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Summary: A young virgin working in a library summons a succubus from an ancient book. Pretty quickly it becomes apparent why that's not a great idea if you want to stay a virgin.
Contains: F/m, F/mmm, succubus, blowjobs, more blowjobs, paizuri, shrinking, did I mention blowjobs
DARK THEMES: Manipulation, trickery, a little gaslighting for good measure.
This story was a commission that took me a long time to write due to multiple IRL problems which are thankfully now over! I'm extremely grateful to my very patient patron.
Life as a virgin in your 20’s is rarely fun. Those few times Joey had tried to make a move with girls it always ended the same way. Sometimes kindly, sometimes less so, they turned him down. For Joey it was an exercise in daily frustration, not even getting to know what it was he was missing out on by not having sex. Well, sex wasn’t quite his fantasy; at least not conventionally. No, his predilections were more specific. Joey was obsessed with blowjobs.
He spent hours each night watching porn, having cultivated a collection of artists he was equally devoted to. Women with big, thick lips fellating cocks, as well as their thumbs, dildos, sucking and sucking, licking and kissing. He could have watched their mouths moving hypnotically forever if he didn’t have a job to get to - which, regretfully, got in the way and took up valuable porn watching time.
The library he had recently found work at was massive, with endless halls and stacks. He had only been there a few weeks so there were still parts of the building he’d never even seen. Cataloguing everything by the Dewey Decimal system was tedious and time-consuming, even if he well understood the reasons for it, but as a result the majority of his day was spent returning books to where they belonged. He was either gathering them from the collection carts or removing books people had put back in the wrong place.
as he pushed his cart over the laminated floor though he found himself straying far from the aisles he was used to. As one squirrely wheel squeaked quietly he pressed on and on, until the modern shelving gave way to older, worn wood. The book he had to return was incredibly old, and each time he checked the digits he realised he still had a ways to go when comparing them to the numbered shelves.
As each shelf passed the quiet library steadily grew silent. Soon the only thing he could hear was the slightly squeaky wheel below and his own breathing.
It felt a little eerie. He knew he wasn’t far in reality from the chair he sat in for hours a day, but venturing this deep into the library felt so isolated. Soon, amidst ancient wooden shelves, his mind began to wander. The way the mind is prone to imagining ghosts and creatures, he couldn’t help but do the same.
He imagined a beautiful woman, a creature of lust stalking the aisles. Perhaps he’d find her… or maybe she’d find him. A grin spread over his lips at that thought, spurred on by the hours of footage he’d been fucking his fist to the night before.
Joey could just see her finger tracing her lips as she indulged her oral passions, before she began consuming him whole, swallowing him completely… Fantasies driven on by his nightly porn consumption soon spurred his imagination. She wasn’t just a beautiful seductress, but a being of pure desire clad in nothing but her own desire for him.
Joey fancied he was following her through the shelves as she was gesturing to him with a beckoning finger, backing away from him, sashaying so seductively as she did so. The cart followed his feet and as he daydreamed he soon bumped into an old shelf, winded by it as he doubled over and was shaken from his reverie. In the midst of his fantasy he had wandered all the way to the very end of the library. Looking back he couldn’t even see the way he’d come from anymore. Now he had reached the massive shelf that took up the entire back wall. Here the light was dim as ancient lightbulbs above struggled to light the old wooden halls.
Realising he had massively overshot the aisle he was looking for, he huffed, and looked back to the wall he’d bumped into. On the otherwise empty shelf in front of him a book had fallen to one side directly before his eyes. Bound in purple leather and encrusted in what looked like jewels, he was stunned to see something so ornate and undoubtedly valuable here.
A silent whisper behind him made him jump, wheeling on the spot. Yet when he turned, no one was there.
Panting softly, he tried to relax. It was just his overactive imagination, he told himself.
After Joey had calmed down, or convinced himself he had, his eyes were once more drawn back to the book. He let the cart go - his hands stinging a little from how tightly he’d been gripping it - and stepped close. With a little trepidation he reached out for it. The tome fell open as if of its own accord in his hands… and he felt a shiver run down his spine.
There on the page was an image that looked just like the woman he had just been imagining.
Her beautiful lips were curled into a knowing grin. Her beauty almost glowed from the page, with silky hair cascading down her shoulders over her massive breasts. He was stunned. For a moment he was sure he had somehow seen the picture before he’d imagined her, but no, it was the other way around - as crazy as that sounded. Even though it was just an image on paper… he couldn’t help but feel like she was somehow looking right at him.
The next page was even more lurid. A collage of her engaging in the most sultry and luxurious blowjobs and oral fixations abounded, as the accompanying text spoke of indescribable pleasures and promised endless and incalculable orgasms.
Joey looked over his shoulder in embarrassment, hoping no one would catch him reading it. He was alone here, he knew he was, and yet couldn’t help but feel like he was being watched.
As each page became more and more graphic, and Joey was so enthralled he didn’t notice the pink glow gently emanating from its pages. Before he could he closed it and tucked it under his arm, making his way back to the main part of the library with his duties forgotten.
“I need to head home.” Joey stated to Janice, the older librarian in her 40’s. She was a stern but fair woman who Joey had far-too-often stroked himself silly to the thought of.
Her stern gaze turned to him after a few moments, taking him in.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m… sick.” He lied, yet the bullets of sweat pouring from him were helping his case.
“Hmm.” She muttered. “You look kind of peaky. Well, if you can’t make it tomorrow let me know. Feel better.”
Trying not to grin and ruin his luck, Joey made his way out, deliberately slowing his pace until he thought he was out of sight - then he ran.
*****
Slamming the door shut and clutching the book to his chest Joey turned into his apartment and sighed, He leaned back against the door, blocking out the outside world. He’d only lived in his new apartment a short while; most of his stuff was still in moving boxes, and the room was pretty empty, but after his anxiety ridden journey home it felt like - well - home.
