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"Isn't it hard to deal with?"

Intrigue hated this question. People always asked when they found out she shared her body with a demonic spirit of lust and corruption. They knew almost nothing about the spectral beings, but assumed they must be a terrible burden.

In its own way, the serpentine succubus gave the blue and black dragoness some trouble, no relationship was perfect. The dragoness found dating a challenge since her eyes would start glowing red as tentacles sprouted from her back. This seemed to turn off more people than it excited for some reason. If someone couldn't handle that little show of excitement, Intri figured they weren't the right fit for her anyway.

But most of the time, no one learned of her dark other half since she remained content and unobtrusive, until she got hungry. The dragon disliked the sex-starved stereotype that hung over the succubus breed and tried to avoid falling into that. Unfortunately, the spirit fed on the emotions experienced in the throes of passion and needed the occasional snack. Luckily, its host's passions worked just as well as anyone's.

Whenever the time escaped Intrigue and she forgot to feed her otherworldly hunger, the spirit would take matters into its own coils. She'd be sitting at her computer, reading, surfing the net, playing games, whatever it might be; the spirit dismissed as unimportant.

It started out slow with little, perverse ideas drifting unbidden into her mind. Intri often couldn't tell where these thoughts came from, if they originated in her daydreams or if the spirit produced them. Either way, her insides shivered with pleasure and her tip poked out of its sheathe. Ignoring the visions of lewdness failed as her resistance gradually wore down and her cock grew, pulling on her underwear. The serpent's lustful red gaze shone through her eyes, a dull tensing sensation behind her sockets gave away the change from her natural sea green hue.

Standing up, the dragoness pulled her shirt off, knowing what came next. Thick, black tentacles writhed out of her back, their rubbery surface shining in the artificial light of her bedroom. The warm limbs curled around her lower body, plastering against her pants and pulling them down. Resigned to her fate, Intrigue kicked the bundle of clothing off her ankles. Her pink member bounced against her belly as her thighs moved. Her knot and sack rubbed their soft insides. The black bra cupping her breast melted back into the slimy darkness that initially formed it. The shadow curled around her left mammary, groping it and slathering it with clear goo. More thick gunk dripped from the limbs hovering at her sides.

"All right, let's get it over with," she rolled her eyes and shrugged nonchalantly, while a small bead of precum swelled from her tip and her thighs rubbed together, lavishing in the hot wetness dripping between them. Intri sighed, trying not to show the anticipation warming her body. The spirit paid no attention to the ruse, sensing the dragon's building lust through their bond.

The flexible rubber curled around her limbs, pulling her in the bed's direction. Her back flopped against the small mattress. Her legs rose and spread with little hesitation. Two of them wrapped around her upper arms, holding them down. Intrigue bent her elbows, finding her range of motion limited to playing with her upper body. She grabbed a wormy growth stretching towards her mouth, holding it back. Again, the spirit tolerated her faked reluctance, confident in its eventual victory and satisfaction.

The mass of tentacles shifted and squirmed under her lower body, thrusting her butt upwards. A pair dove around her tail and angled between her legs. Slick juice squirted from their narrow heads, slathering themselves down and lubing up the underside of Intri's tail as they stopped short of diving into her pussy and ass. Cold liquid spurted against her warm holes, little sparks of pleasure tingling up her spine. Another dripping tentacle head popped up by her side and felt along her hard belly. Meeting her cockhead, it wrapped around the pink spire and raised it upwards, rubbing its slick flesh around her length. The soft slimy hug coated her head with its juices. Cool droplets splattered against her boobs as the tentacle in her hand eagerly discharged its fluids.

Warm flesh curled around her soft hide, smearing her in copious amounts of precum. Heat filled her body, her belly tightening in anticipation while pressure built in her balls, the soft tentacle tenderly massaging her penis.

With a blush on her face to match the glow of her eyes, Intrigue opened her mouth and directed the sticky head in her paw towards it. As her lips wrapped around the filling insertion, the limbs wriggling against her lower holes thrashed restlessly. The wet rings of flesh under her balls shivered with delight. One thick tendril popped under her clit and burrowed into her vagina, its counterpart brushed along her tail and pressed into the constrictive muscles of her ass. They rocked and shook as they worked their way up inside. The constriction around her rod and her breast tightened. The mass underneath her rolled to aid the steady assault.

Intrigue's jaws relaxed as the salty taste of cum covered her tongue, the tentacle compressed to fit her throat as it slid down. Their shared supernatural nature allowed the dragoness to take the huge insertion without gagging. Her slick ass and pussy similarly swallowed the flexible limbs pushing into their tightness. Her thighs rolled in time with the swelling darkness, deepening their stimulating jabs. The dragon's throat vibrated as she attempted to moan around her mouthful.

Her free palm cupped the top of her breast even as her other hand helped feed the tentacle into her throat. Her balls bounced atop the limb fiercely probing her vagina. The tip of her tail curled up as her ecstasy built towards a climax.

The two tentacles stuffed deep into her lower body began vibrating at a slow pace. Intri moaned at the light buzz, her g spot bristling with pleasure. The sensation built as the speed steadily increased.

Black flesh encircled her long, pink rod, melting into a tight, warm cover. The sleeve hugged her knot and shaft, rising up only to slam back down a moment later, eliciting a muffled gasp of surprise from the dragon. The coating rippled along her sensitive flesh before tugging at her once again. Another unbearable shock of pleasure rippled out from her hard flesh.

Tears filled her eyes as the feelings poured from her groin. The tentacle in her throat heaved, bulges traveling along its length. Spurts of mealy ejaculation flow from its tip and splattered into her stomach. The tendrils in her rear stretched as well, filling her insides with a flood of cum that her clenching flesh promptly sprayed out around their black trunks and her stretched lips.

Her eyes closed as Intri resisted the pleasure lancing from the tip of her tail to the crown of her head. The pressure built in her groin, her hard on bubbling with the most intensity. The furiously bucking sheath overwhelmed her willpower and her seed slipped into its maw. The powerful motion didn't relent even as she orgasmed. The dragon's ineloquent grunts and moans of passion were distorted further by the tentacle filling her mouth. Juices poured from her pussy a moment later, sloughing around the thick tendril pounding its walls. Her eyes remained shut, face scrunching up as the pleasure became unbearable and almost painful. Her cock spurted again into the shifting rubber tube. Her limbs collapsed onto the soft mattress, energy sapped away by the coursing vibrations rocking through her.

"Isn't it hard to deal with?"

The dragoness straightened up and cleared her throat, trying not to look too embarrassed as memories flowed through her mind. "Nah, it's not bad at all."