Chapter 0 - Fuzzy Magic

What!?!” I yelled at the curvy blonde that my frumpy middle aged aunt Samantha had morphed into. “What? What?” I waved my hands in confusion. “What the fuck?”

“Calm down, Megan.” The young girl gave me an sympathetic smile. “Now that you’re eighteen it’s time I told you everything.  For starters, I’m not really your aunt.”

“I knew it!” I wagged my finger in her face. “You kidnapped me as a child didn’t you? It explains so much.”

“No. I’m your great…” She started counting on her fingers. “Fuck it. You’re the eighteenth girl, born into the eighteenth generation of my descendants, and tonight is the first full moon since your eighteenth birthday. You are the next one to inherit the power.

“What power?”

“The power to summon the Liln. The children of Lilith, Queen of the Night.”

“And why would I do that? Why would I want to summon these demons?”

“Spirits of lust and desire, not demons. As a Succubus you use them to fuel your powers, by draining their essence.” She leaned in conspiratorially. “By fucking them silly.” 

“What’s a Succubus?” Something clicked in my brain. “This is why you took me in and raised me isn’t it? This is why you let me have this cabin behind your house for free.” I was mad. I balled my fists and gave her my evilest look. It didn’t faze her. It never had. “You’ve been using me.”

“I took you in because you’re family, and I love you. The mark on your hip was an unexpected, but pleasant, bonus.” She threw her arms wide. “And this place affords us both some privacy to practice our arts. And a Succubus is, kinda like a vampire. Only instead of blood we feed on desire, lust, and orgasm.” A contented smile spread across her face. “And before you ask, normal people would die from it."

I cocked an inquisitive eyebrow. “Fucking the Liln or fucking us?”

“Yes. Now, Let’s get started.” She pointed at my bedroom door. “Go get Bunny. I know you still sleep with him, don’t be embarrassed.”

Confused, but curious, I went and got the plush bunny. He was huge, almost five feet tall, and dressed in a black suit. My aunt, … Grandma…,uh, Samantha had given him to me when I came to live with her. He had been a display model sent to her toy store all the way from England. She had tried to bribe him away from me with different, smaller animals, but I refused to yield. She had promised me any toy in the place and I wanted him. Sleeping next to him had made me feel safe,and not as lonely. It still did. 

“His name,” I said with a huff, “is Sir Benjamin Bunbury the Fourth of Long-Ear Manor.” I sat him in the armchair. “Not ‘Bunny’. If you’re a close friend you can call him Benji.” I narrowed my eyes. “You, however, will address him as Sir Bunbury."

“Whatever.” She grabbed him and propped him against the wall. “Remember when you were eight and married him in front of all your other stuffed animals?” She gave me a warm smile. “Soooo adorable.”

I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment. “What does he have to do with this?”

Samantha pulled down her pants. On her hip was a birthmark shaped like an owl in flight. “This is the mark of Lilith. It not only identifies you as a Succubus, but it allows you to summon the Liln. It also says something about the form the Liln take when summoned by you.”

I looked down at my hip. The rounded ears of a teddy bear peeped up over my jeans. “So you fuck owls and I’m going to fuck bears? I’m confused. I mean I’ve seen guys around the house. Human guys, and a few women as well come to think of it.

“You’ve seen Liln I’ve summoned. The owl means they always look human. Any size, shape, etc…, but always within human norms. It’s the oldest mark and means I’m something of a generalist, I suppose. Yours is newer, more, uh, specialized. A fetishist, if you want to give it a name. A Succubus that represents a specific sexual interest and whose powers will help it spread and flourish.” She stroked Benji’s head and winked.

My jaw dropped. “Plushies? I’m not into that! I’ve never… I, I don’t know anything about… ” I crossed my arms as my neck and face went red. I hoped it came across as anger. I mean, Yes, I shared a bed with Benji. Yes, I had “married” him. Yes, With the help of a strap-on, we had consummated that marriage several times in the last month, but I wasn’t telling her that! “There’s been a mistake! A misunderstanding, cause I am most definitely not like that!

