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(Succubus BE, Multibreast, Multipussy)

Greg was a nice guy, but there is an old saying that 'nice guys finish last' and that seemed to sum up his life pretty well so far. He was always trying to please people, but people not as kind as Greg took that as an open invitation to use him as a doormat. When it came to finding a job after high school, he lost more important positions to others because the employer did not think he was motivated enough. So his lack of aggression even lost him jobs. It even affected him in romance. He lost girlfriends because they wanted him to dominate them, or be more descisive. He was just trying to be kind and open to their imput- but they wanted to be told, and Greg was only listening. He was always willing to help though, so when others may turn their nose up at dirtier, lower jobs, Greg was fine with it. As long as it put food on the table he did not mind getting his hands dirty. The harder the task the more satifying finishing it will be, right? Still, he was lonesome. A lot of the people who called themselves friends were just tagging along because they knew they could use him for favors.

Greg found a solution to his problem in a method very unbefitting a 'nice guy'. Magic was banned from public use in most countries, due to it involving demons, and dealing with demons is generally hazardous work. Magic still existed all over, but was handled by people trained specifically for its use, for use in government facilities and major companies. Obviously, that did nothing to stop the spread of magical knowledge illegally, and Greg had found himself a magic tome. It was old, so its runes were not the most effecient ones to use, but the spells should still work. So Greg went to work making a spell circle in his bedroom, in a small apartment. He rolled the carpet up for the time being to place the chalk on the wooden floor under it. He had the weekend off, and if this worked it would be a fun way to burn his time. As the final touch he pricked his finger on a pin and let a single drop of his blood fall into a shotglass of water he placed in the middle. When the blood touched the water it formed a rune as it disbursed, unique only to him. Demons generally required a sacrifice for sustenance- they are born from problems of people in the real world. So if someone has a fear of spiders, a spider demon forms in the demon world. When that person gets over the fear, or dies, the demon no longer has a host and will also die, unless it can find a source of energy elsewhere, like humans looking for power. The demon Greg was attempting to summon however was not at all high on the power ladder, and it only accepted sacrifices of a specific type, so he did not have to worry about it trying to drain the blood out of him. Greg furrowed his brow in frusteration when nothing happened. Did he screw up somehow, or is the spell actually so out of date that it doesn't work anymore? The week had only just ended, so he was quite tired from work, so for now he had to just shrug it off and go to sleep. He supposed this was tomorrow's problem now.

When Greg woke up, he could smell the faint scent of lavender. He opened his eyes slowly adjusting to the white sunlight filtering through his thin curtains onto the bed. Like a pillar of divine light from the heavens, the light from the window pointed directly to a woman sleeping beside him like a spotlight. Still groggy he immediately smiled at the sight. She had mocca toned skin and raven hair, he guessed maybe Spanish? Greg did not give it too much thought, already knowing her appearance was fake. Her eyelids fluttered open and she smiled back with her small mouth. Her lips were very plush and deep red.

She spoke with a deep, smooth womanly voice. "Hey big guy... good morning."

The sunlight was warm and the breeze from the slightly open window was cool, making the sheets of the bed cool to the touch, which was always the best condition for Greg to be comfortable- he could never sleep on the warm side of the pillow. Greg reached over under the thin sheets and softly caressed her side, moving his hand up to cup her breast. She was completely naked under the sheets.

"Waited till morning to help with the... immersion, hmm, demon?"

For a moment her iris pulsed and shifted to a bright yellow iris, narrow slit pupils and solid black eyes, but immediately returned to purple iris with normal eyes and human pupils. She looked a bit disgruntled.

"Well that sort of ruins the fun. What did you summon me for?"

"Exactly what you would do whether I called you or not."

She cocked a brow at that. "Sex? You... know sex with me can kill you, right? Succubus literally feed on the life energy of victems, using sexual energy as the transfer medium."

"But it doesn't need to be fatal."

She let out a loud, musical laugh. "How very... trusting. The name is Avvul by the way. Its an anagram for luvva- y'know like 'lover'."

"Huh. So... it is a coincidence that it is also an anagram for vulva?" Avvul just lowered her brows. "S-sorry. You were created from someone having a problem with thier sexuality though, so as odd a name as that would be for a human, it must be common among your kind. Succubus are demons from the realm of Lust."

"Born in the Sea Of Flesh."