Joey sank onto his brand new sofa - complete with the sticker he hadn’t removed yet - and looked at its purple leather-bound cover once more, eager to delve into its disguised secrets. He felt the weight of the tome pressing down into his lap like an eager lover, and its jewels twinkled in the dim light like adoring eyes.
Excited, he pulled his shorts down, preparing to indulge himself as he had so many times before. Slowly, carefully, he peeled the pages apart.
He was instantly spellbound once more by the seductress he saw, his cock stirring as he took in her voluptuous figure, and full round lips. The ink almost pulsed with lustful energy as he grasped his cock, feverishly turning page after page.
Each stroke of his cock grew more intense as he took in the deeply intricate yet pornographic artistry of the ancient book. The room suddenly felt hotter, the air growing thick with arousal. He could almost feel those delectable lips of hers wrapped around his cock, sucking him in deep, mercilessly and endlessly licking and sucking…
Yet as he turned the page, the next was disappointing; merely more text and an image of her face, smiling up at him almost tauntingly. The next was more of the same, showing less and less.
Frustratedly he skipped a few pages, then a few pages more. What he saw was hardly pornographic, but it did pique his interest. He saw the woman standing amidst a circle, and ancient text was inscribed around her. Was it some ancient book on sorcery or something?
His arousal simmered. He kept flipping, looking for what he needed to finish, until… the pages became blank.
Fuck! He was so close, he just needed a little more…
Yet as he flipped back, he found the pages he had been stroking to before just as opaque. All of the imagery was gone, replaced with ancient and archaic text. Grunting in annoyance, he took the book in both hands and released his tender cock as he flipped page by page, trying to find the succulent images he’d been stroking to just moments before… but no matter how he searched he just couldn’t find them.
He threw his hands in the air in frustration and the book fell open onto his lap.
For a while he just stewed in his own irritance. What had he been thinking? A porn book in the library? He was just hallucinating. Maybe he really was sick. The images weren’t there because they never had been, he’d just seen what he’d wanted to see.
Looking down ruefully, his eyebrows perked up at what he read, however.
‘Instructions for the summoning of a creature from the realms of lust’.
It was crazy. It was ludicrous. An ancient book on summoning demons! As if.
He kept reading. Just out of interest, of course.
The instructions were remarkably simple, not what one would expect from the obfuscation of ancient magic tomes. All one needed was some candles, some chalk, and…
Well, it wasn’t like he was busy. If he wasn’t going to get to jerk off he might as well try it - for fun, he told himself.
With a few furtive references to the book he inscribed the runes onto his floor and drew a large circle, checking it again to be sure. He wasn’t quite sure why he was so eager to try it… but neither did he interrogate the thought too closely either. He just had this feeling deep down that he felt he had to try it.
The sun had begun to set in the time it had taken him to set this up, yet in all that time his frustrated cock had hardly settled, throbbing passively in his shorts. Setting up candles at regular intervals in sections adorning the edges of the larger circle, he sat next to it and kept the book in his lap as he re-read the instructions one last time.
According to the tome all he had to do now was… say the words.
Smiling to himself he realised how silly this was. Nothing was going to happen. There were no demons, there was no magic. He’d wasted an evening and taken a day off work because of a fever that had made him a bit loopy.
He paused, and looked down again at the book… and felt his cock throb.
That, of course, was why there would be no harm in saying the words. What would it hurt to try? After all he’d already gone to all this trouble.
What could possibly go wrong?
His tongue curled awkwardly around the odd words, the language uncomfortable to his lips.
“Deesym Klim…” He murmured, feeling a little bolt of excitement.
This was all so silly. Yet that little part of himself, the part that allowed you to enjoy a movie or book as if it were real, was bubbling over with ‘What if? What if?’
“Yl…Sseldnedna. K-cus-dnak-cocym.”
Did it matter if he pronounced it wrong? Of course not, he mused. It wasn’t real. He could have said anything for all the difference it would make.
“Eeh-totnie kat… Seenky-h… tnopu? Eeh-t nommusi!”
A throb in his throat came and went as he spoke the last word aloud. Everything was silent. The room was still.
He put the book down on the floor inside of the chalk circle and waited.
After a minute or so he smiled to himself. He was crazy, that was the only explanation. He’d taken a precious day off work to jerk off to a book and draw circles on the floor.
Circles which were now glowing purple.
A sheer, opaque wall of purple light spread from the chalk edges to fill the space on the floor it had encompassed with purple energy.
Moments passed during which Joey’s mind wasn’t really processing what it was seeing. Either it hadn’t caught up yet or it was trying to protect his fragile sanity from the mesmerizing display. He just sat there and stared as violet strands began to spread, linking like a spider web before splintering reality itself until nothing but a gaping maw was left where the chalk circle had once been.
He wasn’t sure when he had stood up, but found himself upright and staring down into that otherworldly glow now. Terror wasn’t a strong enough word for how he felt. So scared, in fact, he wasn’t even really afraid. It was just beyond what he could rationalize and passed over his brain like water, as if it wasn’t really happening.
A harsh pink light began to beam from the pages of the book itself, and from that light two thick, beautiful pink lips emerged from the dim glow… before they swiftly curled into a smile.
Joey’s heart beat in his chest so hard and fast he thought he was going to pass out. Now the fear finally hit him all at once.
A long and silky purple leg emerged, stepping into his reality from the book, emerging from the pages in defiance of physics. As two slender arms followed after and pulled the creature within forth, along with a colossal pair of breasts which barely managed to fit through the opening between realms.
There stood the most beautiful woman Joey had ever seen. The very same woman he had seen in the book. The image of her otherworldly beauty was seared into his mind.
