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The manor door swung slowly open, a slight wind whispering through the opening and into the darkened lobby; Rain pattered against the stairs outside as Oreo stepped into the vast entryway of the house, shutting the door swiftly with a heavy SLAM. With a slight flourish, she folded up her umbrella and slipped it into a tall holster sitting against the wall, letting out a deep, exasperated sigh into the silent, still air.

The petite, pretty bunny-girl shivered, glad to finally be out of the cold and back home. Her lips were half-pursed in a look of utmost discomfort as she looked herself over, brushing her black hair out of her face and scanning her pure-white fur for any patches of wetness from the downpour outside; Fortunately, the umbrella had prevented most of her pristine coat from the rain, save for the very bottom of her jet-black, thigh-length boots. The heels and ankles were absolutely sopping wet, little bits of mud and dirt here and there along their entire length; Of course the exact day the sky decided to dump a small ocean onto the city was conveniently the same one her chauffeur had insisted on taking the day off, just her luck... Though it hardly mattered now, she'd just have them cleaned later. Her nose quivered irritably from the thought alone as she slipped her shoes off and tossed them aside, her bare black-toed paws thumping against the fluffy carpet

She could hardly stand to track water through the mansion, though it wouldn't be her that had to clean it up anyways, so her concern was rather fleeting. She straightened her frilly top with one hand, slung her small purse over her shoulder, and started across the expansive entryway of the house, over towards the long, tall staircase set into the center of the room; The ornate, well-decorated walls and crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling received barely any attention from Oreo as she quietly made her way up to the second floor, a trip she'd taken hundreds, if not thousands of times before. Though the mere sight of the manor's opulence and excess was enough to enrapture just about anyone that entered it, it was nothing but a typical night for the wealthy woman.

A short stroll down a hallway filled with empty guest rooms, game rooms, lavish dining rooms and studies later, she found herself standing in front of her bedroom. Gently turning the knob, she forced the heavy door open, stepping inside and glancing around the dimly-lit room before locking it behind her.

Oreo was immediately greeted with the sight of herself in the tall, ceiling-length mirror set into the wall across the room; Her nose quivered a little as she sized herself up for a moment, looking over her body as though scanning it for any imperfections. Even after the long day behind her, she looked just as good as ever, though it wasn't like she had expected much different. Only the bottom half of the bunny's face was visible, her eyes obscured by the neatly-maintained, straight-cut bangs hanging over her forehead, but a familiar expression of subtle self-satisfaction could be read through the small, strange hairpin set into the center of the black bow atop her head. Its puffy shape was adorned with a tiny face, reflecting whatever emotion she was feeling at the moment in its own miniature image; It was of some assistance to anyone talking to her, although her nose and mouth alone were usually expressive enough to render it somewhat superfluous. Still, she'd been wearing it every day for so long that it was basically an extension of her body at this point.

Once she was done admiring her admittedly amazing face, her attention momentarily moved to the rest of her form. Though she wasn't even five feet tall- standing at an admittedly short four feet, eleven inches- Oreo didn't really need height with the rest of her body as it was, a claim that few of her friends would hesitate to confirm. Her chest was about average, a pair of breasts somewhere between small and average snugly squeezed into a short-cut shirt that exposed the rest of her lithe white torso. The bunny's belly was largely flat, along with a thin but healthy waist that gave her a distinct- if somewhat small scale- hourglass figure. That, of course, was only made possible by the bunny's distinct derriere, perhaps one of the most prominent features of the posh girl's gorgeous body. Her hips were plenty wide and her thighs tremendously thick for her size and stature, complemented by two plush, bouncy bunny buns currently contained only tenuously by a pair of short-shorts that perfectly matched with the pure-white color of the rest of her fur coat. If it wasn't for the designer leather belt snaked between its loops, one might have thought from a distance that she was wearing no bottoms at all.

Oreo only took another few seconds to ogle herself, a bit too tired from the day's events to expend any more of her energy standing up. Turning to a gilded row of coathooks next to the doorway and getting a fleeting glimpse of the puffy cottontail above her butt, she slipped her purse off of her shoulder and hung it up before practically sprinting over the the huge, queen-sized bed placed against the adjacent wall, tossing herself into its soft sheets and sinking an inch or two into the dense mattress.

"Uuuuughhh, finally. What a day..." She groaned to herself, ears twitching and tensing as the bulky blankets brushed against them; It hadn't been a bad day, quite the opposite in fact, but Oreo nonetheless always loved to just get out of the noise and commotion of the city and back to the silence of her enormous estate. Some time alone was all she needed tonight, though she didn't really have many other options anyways. The only sounds that hit the hare's ears as she practically lost herself in the bedsheets was the idle tick, tick, tick of the clock on the other end of the room marked with half past seven, and the muffled pitter-patter of raindrops outside only barely audible through the window. She probably should have at least taken her clothes off, but she was too tired to care, and she found sleep overtaking her...

A few hours later....

"Mmmfff... What time is it?"

Oreo lifted her head out of the veritable valley of softness, looking around the now-darkened bedroom; The window next to her bed was completely black, nothing but gloomy skies not even lit by moonlight beyond. Not even the dense cover of dark clouds looming over the city could be seen, although the sounds of the storm outside were louder than ever; It seemed like it had gotten even worse in the still-indeterminate amount of time Oreo had been snoozing away. A distant CRACK of thunder startled the small bunny, her ears fluttering anxiously- That must have been what woke her up.

