Author's Note: To End of Story, who makes my work readable...even if he doesn't like mountain dew you are awesome. To the usual people who help me in little ways, you know what you do and I thank you so much. Too the fans as well. I would write without you but your comments and hate mail are wonderful to read! Keep it coming.
Also a thank you to MarieLyne. You may not know it but by writing back and forth with you it helped me turn a hard nut into an onion. I very much appreciate our fun but infrequent conversations. I dedicate this Part 7 of my story to you. You have a gift.
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Chapter 21: Scent
We all piled into my little white truck, Lucretia put her seat belt on without a hint of discomfort this time. Her hoody was half way unzipped since it wasn't that cold out. Still, I noticed her nipples poking through the shirt and sighed.
"Why do I have to remind you to wear a bra?" I asked.
"Why do I need to wear one?" she asked back.
"You are exposing yourself too much." I said
"My breasts are covered by cloth, nothing is able to be seen..." she responded.
I was about to make a sharp retort, but her tone sounded...huh...she actually didn't know it seems. Nancy crawled from my coat pocket onto the armrest between us and watched as I pulled open Lucretia's hoody. My succubus arched her back a little, seeming to preen under my attention. I admit, it did make me smile a little. It was nice to have someone who wanted to display herself for me! I remembered Dawn would...
I felt a tremendous weight fill my stomach, and I crammed that feeling away hard behind the Door! I almost snarled as I remembered my dream. Well, going to have to take all these situations that keep cropping up and handle them one at a time. First answer Lucretia's question, second, find home for Nancy, third...third...why is Lucretia drawing away from me? Oh, that's right...she can feel what I am feeling.
I took a deep breath and let my tension fade, Lucretia looked worried, but not scared or anything...that was good. I gently parted her hoody again, and directed her attention to her chest.
"So, see how your nipples are pressed against the fabric? They are making dents in the cloth of the tank top?" I pointed out.
"Yes, I see them." She said.
"Well when guys see a girl with erect nipples, to them it is a sign that she is aroused. It makes them take notice of her and imagine her in ways that...how do I explain this..." My voice had trailed off to a contemplative mutter. Nancy took up the explanation in a crisp "nanny" tone.
"Dear, to flaunt yourself in front of other men when you have a Master is scandalous. It shows that he is not enough for you so you must attract others. That is not to say that you can't wear anything that is revealing, that would just be silly. But basic decorum dictates that you should at least wear undergarments when out in public. Unless you are on a beach wearing a bathing suit, but even those usually have liners in them."
I nodded my head at the rat, "Basically what she said."
Lucretia looked back and forth between us then frowned. I saw her close her eyes in concentration, then the fabric of her tank top shifted and I saw two cups of a bra appear under the fabric. She glanced down and saw the outline.
"Does that work Master?" She questioned.
"Don't know, does it feel comfortable?" I asked.
She shifted a little, and then reached a hand around to the small of her back.
"There's this little thing on one of the straps that's kind of itching!" She complained. She brought her hand forward again and then used her hands to shift her boobs around. "It also feels constraining. Do you really want me to wear one of these?"
I thought about it. I know that if I had a girlfriend I wouldn't want her to go around braless with her knockers swaying around for all the guys to ogle at. I wouldn't want them to think less of her, or have to worry about them trying to hit on her. Then again I am trying to teach her how to SEDUCE people. Hmmm...
"Here's the deal...for now wear a bra, but one that is comfortable. When you are on your own you can choose how to dress, but with me, please wear what I ask you to wear." I thought that was fair, and I could see Nancy nodding in agreement.
Lucretia shot the rat a dark look, then closed her eyes and concentrated. I could see through her tank top different cuts, colors and styles of bras rapidly shifting as she tried out the feel of each one. Finally it stopped on one that she smiled at and gave a little wiggle to test it. I had her lean forward so I could run my hand over her back.
"Which one is this?" I asked. Not like I know a lot about women's undergarments, but I was curious.
"It's a thin...umm...what do you call it? Ah! A sports bra! It doesn't have any of those scratchy things and hooks." She told me.
I did a quick nipple check and saw she was covered, as I moved away I saw her looking at me. She appeared to almost hesitate, like she was shy. I was worried about what she was going to ask now. She had no problems with nudity, so whatever was making her blush now must be one heck of a...
"I haven't kissed you in this form Master, may I?" she asked quietly.
A kiss? She was embarrassed about asking me for a kiss? Hmmm...
I looked at her, here she was looking so human, and sweet. A lie. Straight up lie! It was easier to kiss her in her true form because then she was being what she was, a succubus. There was nothing hidden from me. The horns, tail, wings, teeth and her other alien features were all on display. Like this, she looked like any other 25 year-old woman. She looked like what I wanted. I wanted a woman like this to kiss and cuddle with. A woman I could watch late night movies and share a tub of popcorn while we make fun of the film. Instead I am stuck with...wait...something she said to me earlier jumped out in my mind.
"Doesn't matter what I call you. Greg...Master...any of it. You are what you are to me, what I call you doesn't change that."