Silky auburn locks rained down her shoulders to rest atop two massive breasts. That hair was parted at either side by glowing pink horns which seemed to radiate lustful energy. Swaying lazily behind her a long purple tail similarly glowed.
The book snapped shut, and with it the light was gone. All that was left was the woman who had just crawled her way into his reality. She seemed preoccupied with caressing her body, as if unused to it, but soon noticed his attention.
Her eyes burned with a purple light that fixed upon him, but he couldn’t meet her gaze. He was instead captivated by her plush pink lips. Noticing his attention, she ran a long, lavish tongue across them, coating them in saliva.
“Well, hello there boy.” She smiled.
Only when she spoke did reality truly seem to settle in. The fact this wasn’t just happening, but happening to him and happening now, had Joey falling back onto the sofa in a panic and hyperventilating.
“Oh you poor thing…” She mused. “Don’t be afraid. I would never hurt you.”
He tried to calm himself, but his heart felt like it was only racing faster the longer he stared. His chest felt tight with fear. This couldn’t be real. He had to be dreaming. He was hallucinating.
As one second ticked by after another and he didn’t seem to be waking from his dream, all the while he could feel waves of heat emanating from her and washing across his body. Panicking, Joey gripped the sofa cushions tightly, trying to back away from the radiant figure of lust before him, ready to run for his life, and yet she didn’t move. She didn’t pounce on him and devour him as the instinctual, animalistic part of his mind kept telling him she was about to. Rather she simply raised her arms above herself and stretched, groaning in satisfaction as her colossal breasts gently swayed with each motion.
“It feels so good to be in the real world again…” She exhaled softly, before opening her eyes once more to see Joey clutching a sofa cushion in front of himself. “It’s been so, so long.”
She blinked before she sank her hands to her considerable hips.
“Awww, sweet thing.” She smirked, tracing the tip of one of her glowing pink horns with a finger. “You don’t have to be afraid.”
Pursing her sausage-thick lips she leaned forwards, getting just a little closer to him.
“I’m not that scary, am I?” She cooed, before her grin widened.
Suddenly her form began to swell in size, every part of her growing slowly but surely. Within the confines of the circle on the floor she was soon towering over him, almost pressing up against the ceiling as she lowered her body down. She had already been tall, but now had to be twice Joey’s size, maybe more.
She crossed her arms in front of herself - which only had the effect of squishing her now even more massive tits together.
Joey’s fear was swiftly swallowed by a far greater urge as he was finally able to truly appreciate the utterly inhuman arousal coursing through him. He felt his whole body throb with need, his throat tightening as an all-too-familiar sensation to any healthy young guy rose within him.
His heart was hammering and his cock was beating to the rhythm of it. Every breath he took felt thicker, harder to swallow down. A lifetime of unfulfilled sexual fantasies flooded through his mind all at once, and the figure in front of him was like all of those distilled into one perfect woman.
Shuddering, his abdomen tightened uncomfortably as - without warning - he felt his cock throb mightily. Frozen in ecstasy for several moments, Joey finally let out a shuddering gasp as he experienced an orgasm unlike any he’d ever felt before.
The now-massive demoness grinned broadly. .
“I’m flattered.” She soothed him, knowingly. “Don’t worry, most men find it hard to control themselves around me.”
She sighed in satisfaction, feeding off of the sexual energy the boy’s spontaneous orgasm had provided.
Without thinking, Joey began to tug at his clothing, pulling at his now stained shorts in disbelief. Had he just came without even touching himself? As he looked upon the wet evidence in disbelief, it took him a moment to realise he had just undressed in front of this otherworldly woman.
Her eyes were fixed upon his still-throbbing cock.
“My my, you’re quite eager.” She tittered, as the boy suddenly hid his arousal behind the shorts as he bundled them in his hand.
“Come now, there’s no need to be shy. Let me see.” She offered soothingly, motioning with a single finger for him to drop them.
Without thinking he did, simply staring in awe at the vision of beauty before him, taking in her sheer size.
“How cute.” She smooched, resting her chin in her hands. “What an adorable cock you have. I just can’t wait to… taste it.”
Her tongue lashed out like a serpent’s before it trailed across her lips once more, coating them in thick, shiny saliva. Joey nearly lost his balance as she did so, his cock throbbing in need despite having just climaxed moments ago.
“Who… are you?” He mumbled, jumping at first at the sound of his own voice, speaking for the first time since she arrived.
“You should know, you summoned me.” She grinned broadly, then relented. “Sorry, I can’t help teasing a cutie like you. My name is Gynora.”
“I… summoned you?” He stammered, only now really putting the pieces together. “That book really worked?”
“Of course it did.” She smiled innocently, but her expression was anything but. “I’m here.”
Her eyes remained fixated upon him, her glowing tail gently swaying behind her as she stood within the circle upon the floor. Joey just couldn’t stop staring. Compared to her he was so… small. She could have lifted him with one hand if she wanted.
“I’m sure you read it very carefully,” she curled her tongue around that word and grinned knowingly.
Joey didn’t say anything. He was simply too stunned for words.
“It’s just such a shame that I’ve come all this way and…” For a moment she looked aside, wistfully. “Well, as I’m sure you know, I can’t leave this circle or even touch you unless you willingly offer yourself to me.”
Suddenly her eyes snapped back to him, and their glow burned into his. He felt rooted to the spot, fear and arousal in no small measure playing their part to paralyze him.
“Such a shame, too… because that cute cock of yours looks so… delicious.”
Like a hypnotic serpent, her eyes never left his, as her mouth began to move in a tantalizing dance of lewd gestures. Her tongue slithered out to trace her thick lips once more, before pursing her lips into a perfect ‘O’ as her cheeks hollowed. This silent demonstration of her oral talents made his cock throb once more as his imagination ran wild.
