. [[“Alright, let’s go.”]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

"Oh wait man, you serious?" Jacob looks flushed, and pulls himself from the door knob. "Why didn’t you say that before- thought you had finally met someone at the university. Well, I’ll leave you guys, sorry about intruding I guess." Jacob disappears down the staircase, and you let out a weak sigh of relief. The door creaks open. "Your step-sister, am I?" She holds a few fingers to her lips and chuckles. [[“Alright, let’s go.”]](set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

Before being able to gather the willpower to turn away, your eyes drift down, and you let out a grasp you can’t contain. "You ok back there? I hope I’m not taking too long." You swallow before responding. "No, no, you’re fine. I’m just... hungry too. Looking forward to dinner, even if this is all a bit unexpected." "Aww." In the mirror you see a leg arch back in happiness. "Well, that makes two of us then." With all your strength, you tear away from the nude daemon behind you and take deep breaths to try, hopelessly, to quell the chaos that’s erupted beneath your belt. [[“Ok, I’m ready!”]] (set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

With several pulls, the curtains slide away, and a bright shaft of moonlight spills in. There are 2 adjacent dorm buildings decorated with university colors and flags. "Hey! What do you think you’re-?" "Well, if I’m not going to lust after you... just admit you don’t deserve me, and the curtains close." "''Pffft''. As if. Like you could ''EVER'' do better than me." You move so youi aren't blocking the window, and a few college students approach their windows, transfixed by the creature trying to dress. "Hell yah!" You hear someone yell, and a spree of scattered applause and cheering lets out. "Good lord, the degeneracy out there. Sizing up all of me... you really know how to make me feel like a plaything. But I'm not begging for ''ANYTHING''- what gives you the right?" You chuckle, "Because you're a pet, remember? And think- they get to get off to you without having to deal with how incessantly annoying you are. Win-win?" "Uggh, you’re intolerable. I’m far more interested in din-din, at this point." "Dumb joke." "It was a ''lovely'' joke, and ''you’re'' stupid, and just ''scared'' to fall in love with me. ''NOW'', you can turn back around." [["I’m ready to go.”]] (set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

"Let me guess- thinking back to badly you wanted to take me on that bed?" You look at the beautiful daemon sitting across from you, ice water in hand. "You know what... you’re lucky you’re cute, I’ll say that much." Before concealing herself with more sarcasm, you trace the hint of blush cross her cheeks, delighted- a hand twisting her poneytail, slightly flustered. "Aww he thinks I’m cute. Well... you aren’t such an eyesore yourself, $playerName." You lean in and continue, "...you’re cute... but needing to learn some respect, brat." She sticks her forked tongue out and grips the sides of her top, jiggling a bit in rebellion. "Oh, what a ''way'' with words. Look at us with the pet names already." You lean back, thinking back to the attic. "The name you signed on the contract... I didn’t catch it. What was it?" "Well..." she raises an eyebrow playfully, “...what do you think you read? Or what, even, did you ''want'' to read?” (Choose from the options to give the sucubbus a name, then follow that link.) (input-box:2bind $daemonName,"=XX=") 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Give her a pet name.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Give her an ex's name.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Whisper a superior's name.]]

You are jerked back to the present, sitting feet away from her, and a hand, embellished with bright red nails, reaches to hold yours. She lets out an excited giggle. "Dont you think this place is perfect? And my outfit pairs so well! You did a great job, it’ll be hard to forget tonight, I’m sure." You share a moment while the waiter brings waters, and you both start with the menu. "Hey... when we signed our names on the contract... I can't have ready your signature right. What is your name?" "Well," she cocks her head coyly, “what did you read, exactly? Or what, even, did you ''want'' to read?” (Choose from the options to give the sucubbus a name, then follow that link.) (input-box:2bind $daemonName,"=XX=") 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Give her a pet name.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Give her an ex's name.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Whisper a superior's name.]]

You urgently wretch your eyes free from the her full figure as you think you hear a 'tut, tut, tut' lecturing you under her breath. "Well, it looks like you picked the perfect dress for our dinner- I’m a little impressed. So strange to find a young male human with such a read on women’s clothing... but don’t worry, I don’t suspect anything ''deviant'' of you..." She playfully taps her black fingernails on the veneer of the tasteful hardwood table. "But you ''have'' experimented... right? Come now, I can keep a secret you know." Unsure what she’s getting at, you muster up something to say, and in response she raises a hand. "I’m just teasing, I promise. Let’s talk about... well, what would you like to talk about, $playerName?" "Well... to be honest, I don’t even know your name. I tried reading your signature on the contract, but there’s no way..." "No way what? Go on, what do you think my name is? Or what, even, do you think my name ''should'' be?" (Choose from the options to give the sucubbus a name, then follow that link.) (input-box:2bind $daemonName,"=XX=") 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[Give her a pet name.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Give her an ex's name.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[Whisper a superior's name.]]

