Authors Notes: This ended up being quite longer than intended. I had spent the entire day reading femdom fantasy stories and knew I would need to write my own. Eventually this came out of it. This is my first author note and I felt I would include some notes at the beginning of what to expect.
Tags: Nonconsent, femdom, tentacle, shapeshifting, futacock, mind-break, succubus, fucking someone until they are literally about to die.
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I was excited. Giddy. I could not wait for 4pm to hit. I mean, I had already finished my work but I needed to stay logged into the system until exactly 4 or my bosses would be quite annoyed. I was a programmer who worked from home now because of Covid and needed to wait until that exact moment to finally head off.
And there it was. The clock ticked 4 and I immediately shut my system off. A tinge of nervousness quickly rang throughout my body but I wasn't going to be stopped now. Even the bead of sweat that suddenly sprang from my forehead would not stop me.
Tonight, I was going to summon a succubus. Or demon. Succubus-demon thing. And I suppose stating I was going to was a bit presumptuous. I was going to attempt to summon a succubus to my home today and then fuck the living shit out of her.
One of my friends had stated he had done it a few weeks ago and had gotten the sexiest demon. He told me they could change how they looked on a whim and he requested it to turn into a short and big breasted woman who he then fucked the living daylights out of. I was jealous to say the least. I mean, I was the more sexual one of out of both us. I had experimented more. Hell, I still occasionally used a dildo on my ass. I was the one who had more weird and crazy sex in college. I'd done it all. Dominant. Submissive. Of course, I had been a proud dominant for a while now. The fact this dweeb friend of mine had summoned a succubus first and done something so crazy before me? Well, I just had to get my own sexy demon bitch to take and fuck.
At this point, there was not much left to do except wait for night time. My friend had given me all the instructions for the ritual and I had set it all up in one of my spare rooms. I usually was a bit annoyed at the size of my house as it required me to either spend an entire sunday cleaning or hiring a maid but in this situation, it was helpful to have so many rooms. Who else has a house where they can just dedicate an entire room to summoning a demon-fucking-succubus to rail?
The last things I had to do simply were to get within the circle of candles I had formed and spill my blood onto the floor while chanting some phrases. It was definitely going to be a bit weird but thankfully it was fairly straightforward and simple. The most complicated part was going to be reading the latin phrases but my friend had promised me he had absolutely fucked up the wording and still got it to work.
I decided to quickly eat some leftover pizza and then wank all the way until 8 pm. By wank I mean edge of course though. I wanted to make sure that my cock was primed and dripping with precum. If I didn't leave a gallon of cum in this slut by the end of tonight, I would hate myself. I made sure my balls were full.
I also showered and combed my semi-long blonde hair. I had straight medium length dirty blond hair and I pulled it back to form a kind of mullet. I didn't use any gel so occasionally my bangs would flip back to tickle my cheek and nose but I would quickly pull it back again. It wasn't long enough for a hair tie either yet. I made sure to clean everything on my body. I was going to be squeaky clean to start this night of debauchery and would end the night most likely slick with sweat. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was happy. I mean, as happy as any skinny white kid could be in the mirror. I had a low fat percentage and so I came off as a bit lean but my muscles were incredibly weak and non-existent. My cock was decently average in length and a bit thicker than most. I usually wore glasses but for tonight I had put my contacts in. My arms were long and my fingers even longer. I had typist fingers. Or piano fingers. Long slender, feminine fingers that currently had black painted nails. Black nail polish was one of my obsessions and I loved how it made my fingers look. Of course, it often drew some glances and looks from family and friends but I always was quick to argue that some femininity never took away from my masculinity. I was skinny and had long hair and long fingers with painted nails but that didn't mean I wasn't a man. I was a man, I told myself, who could fuck hard and good.
From there time seemed to slow down. Of course when looking gleefully into the future, you must wait forever. But eventually it was time. I made sure that all my sex toys were in the room in the corner. I had put a small inflatable bed in the corner of the room. I had some water bottles laid out for when I inevitably got tired and thirsty. Beyond all that, this room was completely empty and bare. There was a window facing the street but I made sure to have curtains which I had duct-taped to ensure privacy. It was time.
I stepped into the middle of the pentagram and sat down. I was naked except for my underwear which held my aching hard cock tight to my skin. A small knife in my left hand and my phone in the right. My house was completely quiet and this room was no different. Even the creaks that often came from a house settling in had toned down and now all you could hear was my breathing. I wish I could say that my heartbeat was a cool 65 BPM like it usually was but I had to admit I was a bit nervous. My heart was pumping and thumping quickly and my chest felt a bit constricted.
I took a big breath, swallowed my anxiety, and began to read from my phone. The candles flickered and swayed despite the lack of any current in the room. They danced across my walls and ceiling. The warm orange hue they gave off made the room feel a bit congested.
I continued on. I knew some Spanish and was able to roll my r's so I figured that Latin was the same way. After all, Spanish was a romance language which was derived from Latin right? The words sounded weird as they echoed in the large empty room. I couldn't help but flicker my eyes from left to right and up to down. I surveyed the room at the same time I read the words on my phone.