“I’m sure you had your reasons to summon me.” She spoke huskily. “After all, you weren’t just thinking with that cute little cock of yours, right?”
Suddenly she pressed herself against the invisible force of the circle that contained her, those thick curves flattening mid-air. Her massive breasts pancaked delightfully across it as her lips got as close as they could to his body. Her eyes, though, were fixated on his cock.
Joey’s heart hammered in his chest as she pressed up against her invisible cage. He suddenly was very aware of just how vulnerable he felt. The way she was looking at him was more like a cat staring at a mouse, with a knowing, hungry look that promised so much pleasure. Yet her body was coiled like a spring, ready to pounce, her lips maintaining that ever-present grin.
“I’m sure you didn’t summon me just because you were imagining these big, thick, soft lips around your cock, right?” She suddenly pursed her lips together, blowing his cock a kiss - pleased to see it throbbing under her attention.
“I-I uh…” he mumbled, and that was all he could muster.
“Of course, if you did want to feel that…” She said softly, suddenly sinking to her knees, bringing herself down to his eye level. “All you would have to do is come closer.”
Joey felt his throat tighten. Bad idea. His mind was very firmly telling him how bad of an idea that was. Her massive lips, even larger now, and so thick and plush, were curled in a devilish grin.
“All you’d have to do was cross this little line first. Then… well, then I could do anything you wanted me to.”
Her breathing became heavier as her lips slid open, intentionally giving him a perfect view of her hot mouth. Bad idea, Joey’s mind reminded him, as he slowly got to his feet.
“Just come a little closer… and tell me what you want.” She smirked.
One shaky, unsteady step after another brought him closer and closer to the line upon the floor which she could not cross.
“Unlike me, you’re allowed to cross this little line as much as you like.” She gently traced her finger along the invisible wall leaving ripples in it like the surface of a still pond.
Shuddering with adrenaline and arousal, Joey stood just a few inches from the line he had drawn upon the floor, and which was according to Gynora the only thing keeping her contained. The massive pink-skinned woman sat back on her knees and leaned forward, eyes fixed on his cock as if it were the most important thing in the world.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” She reassured him. “You don’t have to come all the way in here if you don’t want to. Maybe you can just… let me touch that cute cock of yours?”
He looked down, his cock now barely an inch from the ephemeral wall shimmering mid-air.
“Have you ever had a blowjob?” She asked coolly, distracting him.
Joey blushed hot red… and shook his head.
She gasped in faux shock - this was hardly a surprise; she could smell a virgin from miles away.
“You mean to tell me you’ve never felt just how delightful a mouth can feel on your cock?” He winced in embarrassment, but her demeanour shifted, smiling reassuringly. “Just imagine how good mine feels.”
She began to lick her lips again. He couldn’t tell if it was deliberate or if the thought of a virgin cock so close was just exciting her that much. For his part Joey’s legs were trembling at the sight.
“Just push that cock a little closer… and you can feel how wonderful my mouth can be.” She grinned, a cheshire grin, before she parted her lips again and moaned like a whore in heat, her tongue curling invitingly.
Every part of him was screaming that this was a bad idea. Yet that didn’t stop his hips from following their instincts, and his cock hovered closer and closer to her oh-so-tempting mouth.
At the last moment he hesitated, pulling back.
“Awwww, what’s the matter? Don’t you want to feel how amazing my mouth is?”
With that she puckered her lips in a pout, emphasizing their thickness as much as possible. The boy’s heart skipped at beat. It started to beat in earnest however when she began to gently purse her lips over and over, leaving no doubt in his mind as to her intentions. Her lips were beckoning him closer as though they had a rope around him and were reeling him in
Gynora’s lips pressed up against the barrier just as his cock grew closer as her hunger took over. Her prize was close and she wanted it - now. He trembled with trepidation as he moved his hips just a little further forward, expecting to feel his cock press up against the barrier just as she had on the other side.
To his amazement his cock met no resistance, it passed through the barrier as if it were air… and sank straight into her wet, plush lips.
“Mmmmmh…” She moaned in satisfaction as her mouth consumed his cock, entrapping it in the steaming hot and wet cave of her mouth.
It was beyond anything he could have imagined, anything he could describe. He had never felt anything like it, as if her mouth was consuming his whole body through his cock, basting it in hot wet saliva. Her tongue danced around him, caressing every inch as his body reeled in shock. It was simply more pleasure than his mind could handle, and for a while he forgot to breathe entirely.
The purple light in her eyes glowed stronger as she hungrily devoured his cock, soaking in every moan she elicited from him. Her cheeks hollowed as the slick flesh within pressed around his moderate member, like wet silk, bombarding him with sensations no human could possibly achieve or comprehend.
Every sensation shot straight from his cock to his mind and permanently warped his definition of pleasure. From that moment on nothing could ever feel as good to him as her lips around his cock, and he knew it.
Her eyes never left his as she worked his shaft with the kind of finesse that only millenia of practice could offer. Her tongue swirled around the head like it was the most delicious treat she’d ever had, yet aside from a satisfied moan she gave no other indication of her prowess.
Joey had expected her to devour him ravenously. Instead she demonstrated otherworldly patience and technique. Her lips and throat began to gently pulse, constricting and loosening, churning softly, without her head even moving, massaging him in a way no other being ever could.
Softly her cheeks bulged as she took him in deeper, her throat effortlessly working his cock as her nose pressed to his skin. In amazement he could only gawk as her thick, pillowly lips latched onto the base of his cock and smothered him in their softness.
The only sound was his ragged breathing and the almost silent slurping of her lips and tongue as she sucked his cock with an almost tranquil air. His knees began to buckle from the pleasure, with only his libido and eagerness to keep feeling that indescribable pleasure keeping him pressed and upright.