Answering her own question, she turned around and peered into the darkness towards the tall grandfather clock. Both hands were pointing quite clearly to 12; It seemed like she had been jolted awake at exactly midnight... How distinctly ominous. Her head was still swirling a little bit, typical for someone having been so rudely disturbed in the middle of their sleep, but even through her tiredness and muddled thoughts she couldn't help but feel distinctly annoyed, even if her anger was somewhat misplaced being directed at the inanimate storm raging on outside. There was no way she was getting back to sleep like this; The moment she even contemplated giving it another attempt, another violent boom of thunder no more than a mile or so away from the house dashed any hopes she might have had.

About a minute passed, after which point Oreo found herself at least a bit more clear-headed than she was when she woke up. She might as well just try to find a way to pass the time, with any luck the storm would clear or at least get a little less disruptive after a few more hours.

With that, she stood shakily up from the giant bed and walked across the room to the lightswitch, flicking it on as a heavy, hanging chandelier hanging at the exact center of the ceiling flickered to life, illuminating the entire bedroom in a soft but significant white light. The full extent of the girl's quarters had been mostly an afterthought at first, half-hidden under the dismal darkness of the late evening, but now that the interior was properly illuminated, Oreo could properly take it all in. The stunningly-sized bedroom looked a bit more fit for actual royalty or a queen than anyone else, honestly; Much like the rest of the mansion, it was elegantly and extensively decorated with everything from potted plants to paintings to complicated baseboards and shelves typically gilded or highlighted with gold and other precious materials. A half-open door on the far half of the room opened into a walk-in wardrobe of day clothes that was easily as big as some of her friends' entire bedrooms, and if that already wasn't enough, there was another right next to her exclusively reserved for shoes, dresses, and other fittingly formal wear.

The whole space within the room was, of course, positively pristine; The maids and cleaning staff of the mansion kept it in tip-top shape, and there was hardly a speck of dust or a stray hair to be heard of anywhere inside of it. They had just barely cleaned it top to bottom today- or, well, yesterday, technically- so just about every surface shone like a diamond in its wake. Oreo could never resist the urge to smile slightly at the sight, everything in its proper place as it should have been... Except-

The bunny's ears quivered as her eyes fell upon something strange, a bit of a blemish on the otherwise spotless space. It had been half-hidden behind one of her desks, but it seemed as though a book of sorts had fallen from somewhere and was now strewn haphazardly against the cushy carpeted floor, having landed flat on its face with its pages still tightly tensed shut. It was really very odd, Oreo thought to herself; The bookshelf was on the other end of the room, and what was even more curious was that there weren't any visible empty spaces on the actual shelves. Had it been there when she walked in, and she just hadn't noticed it? How did the cleaning crew overlook it? Her tail twitched and her nose scrunched up just a bit with uncertainty as she strolled over to where the tome was laying, examining every inch of it she could actually see with a look of half curiosity, half concern...

It definitely wasn't hers, that was for sure. Compared to the rather thin, paperback magazines and other various vanity-based literature she had stuffed onto her shelf, this thing looked like it belonged in some sort of history museum, if not an ancient tomb or worse. The face on her pin visibly cringed with disgust alongside her own as her eyes roved over patches of dust a millimeter or two thick at some places, the rather dilapidated hardcover frayed and worn in more places than she could possibly count. A tsunami of thoughts crashed through her head as she tried to think of some explanation for why this odd grimoire was sitting squarely on her bedroom floor, none of which really satisfied her. Maybe one of her friends had left it here? That didn't make any sense, though. If there was anyone perhaps less fitting for this book's owner than she was, it was probably Shen, so that was a big nope. Her train of thought settled on Abbi for a moment, but that wasn't much better. She knew Abbi had at least a little experience with the odd and unusual, though something still told her that wasn't it.

Now that she thought about it, neither Shen or Abbi could have left it anyways. They'd both either been busy or away on vacation for the better part of the week, so the maids would have been through a few times since then anyways. The last time she'd invited them over must have been ten days ago...

Perhaps it was best not to think that hard about it. Oreo could hardly bear to touch the thing- she'd definitely need to wash her paws afterwards- but she could bear even less the thought of leaving it on her freshly-vacuumed carpet for the rest of the night, and nobody else would be in the mansion until much later in the morning. It was best to just take care of it now and toss it in the trash, so with her face positively crumpling up with displeasure, she bent down and picked the book up...

The first thing she noticed was that it felt... surprisingly clean for its outward condition. In fact, it was shockingly lightweight for its size, and she could barely feel a speck of dust or dirt on her clean white hands even as she ran them cautiously over its visibly filthiest parts. Pulling her fingers away revealed that they were completely spotless still, sending a pang of confusion through the bunny's head as her movements towards the nearby wastebasket faltered.

The next thing she noticed was the front cover of the strange tome; A thin star was seemingly beveled into the material with a shining, silvery material that had been obscured in its face-down position; Now that she looked at it a little more, the whole thing was a lot more ornate than she'd initially thought. Little golden trimmings, worn a bit over time, and dulled gemstones were set into parts of its spine and covers, prompting a bit more confusion in Oreo over whether or not this weird thing actually was her own possession.

Her curiosity couldn't be helped. She moved away from the trash bin and instead back towards the bed, turning the book over in her tiny hands as she walked; Sitting down with a soft whump, she debated in her mind whether or not to open it. Was she really going to spend this stormy night poring over some bizarre book she wasn't even sure she owned in the first place? Was there really nothing better for her to do?