"So... I would tell you what I want but you can already see into my desires, huh? I mean it is how you feed so you'd naturally need to be able to."

Avvul booped him on the nose with her index finger playfully. "You got it. You actually did your homework, most people just blindly summon whatever demon thinking they all offer the same sort of powers. You've the strangest fetish I have ever encountered..."

Greg blushed. "Really? I... did not think I had a fetish. I just like what normal guys like, a pretty girl with boobs and a vagina. I suppose I-"

Avvul placed her finger on his lips to silence him as she seemed to stare through him- into his soul. "Your fetish is your partner's pleasure. You get off on the other person getting off."

Avvul held her finger there for a few moments to make sure he stayed shut up. If sex is the only thing he was after, it was also the only thing she was after- this transaction could be over real quick. She sat up so the sheets sluffed off her body on their own and her body seemed to glow in the light at her back framing her. Her nipples were a shade of brown so dark they almost looked black. The areola were slightly puffy and the nipples fat, erect nubs. Greg got off on pleasure, so of course her nipples would be erect- they were an outward sign of arousal... well, sort of. They were not exactly like penis, they don't automatically stand up on their own from arousal but most men were not even aware of that, so that technicality didn't matter. Normally Greg would go slow and watch her face to see if she was enjoying what he was doing, but this was a unique situation where no matter what he did she would enjoy it. She feeds on his desire, so if he likes it at least a little bit, so will she. There was also zero chance of getting her pregnant- a succubus can only be impregnated by an incubus.

He placed his palms on her collar and slowly ran them down the slope of her breasts, feeling the tissue get softer and springier the farther down he went. He felt her erect nipples drag across his palms and she shivered a bit, making a soft but high pitched moan. It was like a self fulfilling prophecy- because Greg assumed it would feel really good, it DID feel really good. And because she had such a powerful reaction to something so subtle, the safe assumption would be that the rest of her is just as much of a hotspot. He rolled his palms on Avvul's nipples, he seen her thrust her hips slightly as he did it. When he glanced down her labia were already starting to blush on their own and fatten up a bit from increased blood flow. They even quivered slightly as her pussy clenched whenever a pleasurable jolt fired through her, as if trying to grasp at something.

Greg went to reach down but Avvul stopped him, shaking her head at him. "N~ not yet. Tease me first." Her voice was a breathy whisper.

Greg cupped her breasts from below and then squeezed into them, hearing her moan deeply. Even her moans were musical. She let out a whimsical giggle that caused his cock to throb. Her breasts were... pushing back against his hands! At first he thought they were firming up from the fondling, but they were actually growing. The fat bubbled up between his fingers, causing his hand to disappear further into the soft flesh as it raised out more and more. He loosened his grip and rolled his hands under her breasts to cup them, and one at a time bounced them lightly in his palms as they grew to feel the increase in weight, and watch the plush skin ripple from the little impacts with his hands. Her areola also fattened up, growing larger and becoming puffier, and oddly smooth. Her nipples remained fat nubs but became a bit rounder, and did not shift with the growth, causing them to no longer be perfectly centered in the areola- they were closer to the top. She had concealed her pussy with her hands before, but moved them away again now as she leaned backward, needing her hands to keep herself up right. Not only did this put her now much larger chest on display, he was able to see her pussy had grown as well. The outer labia were plush, rubbery pillows, and actually jiggled when bumped. Her clit was visibly throbbing with anticipation, having grown to the size of a large marble. The opening though was both farther forward, and farther back than normal now, so it did not just become more engorged, it was literally bigger.

Her arms buckled slightly a moment and she looked faint. "Ooh. I am so thirsty Greg... can I have something sweet... to suck on." She employed no measure of subtlety in locking eyes with his erection trying to rip his underpants off on its own.