Her glowing eyes looked up at him with a look of utter conceit, her satisfaction evident, as she forced his cock to the roof of her pillowy throat and began running her tongue along the bottom of his cock, back and forth, milking it with a merciless precision.
What Joey felt was truly incomprehensible, the sensation taking control of him as his whole body tightened in anticipation. Every muscle in his body tensed as far too quickly he was forced over the edge into the most intense orgasm of his life. He could barely feel anything over the white hot pleasure searing through his mind as she greedily swallowed every drop.
He didn’t realise at first the ringing in his ears was him screaming with overwhelming bliss as her relentless suction never stopped.
Gynora’s glowing tail gently swayed behind her, her massive body looming as even on her knees she had to lean down to reach his cock. She didn’t stop sucking, didn’t release his cock for a moment from its warm, slick, fleshy prison. His orgasm stretched on and on, almost painfully forcing him through wave after wave of pleasure.
His cock didn’t soften at all inside her insidious lips as she refused to let it go, her tongue fluttering under the head to force it to stay hard. Panting with exhaustion, Joey felt his hands resting on something soft, something warm. His eyes cracked open just enough to see his hands were resting atop her giant shoulders - as the barrier had evaporated the moment he had came.
Gynora simply kept sucking, kept gently but persistently massaging his cock with her throat. The pleasure was so intense that Joey had never felt anything so overwhelming, so utterly all-consuming. Her mouth was a maelstrom of sensation, a never-ending bombardment of bliss that threatened to swallow him whole. Her throat muscles simply kept squeezing, releasing, then squeezing again - creating a pulsing rhythm that seemed to echo through his entire body and never gave him a moment’s relief.
To his amazement he felt his arousal grow once more. Rather than exhausted, he suddenly felt his body primed for yet another orgasm. As Joey’s legs grew weaker her obvious strength made itself known when her hands wrapped around his hips. She was easily able to keep him standing, pulling him deeper, lodging his cock more firmly between her lips. He was utterly in her power, a willing victim to her otherworldly charms. His body was no longer his own - merely a vessel to the pleasure she provided and hers to do with as she pleased.
She was physically holding him upright now as his whole body throbbed, waves of pleasure crashing over him as his next orgasm neared like a freight train. Thick saliva coated him from her massive lips, dripping down his thighs and onto the floor. He was going to cum again and he wasn’t sure he could handle it. His voice croaked in fear. It was like she was trying to suck the very essence from him and for a moment he panicked, wondering if perhaps the stories of what succubi did to men might be true… but that panic fled as his next orgasm totally overpowered his thought.
The room around him grew fuzzy as his body began to put every ounce of himself into the orgasm that was pulsing between her lips and down her throat.
As his legs truly gave out at last and he was dead weight in her hands she slowly, gently, lowered him to the floor. As she did so she didn’t let his cock slip free from her lips. Laying on the floor beneath her she now truly dominated the room, her body towering over his as her slow but relentless blowjob milked every drop of cum his cock could produce.
When she at last released his cock she left the poor boy panting with utter exhaustion beneath her as she rested on her elbows, admiring his moderate member.
“Good boy.” She whispered soothingly, trailing a finger down his stomach until it brushed just close enough to his still-hard cock to make it throb.
Slowly she began to crawl towards him, arms at his sides, her eyes on his as he looked up at her advancing mass in terror. He felt so small, so powerless, so vulnerable before her.
“You’re mine now.” She said matter-of-factly. “And I want more.”
Joey could only whimper as her massive breasts, each far larger than his head now, trailed their way up his legs until they were resting just below his cock.
“My lips aren’t the only thing I use to milk helpless boys, you know…”
With a smirk she propped herself up on her elbows, giving Joey a full view of her colossal breasts before she shifted her weight and brought those heavy tits down to rest atop his cock. Her soft, pliant flesh once more smothered him, this time with a gentle squeeze, as she leaned closer to whisper into his ear.
“I love cute little human cocks like yours.” She sighed and let the full weight of her breasts press down on him. “I love how much bigger I am… and how much smaller you are…”
She began to playfully jiggle her breasts back and forth, rocking them from side to side atop his cock as it was pressed between her cleavage.
“It’s just lost in my tits, isn’t it?” Her voice was thick and husky, evidently aroused by the sheer control the size difference offered her. “I’m just so much bigger than you…”
His cock began to throb as wave after wave of pleasure seemed to radiate from within her bosom, washing over his body and making his sex ache.
Yet a sudden devilish grin overtook her as she pulled back, revealing his comparatively tiny cock from between her massive cleavage.
“I can tell you want nothing more than to sink that excitable little dick of yours into my big, soft tits.” She teased, pressing them together just out of reach of his cock to underpin her words.
The poor lad began to bounce in place, trying to do just that, but her weight on his legs kept her incredible bust just out of reach, the frustration making Joey’s already softened mind practically melt.
“I think I’d rather give you something very special instead.”
Her pink eyes glowed furiously for a moment, and Joey looked up just in time to see those eyes grow larger and larger as her body began to grow once more.
Yet his mind reeled at what it was seeing - her body was getting bigger, but nothing around her was getting any smaller… in fact the whole room seemed to be getting larger too.
It didn’t dawn on him until he felt his shirt bundle under his neck, and he found himself lying inside clothing many times too big for himself. Regardless she evidently took great pleasure in spelling it out for him.
“Not only can I make myself bigger you know, I can make you smaller too.”
With a dainty forefinger and thumb, each digit now about four times the size of his by comparison, she plucked his shirt and lifted it free with ease given how oversized it now was.
“Awwww, you look adorable at this size, my little pet.” She flashed a toothy grin as she lowered her tits back down, which from his perspective had now doubled in size yet again.