She nods. "Everyone just looks so... normal... complacent. No excitement at all, it’s just calm, here. It’s an odd thing- very human." “Well, how would you like to add some excitement to this place then? Something that will have people talking?" She turns, little ears perked. "Now you have my attention." You hand her your phone. "Take this into a bathroom stall. Your going to use it to take some picturesthat we can upload them to the 'Welp' page for this place. My guess is this place will boom with business after that." "It wasn’t enough to show off your little trophy from the window then? No, you want to lay me bare for every lusting college boy within 10 miles." She gets that look on her face. "How about you come with me? Could snap a few pics... then fool around a little?" You shake your head. [["Bathroom, now. I won’t ask again."]]

The waiter suddenly appears, bringing over waters. “Oh dear no,” you glance at the unopened menus, “we haven’t even looked yet. We’ll be a few minutes, thank you." There’s a pause while you both read over the menu. You find yourself having a hard time focusing on the menu while the breathtaking creature is just a few feet in front of you. A plan to appreciate her beauty even more begins to form when you notice her looking at some of the other patrons at the restaurant. While looking at the menu you hear the softest little 'sigh', and look up to see $daemonName looking at some of the other restaurant patrons. [["Hey... everything alright?"]] (set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

"Do you ever just... people watch, $playerName? Not to be critical, but just to wonder... where people come from, what do they do, how couples met." She turns to you. "The others here, when they look at us, what do you think they see? What would you have them see?" 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[A confident man and a brat still learning discipline.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Two lovebirds that can’t wait to get home.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[A teacher and student celebrating.]] (set: $SUBValue to it + 1)

The waiter suddenly appears, bringing over waters. “Oh dear no,” you glance at the unopened menus, “we haven’t even looked yet. We’ll be a few minutes, thank you." You both return to the menus, but you notice $daemonName keeps looking around the diner. "I’m sorry," she says when she sees you eyeing her curiously," I’ve just never been around so many young humans. School must be so exciting- so many new people to meet. I could people-watch all day and just wonder what they study, what their personalities are like, what kind of chemistry couples have.” She looks at you warmly. "I wonder... if they were to look at us... what do you think they would see? What do you think they ''should'' see?" 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[A confident man and a brat still learning discipline.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Two lovebirds that can’t wait to get home.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[A teacher and student celebrating.]] (set: $ROMValue to it + 1)

She huffs and pouts a moment. "Well, maybe I’ll meet someone nice on the way and ''THEY'LL'' want to fool around.” She takes off for the restroom, your phone in hand and ponytail bobbing. After a few moments, she returned with a snide look on her face, failing to hide how worked up she felt being sent to take photos. "I passed by this young couple on the way back- you see them over there? So sweet. But total nerds... ugh, the sex can’t be good, it just can’t. I can just tell.” She turns to you, and bats her eyes, "what do you think people see when they look at us, $playerName?" 1. ((text-colour:magenta)[DOM]) [[A confident man and a brat still learning discipline.]] 2. ((text-colour:red)[ROM] [[Two lovebirds that can’t wait to get home.]] 3. ((text-colour:purple)[SUB]) [[A teacher and student celebrating.]]

There’s a moment of silence while your words sink in. The $daemonName looks like she wants to say soemthing, but bites her forked tongue. "Uh... what? A picture?" Your laid back attitude has clearly thrown Damien off. You scroll through your phone’s photos, seeing at least 20 new photos taken from some very creative angles, each showing more of your date's naked body than the last. "Here, check it out." He looks in stunned silence, feasting on bare flesh he hadn’t known he needed until now. His eyes flash between $daemonName sitting clothed and the stripping scarlet on the screen. "Goddamn man... I’m a step behind you. This girl is exquisite- how’d you find her?" "Had to find a replacement once you took my girlfriend- [[so I figured I’d make it an upgrade."]] (set: $DOMValue to it + 1)

Your bully blinks in surprise, darting his eyes between you and $daemonName. "You mean... her? She’ll fight for you? I mean, I'm sure she can take a hit but golly, guess chivalry is lost on you buddy." $daemonName continues intently watching Damien, and decides to break cover. "Oh, $playerName is just being a little dramatic, as usual. I don’t think I could take you, tough guy- but how about you join us, I’d ''love'' to hear more about how you two know each other." While speaking, she’s leaned over to rub a hand on his bicep- a friendly invitation to join. Between Damien standing and her leaning, she is giving him a stellar view of her buxom chest, and he barely hesitates. "Sure, I’d love to. Hey babe, maybe wait in the car for a bit? I don’t want your ex traumatizing you more than he has already. I’ll be out soon." [[Watch her leave.]]