Underwear was the only thing he was wearing, so he scooted up the bed a bit into a proper sitting position himself, and opened his legs up one on either side of her, offering his penis to her. It was subtle, but Greg was paying close attention so he still caught it- when Avvul swooped down toward his cock the room seemed to shift. Because everything shifted at once, it was hard to tell what actually changed. The room seemed a bit smaller and his cock seemed quite a bit bigger. He did not feel it change size though, so it is more likely she shrank the room and herself to make it seem bigger in comparison. Succubus were masters of illusion after all- it was impossible to spot one in public because anyone who looked at one seen something different. Everyone seen a normalized version of their ideal lover when they looked at a succubus, rather than what the demon actually looks like. She placed a dainty hand on the outside of both his legs, her now huge breasts filled the space between his legs and even rest a tiny bit of their weight on his scrotum as she bent over to release his genitals from the underwear using only her teeth. She kissed his cock on the head with her deep red lips and then keeping them pursed she slid her head down, letting the stiffness of the cock push her plush lips open. As soon as his glans popped into her mouth she tightened her lips a bit and pulled back, hooking the corona on the inside of her lips and tugging the glans teasingly. She seen his balls roll around in the scrotum from the sensation and then pressed down harder with her breasts, causing the soft fat skin to smoosh against the bed and press into his balls more, cradling them against the top of her tits. She started to piston her head on his shaft slowly, taking in more and picking up pace as she went. She sucked gently when she pulled back and let it slide freely on the way back in. Her tongue was going nuts, sliding all over his shaft soft light and fluttery movements- he had no idea how she was doing it. Her tongue felt like it was in several places at once, and farther back into her mouth than she should have been able to move it around. The tongue went all the way down the throat technically, but only the very tip had any mobility. Greg's cock started to really throb as he heard her muffled moans around his cock and seen the curvature of her ass growing with each moan- like sucking his dick was causing her to swell in pleasure. Her butt cheeks rounded out bigger and bigger. Much like her breasts, her butt was not muscular but it was firm and elastic enough that the cheeks remained perfect teardrops- trailing to her lower back which was crowned with venus dimples. Her thighs fattened up a bit, but not as much as her butt itself. Not to be outdone, her pussy lips fattened and grew a bit more. Her round butt and thighs formed a perfect diamond shaped window so that even from directly behind her vagina was easily visible. Knowing exactly when he would pop, she slid to the base of his cock as its throbbing reached a peak and she released her tongue, sliding down the cleft of his scrotum and crandling the bottom of it as they tightened and blasted their load into her. His urethra stretched wide from the sheer amount of cum blasting up. Each jet of cum lasted a half second on its own and the orgasm itself lasted nearly a full minute. His heart hammered in his chest- half from the pleasure, and half from the fear that she could literally suck the life out of him if she wanted. Avvul could force him to orgasm till he died from exhaustion, and Greg was relying entirely on good faith that she would keep him alive.

Avvul sat up straight again, her huge tits wobbling from the movement as she closed her eyes and let out a long exaggerated sigh of satisfaction as she swallowed the last of his load- and Greg realised what he was feeling. That was not her tongue working his shaft. Her mouth looked normal on the front, but behind the front row of teeth was not a mouth but a pussy! Her tongue still lay on the bottom, but the sides to the top were the rippling walls of a vagina. He basically got a blowjob and vaginal at the same time. Unsurprisingly, his penis was unable to soften. He could feel very subtle activity in his taint, all the way back into his prostate. It was literally refilling so quickly he could feel it- if only barely. In spite of just waking up, he was feeling a bit sleepy again. She had swallowed his energy along with his load, but was clearly not done yet. She made his cock twitch with another musical giggle as she grabbed his hand and fell back onto the bed, yanking him over her. He was not ready and put his hands out to stop himself and landed onto her huge boobs- and fell in! It took him several moments to realise what the hell had happened after she cried out loudly in pleasure and his hands sunk in WAY farther than should have been possible. His hands were... inside of her breasts. He slowly started to pull them out, and her breasts left a trail of salty lube on him. He could see the pink inner folds of flesh. That is why her nipples and areola restructured- they were not what they appeared to be at all. What looked like nipples were actually clits! Her areola were the plush outer labia- she had pussies on her breasts! Greg immediately spotted the dark spots forming on her chest below them as new nipples forming and he had to smile. He had literally just thought what a shame it was that in order to have these, she lacked normal tits. She can read his desires like a bold-printed book, and adapted. She cannot have both on one pair, so she just started to grow a new pair.