Where before they had been smothering him, now they were burying him. He felt their weight spill across his body and soon he was up to his neck in cleavage. Gynora’s eyes flared with obvious hunger, like a predator holding down their prey.
“That cute cock of yours was small before, but now…” With a tiny movement her colossal breasts rolled across his body, the minute movement translating into the tides of the ocean from below them. “Oh my, I can’t even feel it under me anymore.”
She licked her lips again before blowing him a kiss.
“I have an idea.”
With that, she pulled back until his cock was exposed again, and began to gently squeeze her nipples. Each time she did, though, they began to swell. Soon the areola were puffing out even more than they had, protruding proudly and spreading until they were soon each bigger than his cock, and then they kept growing.
Her body shivered slightly as her erect nipples pressed down around his cock, rivulets of sweat beading along the turgid nubs as they pressed against his stomach.
“See? You can barely even fit between my nipples, let alone my huge breasts…” She playfully squeezed her nipples once again, giving them just a little more girth, until the fleshy rods were each almost the size of Joey’s abdomen and twice as thick.
“Go ahead cutie. Buck your little hips for me.”
Joey needed no further encouragement. He was turned on beyond what he had thought was possible. At that moment his every urge was to thrust his hips and all other thoughts be damned.
As her giant nipples surrounded his cock in a tight, taut embrace, it was unlike anything he’d felt before. Like her mouth and breasts the sensation was so new to him he simply wasn’t prepared. They squeezed around him as they pulsed and throbbed in an unnatural rhythm, the energy of her body beating through them.
He could feel the sheer power she held over him, and she was reveling in it.
Gynora grinned wickedly as the trapped boy could do nothing but mindlessly rut into the fleshy tunnel she’d created for him with her gigantic nipples. His orgasm was swiftly approaching once more and she could tell.
“That’s it. Keep fucking my giant nipples.” She breathed, hot air cascading over his sensitive neck as she leaned closer, pressing them even more tightly to his cock. “Show me how much you love them. Show me how hopeless it is to resist me, how small and helpless you are.”
Joey could only moan in response, his hips moving faster and faster as he grew closer to cumming, the pressure building again until the sensation was too much to handle. The heat in his belly was boiling over.
Her hands slid up his tiny thighs, nails tickling the sensitive skin as she encouraged him. His tiny body was rutting so feverishly that even her colossal breasts were jiggling ever so slightly with every thrust, much to her amusement.
As his moans became groans, and finally a strangled cry, his cock erupted as he spurted more and more cum onto her areola, and a few ropes even went so far as to collect in the deep cavern of her cleavage.
“Good boy.” She grinned. “I can tell you want to keep going. You haven’t gotten to fuck my big, beautiful breasts yet… but you’re so small you can barely fuck my nipples. I guess we’ll have to do something about that.”
She shifted forwards and her massive breasts swallowed his lower body whole, burying him in their softness again. Joey felt the warmth from her breasts radiating once more, the waves of pleasure crashing through him again and again, but this time they built upon one another. Instead of receding, each was followed by another and another until a heat was forming in his body that was difficult for his addled mind to comprehend.
His tiny hips bucked as he squealed under her weight, yet she merely grinned, her eyes lazily surveying the poor boy beneath her as she subjected him to more and more of her power.
“There we go…” She cooed softly, before pulling back ever so slightly.
As she did so, her breasts parted just enough for Joey to see his cock peeking out from her breasts. Had she returned his body to normal size? No, even if she had, he knew his cock wasn’t big enough to fit between them…
With a throb that shook his whole body, his cock pulsed in between her tits, much to her amusement. Just as she had shrunk his body, she seemed to have made his cock proportionally larger. Even so it still barely fit between her breasts.
“There we go…” She mused, lavishly letting her long tongue run down the valley of her tits before it came to rest atop his cock, lapping around the head a few times as she held it captive in her cleavage.
Joey’s heart began to beat furiously. His cock may have grown, but even still it barely poked out of her tits.
“Now, sweet thing, enjoy.”
Gynora pressed her tits together once more, forming a hot, pillowy channel around his cock. She guided him in with a squeeze as his cock disappeared once more. Her massive mounts of titflesh simply devoured his cock as Joey’s eyes widened in a mix of shock and utter pleasure at the softness and heat of her bosom. She began to move her breasts rhythmically, mimicking the sensation of her blowjob from before, only a little more intense now. Her skin felt like velvet around his shaft, which ached and throbbed within her breasts, and the beating of her body was like a drumbeat in time with his thrusts.
His cock felt amazing sliding through her cleavage, as if it were made for this. His hands held on to her breasts as he bucked his hips madly, pushing himself deeper and deeper into the endless heavenly cushion of her tits. Feeling the sheer weight of her body holding him down, that she could so easily overpower him like this, was like a hand around his throat both holding him down and holding him close. The sheer submissive feelings pumping through him were drowning out any worries or cares he might have once held.
“Mmmm, that’s it. Fuck my breasts boy. Give in to the pleasure.” She cooed, relishing her control.
With every push upwards his tiny body was fighting the weight of her bust which was pinning him down, and he found his body once again getting closer to an orgasm. He knew this shouldn’t be possible, that he shouldn’t be able to cum again so quickly, yet given what else her magic could do it seemed only natural.
The effort to lift his hips got harder and harder as the pressure of his orgasm filled his entire body.
“Cum for me little one. Cum for mommy. Give in to me.” She urged him on, eyes wild with passion. “Let me feel your seed between my breasts. Fuck my breasts. Cum for me.”
The feeling was just too intense. His cock, far larger in proportion to his body than it ever ought to be, was overloading his mind with the sensation of sinking itself into the silky soft abyss of her breasts. The only thoughts his tiny mind could process were ‘fuck’ and ‘cum’, which his body readily obeyed.