A curt glance at the outline of her phone in her shorts' pocket answered that for her. Even if any of her friends were around, it'd be a bit absurd even for her to just call them up at ten past midnight, and the storm still wasn't calming down at all. She was alone in the house whether she liked it or not, and god forbid, reading was just about the most interesting thing she could think of at the moment. Letting out another hefty sigh that went unheard by anyone in the empty abode, she pulled the pages of the book open, allowing it to fall onto her thighs with a tiny plap.

Her eyes narrowed impatiently, her mouth scrunching up a bit with disapproval. Was this some kind of joke? All of the pages were blank, she'd opened up to the center of the book, but there was nothing-

"AAAH! What the-"

A high-pitched yelp of surprise passed her lips as the book practically lurched out of her lap, falling onto the floor as it twitched and convulsed creepily. She scrambled backwards onto the mattress and watched with shock and awe as an enormous pillar of jet-black smoke billowed forth from the folds of the book as it bucked and bounced strangely on the carpet; Instead of spreading out and filling the room, the dark cloud instead just rose to about a foot or two away from the ceiling before its vertical movement halted completely. It seemed to form itself into a kind of pillar of pitch-blackness, a couple feet wide and maybe eight feet tall as it towered rather unsettlingly above the much smaller bunny; After a couple seconds, the book stopped expelling the smoke entirely, leaving only the swirling mass of the stuff in the middle of her room as she looked on with a bit more curiosity than anything else at this point.

Slowly but steadily, the smoke appeared to almost solidify, starting from its base; From formless clouds and wisps of the stuff, the shape of a distinct, flowing sort of fabric made of the dark substance appearing out of the nothingness, its progress slowly creeping up the height of the inky pillar. It went on much like this until it was around two feet short of its top edge, where it stopped. Whatever was below that looked not too unlike a kind of shadowy curtain, or like one of those bedsheet ghost costumes Oreo might have seen during the halloween season.

Before the bunny-girl could even properly react to what she could already see, she was taken by surprise as a pair of piercingly bright, glowing eyes popped into existence within the remaining miasma of gloom; Though she couldn't quite make out their smallest details, she immediately recognized their shape as being unmistakably catlike, and their colors were curiously mismatched. One was a deep, bright jade green, and the other was somewhere between a vibrant pink and a purplish hue, but the one thing they had in common was that they were both staring directly at her.

The rest of the stranger's form cleared up only a few seconds later, though Oreo initially didn't even notice as she stared into their eyes like a deer in headlights. A small amount of her apprehension was assuaged as her gaze fell upon a face that was unmistakably feminine and feline, although rather unlike any woman she'd seen in a while...

The face was really just about the only part of the girl Oreo could actually make out. The odd, fabric-like darkness below her now solidified completely into the form of a cloak wrapped over the vast majority of her body, obscuring her paws, legs, torso, and arms, all except for her head. Her fur blended in quite well with her clothes; What of it Oreo could see was a deep shade of black, or perhaps a dark gray, that almost seemed to melt and mingle into her attire, and a thick mane of hair somehow even darker than the rest of her fur ran down the back of her head and terminated somewhere down her body at a point the bunny couldn't hope to make out through her cloak. Curiously, it actually seemed styled in a way very similar to Oreo's own hair. Though it was much longer in the back, the woman's bangs were cut straight like hers, with the small difference of being short enough to not cover her eyes. Twin locks fell down the sides of her face in neatly styled, almost sharp shapes, framing the feline's face in a sort of three-sided square of dense, dark hair.

Oreo's nose tensed and twitched a bit as her eyes shifted upwards on the massive maiden, looking over her floppy, fuzzy ears and finally coming to a rest on a pair of razor-sharp, pointed horns that stuck up from her neatly-styled hair, those too almost seeming to mimic the shape of the bow atop her own head.

Oreo's examination of the odd intruder took only a few seconds, the room eerily silent as she stared with a mix of curiosity and utter shock at the stranger only a couple feet away from her bedside. Once she was finally finished, it seemed like the full gravity of the situation had struck the posh girl like a speeding truck, her expression snapping from one of soft surprise to full, furious lividity in almost an instant. She didn't know how or why it had happened, but there was a complete stranger in the middle of her own bedroom, in the middle of her mansion, in the middle of the night. Most other people might have been terrified beyond belief at such an ominous occupant three feet taller and much larger than they were, but Oreo was by no means average. Frankly, a mad panic or a curt call to the police would have likely been the best choice in a scenario such as this, but the bunny was also nothing if not confident, perhaps to a fault.

"Wh.. W-who the hell are you? What the hell are you doing in my bedroom? This is a very private property, you know. I demand an explanation." Oreo practically snarled at the giant woman, her cheeks going deep red with anger as she stood up and took a step towards the cloaked cat-girl. Though the simple tone and volume of her voice was typically enough to intimidate people a decent bit taller than her, the strange woman seemed completely unfazed by Oreo's reprimanding, her only reaction being a small step backwards as her bright eyes widened. They were still pointed straight at Oreo, sizing her up with the same diligence and detail as she had done only seconds before; The woman's small mouth, shut firmly closed, seemed to quiver as though she was trying to figure out something to say.