The bully shakes his head, "Upgrade is putting it lightly.I... I can’t believe I’m bowing out, but, like, gotta give it to the MVP. I’ll just send them to my mobile and leave you guys be, aight?" You look to your daemonic date. "Is that okay with you, $daemonName?" With eyes turned to her, $daemonName leans back in her seat, trying her best to look nonchalant before nodding in agreeance. "Sick... aight. I won’t be needing your ex tonight so... she’s all yours if you want her. Catch ya’ll later!" Damien walks straight out of the restaurant, leaving your ex behind wearing a confused and slightly mortified expression. She steps forward, a bit uncertain, and turns to you. [["Listen… I think-"]]

In a flash, $daemonName is toe-to-toe with her, close enough for breasts to touch, and the daemon points a warning finger in the air. "Nu-uh honey. You had your chance, and guess who’s taken your place? You better follow that numbskull out before I become ''your'' bully- and no man’s going to want to pound you after the pounding I give you." Surprised by the short woman's ferocity, a few cautious steps away become your ex turning for the exit, looking back to shoot a look. $daemonName brushes off her top and takes a seat. You raise an eyebrow. "And what if I'd ''wanted'' to hear her out? Sounded like I was about to get some closure." The indecent daemon cocks her head, "oh, you don’t need her. She’s disloyal- and even worse, boring. If you want closure, just wait until my lips close around your-" "Spankings, when we get home. That should help you listen." With barely concealed delight, she makes big eyes at you and says, "well can we leave now then? Please? I’m ready for a lesson..." You pull out your wallet and pay. "Let’s get out of here." [[Head home.]]

"I’m not scared to fight- you better be ready to give up your seat loverboy." Suddenly self assured, he glances at the daemon as if to assess his new prospect. The succubus turns to you and under the table, you feel something akin to an electric current surge up through your fingers. The daemon smiles and mouths, "good luck." You stand, and in a single maneuver, connect your fist with the side of Damien’s temple. He’s sent flying, sliding 8 feet and colliding with another couples table. He looks stunned, and your ex takes a few steps towards him before deciding to back away. Everyone in the restuarant stares for a shocked moment before returning to their meals, eager to forget the intrusion. You sit down and watch Damien stumble to his feet. Holding his head, he flashes you a glance while walking out the front door. You feel soft hands caressing your own, and turn to see $daemonName smiling. "I knew you had it in you. Hope I’m a good enough prize to take home." [[You feel a presence directly behind you.]]

As you move to stand, you feel smooth hands grip under the table, and something akin to an electric current surge up through your fingers. The daemon smiles and mouths, "good luck." As Damien winds back, you connect your fist with the side of his temple. He’s sent flying, sliding 8 feet and colliding with another couples table. He looks stunned, and your ex takes a few steps towards him before deciding to back away. Everyone in the restuarant stares for a shocked moment before returning to their meals, eager to forget the intrusion. You sit down and watch Damien stumble to his feet. Holding his head, he flashes you a glance while walking out the front door. You feel soft hands caressing your own, and turn to see $daemonName smiling. "I knew you had it in you. Hope I’m a good enough prize to take home." [[You feel a presence directly behind you.]]

Your ex looks down. "That’s what I figured. And I don’t blame you... it’s probably what I deserve."(set: $threesome to false) She rummages through her purse and finds her phone, swiping quickly. You feel your phone vibrate. "Well.. if you want to change your mind, I just sent you a few reminders. You know... fun ones.” She smiles bashfully and leaves the restaurant. You glance down and see at least 20 photos, none of them ‘safe for work.’ "Ooooh." The daemon leans over the table to catch a look. "What a desperate little thing- but you were smart to let her go, she would have just gotten in the way. I might have to take a look at those though... might give me some ideas for later. In any case, I think we've had enough ''public'' excitement for one night." [[Head home.]]

"Oh... like tonight, tonight?" (set: $threesome to true) She glances between you and the succubus, who is practically eating her alive with her eyes, her tongue flicking in and out. "Only say yes if you like it rough, pretty little thing." Your ex looks a little taken aback by your confidence, but a smile slowly grows. "Yeah, sure... I’m game." As your ex walks away, the succubus can’t help blowing her a kiss. Your ex blushes and gives a hurried wave goodbye before exiting. "Well, isn’t ''SHE'' a delicious little dessert. I must say, your confidence has been growing. We best head home, wouldn’t want her to get started without us." [[Head home.]]

"$playerName... can I say something?" It’s your ex-girlfriend, still looking flustered after the turn of events. "I never meant to... I feel like... I’m sorry, $playerName. I miss you. Damien could never replace what you used to give me. I'm not expecting anything but... whatever it takes, I’ll do it. As long as you take me back." The succubus is inspecting the girl curiously. "What a sweet girl- smart too. Seems like she's over a barrel. Well $playerName- are you as forgiving as you are fearsome?"(set: $ROMValue to it + 1)(if: ($ROMValue < $DOMValue) or ($ROMValue < $SUBValue))[ 1. [["I’ve moved on, and you should too. We’ve made our choices."]] 2. (You aren't romantic enough to invite your ex to a threesome.) ] (else:)[ 1. [["I’ve moved on, and you should too. We’ve made our choices."]] 2. [["Meet us later tonight at my place."]]]