Greg made his hands into fists and moved them around, feeling the contours of her breast pussies, and Avvul squirmed violently. Her cute face was scrunched up in pleasure overdose, she shook her chest as shivers ran through her and her back arched and straightened over and over, pushing her giant breasts into his hands but then yanking them back when it became too much. Though the opening was smaller and tighter than the pleasure mound between her legs, these vaginas actually had more elastic give to them, because there was no skelital structure around them or other organs, they were free hanging on their own. He pulled one hand out and cupped it on the outside as he kissed the clit, causing her to flinch. He pressed his lips into the labia and penetrated with his tongue, but the flesh was so soft and rubbery he pushed in harder and harder and his face sunk in more and more. Avvul was shivering and squeaked out 'no'. She realised her mistake when he paused, about to pull out on hearing her tell him no, but then she cupped the back of his head preventing him from pulling back. He picked up on the inverted meaning of her words and pushed in more, and more. His entire face was inside of her breast and with a final shove, he fit his entire head inside of her right boob! Avvul was frozen, paralysed in pleasure, shaking and trembling involuntarily. Her eyes closed tighter and tighter as her body throbbed with pleasure and three of her four pussies clenched in orgasm, causing Greg's head and a spray of salty lube to erupt from her. His head and especially hair was soaked in her hot juices. Her right breast actually took a few seconds to close back up completely from having been stretched so far.

Panting from pleasure, she still managed a cute pout, pointing one hand to her groin. "Don't neglect the original... she is the hungriest."

It seemed to grow even bigger as soon as he looked at it. Her lower abdomen actually seemed to expand rounder to house the huge passage. As he lined up his penis though, he actually had to search a bit for the vaginal passage. While the entire thing seemed to grow, her passage was the same size, making it seem tiny in comparison to everything else. Greg thrust into her, cupping his hands on her new second set of breasts. These normal breasts were the size her originals were before anything grew, but were still growing quickly to catch up in size. The very tops of the second set started at the bottom of the first, so by the time they started to really project out from the torso it was the very bottom of her rib cage, giving a decent amount of room to grow. The nipples on these grew large though with his manipulations. He gasped them with his thumb, index, and middle fingers and tugged lightly. Avvul kept breathlessly asking for more though, so he tugged harder, and twisted a bit and she moaned in reply. They grew longer and bigger as he pulled, and the areola puffed up as the breasts themselves started to wobble around more. It was hypnotic- every time he thrust into her the bottom set of breasts moved first, hitting the bottoms of the top set and making all four of them ripple with movement. Her gigantic fat labia were like a pillow on his crotch, squishing into him as he pounded her. By the time her bottom breasts were almost as big as the first, the two sets squished into one another in the middle from lack of room and her nipples looked more like teats. Sure enough with a good yank, the big nipples released a small spritz of milk and she cried out in pleasure, like her breasts just had tiny orgasms. Hearing her musical voice cry out sent Greg well on the way to his next orgasm too though, and he felt himself getting more tired and worn out, his energy gathering itself up and funneling down to his crotch before exploding into her giant ravenous pussy. He came for nearly a full minute again, and then fell back onto the bed panting for breath.

Before he could catch his breath enough to call it quits, Avvul climbed ontop of him. She kissed his cock again, and he could feel the rush of fluids being created in him, forcing him to be ready to cum again. Feeling pent up even though he had only just released. She sat her huge pussy on him, threatening to swallow his head into her crotch. If his head fit in her tit- there is no way it wouldn't fit in her crotch. She did not sit dead-on though, at risk of suffocating him in her wet folds. The crook just below her clit rest on the bridge of his nose, and going a bit cross-eyed he could see it growing. Her clit throbbed several times, not returning to its former size each time, causing it to get bigger and bigger. It was a bit larger than a ping-pong ball now, as she slid forward a bit to rest it on his lips, so his nose was penetrating her slightly. With her clit in position she opened her mouth, and her tongue altered shape, becoming a lot longer, but also a lot thinner. Avvul inserted the end of her tongue before swallowing his shaft into her vaginal mouth. He tried to get up to tell her he was too spent, but when he bent his legs up his knees pushed into her huge breasts and popped into her twin pussies, trapping his legs. Even Greg shivered in pleasure as he felt her tongue sliding down his urethra, sounding him while she sucked the outside of his shaft. Maybe he would be fine with one more round. It did not even occur to him that trying to tell her to stop was futile in the first place- she can read his desire so Avvul would know when he wanted to stop without him having to say anything.