“Whatever.” Samantha handed me a cup filled with a warm milky liquid. “Drink.” I took a tentative sip. Damn! It tasted like sugar cookies fresh from the oven! I swallowed the rest of it in one gulp. I felt the warmth spread through my entire body. It felt good. Really good. I wanted more. Samantha unceremoniously yanked my jeans to my knees snapping me back to reality. “That will allow you to summon your first Liln. Now do what I say, Megan. Lick those two fingers.” She nodded as I complied. “Good, Now rub your mark three times in a circular motion.” A cold chill passed through me and the warmth faded. What happened next though, caused me to drop the cup.

Benji twitched and shook for a second. Then with a pop he transformed into a human sized anthropomorphic hare. He leaned casually against the wall, with his hands in his pockets, and gave me a devilish buck toothed grin. I gasped. A familiar nervous tingle started in my belly. I pushed my knees together as I felt my pussy get wet. “Hello, My sweet, beautiful Megan.” His voice was smooth, cultured and very, very British. (Dammit!) I couldn’t stop a smitten grin from spreading across my face.  A sudden blast of music made me jump.

“What are you doing?”

My former aunt looked up from my laptop. “Finding some appropriate mood music.”

“Appropriate for what?”

“That.” She pointed. Benji had already stripped off his jacket, vest and tie. He worked on the buttons of his shirt while gyrating to the beat. As the shirt came off it revealed a lean, muscular body. Not a massive bodybuilder’s physique, but a runner’s tight frame. His chest and belly was snow white, thick and fluffy across his pecs, but thinning on his belly to reveal a taut six-pack. I tried unsuccessfully to not drool. “Seems like your powers make them more Furrie and less Plushie. OH!” Benji had turned his back and started to remove his pants. He teased them slowly down his narrow waist and hips revealing a firm brown furred ass crowned with a bushy tail. “I’m gonna go. Let you guys get better acquainted.”

I jumped up to stop her and promptly fell over. Cursing, I ripped off my shoes and jeans and stood up again. “No! You can’t leave me here with…with… HIM!” She just smiled. “Seriously, I’m not into this.” I felt velvety arms encircle my waist and hot breath on the back of my neck. Surprisingly dexterous paws slid into my shirt and under my bra. My nipples stiffened instantly as the rough pads on his digits slid across them. My panties were soaked through I was so turned on. He began gently kissing my neck and shoulders while sliding one paw down my belly and between my thighs. “OH, Fuck Me!” I groaned as he began rubbing me through my underwear. “I’m not doing this.” I squealed as something fleshy brushed against my buttocks. “You can’t make me.”

Samantha looked back from the open door. “Uh-Huh.” She flashed an evil grin. “Have fun.” She waved as she pulled the door shut behind her.

Benji had managed to slip his hand into my panties and was expertly rubbing my love button. I counted to fifty after hearing the door click. Then I spun around and gave him a passionate kiss. We embraced, exploring each others mouths with our tongues as desire overwhelmed me. I relished the feel of his silky fur under my wandering fingers as I explored his naked body. I felt his ridged paw pads dance down my back before firmly gripping my full round ass. I came up for air and shoved him back onto the couch.

I quickly peeled off the rest of my clothes. I smiled, struck a sexy pose and winked. He chuckled as his eyes roamed over my entire body. I looked him up and down as well, grinning in appreciation as I realized we wouldn’t need the strap-on tonight. His thick cock and pendulous balls were bright pink and hairless against the white fur of his belly and crotch. It lay stiff against his stomach, almost reaching his belly button. It was bigger than anything I had fucked before and I felt a mix of nerves, and desire in the pit of my stomach. My mouth was dry so I swallowed before attempting to speak. “Thank God, I thought she would never leave.”