His body spasmed and jerked as his turgid member, proudly jutting out between her breasts with one final thrust, like a drowning man breaking the surface, erupted in an orgasm that left the poor lad shuddering beneath the combined weight of her tits and his cock. Rope after rope of cum painted her pink skinned breasts as he felt his mind seared by pleasure it was never designed to experience.
Gynora couldn’t help but chuckle as she subjected the poor boy to mind-melting relief, soaking in the pleasure his warped body was exuding like the warmth of the sun.
“Mmmm, yes, I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun together…” She whispered, and lowered her colossally thick lips to wrap around his still-twitching cockhead.
***********
Cal stared, concerned, at the phone on the table between them as they waited for a reply to the latest message they had sent, all of them so far going unanswered. Mike was finishing off his smoothie, less concerned.
Joey hadn’t been answering his phone, and when he did answer a message it was infrequent, and didn’t sound like him at all. Short curt messages about how he was fine and not to worry.
At first they’d thought his phone had been stolen, but when he hadn’t turned up over the next few days to confirm that, Cal got worried.
Mike of course had a different explanation.
“He met a girl, I’m telling you man. Right now he’s probably shacked up in his bedroom losing his virginity for the 20th time.”
Cal glared, before returning his gaze to the phone, watching the last message he had sent go unanswered. Given the urgent language, and the promise of them coming to find him if he didn’t give them a straight answer, Cal had expected a swift response.
Yet the messenger screen remained frustratingly inactive. It had been two hours since they had sent their ultimatum now.
“That’s it.” Cal said with finality, snatching up the phone and sinking it into his pocket.
“Come on, we have to give him a chance to answer at least.”
“We’ve been waiting three days Mike. Something isn’t right. If we go there and a beautiful woman answers the door, nobody will be happier than me to be proven wrong, but he’s our friend and we need to be sure.”
Mike didn’t answer, but didn’t disagree.
“If it was you, wouldn’t you want us to come check on you, just in case?”
“If it was me the last person I’d want to see is you interrupting me losing my V card dude.”
“What if he’s been kidnapped? If we go to his apartment and he’s not there, and we tell the cops we waited three days to report it, what are they going to say?”
Mike rolled the idea around, and looked down at his empty smoothie. He had to admit that even the rather socially awkward Joey would normally have given more of an indication than this. The responses sent didn’t sound normal, even for him.
“Okay. Let’s go take a look. If he’s not there we call the cops and let them handle it.”
It didn’t take them long to make their way to the abode. From the outside everything seemed normal, as they stood in the hallway and checked their phones once more.
Nothing.
“Joey. Hey, Joey.” Mike said, a little louder the second time, and knocked.
“Joey!” Cal yelled, uncaring for the neighbours.
When neither got a response, they just looked at each other.
“He might just be out…” Mike said, before he was interrupted.
A faint sound emanated through the door. It made both of their hearts skip a beat.
A moan.
Cal’s eyes widened. “Did you hear that?”
“Yeah, it came from in there.” He said, gravely.
The moan grew louder, higher pitched.
“It sounds like he’s in pain!” Cal fretted, and pressed his ear to the door.
“It sounds like he’s fucking…” Mike chuckled, trying to laugh it off.
“Oh yeah? Then why can we only hear his voice?”
Mike thought for a moment - then bit his knuckle, not liking where this was heading.
“Fuck it.” Mike said, pulling back and bracing himself to slam against the door.
“Let me.” Cal corrected him, and lifted his foot up as he’d seen in police footage. “You need to drop your foot next to the lock.”
“Okay. One… two…” Mike counted him in.
As Cal’s foot sailed through the air, it passed straight through where the door had been a moment before, and the poor lad was sent tumbling forward as he took a massive step he hadn’t intended to take. At the last moment he caught himself with Mike rushing in behind him.
The door slammed shut the moment they had entered, leaving the two drowning in darkness. Within the murky apartment a heavy pink fog hung in the air from what little light a few candles were giving off. Yet out from that darkness a glowing pair of pink eyes suddenly burned brightly.
“How sweet, Joey. Two of your little friends have come to visit.”
The candles in the room suddenly flared to life, lighting the small apartment fully. Cal and Mike stared at the pink skinned figure before them, who merely grinned, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she seemed to grow larger in their eyes.
The pair suddenly felt their clothes sliding off of their bodies, which at first they struggled to understand. Yet as those glowing pink eyes seemed to rise in the air in front of them, further and further, they realised they had shrunk down as their now massive clothes lay sprawled around them. They covered their nudity, shivering in place as the now massive succubus loomed over them.
“Two more lovely toys for me to play with.” She smirked, and easily lifted the pair from the floor, depositing them on the sofa next to their lost friend Joey.
“Joey!” Mike shouted in surprise, but the young man wasn’t responding.
Mike’s embarrassment at his nudity was forgotten as worry for his friend took over. Meanwhile Cal’s eyes were glued to the massive woman towering over them. She had been large even within the apartment space, and now to his much reduced size she seemed positively giant.
“I think you’re going to love being mine.”
Gynora’s voice wrapped around the boys like a warm embrace. Her utterly gigantic breasts swayed with the grace of a hypnotic belly dancer as she spoke, and her eyes bored into theirs with a hunger that was almost terrifying.
Yet their fear was totally overpowered by the unbridled lust her seductive form imposed. Her flawless pink skin and generous curves were mesmerizing, every dimple finished like a perfect sculpture, every inch of her designed to flame desire. Not just that, but the thick pink fog that hung low and seemed to cling to every surface was now impossible to avoid. With every breath made the boys care less about their fear and more about their rapidly growing arousal.
“So cute…” She cooed, as she leaned in close and sank to her knees, bringing her massive breasts to rest on the sofa cushion the three lads were stranded on.
Her breasts spilled forth like a tidal wave, threatening to smother them all, until they came to a stop just a few inches away.
