The Succubus's Mark

Lying in bed, I was woken up by strange sounds. As my eyes slowly adjusted, I realized I wasn't in my room. Everything was dark, with red smoke pooling on the floor. As I tried to make sense of what was going on, I could see two men just a few feet in front of me, and kneeling below them was a girl.

Except she had my face. My skin was clearer, the bags under my eyes were gone but the more I focused, I could tell I- it- they had to be me except they were way more feminine than I ever was. As my eyes wandered, I noticed there was something where their dick should've been; not a dick, but a flat metal plate with a ring hugging their balls. I wanted to look away, but the uncomfortable tension in my pants wouldn't let up.

I blinked and suddenly I was looking up at the two men. Where their face should've been was nothing; no eyes or mouth, just black expressionless voids. As I looked them over more, I saw that they had unimaginably handsome muscles, like bodybuilders. Looking further down, I saw that my hands were moving on their own, wrapped around their cocks, which I could now see as well.

I wanted to stop, but I couldn't. I could feel that the men were getting close as they throbbed in my hand. It was like I was excited about what was coming. Just as it started, however, I woke up in my bed, the morning sun peeking through the curtain. I quickly got up and checked the mirror, but nothing had changed. I've never been the most attractive. I was 6'1 with some muscle on my arms and legs. My stomach, while not toned, wasn't exactly flabby. My shaggy black hair lay on my shoulders, my bangs barely staying out of my eyes.

Still reminiscing about the dream, my alarm startled me out of my haze. I realized I was going to be late and quickly showered and headed out.

Working as a librarian wasn't glamorous, but it paid the bills and was peaceful. I could even take books home as long as I brought them back the next day undamaged.

My shift was slow, which wasn't unusual. I checked out a few books, returned some to their shelves - nothing unusual. As I organized the shelves, I heard the familiar bell of the door and the chime of the bell on my desk. Turning the corner I was met with a gorgeous woman. She was almost as tall as me in a velvet black dress with leather heels. Her legs and arms were covered in silk as black as her dress. Everything about her was impossibly beautiful.

Before I could find somewhere to look, she seemed pleased that I could see her. And before I could ask what she needed, she spoke. Her voice was like wind whistling through trees, beautiful and quiet yet impossible to miss.

"I just wanted to return this," said the mysterious woman.

She handed me an old book. The cover was made of aged leather dyed a dark purple. There was no cover or name, not even an author. There was no way it belonged to the library. As I looked up, she was gone. Looking around, it was like no one had even seen her. I tried to shake it off. The rest of the day went by in a blur. Before I realized it, the sun had set. Locking up shop, I suddenly remembered the book.

Looking over it again made me even more confused. The cover looked ancient with paper to match: stained yellow, like onion skins covered in beautiful calligraphy in cursive, so regal I almost couldn't read it. There was no way it belonged to the library. I realized the only thing I could do was bring it home.

The drive home was long. My eyelids felt heavy but even as exhaustion seemed to seep into my body, curiosity racked my brain. I would constantly glance over just to see if the book was still there, as if my mind was just tricking me, and it wasn't real, and yet I couldn't help the urge to read it. Ignoring the curiosity, I tried my best to focus on the road.

As I finally pulled into the driveway, I dragged my feet through door and stumbled to my room. I undressed and changed into sweatpants and promptly lay down on the bed, lying there with no energy left. My eyes wouldn't close and my mind wouldn't rest. I grabbed the book off my desk and skimmed through the pages. I stopped as I caught a glance of a chapter heading: "The s*cc*b** c*ll" was all I could make out, with the cursive and old ink blurring most of the letters.

I tried to make out the words, guessing at the pronunciation. Sounding them out, I could make out bits of old English, Latin, and a language I couldn't even make a guess at. Even as I struggled to read the pages, the world felt unnaturally familiar, the sentences just clicking into my head as if I had been reading this book since I was little.

I was so completely lost in the pages of the book that I had barely even noticed my room heating up. As I uttered the last words on the page, smoke flooded from the book. Before I could even panic, I noticed that the smoke was eerily familiar, like a memory clawing its way to the surface. Lost in recollection, trying to gather my senses, everything was sent into a haze as I heard a voice in front of me.

"Hello?" asked an unfamiliar yet stunning woman. "Am I speaking the right language? It's always so hard to keep up with you mortals."

"I- what, uhm, yeah, I can understand you," I mumbled, trying to calm the storm of confusion in my head.

"Perfect," she said with an unsettling excited grin. "So what is the reason you called me, and without the proper precautions, I'm noticing."

"Wait what, precautions? What is even going on?"

"Oh, what an interesting situation I've been called to. I'm ... " she spoke, calling herself something that sounded like Latin in reverse, if that is possible. "But I doubt you can pronounce that, so just call me Velabemoth or Vel for short."