Benji grabbed my hand and pulled me on top of him. I kissed his neck and shoulders, loving the way his fur tickled my lips. I worked my way down to his chest, parting the thick fur to find his stiff nipples. He groaned loudly as I flicked one then the other with my tongue. My hand stroked its way down his smooth fur and wrapped around his rigid prick. I stroked him slowly while continuing to lick, suck, and gently bite his nipples. He sucked in a quick breath and exhaled a slow and deep groan. I straightened my leg and put a bare foot on the floor. Then I straddled him and used my hand to guide him into my waiting wetness. He gripped my hips to help me balance and we gazed into each others eyes. I swallowed again out of sheer nervousness. This was the point of no return. I felt his tapered length pressing against my dripping entrance and knew this is exactly what I wanted.

I began to ease my way down onto him. His breath caught as his cock began to spread me wide. My own breath came in hitches as I slowly teased my way down his stiff throbbing shaft. No one had ever filled me this much, or gone this deep. His grip tightened as he entered me completely for the first time. We never broke eye contact. I leaned forward and adjusted my hips before beginning to grind against him. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as I felt his stiffness retreat, then slide to the root again and again. The feel of his fur against my smooth naked flesh sent new unexpected thrills through me as we moved with each other. I felt his paws start to roam. One came to a rest on my ass, squeezing gently with each stroke. The other began gently tweaking my nipples. They were so hard they hurt. I moaned and started picking up the pace. He responded by matching my strokes. I felt something furry brush against my chest, then something wet start tracing a path across my breasts. Benji’s tongue began circling, and flicking my aching nipples. I gripped the couch and groaned my approval.  I felt a gust of air just before his paw smacked into my ass cheek with an audible pop. I squealed.

"You like?” His breath was hot and wet on my chest.

“Yes.” I whispered. He slapped it again. Harder.

“Speak up, Megan.” He took a nipple into his mouth and bit down. “I didn’t quite catch that.”

"Yes.” I gasped. I got another slap and felt the stinging heat on my cheeks. He timed it perfectly with another playfully firm nibble and I yelped loudly.

“You want more?” Slap. Bite.

“Uh-Huh.” I grinned down at him. I could feel my orgasm building. I knew he had to be close too. We were thrusting against each other with mounting fury. I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. I grabbed one of his black tipped ears and ran my tongue along its length. He cursed and gripped my ass harder. I took the tip into my mouth and sucked it as he cursed repeatedly. Then I gave him a playful little nip. Not hard, just enough to let him feel my teeth. He squealed loudly and jumped. I lost it.

I sat bolt upright and bit my lip. The laugh swelled in me, threatening to burst free. I snorted. He looked annoyed, which made it worse.  I tried to focus on other things. The beat of the music, the clothes crumpled on the floor, the clean fresh natural smell of his body. None of it helped. I caught a glimpse at his embarrassed expression out of the corner of my eye and knew the battle was lost. I cackled. I howled. I laughed until my face and sides hurt. He didn’t join in. I buried my face in his shoulder until I got it under control. I looked into his scowling face, winked and gave him my goofiest smile. “Awww, something wrong?”

With a growl he sat up and lifted me off the couch. I squealed and kicked futilely, trapped in his surprisingly strong embrace. He lay me down across the coffee table. I looked up, shocked by the serious expression on his face, and couldn’t quite stifle a nervous giggle. Had I gone too far? The naughty smile he was wearing gave off mixed signals. “Yes.” He put my legs on his shoulders and plunged back into me with ease. I gasped, almost painfully full as he plunged in to his balls, then groaned as he started fucking me to the rhythm of the music. “Neither one of us has come yet.” I gripped the table as he started pounding me harder. “But it’s a situation I’m going to rectify right now.” I closed my eyes and hung my head off the back of the table. It was absolute heaven. The orgasm was building within me. My breathing was hard and fast and, my body trembled under his assault. He fucked me hard and fast. He punished my pussy like it had wronged him.

It hit me like a freight train. I slapped my hands against the floor and howled. My back arched, and my toes curled as waves of pleasure crashed through my entire body. I was tossed about on a sea of pure unfettered bliss, overwhelmed by the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. Benji kept thrusting, keeping me in my joyous rapture, until suddenly he grunted and grabbed my ankles, hard. I felt him grow impossibly hard and swell inside me. I knew what was coming.