“Wouldn’t you like to be mine?” She trailed a finger down her breasts, demonstrating their sheer softness.
The sight of such utterly unfathomably large breasts was enough to silence the newcomers, however, who merely stared in awe.
Gynora lifted Joey from the cushion and laid his small body atop one of her breasts.
“L-leave him alone!” Mike croaked, with all the confidence of a kitten’s mewl.
“But Joey loves me.” She grinned. “He loves what I do to him.”
With that she sank her lips down, engulfing his cock in their massive, slick softness and the boy began to moan once more - the moaning they had heard from before.
“Oh… f-fuck…” Cal whispered.
Gynora released Joey’s cock and stared at her two new victims like a cat cornering mice. The pleasure on Joey’s face was indescribable, his features a rictus grin of overloaded pleasure centres.
“Wouldn’t you like to be as happy as him?” She offered, opening her lips to let her tongue curl invitingly.
“Y-you did something to him, you’re…” Mike mumbled, unable to find the words for the madness he had been thrust into.
“All I did was what he wanted.” Gynora cooed, voice dripping with sexuality. “I can do the same for you.”
Mike suddenly felt her eyes lock onto him, and a deep throbbing in his ears suddenly drowned out anything else. His heart was hammering. His body was shaking. Suddenly every dirty thought, every adolescent fantasy, every lewd image his libido had ever conjured rushed through his mind all at once.
“That’s it… tell me what you like…” He heard her voice in his head, but her lips weren’t moving.
Well, they were moving, but not to speak. They were pressing together, so invitingly, so wonderfully. Every fiber of his being was screaming at him to rush forwards and thrust his cock between them.
Yet some part of him was fighting it. It was just enough that at the moment he was about to rush into her bosomy embrace he instead threw himself backwards, landing on the soft cushion behind and wrenching his eyes from her.
“How interesting, you have quite a strong will.” She spoke coolly.
Cal hadn’t stopped staring at the massive woman from the moment they’d entered the apartment. Now, though, her gaze turned fully on him.
“How about you?”
She reached out and easily lifted Cal from the sofa, laying him down next to Joey on her other breast like a fleshy mattress.
“Wouldn’t you like to feel this good?”
With that, she once again began to gently suck and pulse her lips around Joey’s cock. The poor guy began to squirm and buck his hips beneath her, those thick lips easily smothering his member.
Cal winced. It looked… amazing. As her lips released the cock imprisoned between them, clingy strings of saliva connected them until one by one they broke.
“Open your mind to me, little one.” Gynora soothed, her eyes now inches from his, and they burned with frightening passion.
Cal suddenly felt what he assumed Mike had felt before. Every dirty thought he’d ever had rushed to the fore at once and his cock throbbed achingly as he was forced to relive a lifetime of sexual fantasies.
“Oh my… another virgin.” She cooed sympathetically, but the hunger in her eyes spoke the truth. “Wouldn’t you like to feel this good? A blowjob from me will be unlike anything your little mind could comprehend…”
Cal could only groan in jealousy as she fellated Joey’s cock as he lay on the opposite side of the canyon of cleavage between the two.
“F-fuck…” Was all Cal could murmur.
“Hmm?” Gynora smirked. “You want to fuck my mouth, boy?”
Cal whined. Some distant part of his brain was telling him this was probably a bad idea. Yet as she hovered her lips just inches from his cock, pursing them so invitingly, that tiny voice had little chance of drowning out the scream of his sex drive.
He merely nodded, squeaking in fear.
In a moment her massive lips were around his cock, and at first the pleasure was simply so intense his mind couldn’t process it. Like water breaking through a dam, though, it merely grew and grew as he began to experience the pleasure which - in his last fleeting moments of sanity - he realised was what had driven Joey into the stupor they had found him in.
Her lips didn’t move, they merely gently pulsed and throbbed around his cock, their slick, silky texture so heavenly it felt like his member was melting between them.
As she released his cock, he stared down in disbelief to see that - like Joey - his cock had grown too. It still paled in comparison to her colossal lips, but he could feel his whole body shudder as a single throb went through his now grown shaft.
With little ceremony, Gynora lifted both Joey and Cal off her breasts and slid their cocks between her lips. Given their size their cocks, even enlarged, still barely fit through her lips; the pair laying atop her thick mouth as she held them in place with a single finger.
Mindlessly the two began to gently thrust, twitching their hips between her lips as she merely luxuriated their cocks in bliss. Her silky flesh pulsed and throbbed around their cocks, sending the two hormonal guys into a frenzy. In very little time at all, both of them were panting and groaning with an imminent orgasm threatening to overload their already taxed minds.
Behind them, Mike was watching on in a mix of horror… and deep jealousy. What little willpower he had left was crumbling in the face of such an overwhelmingly arousing image.
The moment came with no warning, and both boys almost simultaneously felt their bodies throb and pulse in time with her lips. Their arousal peaked as their eyes rolled back in their heads, thick ropes of cum soon squirting between her colossal lips. Cal felt Joey’s orgasm trigger his own, the sheer heat of his sex between her lips making the boy drool with unbridled glee. As the pair spurted eagerly into her mouth, she merely relished in the effortless control she had over her new pets.
Releasing them at last, she laid them back on the sofa at either side of Mike who - by now - was merely whimpering with need.
“Good boys…” She cooed. “I know what boys want. What they need.”
She stood up, allowing her body to be seen by them in all its glory.
As she did so, her body morphed, allowing thick pink tendrils to appear from behind her. Each was slick, catching the dim light, and snaked their way towards the boys with hypnotic motions in the air.
It had been a while since she had had free reign to spread her power and influence across the world. She intended to take her time and enjoy the opportunity.
“Now, you boys will give me what I need.” She let a grin cross her lips. “Forever.”