A pale form enters your view, but you can’t stop fucking- the pleasure too strong overwhelming. Your ex-girlfriend is completely stripped, and places a naked hand on your shoulder as you keep plowing $daemonName. With all the commotion, it’s no wonder you didn’t hear her enter. "Good lord... I’d almost forgotten how good you are at this. You think there might be room for... I mean, do you want to..." [[Kiss her.]]

He blinks in surprise and turns to $daemonName, speaking as if he hadn’t heard you. "And who is this? Damn dude, I thought I did good sniping your last girl, but man... what I wouldn’t do..." He very unceremoniously eyes $daemonName up and down, even leaning back to get a better view. "Well this is simple, right? You two fight, and the winner has me all to themselves." You both share a glance, and you aren’t exactly sure what to say. [["Brawling to win a girl is barbaric... there's got to be a better way."]] [["Suits me just fine. Stand and deliver, Damien."]]

Wordlessly, the young woman leaves. $daemonName is preoccupied stroking Damien's bicep, turning to make eye contact with you. You aren;t entirely sure what your face betrays, but what you see in her eyes is impish, wicked, and playful. While Damien fusses for a moment with his gold watch band, you read her velvet lips say "trust me." "So, Damien," sensual fingers turn his strong jawline to face her. "I’m to understand you’re something of a bully my $playerName." Damien rolls his eyes before gluing them back onto the beautiful seductress. "Has he been bothering you with that talk? His girl practically ''ran'' into my arms. It’s not my fault he couldn’t make her happy.” "Oh? And ''you'' know how to make girls happy?" $daemonName’s tongue darts playfully from her lips, and she leans into Damien’s larger form. You can’t see her hands, but her arms suggested they couldn’t have been on her lap. Damien flashes you a look, covering up his surprise with a front of confidence. "I don’t get any complaints. I’ve managed to work my way into quite a few hearts." The succubus cranks up the charm, seeming to melt at his words. "My, what a charmer. You know, I’ve a reputation as a bit of a charmer myself." Damien’s jolts in surprise, slowly raising his arms to recline more comfortably into the booth. $daemonName’s arms start making rhythmic motions under the table, and she turns to you to mouth, [["a snake charmer."]]

They are both clearly enjoying each other, the tall man gazing at awe while she mischievously bites her lip. "Damn $playerName... I thought I did good landing your last girl... but these one-" A large hand begins to slide up the succubus until it finds a home groping her left breast, gently kneading and squeezing as $daemonName lets out a tiny whine in response. "-this one was built for me." As Damien’s eyes roll back in ecstasy, $daemonName turns to you, her wicked grin softened. She asks under her breath, "just say the word, $playerName. How far do you want me to take this?" (set: $SUBValue to it + 1)(if: ($DOMValue < $ROMValue) or ($DOMValue < $SUBValue))[ 1. You aren't submissive enough to let them go find a stall. 2. [["Kick his ass, now."]] ] (else:)[ 1. [[Go with him to the restroom.]] 2. [["Kick his ass, now."]] ]

With every stroke an image slams against your mind, filling you with a mixture of desire and massacism you’ve never known before. Stroke- them in a stall together. Stroke- he’s ripping off her dress. Stroke- she’s presenting herself to him, leaned against the thin walls. Stroke- he’s so large, even her serpent tongue can’t wrap completely around it. Stroke... Stroke... Stroke... [["What are you..."]]

You turn to see your ex, looking down at you with a confused expression. At her angle, you could have no doubt she’s been watching you, and you hurry to move your hand away. "I... they left to uh, use the restroom." She waits a minute before responding. "... like, together? You're sure?" All you can do is nod yes. She heads towards the restrooms. Time passes until it's been nearly 10 minutes since your ex caught you pleasuring yourself. Until one by one, they reemerge. Damien first, looking triumphant, neglecting to even look your way before walking out of the restaurant. Then your ex, with significantly messier hair than before. And last, $daemonName, who takes a seat. “You have a nice dinner $daemonName? Get filled up? You’ll need your strength for later. And guess what- I got us some exciting pictures I think you’ll want to see later! Cmon $playerName, let’s go home.” [[Head home.]]