"Hmm... I think I should be the one asking you the same questions. Well, the first one, at least. People don't usually summon me just to chat, or I guess yell, in your case." The woman spoke suddenly, with a strange sort of quality to her voice midway between calm casualness and airy, silky softness. Even as the words left her lips and hit Oreo's floppy, fluffy ears, the mildly bratty bunny actually felt herself growing calmer for whatever reason. The flush on her face shifted from one of fury to surprise- and perhaps a bit of sheepishness- as she stumbled, eyes turning from the massive, cloaked woman to the book thrown across the room. She was slowly but surely putting two and two together, between the intruder's sudden and magical appearance, the odd tome, and their out-of-place horns for their species...

"Well, I'm Lucy, to answer your question. But like I said, surely you have a reason for summoning me, right? Did you want anything in particular, perhaps?" Lucy- if that was her real name- lowered her volume to a little louder than a whisper, though it was nonetheless just as clear to Oreo as if she was speaking with a booming yell. Oreo could make out what seemed to be a hint of almost playfulness in the enormous cat's voice as she addressed her, as though this scenario was nothing more than a typical night for the woman. Her suspicions were confirmed as Oreo narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her uninvited guest, jumping up from the bed and staring defiantly at Lucy with an almost equally piercing look, though its effects were somewhat lost with her bangs obscuring her eyes...

"Hold on, I get it now. You're a demon, right? I know exactly what you want. You're gonna ask me if I want power, or money, or fame, and then you'll suck my soul or drink my blood or something horrible like that in exchange for it," Oreo's hands fell to her hips as a smug smile crossed her face, looking at Lucy with distinct pride in her rather obvious revelation. "Well, you're out of luck. I've already got money, so I sure as hell don't need anything else. You wish you could get your devilish little digits on a soul as good as mine."

Though she mostly expected Lucy to lose her somewhat friendly facade and curse her for exposing her malicious intentions, Oreo was taken aback as the demoness simply giggled to herself, with a tone and timbre so genuine and innocent that she went red as a tomato. A long, fluffy tail that had previously gone unnoticed by the bun started to swish and wag behind the eight-foot cat excitedly, its length covered in sharp, deadly-looking spikes made of the same material as her horns. Lucy kept on laughing, eventually calming down enough to give the bottom-heavy bunny girl a response.

"Yes, I'm a demon. No, I don't want your soul, or anything else, that's a bit too grim for my tastes. I work for free, so to speak..." Her eyes glimmered and her expression shifted to a slight but distinctly warm smile, a few shining-white fangs shimmering past her pitch-black lips as she looked lovingly over the somewhat embarrassed Oreo. She took a deep breath before continuing to speak, her tone turning to one clearly underscored with not just playfulness but lust, almost sounding more like a purr than a normal speaking voice. "I'm a succubus, hun, fame and fortune aren't my kind of thing anyways. But fun certainly is, if y'know what I mean~"

The sheer horny energy dripping off of the horned woman's words was enough to actively send shivers down Oreo's spine; The rich rabbit found herself completely speechless as she tried to process everything Lucy just said. Her eyes darted back and forth from the feline's face to the cloak conspicuously covering the rest of her body, mind wandering as it tried to imagine what could possibly lie below its flowing folds now that she knew that the massive maiden before her was a succubus... She wasn't exactly a demonologist or anything of the sort, but even Oreo knew that title meant Lucy was a creature of pure pleasure and erotic excess, and the mere thought of that alone made lewd ideas and depraved scenarios pop up suddenly inside her head.

"Well... You seem to want me out, so I can leave if you'd like. Last thing I'd want to do is be a bother, of course... But my offer still stands, and you're looking a little lonely anyways~" Lucy teased, a sharp-pointed tongue poking out of her mouth playfully and fluttering a bit in the mansion's air as she awaited a response from Oreo. She moved her body ever so slightly, swaying it from side to side in faux boredom; The minute motions were nonetheless enough to cause her cloak to brush and stick against the sides of her body underneath it, giving the conflicted Oreo below her tiny glances of her full form... A few times, she thought she saw the outline of something large, long, and tremendously thick sitting between the demoness' thighs, Lucy giving her tiny, fleeting looks at the equipment she was packing as the bunny blushed bright red.

Even as she pondered her situation, the bunny couldn't help but ogle at the shapely succubus' curves showing through her clothes, her cheeks getting hotter and hotter with her own pent up urges with each passing second. Her better judgment seemed to be telling her that this was probably the baddest of bad ideas, but her loins and lusts as well as some other part of her brain was arguing the complete opposite. It was highly dubious to trust a demon's word at all, but Lucy didn't seem like she was being dishonest; To base her decision on a gut feeling alone would still be immensely ill-advised, but Oreo's urge to trust the infernal feline was a lot stronger than most of her instinctive feelings. It had also been a while since she'd actually had a partner that had been up to par, and a literal sex demon was probably a safe bet when it came to satisfying her particular urges...

Lucy actually looked like she was about to leave, taking Oreo's silence as a rejection of her advances; She stepped towards the door, only to be interrupted suddenly by the bunny's voice.

"Uh... Fine. Sure, you can stay, why not. It's not like I have anything else to do tonight. This better be the best damn sex of my life, though." Oreo's tone sounded like a mix of exasperation and subdued excitement as Lucy swung back around to face her, the wide, friendly smile spread across the demonic cat's face contrasting with the one of haughty hesitance on Oreo's.