I managed to pull my legs free and kick him away. He stumbled back and fell onto the couch with a squawk. As his penis popped out it was already spraying a torrent of hot syrupy spunk everywhere. The first shot hit me square in the face. I opened my mouth to scream and was silenced by a spurt straight into my throat. I tried to protect myself but it was futile. By the time he was done I had sticky bunny jizz coating my breasts, pooling on my belly, running down my thighs, and even dripping off my toes. I swallowed it, not something I normally do, and managed to get one eye clean enough to open. What I saw confirmed what I had heard. Benji was doubled over in laughter.

“Guess this makes us even, huh?” He said between gasping breaths.

“I bit your ear.” I sat up and glared at him with my one clear eye. “You glazed me like a box of donuts, you jackass!”

“I’m a hare, not a jackass.” He grinned. “You’re a very sexy donut if it helps though.”

“Ha Ha. Very funny. You could have warned me, you know.” I licked my lips and swallowed again. I felt the warmth spread through me.

He leaned back and placed his arms across the back of the couch. “You could have just let me finish inside you.”

"Nuh-uh.” I wiped my face some more and licked my fingers clean. “I don’t care if we are ‘married’ you’re not wearing a condom. I’m not getting pregnant at eighteen like my mom did.” Damn, did his jizz really taste like cookies and cream ice cream?

He barked out a laugh. “I can’t get you pregnant, Meg. I’m a spirit of lust, not fertility.” He leaned forward and kissed me gently. “Though I’ve heard some Succubi can use their powers to fake one.” He licked, and kissed my face some more. “For completion of their rituals. But I can’t impregnate you, my ejaculate isn’t meant for that.” He kissed me, and used his tongue to feed me the cum he had licked off me. “It’s to fuel your powers and sustain your life.” We kissed some more. I smiled as he continued to snowball me until my face was clean

Something clicked in my brain, and I pushed him away. “That’s what was in that cup, Samantha gave me wasn’t it?” Benji nodded. “That sneaky bitch.” He chuckled. “Is that why it tastes like it does? To make it easier to ingest?”

"Yes, It varies from Liln to Liln, but our power will always be flavored as something you’ll enjoy. It also takes a physical form appropriate to the body we inhabit and the specialty of the Succubus in question.” He pushed my hair back and began nibbling my earlobe. It sent tingles through my body. I began playing with his nipples and he moaned.

“The form you inhabit?” I felt a familiar heat building between my legs. I pushed him back on the couch and started kissing my way down his body. My wandering fingers found his already erect penis and began caressing it. “Oh, you could be any guy, not just an anthropomorphic hare, got it.”

“No.” He chuckled. “I could be anything, Megan. Human. Rabbit. Demon. Alien. Male. Female. I’m a spirit. Your summons is what places me at a point on the spectrum and fixes me there for the time we’re together.”

I sat up in surprise. “So you could just have easily been my Funtime Filly horse?” He nodded and smiled. “And you wouldn’t have cared?” He shook his head. “Good to know Pudding Juggler is down for something like that.” I smiled. “Something to file away for later.”

As I lowered my lips towards his throbbing shaft I felt his paws brush my hair back and hold it out of my face. What a gentlemen. I mean, forget holding it just when I’m drunk and sick, this is just as important for us long haired girls. I slowly licked my way down his length, feeling his grip on my hair grow tighter. I took one bright pink hairless ball into my mouth and started licking and sucking on it. I felt his whole body stiffen as he gasped. I gave the other one the same treatment before kissing my way back up his tapered penis. I put the tip in my mouth, slowly swirling my tongue around it. I stared straight up at him as I teased my way down his pulsing cock. My lips wrapped tight as I sucked and licked my way to the base and all the way up again. I couldn’t believe it. I just knew it wouldn’t go that deep. From Benji’s moans and the trembling of his limbs I knew this wouldn’t take long.