(set: $spankTimes to it + 1) (if:$spankTimes < 6)[[['Thwap!']]] (if:$spankTimes > 0)[ "Awww yesssss." ](if:$spankTimes > 1)[ "-mhhm $playerName! Spank this naughty slut" ](if:$spankTimes > 2)[ You continue reddening her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[tight ass,](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump ass](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[bubbly ass,] and notice how her eyes follow each time your hand archs up to punish her, hypnotized. ](if:$spankTimes > 3)[ "-uhhhhhhghghhhh" ](if:$spankTimes > 4)[ "-uhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" ](if:$spankTimes > 5)[ She squirms in place, before looking back with satisfied smile. “Am I good and punished yet, $playerName?” (set: $DOMSpank to true) [[Keep spanking.]] (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]] ]

(set: $spankTimes to it + 1) (if:$spankTimes < 6)[[[spank]]] (if:$spankTimes > 0)[ "Uhhhggghhh." ](if:$spankTimes > 1)[ "-mhhm $playerName, spank your lover! Spank me harder please!" ](if:$spankTimes > 2)[ You continue reddening her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[ass,](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[plump ass](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[big, bubbly ass,] and notice how her eyes follow each time your hand archs up to punish her, hypnotized. ](if:$spankTimes > 3)[ "-uhhhhhhghghhhh" ](if:$spankTimes > 4)[ "-uhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" ](if:$spankTimes > 5)[ She squirms in place, before looking back with satisfied smile. “Mhhhm, are you enjoying my ass $playerName? I’ve other purposes for it, you know.”(set: $ROMSpank to true) [[Keep spanking her.]] (if:$ROMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank her.]]](if:$ROMBlowjob is false)[ 2. [[Get a blowjob.]]](if:$ROMCowgirl is false)[ 3. [[Fuck in reverse cowgirl.]]](if:$ROMDoggystyle is false)[ 4. [[Fuck doggystyle.]]] 5. [[Fuck in missionary (will end story).]] ]

"''aahhhhhhhhhh''!!" She shrieks as you twist each nipple between your finger, cruelly milking each teet like a daemonic cow needing relief. As you continue applying pressure, you see her surprise escalate into intense pleasure, and when her eyes begin to roll back, you sternly say, "No cumming. You haven’t earned it yet." She looks at you pleadingly, but doesn’t complain, too occupied being tossed around on the waves of pleasure cascading up and down her body. After a few moment of teasing, her nipples soft and tender, you lower your hands, and she lays down on the bed. (set: $DOMPinch to true) (if:$DOMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank.]]](if:$DOMHandcuff is false)[ 2. [[Handcuff.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 3. [[Look at pictures.]]](if:$DOMBlowjob is false)[ 4. [[Blowjob.]]](if:$DOMSpit is false)[ 5. [[Spit on.]]](if:$DOMPinch is false)[ 6. [[Pinch nipples.]]] 7. [[Fuck (will end story).]]

Primal, carnal instinct surges, and the thought of draining yourself inside the succubus’s succulent body becomes too much to resist any longer. You rip $daemonName's panties off, revealing (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[her small, tight pussy, smooth and hairless, just barely glistening with wetness](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[her stiff little girl-cock glistening at the end](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[a long, stiff girl-cock that bounces out, glistening at the end]. You take hold of her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[skinny](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[generous](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[wide] hips, and begin pushing against her hole, feminine moans swelling with each thrust. Her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[tiny little titties bounce frantically](else-if:$CerealAmount is 1)[buxom breasts bounce heavenly](else-if:$CerealAmount is 2)[massive jiggling milkers bounce fantastically] with each glorious thrust, and with a deep gasp of pleasure, your entire cock slides in. The fucking rises in intensity, and it's hard to pull your eyes away from (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[her tight pussy getting wetter and wetter](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[her girl-dick throbbing with stimuli](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[her thick girl-cock bouncing] as you pound her into the sheets. You grab her little collar and pull her close, continuing to fuck her (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[pussy](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[ass](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[ass and stroke her cock] and whisper, "are you mine, little $daemonName?" Any trace of $daemonName's brattiness had been wiped from that cute face, wining in desperation to orgasm. Without hesitation she cries, "oh yes, yes $playerName. ''I’m your little slave, your sexpet- whatever use you have for me I’ll do, no matter what. Use me- please, it’s all I’m good for!''” You grin in satisfaction and pick up speed as you feel yourself approaching. [["Are you ready to be bred?"]]