He sucked her huge thobbing clit and she thrust it gently into his face. It was very round and firm, like a water balloon someone filled way too far- nearly bursting. He groaned as he felt her sliding her tongue a tiny bit deeper with each downward suck. How long was it? He reached up with his arms and cupped her lactating breasts, grabbing the nipples and tugging out more small streams of milk, unintentionally matching the rhythem of her sucking. It felt like they were sinking deeper into the bed somehow, and the sheets were moist with their fluids. He glanced to the side in confusion and also seen the sheets looked oddly... fleshy. The top of his bed was starting to look like pillowy labia! They were sinking into the forming opening! He glanced around his room as much as he could past the pussy sat on him and seen the walls and furnature start to deform and become flesh. Huge breasts bulged out from the floors and walls, what looked like maybe testicles, gigantic veins the size of the pipes under his sink that looked like they belonged on a giant cock... his entire room was turning to writhing flesh! He closed his eyes as his entire body throbbed in agonizing pleasure. His tongue was so far down in him! It felt like it was in his taint! She was... going all the way back?! There was no way he could resist that! Avvul's clit throbbed a bit bigger, filling his mouth and she sunk her pussy partially on his head, bottoming out her mouth on his cock. He started to orgasm explosively, getting weaker and weaker while his cum filled and bloated his shaft. His urethra inflated like a balloon as Avvul teased him by not removing her tongue, so it could not escape his dick. He was barely conscious when she finally released his flow and drank his essence, and then he blacked out.

Greg woke up on monday, still feeling groggy and a bit tired. He woke up and had sex Saturday morning, passed out before it was even noon, somehow skipped Sunday entirely and woke up again Monday. Well... the important takeaway from that is- he is still alive to be able to wake up at all. He glanced over to his window and seen Avvul in a normalised human form again, partially sitting on the window sill.

"Still here? I figured you would dump me like hot trash as soon as I was tapped."

Avvul glanced away a moment before looking back at him with a sympathetic expression. "If I killed everyone who offered themselves it would be real hard to get a meal, ya? Besides, you are a nice guy. And let's be real, your fetish is weird and super convenient. I had a blast... because your fetish is literally for me to have a good time. I know it sounds like I am just trying to mooch an easy meal but... maybe we can... be buds?"

Greg had a smile the rest of the day, even though the grind of his job. A friend, huh? Sure she was a demon, but Avvul seemed real genuine when she said she wanted to be friends. Obviously, she also wanted to feed off him too, but that was fine. Feeding her also meant sex for him so it was kind of hard to fault their system. Of course, life has a way of creating opposition no matter what- and on his way home Greg was stopped by one of his former 'friends' Daniel.

"Hey man, come on, I just need a bit of money, it is no problem between friends, right? I thought we were tight?"

Right, is that why he waited till Greg was walking through the shitty end of town to catch up to him? Greg had a feeling if he did not give him money, he would get a shiv in his side.

"Look, I have my own bills to pay Daniel. If I had cash to spare I would give it to you of course. I would help anyone out if I could, but, I have to make sure I keep myself afloat."

Daniel scoffed at him, approaching, trying to puff himself up to look more intimidating. "Fuckin' really, you leave me hanging?"

Daniel went to grab Greg and a black hand reached around Greg to stop him. It grabbed Daniel's wrist so hard you could hear the bones in it groan. Avvul stepped out from inside Greg's shadow in her true form. Her black flesh gnarled like tree bark, her long curved black horns covered in jagged ribs. A thin spade tipped tail lashed around behind her in irritated jerks. She had large bat like wings but they grew from her lower back not the upper. Her legs were digitigrade but her toes were almost finger-like and tipped with claws just like her hands.

The slit-like pupils of her golden eyes narrowed at the man. "Don't touch my friend."

Her grip continued to tighten as he fell to one knee in pain, trying to yank free of her. His skin was darkening from the veins being crushed under his skin before the bones started to crack and splinter. The ground under him bubbled up and became soft, turning into another huge vaginal opening.

"When you get to the realm of Lust, tell Lady Vainglory I said hi."

Avvul kicked the asshole through the huge moist slit, causing it to clench shut after and regress and harden back into normal ground, erasing the man from this realm entirely, bringing him instead to her home realm to be devoured by her kin.

Greg chuckled. "Well, you know what they say, nice guys finish last. So we always get the last laugh."

Avvul snickered, returning to his shadow. "Well, in the human race, he did finish before you. Lets head home, friend."