"Yes! Alright, hun, I'll be sure not to disappoint. Let's get started then, shall we~" The succubus' tone was tinged with intense excitement as she practically pounced back into position a few feet away from Oreo's bedside, her robe following behind her and swishing madly through the air as she moved. Oreo was a little bit taken aback by her enthusiasm, but that only made her more excited for what was to come, admittedly...

"First things first. Let's get these pesky clothes off, hm?" Lucy's face curled into a huge, very toothy grin, her razor-sharp fangs shining through the darkness and her eyes glittering with demonic deviousness; Oreo was about to comply, one of her hands shifting to her top to take it off, but Lucy gestured for her to just sit back and watch, so she settled back down.

Lucy raised one of her own hands high into the air at about head-level to herself, her furry fingers pressing together before a loud snap resonated through the entire room. The sound seemed to bounce and echo off the walls as though it was many times larger and many times emptier than it really was, fading only after a few solid seconds of reverberations...

In an instant, the cloak covering the rest of Lucy's feminine form vanished in a tiny puff of smoke, so silent and swift that Oreo may have missed it if she had merely blinked. The bunny was hit with the sight of the demoness' bare body so hard it nearly gave her whiplash, every last inch that had once been covered was now clear as day and very, very visible. She somehow looked even more immense and intimidating without any clothes on, a pair of bouncing, wobbling breasts the size of basketballs atop her chest framing a flat, toned tummy and thick thighs that almost rivaled even Oreo's outstanding assets. Lucy did live up quite well to the bunny-girl's expectations of a succubus, if not more so as her eyes followed the curves of the cat downwards.

Just as she had suspected from earlier, Lucy was equipped with a bit more than what she had initially expected. Between the demoness' doorway-destroying, broodmotherly hips swung an enormous equine endowment, currently completely soft but still probably about a foot long even when flaccid, complemented with an equally impressive pair of balls comparable in size to small melons. Her cock was the same deep black color as her hair, horns, and spikes, though perhaps a bit shinier, the blunted tip of the respectably-sized shaft only running a little over halfway down the huge horny cat's thighs.

Oreo was so enamored with examining her giant guest's amazing assets that she didn't notice as Lucy raised her hand again until the resounding snap of the succubus casting a spell echoed through the room once more. At first, its effect went entirely unnoticed by the blushing bunny, only for Oreo to realize about a second later that her sexual sorcery had caused all of her clothes to vanish just as abruptly and absolutely as the cat's cloak had. Her initial embarrassment gave way to a fiery fury as any and all care she might have taken to cover her naughty bits was thrown to the wayside. Lucy was given a generous glance at the bun's beautiful and bountiful body, though between admiring her assets the succubus took note of the look of deep disgust across Oreo's face. Her favorite outfit had just apparently blinked out of existence, and she was certainly none too happy about it...

"HEY! What'd you just do with my clothes? Those cost me four figures each. Where'd you put them?" Oreo snapped, her anger actually enough to make the frisky feline flinch. Lucy seemed mostly calm, though, not saying a word at first but rather casting another spell with a swish of her hand...

In another instant, all of Oreo's clothes materialized back into the room, though unexpectedly, directly onto the demoness. Lucy could only flash the bunny babe a swift smirk as her shorts, top, and bow suddenly appeared on her own oversized, enormously endowed body, magically magnified to a size suitable for her stature. The tiny, frilly top stretched over the succubus' melon-sized milkers was a strange sight to be sure, as was the behemoth bulge of her colossal cock inside Oreo's admittedly undersized short-shorts; The face on the fluffy bow was one of shocked surprise, out of sync on top of someone else's head.

Before the bedazzled bunny could react to anything that had just happened, another flourish of the feline's hands removed all of Oreo's attire from her body and instead produced them in neatly-folded stack right in her free palm. With both hands, Lucy bowed and presented the small pile to Oreo, who snatched them out of her hands and swiftly reattached her bow before tossing the other clothes to the wayside. Her face was still a deep crimson, but she couldn't stay mad at the sizable succubus; At least her clothes were thankfully untouched.

"O-oh. Thanks."

After all that had finally transpired, the two female friends were left in the room together and totally nude, not a single scrap of clothing covering their beautiful bodies- with the exception of Oreo's bow, of course. Now they were really ready to get on with the fun part, Lucy resuming her routine lustful looks at the bottom-heavy bunny as she made her way around to the edge of the bed. Oreo kept a keen eye focused on the infernal feline all the way, watching her with anticipation as she waited for the succubus to start...

With a soft fwump, Lucy sat down on the side of the mattress, letting out a little sigh of relief as she rested her long, lithe legs against the floor. With a single finger, she beckoned the bunny towards her, gesturing generously towards the sizable girlcock squeezed between her thighs... Before Oreo could move, she saw something slither strangely out from the back of the colossal cat, instinctively taking a step back in surprise as it was followed by a few more. Four long, thick, black tentacles- of a similar shade as the rest of Lucy's fleshy bits- had emerged from behind her shoulders, their pointed, slimy-looking tips hanging in the air around her in a neat formation. Lucy seemed to notice Oreo's apprehension, and all four tendrils repeated the same beckoning gesture as her arms.

"Oh, don't worry about these, hun. They're basically just extra arms, makes things a little more fun." Lucy giggled, taking one of her actual hands and caressing one of the tentacles as though it was a sort of weird dog. Oreo still felt a little bit unsettled, honestly, but that was undeniably underscored with arousal as she felt a pang of pleasure in her loins.

Ultimately, she obliged, walking elegantly over to meet the massive maiden about a foot from her sitting position. Lucy's sheer size was a little staggering; Even like this, her face was about a foot higher than Oreo's own.