Primal, carnal instinct surges, and the thought of draining yourself inside the succubus’s succulent body becomes too much to resist any longer. You rip $daemonName's panties off, revealing (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[her small, tight pussy, smooth and hairless, just barely glistening with wetness](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[her stiff little girl-cock glistening at the end](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[a long, stiff girl-cock that bounces out, glistening at the end]. You take hold of her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[skinny](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[generous](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[wide] hips, and begin pushing against her hole, feminine moans swelling with each thrust. Her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[tiny little titties bounce frantically](else-if:$CerealAmount is 1)[buxom breasts bounce heavenly](else-if:$CerealAmount is 2)[massive jiggling milkers bounce fantastically] with each glorious thrust, and with a deep gasp of pleasure, your entire cock slides in. The fucking rises in intensity, and it's hard to pull your eyes away from (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[her tight pussy getting wetter and wetter](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[her girl-dick throbbing with stimuli](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[her thick girl-cock bouncing] as you pound her into the sheets. [[Grab her collar.]] You grab her little collar and pull her close, continuing to fuck her (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[pussy](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[ass](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[ass and stroke her cock] and whisper, "are you mine, little $daemonName?" Any trace of $daemonName's brattiness had been wiped from that cute face, wining in desperation to orgasm. Without hesitation she cries, "oh yes, yes $playerName. ''I’m your little slave, your sexpet- whatever use you have for me I’ll do, no matter what. Use me- please, it’s all I’m good for!''” You grin in satisfaction and pick up speed as you feel yourself approaching. Her eyes widen, but before she can answer, you command. "Cum!" She writhes in pleasure on your cock while you let loose, cumming again and again into her tight, hungry hole. You both collapse onto the bed and hold each other before slipping into sleep. (link: "Restart")[(reload:)] [[Leave feedback for the developer.]]

(if:$SausageAmount is 0)[](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[]

You pull the red and white panties to the side and push the head of your cock against her hole. You both gasp as the head slips in easily, and $daemonName responds by rocking from side to side, each wiggle driving the dick further, and further into her. "Uhhhhhhhhh." "Uhhhh! Uhhhhh yeesssssss." "Like that- ''fuck'', just like that baby."(if:$CerealAmount is 2)[ From behind, the edges of her supremely busty chest are still visible, mounds jiggling with each movement of her supple form.] She bounces in rhythm, skily hair bouncing and swaying as her hole pounds against you again, and again, and again. Her little moans rise to shrieks as the bounces intensify, and you feel fingers grip your legs tightly as she pounds harder, and harder. [[Fuck faster.]]

"Uhh!" "Uhhhhhh!!" "''Uhhhhhh!!!!!!''" She grips tighter, and slams down so you’re balls deep inside her hungry hole, and stops, quivering, to desperately cry out "''cccuuuummminnnggg.''" You feel juice run down your cock as she fights against an orgasm shooting up her spine. After a minute, she’s lying beside you, panting in happy exhaustion. (set: $ROMCowgirl to true) (if:$ROMSpank is false)[ 1. [[Spank her.]]](if:$ROMBlowjob is false)[ 2. [[Get a blowjob.]]](if:$ROMCowgirl is false)[ 3. [[Fuck in reverse cowgirl.]]](if:$ROMDoggystyle is false)[ 4. [[Fuck doggystyle.]]] 5. [[Fuck in missionary (will end story).]]

You look at succubus's sweet, caring face, and use a thumb to stroke her cheek. You feel warm affection well up inside you and begin to mutate into primal, carnal instinct, surging. A thought comes to mind to delectable to ignore- filling up her warm, succulent body while watching that face writhe in pleasure. Sliding off her what little covering she has left reveals (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[a small, tight pussy glistening with wetness](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[a small little girl-dick, the end glistening in excitement](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[a long, delicious cock that bounces out, swollen in excitement and begging to be touched]. You take hold of her (if:$PastaAmount is 0)[roomy](else-if:$PastaAmount is 1)[wide](else-if:$PastaAmount is 2)[massive] hips and push against the hole, her moans swelling with each thrust against her. Her (if:$CerealAmount is 0)[well-endowed](else-if:$CerealAmount is 1)[large](else-if:$CerealAmount is 2)[massive] breasts bounce rhythmically with each push, and in a gasp of pleasure, your entire cock slides inside. You continue fucking her, and watch (if:$SausageAmount is 0)[her pussy get wetter and wetter](else-if:$SausageAmount is 1)[her girl-dick throbbing with stimuli](else-if:$SausageAmount is 2)[her girl-dick throbbing with stimuli] as you pound her into the sheets. Her cute complexion glistens with perspiration- her body overwhelmed with feeling. Her glasses threaten to fall off with each forceful fuck, bouncing in time with her tits. Her eyes locked into yours, she reaches behind you to grab your gluts and push you further in with each plunge. "Fuck... fuck... make me yours, please. Make me your girlfriend... all I want is to be your lover, forever. Make me yours- pleaaaaaseeee!!”(if:$threesome is true)[ [[You see something out of the corner of your eye.]] ](else:)[ Each thrust brushes against the daemon’s g-spot until she is cumming again, and again. As you feel yourself coming close, you release your grip on the daemon’s hips and reach for her breasts. Wordlessly, breaths become louder and louder until you let loose deep inside her. $daemonName writhes in pleasure on your cock, cumming again and again into her stretched hole. You both collapse onto the bed and hold each other tight before drifting off to sleep. (link: "Restart")[(reload:)] [[Leave feedback for the developer.]] ]