I closed my eyes, moaned in anticipation, and went to work. I used my hands to stroke his spit covered shaft and massage his rotund balls. At the same time I bobbed my head in time to a new song from the laptop. He made whimpering noises, in between cursing and gasping my name. He yelled a warning just as I felt his dick grow even harder and swell between my lips. I swallowed him entirely, determined to drink every last drop. The first spurt went straight down my throat. I groaned blissfully as the now familiar warmth hit my stomach and spread through me. I squeezed his firm balls as he unleashed shot after shot into my waiting mouth.

It was too much.

Despite my willingness and best efforts I couldn’t swallow fast enough. It filled my mouth. It ran out of the corners and dripped onto my chest. It flowed over my fingers. It didn’t seem like it would ever stop. I didn’t want it to. Eventually though it twitched one last time and started to go soft. I pulled away and started to wipe my chin. I barely had time to blink though, as Benji pulled me up and lay me back on the couch. “Oh!” It was all I could manage to say.

Benji stood there holding one of my legs. He pulled my foot close and gave my heel a playful bite. I giggled. He slowly kissed, licked and nibbled his way down my foot. Then my calf. As he worked his way across my thigh, my hands slid down my belly towards my aching slit. He gently brushed them away.

“No, no, no, Sweetness, Leave it all to me.” His fur sent tingles through me as he kissed his way towards my flushed entrance. I put one leg on either side of his head, planting my feet on the coffee table, as he looked up at me and winked. I felt two fingers slide into me and gasped. His whiskers brushed against my exposed skin, and I had to stifle a giggle. I felt his steamy breath on my exposed sex a second before his tongue brushed across my clit. A long breathy moan escaped my lips. I gripped the cushions tightly as Benji’s tongue and fingers danced together with a rhythm that made my entire body quiver. I could feel a knot tightening in my core and my muscles tensed. Dimly I became aware of his fingers slipping out of me and pressing against my clenched asshole.

"Oh!” I looked down at him. “Do it. Oh God Benji, just fucking do it!” I bit my lip as his finger forced it’s way into my tight backdoor. It hurt, but not bad enough to make him stop. I focused on Benji and the sensations radiating from my pussy. It didn’t take him long to drive me over the edge. Every nerve in my body danced with electricity as the knot in my belly snapped. My limbs shook, my toes curled, and my breath caught in my throat. He didn’t let up. I balled my fists so hard it hurt. I kicked the table over.   I gritted my teeth as the orgasm overwhelmed everything. He was relentless. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I tried to tell him to stop, but my voice came out only as a gurgled moan. With great effort I managed to push him away.

"So soon, Sweetness?”

I curled into a fetal position on the couch and rode it out. My whole body quivered with aftershocks. I had never experienced anything so intense. It took me several minutes to come down and regain the ability to speak. I looked at his smug expression as he sat on the floor. I managed to point a shaky finger at him.

"Evil.”

We both cracked up. I looked at him, his fur matted with sweat and other fluids, his cock already erect again. I thought about his finger in my ass. Did I dare let him put something else in there? Did I have it in me? Well, not yet, but I could fix that easily enough. I pushed myself up onto wobbly legs and presented my flushed pussy and full, round ass to him. I leaned on the back of the couch, and looked seductively over my shoulder. He rose up and walked over to me. I felt his hands on my hips as he lined his cock up with my throbbing hole. I reached back and guided him to my virgin ass.

“Megan? Are you…"

"I swore to myself that my husband would be the one to pop that cherry. Since we’ve been married for a decade now.” He rolled his eyes. I laughed. “I figure I’ve made you wait long enough for the privilege.” I smiled and winked. He took a deep breath. He knelt down. I shivered as I felt his tongue caress my asshole. My breath hitched as he licked my tight knot and crack until I was slick with his spit. He ran his hands up my thighs as he stood. Then he ran them up my sides and back down to rest on my hips. He leaned forward and I felt his fur against my back. Nervous prickles danced across my skin. My stomach was a knot. My mouth was dry. I swallowed.