"Alright, hun. Just sit on my lap and I'll show you a good time, hmm? Well, if you think you can take it, that is." Lucy patted her thighs for emphasis, causing her slowly-hardening horsecock to twitch and tense a little bit; It was steadily growing from its initial foot-long length, sitting at about eighteen inches as it swayed and wobbled between her legs. She flashed Oreo a cheeky grin, the bunny shooting back with a confident curl of her lips in return.

"Hmph. Don't get too cocky, big girl. "

Oreo lifted herself up onto the bed, a task that was made marginally easier by how much the side Lucy was sitting on was sagging due to the supersized succubus' weight; She gingerly shifted her ample ass just above the horned cat's hips before lowering it downwards, assuming a seated position facing directly at the demoness' chest. Admittedly, it was a bit awkward, mostly due to Lucy's titanic tits being at the perfect height to push up against her own cute, perky chest, but that made it nothing if not even more comfortable overall. She still had to look up to make eye contact with the infernal feline, but the significant size-difference the succubus had on her made her lap a largely comfortable place to rest her rear. Immediately, a little shiver of stimulation shot up Oreo's spine as she felt the unmistakable sensation of Lucy's long, hard, and uncommonly warm erection slipped itself snugly between her soft, squishy bunny buns in a hot, heavy hotdogging... A little "Nngh~" left Lucy's lips as her smug, mysterious facade faltered for a moment, her whole cock hugged by her posh partner's perfectly plush posterior. Oreo could tell straight away that Lucy was enjoying herself plenty, only making her all the more confident; Naturally she'd be able to satisfy a succubus, she'd yet to find someone that didn't absolutely love her bountiful body.

"C'mon now, I hope you can hold back a little longer than this, Lucy. We've only just started..." She teased, smirking at the succubus as she took the lead and started to slowly but surely bounce her bunny butt up and down on the onyx obelisk. Lucy, though she had initially expected to be the one in control, couldn't object to some foreplay as fantastic as this, sitting back on the bed and taking the more subdued role as the rabbit's rear rose and fell rhythmically with soft, muffled plaps. She stopped trying to stifle her moans and mewls of arousal, reveling in them as Oreo had her already somewhat engorged ego stroked and stimulated about as much as the demon's dong, pleased to know she was getting to the giant girl.

Lucy had long since reached her full size, the diamond-hard, flared dong standing resolutely at a full two feet tall. It was quite large, especially compared to the size of the significantly smaller bunny-girl, each and every bounce of Oreo's butt sending tiny twitches and throbs through its length; At its very tip, a large, round bubble of succubus prespunk slowly surged forth, swelling in size with its substantial surface tension. It was rather thick and visibly put off small whispers and wisps of steam into the cool air of the bedroom around it; Though Oreo couldn't see it, she quickly came to feel it at the flow of the feline's liquid love became too much for the bubble to bear, and it broke, running down the sides of her shaft in wide, goopy rivulets of the stuff. Oreo let out a tiny "Ah!" of surprise with the strange sensation of the wonderfully warm stuff spreading across her colossal cheeks, lubing up her horny hotdogging and making it even more enjoyable for the both of them.

"Wait, are you completely erect?" Oreo asked, an air of confusion in her voice; both of her eyebrows raised slightly as Lucy gave her a swift nod in response. She slowed her stroking of the succubus' shaft, wiggling and wobbling her butt from side to side as she went as though trying to probe the equine erection's size, shape, and girth with only her hefty rear; All the while, her face was taking on an expression that Lucy could only interpret as a sort of slight disappointment, the tiny pin on her bow looking down at the demon with half-closed eyes and a less-than-pleased frown.

"Something wrong?" Lucy inquired, her determined demeanor a bit staggered by the bunny's hesitance. The quartet of tentacles around her stopped their idle undulating for a moment, hanging still in the air as she waited for a response.

"Hm... Well, I guess I just expected bigger from a succubus, that's all." Oreo sighed, voice almost airy and careless as she continued her heavy motions. Lucy's own face formed into a distinct frown, tinged with some shock; Her erection was only a couple inches away from being half Oreo's height, so the idea that it was insufficient for the size-queen of a bunny babe came as quite the surprise. That didn't last long, though. The frisky feline quickly assumed a grin that could only be described as positively devious, which went mostly unnoticed by Oreo as she disinterestedly hotdogged the horny cat's cock. Not another word passed her lips as the demoness delved deep into thought, her lewdest ideas egged on by the sultry service she was receiving from the rabbit.

Silently, without a sound and without even as much as a flourish of her fingers, Lucy cast a spell, the one hand she had at her side shimmering with an enveloping, ethereal purple energy; Oreo was still none the wiser as her sexual sorcery took its effect. Though the bitchy bunny was still mostly ignoring her promiscuous partner, all this meant was that it took even longer for her to notice that anything was amiss.

Before Lucy's eyes, the spell was a glorious success, and with an intense warmth in her loins, the mischievous cat felt her staggeringly sized shaft swell larger and thicker with immense speed. Where it had once been two feet long, it surged forth to two and a half, then three, then beyond, finally coming to a halt at an absurdly immense forty-two inches, with the generous girth and fat, pulsing flare to go along with it. Only another foot and a half and it would have been just as tall as the bunny's entire body...