Your deep kiss shuts her up, and while one hand guides her lips to yours, the other confidently squeezes the daemon’s hip, refusing to miss a beat. You both pull away from the kiss, and $daemonName reaches over to hoist the girl up, twisting her so she’s seated on the daemon’s face. Your ex looks surprised until the forked tongue gets to work, and an alltogether different expression passes over her face. "Uhh! Uhhhh! ''Uuuhhh!''" A chorus of moans, each thrust hitting the daemon’s g-spot and pushing her tongue deeper into your ex, whose now completely given into the experience and has locked lips with you again. As you feel yourself coming close, you release your grip on the daemon’s hips and reach for your ex’s breasts. Wordlessly, the breaths become louder and louder, until all three of you cum together. $daemonName writhes in pleasure on your cock while you let loose, cumming again and again into her stretched hole. Your ex has her eyes closed, overwhelmed by the forked tongue probing every inch of her pussy. After it’s all over, you all collapse onto the bed and hold each other tight before falling asleep. (link: "Restart")[(reload:)] [[Leave feedback for the developer.]]

(set: $DOMJacob to false)(set: $DOMPictures to false)(set: $DOMHump to false)(set: $DOMChest to false)(set: $DOMCrotch to false)(set: $DOMFeet to false)(set: $DOMPremature to false) "Ok little thing, you can come in now. $daemonName’s ready for you." You slowly open the door to the attic, every fiber of your body tense, eyes drinking in every detail, and you see $daemonName standing beside the bed. She’s fit head to toe in a sleek leather one-piece, and the stretched fabric looks slightly shimmery in the dim candle lights that she’s placed around the bed. The leather is doing its best stretched over her massive chest, and her short hair has been wrapped up into a bun. With a gasp, your eyes follow a large bulge in the leather, starting at her groin and working it’s way maybe half a foot down her leg. She invites you over by gesturing with a finger. "Hi there sweetie. I got so worked up over dinner that I needed to slip into something a little more comfortable. We almost caused a scene out there.(if:$DOMRestroom is false)[ if I’d teased your bully much longer I’d be milking his big member with my throat- or better yet, I’d have been pushed onto the table with it buried in my ass.](if:$DOMRestroom is true)[Milking that man’s big member with my throat really tired me out. And I swear I always tell myself to remind men not to finish in me if I forget condoms, but... I guess I can’t help myself around those types.] With a smooth motion, she sits at the edge of the bed and undoes her outfit’s zipper just a few inches, exposing her neckline and almost pushing her shoulders out. "Cmon here baby, no need to be shy. That’s it, on your knees." [[Get on your knees.]]

(set: $DOMJacob to false)(set: $DOMPictures to false)(set: $DOMHump to false)(set: $DOMChest to false)(set: $DOMCrotch to false)(set: $DOMFeet to false)(set: $DOMPremature to false) "Ok little thing, you can come in now. $daemonName’s ready for you." You slowly open the door to the attic, every fiber of your body tense, eyes drinking in every detail, and you see $daemonName standing beside the bed. She’s fit head to toe in a sleek leather one-piece, and the stretched fabric looks slightly shimmery in the dim candle lights that she’s placed around the bed. The leather is doing its best stretched over her massive chest, and her short hair has been wrapped up into a bun. With a gasp, your eyes follow a large bulge in the leather, starting at her groin and working it’s way maybe half a foot down her leg. She invites you over by gesturing with a finger. "Hi there sweetie. I got so worked up over dinner that I needed to slip into something a little more comfortable. We almost caused a scene out there-(if:$DOMRestroom is false)[if I’d teased your bully much longer I’d be milking his big member with my throat- or better yet, I’d have been pushed onto the table with it buried in my ass.](if:$DOMRestroom is true)[Milking that man’s big member with my throat really tired me out. And I swear I always tell myself to remind men not to finish in me if I forget condoms, but... I guess I can’t help myself around those types.] "$daemonName's so excited to honor our little contract- the food was good, despite all of that other nonsense." With a smooth motion, she sits at the edge of the bed and undoes her outfit’s zipper just a few inches, exposing her neckline and almost pushing her shoulders out. "Cmon here baby, no need to be shy. That’s it, on your knees." You slowly comply, your brain in too much of a fog to fully grapple with what was happening, too slow to compute what you are supposed to do. “Now baby, how best can you serve $daemonName?” 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]] 2. [[Look at the pictures.]] 3. [[Hump leg.]] 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]] 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]] 6. [[Lick feet.]] 7. [[Cum immediately.]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

She stops mid-step and turns around, a finger wagging threateningly, "and don’t you ''DARE'' touch yourself while I’m gone. I mean it- your body is for me and me alone, got it?" She slams the door close, and you sit on the bed, wrapped up in thought while making every effort to ignore the painful erection in your pants. After ~10 excruciating minutes you hear something, something quiet growing from under your feet. You wonder if the radiator is having problems again when you realize it’s bed springs being abused, screeching through the house. [['''Err-ee, err-ee, err-ee.''']]