“Are you sure about this, Megan?” His words were hot against my skin. I felt his stiffness press against me. I shook my head. I felt him pull away. I grabbed his hand. I turned to look him in the eye.

Doesn’t mean I don’t want to do it.” He looked unsure. “You’ve got tons of experience doing this, right?” He nodded. I swallowed again. “Well, I trust you.” I gave him a wicked look. “Now, Let’s do this before I come to my senses.” 

“You’re the one in the drivers seat on this, okay?” I nodded. “I don’t do anything beyond what you tell me to do, understood?” I nodded again. “You say stop, and we’re finished. No questions, no regrets."

“Can we quit talking about it and get down to it? I have to go to work day after tomorrow you know.” I talked braver than I felt, but Benji took the hint. He gripped my hips. I gripped the back of the couch. I felt pressure building on my tight sphincter. I rose onto my toes and bit my lip. It felt like he was trying to drive a tree trunk into me. The pressure increased until I wasn’t sure I could handle it. Then suddenly he was in.

“STOP!” I yelled. He did immediately. I gritted my teeth against the invasion of my back door. I was white knuckling the couch. I had never felt so vulnerable or full in my entire life. The pain was intense, but not entirely unpleasant. I slowly let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Go.” Benji started thrusting. Slow, and shallow so I could get used to his cock in me. The pain eased, but didn’t go away. I was about to urge him on when I felt a furry paw slide across my belly towards my pulsing sex.

“What?!?”

“Helping you out by providing a little, uhm, distraction, my dear.” He whispered. I gasped as he began massaging my engorged button. Pain, pleasure, and pleasurable pain ( or painful pleasure) fought for my attention. I gave myself over to it completely.

“Deeper.” He drove in a little further and sped up a little more. My legs felt like they were made of jelly. A molten fire was burning in my core. Each thrust, each touch  fanned the flames and drove the temperature higher. Sweat beaded on my forehead and ran into my eyes. I felt the fire flow through me, felt every nerve ending glow white hot as Benji fucked my tight ass. I urged him deeper, faster, moaning between gasps as the fire melted the pain and pleasure together into a new glorious feeling.

Benji’s fingers never stopped dancing as my cunt spasmed and my body quivered under the explosion radiating from my center. I collapsed as my limbs turned to noodles and could no longer support me. Benji fell forward, driving his steely rod into me so hard I thought he was going to push it through me. I yelled through gritted teeth as the pain shot up my spine and out the top of my head. Benji’s hands slammed down on either side of my head. He yelled, a mix of shock and pleasure, and I joined him. I was spent, my arms hung limp, my head resting on the back of the couch. I was pinned between the coolness of the fabric and the furry heat of Benji’s body. My ass was sore, spread wider than it had ever been by his thick penis.

“So, I guess that’s as deep as I can go. Sorry, I jumped the gun a little.” Benji kissed the back of my neck. I felt him start to pull away.

“Don’t. Don’t apologize.” I turned my head so I could look at him. “I was  a little preoccupied at the time. You’re fine.”  I managed a smile. “So you gonna finish the job, or what?”

"You seriously want more?” He shook his head. “After that? You are insane.”

“No.” I teased and wiggled my hips a little making him groan. “I just don’t think you should half-ass a job. You need to finish what you started.” I managed to push myself up on shaky arms. Benji was pushed back off the couch into a standing position. I knelt on a wet cushion and began pushing against him.

"Shit, Megan.” I laughed. I had little bolts of near pain shooting through me with every motion. I loved it. I wanted more. I started thrusting against him harder. He cussed a blue streak. I felt his hands gripped me, holding me in place. “I got this.” He pulled back until only the tip was still in me. I let out a long slow moan. He slid back into me until his balls bumped against my pussy. I exhaled through clenched teeth as he filled me completely again. The next stroke was a little faster, but he didn’t pull out as far. With each thrust he picked up speed and shortened his stroke, making me squeal with delight.