That wasn't the end of it, though. Finally, Oreo seemed to have noticed what was happening, though not before the succubus' spell got to her own ample assets as well; With an audible bwomp, the bunny's already amazing ass ballooned in size by at least half again its original hugeness and heft, her bouncing butt becoming significantly larger to accommodate her partner's newly-enhanced behemoth of a bitchbreaker. Oreo was rendered completely speechless save for breathless gasps for a moment, her mouth opening wide in a shocked expression and her bow obediently mimicking its awestruck owner. Before she could do anything at all, the four tentacles hovering in the air around her sprung into action, one of each of the thick, slick tendrils shooting to her arms and legs and wrapping them with a firm, tight grip, forceful enough to render Oreo almost completely immobile but not nearly enough to be uncomfortable in any way. Lucy watched nonchalantly, her tongue poking out of her mouth teasingly as the girl's face burned bright with almost overwhelming arousal, her generous globes of soft, squishy bunny butt being glazed like donuts by the powerful pumps of precum coming from her colossal cock. Her posh partner's puffy pussy was absolutely drenched in her own lewd liquids, rubbing off on Lucy's waist as she shivered with sexual desire. Lucy could now clearly see her magically magnified meat from where she was sitting, now so large that its flare was brushing up against the back of Oreo's head.

"Mmm... That big enough for you, hun?" Lucy purred, her voice definitely the most mischievous it had sounded all night. Her fangs were bared in a supremely self-satisfied smirk that was positively pouring with giddy glee and pride, underscored by lewd love for the now not-so-little bunny on her lap.

"H-holy shit. Y-yeah, that... that'll do." Oreo stammered, so overcome by her arousal that she could really barely think about anything else; She still couldn't see the cock behind her, but she could sure as hell feel it, and vision was certainly no necessity for her to realize how utterly enormous the demoness' erection had become. She didn't even struggle or try to escape from the grasp of the succubus' slithering tentacles; All she knew at the moment was that she wanted that beast of a cock inside of her, and it seemed as though Lucy had just about read her mind.

With little resistance, Lucy's tentacles lifted Oreo up and above the swollen, oversized flare of her humongous horsecock, and with a level of force the bunny had barely thought possible, she was slammed down onto the stallion-shaming shaft in a split second. She had barely prepared herself for the actual insertion; Honestly, the thought of it hadn't even crossed her mind through the horny haze currently clouding it like a dense fog. As soon as the tip alone was battered into the bunny's backdoor, Oreo let out a huge gasp as the wind was practically knocked out of her; Her ass was stretched so much that she didn't even have anything to compare it to, a deafening moan of pure pleasure utterly unexpected for a woman as posh and petite as herself launching forth from her lips.

Lucy wasn't content stopping after just one thrust, of course, her tentacles pulling Oreo upwards before pushing her back down and repeating over, and over, and over again; Time and time again the horny cat's horsecock was hammered into Oreo's ass with reckless abandon as her belly was stretched to utterly obscene levels, the visible cock-bulge bursting forth from her flat tummy touching both her breasts and Lucy's and going even further with every forceful fuck. Fortunately, the steamy sorcery Lucy had cast upon them both had the bonus effect of rendering the rabbit significantly more stretchy than she usually was, allowing the oversized insertion to be nothing but pleasure for the bratty bunny, and Oreo was feeling every last bit of it.

"A-ah, oh god~" she groaned, every coherent sentence she put out being little more than short exclamations of unending arousal as anything more she tried to muster fell flat as soon as the fat flare of the feline's fuckmeat rammed into her stomach again. "Holy shit, it's t-too big..."

Giant wads of precum splashed forth from the sides of Oreo's overstuffed ass with every rhythmic ramming of Lucy's ludicrously large cock inside of her; There must have been gallons of the stuff, splattering everywhere around the room and giving anything and everything in the immediate vicinity a thick, half-inch-deep coating of the steaming stuff. If Oreo didn't know any better, she might have thought Lucy had already cum inside of her, volleys of the viscous, warm fluid flooding her belly and leaving her feeling blissfully full in a sort of faux-climax. She had long since reached her own orgasm from her brutal butt blasting alone, drenching the now precum-caked sheets of the bed and Lucy's lap with pussy juice in wide sprays; One climax gave way to another and another, Oreo feeling as though she was practically cumming her brains out as Lucy lost not a bit of her force and fervor over however many minutes they had gone on for.

Time became an abstract concept as the night went on, the two girls going at it like hares in heat- one of them more literally- as the giant clock on the other end of the room ticked on, neither of them concerning themselves with how long and how hard they were relentlessly rutting. Oreo might have usually been appalled by how much of a mess they were making of her room, but any concerned thoughts or worries she might have had were quickly overtaken by a veritable tsunami of pure pleasure, every pound of Lucy's pillar of penis eliciting an excited squeak of sexual bliss from the beautiful bunny. She completely lost count of how many times she'd came, and Lucy hadn't even had the chance to start counting, at least not for a little while...

As the magnificent mess grew with every passing minute, Lucy felt herself lurching closer and closer to her own climax, the magically massive balls swinging and slapping against Oreo's ass sloshing and twitching with pent-up need as she pistoned in and out of the cute cocksleeve; She definitely couldn't hold back much longer, and Oreo herself seemed to know what was coming even through the swirling storm of stimulation shocking through her body.