There wasn't a lot to read but it felt like each word stuck in the room. Out from my mouth and then bouncing along the walls and settling in my ears. Each word needed a bit of time until the next one. Halfway through, it began to feel like there was peanut butter in my mouth. Opening my mouth was a struggle and to say words even more. By the time I was on the last sentence, I had to over compensate to say the next word. Anyone looking at me would think I was constantly yawning and trying to release ear pressure by the way I widened my lips and made my mouth open.
Finally I reached the last word and upon uttering it, a bloody metallic taste spawned in my mouth. I put my phone down and slit the middle of my palm a bit. Blood spilled out and dripped onto the wooden floor. A pitter and a patter.
After a few drops of blood stained the floor, my mouth finally gained independence and was able to move easily. I yawned quickly and stood up. I looked around and saw nothing except the twisting shadows across the walls from the candles. Suddenly, one by one in a coordinated manner the candles began to sizzle and their flames ceased. Within a moment, the room was completely dark. The realization that I had really done something hit me like a bag of bricks. My tongue got stuck in my mouth and my throat closed up. My hand began to burn as I remembered that I just had cut myself open.
Suddenly, a voice came from the dark nothingness.
"Did you summon me?"
The voice was sweet and alluring. Playful in a sarcastic way. I suppose that made sense. She was a succubus demon type entity or something. She knew what she was here for.
"Yes, I did. Let me turn the lights on and you can get to work on p-pleasing me!"
The first half came out commanding like I wanted to but by the end, I heard her sigh and my throat closed again making me stutter.
I stepped towards where I believed the light should be but suddenly my head hit something soft and fleshy. I stepped back and put my hands up to grab whatever was in front of me. And grab they did. Soon, my hands were full of smooth and soft skin and she let out a slight moan. I realized she was in front of me and I had grabbed her breasts.
"Wow, your tits feel like they're huge!" My cock was growing in size and I was excited for what was about to occur now. I was still poisoned with anxiety but knowing that her tits were now going to be huge and that this was clearly real pulled me back into my fantasies.
Suddenly the light came on and after the initial second of blinding light, I looked forward and finally saw her. I had to look up.
She was at least a foot taller than me. Her hand had flicked on the lights and her skin was a deep dark shade of red. Her fingers were slender, like my own. She had a small nose with a metal septum piercing. Her lips were dark green contrasting with her skin and they were full. Her eyes were black and seemed like a vortex. They seemed like an illusion where if you weren't looking they stood still but as soon as you looked at them they began to turn and spin. Her ears were small. Her hair was black and seemed long except at the moment it was in a double bun. One bun poking off the left side and the other poking off the right. Her eyebrows were also black and of medium thickness. Her face in total was a bit of a lighter red than her skin.
My eyes were drinking all of it in and the air felt tight. Like suddenly it had become limited in this big room and she was taking more than her fair share.
Her neck was tight with the muscles and veins visible. Did blood run through those veins? She had muscular shoulders that continued on into somewhat thin but clearly strong arms. And then there were her gigantic breasts. Huge and plump but not saggy. They seemed like they had muscle of their own as they stayed firm and perky. She had large green areolas with big puffy nipples. Her chest had light abs as well. Further down, she had a small black patch of hair above her pussy. Her pussy wrapped underneath her but from what I could see, it was also a shade of green. Her thighs and legs were thick and muscular as well. It felt like it took a year for me to finally finish observing her entire body.
Finally, I looked back up at her and she smiled. Her green lips slightly parted to show white teeth. She grinned wider and a blue tongue shaped like a trident came out. It was so long and reached the top of her breasts before she finally pulled it back. Was that its entire length or was it longer?
"Did you want me to get started on pleasing you?" She bent her down to my eye level and asked me with a smirk.
"Y-yes!" I responded unsure of what to even do. She was so much bigger and taller than me. I had to find my composure. To take charge of the situation and realize my fantasies of fucking like an alpha tonight.
She bent down onto one knee. Her knee striked my floor and made a loud noise as if she might leave a dent. Even on her knee, she was still far from my cock. Her height was impressive. Her tongue slipped back out between her green lips and wrapped around my cock. I put one leg back to steady myself as her tongue began to jerk my cock. Her tongue was thick and oozing with spit making my cock lubricated immediately. Her tongue must have had saliva glands on it as it only got thicker with drool as she slid up and down the shaft.
She started to pull me a bit closer with her tongue before grabbing one of my hands with her and putting it on her shoulder. I then moved my other hand and put both on her shoulders so I could steady myself.
The pleasure was immense. She grabbed my hips and held me firm so I was unable to thrust despite my deep desires to just start pounding her tongue grip.
I dropped my head back and pushed my fingers into her shoulder to support myself. I began to cry out and moan as the feeling of pleasure rose in me.
"Oh my fucking god, this is amazing, let me fuck your face, let me fuck your face, I want to fuck your face, I want to fuck your fucking face," I could feel the horny aggression rising in me. I was ready to grab each side of her hair buns and pound her mouth until she was choking and gagging.
Her tongue tightened on my cock before releasing and whipping back into her mouth.