He fucked me furiously, making the couch shake with each punishing stroke. My head drooped and my knuckles were white from the death grip I had on the cushions.  He was going for speed and I knew he wasn’t going to last long. His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave marks as he threw his head back and yelled. I felt the first spurt land deep inside me, but Benji wasn’t done. He pulled back and slammed it in again as his orgasm overtook him. He gave two more full body, bone rattling thrusts before burying himself to the root as his giant balls emptied their gooey treasure into me. My whole body trembled and my toes curled so hard they popped as I was filled completely by pulsing cock and hot jizz. I moaned as I felt his seed spill out of me, running down my legs and dripping on the couch. Benji started going limp and pulled out. He gently pulled my ravaged body down to lay on top of him.

We lay there, covered in sweat, and other fluids, exhausted. I felt the soothing warmth spread through me, and wondered what other powers I would gain in time. The one I knew about was pretty fucking amazing. Benji stroked my matted hair and chuckled. I relished the feel of his silky fur on my naked flesh and smiled. I never wanted it to end.

“So I guess that’s what they mean by ‘fuck like bunnies’, huh?”

“Ha Ha, Meg. Very funny.”

I had sat straight up in a panic. I looked around the room. Nothing out of the ordinary, other than the mess we had made. I gave him a panicked look. “That wasn’t me, Benji.” He raised a furry eyebrow.

“Over here.” We looked over to see my aunt, ancestor, er Samantha’s smiling face staring out of my laptop screen. “I may have turned on more than just some mood music before I left.”

I stood up and shook my finger at the screen. I was livid. “What The Fuck?!? What the hell are you doing?” Then I remembered what I looked like. I lunged for the laptop and started to close it. Her next words stopped me.

“You don’t know how to send him back.” I spun the laptop around so she couldn’t see us instead. “Fine. FYI, I had to make sure you went through with it. There would have been dire consequences if you hadn’t.” I shot a glance a Benji. He nodded. “My mentor was in the room with me, offering an unwelcome running critique, for my first time. Luckily technology saved us both from that awkwardness.”


I felt my neck and cheeks flush in embarrassment. “Just tell me what I need to know. Then go away, and we will discuss boundaries tomorrow.”

“Lick your fingers and rub your mark in the opposite direction nine times.” I started to close the computer. “And since the Liln are so messy, you probably want to know how to clean up.” I opened it again. “There’s a jar on the table. I’m looking right at it.” I looked and saw an old glass jar with a metal snap ring sitting there. I picked it up. “Open it, and rub some of his cum around the inside of the rim.” I did and felt some of the warmth leave me. I yelped as the magic kicked in.

The jizz began to collect in the jar. It slid across my body, down my arm, and into the glass. It felt like warm gummy worms slithering on me. Something ran up my leg and I looked down in shock. All of it, from the couch, to Benji, to the floor was being drawn to the jar. I wasn’t sure it was all going to fit. “Uh…”

“It’ll fit. Thanks to the magic it’s effectively bottomless. Before you ask, it’s a storage battery. If you need a boost, or can’t summon for whatever reason, you take you a swallow or two to top off the tank.”

Everything was spotless. I was in shock. I looked at the warm jar in my hand and snapped the lid shut. “Yeah, cause that’s not weird. Having a jar of cum to sip whenever I want.” I set it back on the end table.

“Fresh from the tap girl, eh?” Benji said with a wink. I gave him my best withering stare. Still ineffective.

“So, I should also add…” Samantha started.

“Tomorrow. You can tell me tomorrow.” I closed the laptop with a snap of my fingers. I smiled as I snatched up the jar and started towards the bedroom. “Well, Sir Benjamin, I’m heading to bed.”

He sat up. “Going to sleep? I can understand that, you must be tired.” He started gathering his clothes. “Let me get dressed before you send me back.”

I leaned on the door frame and gave him an innocent, hurt expression. “Oh, pressing business at Long Ear Manor? Cause, I’m not sleepy, but if you’ve had your fill of me or, can’t perform your husbandly duties…” I gave him a wicked leer. His ears perked up and he scooped me up and carried me to the bed.

Being a Succubus was turning out to be a lot of fun.