The powerful pulsing of the demoness' dong inside Oreo became more and more prominent, Lucy's lust reaching such a fever pitch that even she couldn't quite hold back making mewling moans at the top of her lungs; The heavy, wet sounds of the enormously endowed succubus slamfucking the black-and-white bunny could have been heard all throughout the empty estate, echoing through the darkened halls as the cat approached her orgasm with staggering speed.

"Mmmf, there you go, hun~ Take it ALL!" Lucy roared, one last excessive exclamation of pure erotic energy shaking Oreo's entire body as her balls clenched and pumped powerfully to deliver her full payload, a colossal cumshot erupting through all four feet of the feline's fat cock and firing forth from her flare with such force that Oreo might have been blasted off of it like an untied balloon had her tentacles not been there to hold her in place. With a thunderous, room-filling GLORP, the bunny's belly was filled to its brim, as if the gallons of precum pumping into her hadn't already been enough; Bloating to the size of a basketball and beyond, her stomach was stretched to sizes that should have been impossible. Since she was directly facing the demoness, her burgeoning belly pushed firmly against the feline's own toned tummy, preventing her filling up to the size of a waterbed or wider. Thus, once Oreo had actually reached her upper limit, unable to take any more of the feline's fat filling, the excess ejaculate started to flow forth from her overused ass and from her mouth, blasting out of both ends in huge, dense downpours. Wide, furious falls of steaming succubus spunk splashed over Lucy's legs, face, breasts, and the surface of Oreo's massive midsection before splattering against the floor of the bedroom, a prodigious pool of the stuff collecting underneath the pair. The splurts, glorps, and other various deliciously depraved sounds of splashing cat cum were only overtaken by the moans, squeaks, and mewls of both participants, Lucy lost in lust as she unloaded everything she had in the smaller bunny babe, and Oreo overwhelmed with the experience of being used as a living condom for the colossal cat.

Once Lucy's loads had calmed down to the point where the bunny wasn't doing her best impression of a garden hose, only a few stray drops of succubus spunk dripping from her mouth, Oreo was taken by surprise and momentarily snapped out of her sexual stupor as the giant girl thrust her face forward and locked lips with her, giving her a huge, sloppy, wonderfully warm smooch squarely on her mouth. All she could muster was a deep, pleasured moan, momentarily muffled as Lucy's long, sloppy tongue slipped a little too far into her own throat, the demoncat's mouth filled with the taste of cookies and cream as she continued to give oreo her own cream filling...

There the two of them remained for at least another five minutes, though it felt like fifty; Lucy's colossal cumshots slowed down considerably for a little while, giving them at least a bit of a reprieve from the nonstop hurricane of horniness they'd been battered with for the last hour or so. Once the final fat rope of backed-up ball batter blasted into the bunny's already battered belly, they both let out a long, gasping sigh of relief, before Lucy promptly fell backwards onto the spunk-saturated, utterly ruined bedsheets, taking the bloated bun with her as Oreo was provided with a huge, fuzzy, supremely soft succubus body-pillow, her head landing squarely between Lucy's bouncy, pillowy breasts.

"Mmmmff, holy shit, t-that was good." Oreo gurgled, a bit of excess ejaculate spurting forth from her mouth as she spoke. The pin of her bow expressed all Lucy needed to know, its face one of complete, slightly dazed contentment, satisfied if marginally muffled moans of happiness coming from her valley of cleavage. Her chest vibrated gently with a deep, loving purr as she looked over the cumflated cutie and her gravid gut, both hands gingerly wrapping around Oreo's body and engulfing her in one enormous embrace.

"Glad you enjoyed yourself, hun~" Lucy whispered, her voice seeming to trail off as Oreo's exhaustion overtook her for the second time that night...

The next morning...

"Mmmfff... what time is-"

Oreo shot up in bed, cutting herself off mid-sentence as her eyes widened underneath her bangs. She whipped her head around the room, scanning for anything and everything unusual, only to find nothing at all- She was laying in bed, tucked comfortably and completely into the covers, which were in positively pristine condition. The room smelled slightly of lavender, the floors were spotless, and a soft, amber light shimmering through the windows told Oreo that it was early in the morning. Turning her head down to look at the rest of her body, she found that she was still nude- though a single hand probing around her head told her that her bow was still securely in place- and her belly was just as flat as always. Her bottom half didn't feel any heavier than usual, either.

She gave the room another look, up and down. It couldn't have all been a dream, although for the life of her, she couldn't understand how it had all gotten so... clean. Last thing she remembered, she was face-deep in a cum-covered pair of titanic Lucy titties, her belly the size of a beachball and just about everything in the room equally as drenched in the stuff as she was. Now, a few hours later, there was no sign of the succubus that had stuffed her earlier and no sign of the marvelous mess they'd both made together. The storm had completely dissipated; The whole house was completely, almost too silent.

Oreo let out one huge yawn, stretching her arms high into the air; Just before she was about to dismiss the erotic events of the previous night as nothing more than a very vivid, very horny hallucination, something on her ornate nightstand caught her attention. The stack of her clothes from the day before had been folded and set atop it, but that wasn't what she was looking at; a small, square piece of paper with something scribbled on it was sitting beside the outfit. Shifting over to the far side of the bed, she picked it up with a silky, soft hand, the other one holding her hair away from her deep, vibrant pink eyes so she could get a good look at it.

Call me! I'd love to hang out more often.

Lucy ?

A phone number was written below. Oreo decided not to question why a demon had a phone number in the first place, a light shade of red flushing across her cheeks and a small smile forming at her mouth. She'd definitely have to keep in touch...