You find yourself hypnotized by the sound, and as the springs squeaks louder and faster, your heartbeat follows suit, until you feel like it’s about to jump out of your chest. "Oh! Oooh, yes! Oh Jacob, all of it! Give it to $daemonName, ''Jacob, don’t make me beg anymore''- I can’t take it! Please!" The squeaks rise to a fevered pitch until a thunderous moan of mixed voices erupts from under you. You feel dizzy enough to pass out. The squeaks stop, and less than a minute later, $daemonName slips back into the attic room, wiping something from her face. "There we go. Let me tell you- ''such'' a nice boy, so respectful. He wasn't the most confident at first, but he knows how to treat a lady in need." "Now then," she slides in next to you on the bed, and you see her mascara is beginning to run, her hair a bit messy. (set: $DOMJacob to true) (if:$DOMJacob is false)[ 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 2. [[Look at the pictures.]]](if:$DOMHump is false)[ 3. [[Hump leg.]]](if:$DOMChest is false)[ 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]]](if:$DOMCrotch is false)[ 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]]](if:$DOMFeet is false)[ 6. [[Lick feet.]]](if:$DOMPremature is false)[ 7. [[Cum immediately.]]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

You start exploring her extra appendage with your tongue before a gentle hand on the back of your head guides it deeper, and deeper, until taking $daemonName’s girth is all you can think about, and her thrusts down your throat become in-time with your heartbeat. As you feel her balls slam against your chin, and you realize you’re taking all of her, you start a spree of coughs and she pulls herself out. "Good boy! That was so good, you’re making me feel soooooo good."(set: $DOMCrotch to true) (if:$DOMJacob is false)[ 1. [[Go have fun with Jacob first.]]](if:$DOMPictures is false)[ 2. [[Look at the pictures.]]](if:$DOMHump is false)[ 3. [[Hump leg.]]](if:$DOMChest is false)[ 4. [[Push your face into her chest.]]](if:$DOMCrotch is false)[ 5. [[Push your face into her crotch.]]](if:$DOMFeet is false)[ 6. [[Lick feet.]]](if:$DOMPremature is false)[ 7. [[Cum immediately.]]] 8. [[Penetration (will end the story).]]

You hesitantly slide off your pants and begin pushing into her, grabbing onto her legs as you try penetrating her. Your eyes clenched close in frustration, you push harder, harder, until the head of your dick slips in, and you let out a satisfied little moan. "Mhhhm, good job $daemonName. Keep going- don’t tell me thats all you got." You open your eyes and see the succubus grinning evilly, one hand moving up and down the shaft of her enormous appendage. You try to push harder and harder until- you slip all the way inside, and feel a burst of pleasure sliding in and out of $daemonName's generous hole. "''Fuck yes!''" You cry out, building closer and closer. Cmon baby, you can do it...'' cum inside $daemonName''." [[Cum.]]

With a deep shudder, you feel yourself overtaken by a massive orgasm, and cum spills from your head all over the sheets. You feel rain drip against your face, and blink your eyes open to find that $daemonName came too, covering your face and chest. You both heave with pleasure and collapse onto each other. You roll off her and feel yourself her sleepy as she lovingly spoons you from behind. You both have traces of smiles as you fall asleep. (link: "Restart")[(reload:)] [[Leave feedback for the developer.]]

Your little desperate sounds encourage her to continue, and by the time two fingers easily slide in, both cocks are dripping in apprehension. "That’s it $playerName, that’s a ''good boy''. Look up at $daemonName while I finger you please." You turn your eyes to her, and take it all in- her eyes, glowing with hunger, her massive cock sliding against yours, two massive breasts swaying with each motion, and the fingers ravaging your hole. You take a deep breath, and gasp as she triumphantly forces the head of her cock against your hole, pushing harder, harder harder- your moans climb higher, higher. [[Become completely submissive.]]

Before you know it, you’ve achieved total slutdom, and she is sliding every inch into your submissive little hole. Through the fog of ecstasy, you think you hear her berating you... or is she encouraging you? Your eyes slip from her eyes to her chest again, and you feel the massive force inside you tense and shudder. Your own prick begins to twitch, and together you both release to create a cacophony of sex, sweat, and semen. You both heave with pleasure and collapse onto each other. She slides out of you, and lays behind you. You feel yourself become sleepy as she lovingly spoons you. You both have traces of smiles as you fall asleep. (link: "Restart")[(reload:)] [[Leave feedback for the developer.]]