"I'm sure you have a lot of questions, little thing, but to be blunt, I'm a succubus. You brought me here from the entwinement written in that grimoire; well, looking maybe over the journal of someone who had written one ... oh, and you're going to be my plaything now," Vel explained.

"Succubus, entwinement, grimoire, wait -- PLAYTHING?!" I shouted in confusion.

"Well, you did bring a succubus into your home without precautions, and you clearly didn't fully read that journal, so I doubt there's much you could do to stop me," she teased.

As she stopped speaking, she looked towards me and I froze like my body wouldn't listen to me. Finally getting a chance to take in this entire situation, I could grasp its absurdity. I must've been dreaming a woman named Velabemoth (Vel-A-Ba-Moth). Realizing what she said, she seemed nothing like a succubus. She was of course jaw-droppingly gorgeous, but plain, modest even. She was tall with a slender body, a small but perky chest above a snatched and unusually long waist. She had noticeable hips, with supple yet muscular thighs leading down to legs that could make most models jealous.

As I tried to make sense of all this, I could see the unnatural parts of her were blurry. But as I focused, it was like a fog in my head was clearing. Her skin was black, but it was inhuman, shiny even, like oil glistening under a full moon, with scales of twilight on the back of her hands that would fade out past her wrist but reappear on parts of her waist and around her knees. I don't even know how I had missed her wings and tail, made of what looked like leather as dark as her skin, yet her wings had what seemed like bones stretching in between patches of it, with holes poked randomly.

It quickly dawned on me that I was staring. Before I could look away, I got a playful smile from her as she held my gaze in hers. She finally looked away, and I could feel that invisible restraint disappear.

"Hm, how curious. No wonder you were able to call me, but it seems they are still opening. But either way this is a delightful find," Vel said excitedly. "Hm, new idea. Uhm, I'm so sorry. I was so intrigued by this situation I didn't even get your name."

"Uh I'm Nyxen Lenira. My parents were very gothic, but uhm could you please explain what's going on?"

"Nyx! What a delightful name, and right, of course, I'll explain everything in a moment. First, a choice," Vel said, now tapping her feet happily on the floor. "So would you rather be my plaything and eventually die, or would you rather be my little project and be under my complete control?"

"Can I not just like forgot this ever happened and go to sleep?" I asked cautiously.

"Of course not, but I see how this can be difficult. How about a test instead? If you win, I'll just simply disappear and leave you with a gift of your choice. But if you lose, I'll choose for you. How does that sound?" Vel replied with a grin.

"I guess I don't really have a choice. How will this work?"

Before she answered, she took my hand and interlaced our fingers. Her hands were soft and warm, yet unusually comforting. Vel seemed lost in thought. Vines sprout from nowhere, wrapping and twisting, blooming in odd unusual colors around both of our arms until stopping at my shoulder. She seemed proud of her work and then looked at me.

"Now, your turn. Don't be alarmed, I'll guide you. Close your eyes and focus on the feeling of my hand. Think about all the weird feelings you've had or sense of abnormal that you've felt," Vel said, guiding me gently.

I tried to understand her. I wanted to be confused but for some reason everything she said made sense. As I listened to her, my hand felt warmer. My body seemed to ease as if my exhaustion just vanished, and I felt different. Poking around my fingers was a feeling of tightness. As I opened my eyes, small black vines with thorns were wrapped tightly around my and her fingers.

"I wasn't actually sure you could do it, but you more than surprised me. Well, I'm obviously not letting such a prize go. But this certainly deserves more than most," she exclaimed.

She came close and wrapped her arms around me, letting one slide down and firmly grasp my hips, the other roaming through my hair. I could feel my body relax, a sense of ease washing over me. As I closed my eyes, she brought her lips close and gently kissed me, slowly at first but growing in passion with each second. A heat bloomed in me and there was a rising discomfort in my sweatpants.

She seemed to notice and let up for just a moment. She moved her arm from my hip and placed it near the bottom of my torso, letting it simply sit there. Before I could ask anything, a warm burning sensation seemed to spread from her hand, slowly growing warmer but never hurting, barely even uncomfortable, and it seemed to fade as quickly as it started.

She finally broke the kiss and guided me to the mirror. Right where her hand had rested was now a heart-shaped tattoo wrapped in an eccentric design of swirls and branches resting on a nest of vines.

"There we go now. You have my mark, a symbol of who you belong to now. We just need the finishing touches," Vel said softly.

As she said that, the familiar mist seemed to appear from her hand, slowly falling onto me, clinging to me even. I could feel the same warmth as earlier but softer. I could feel something change. Slowly the mist seemed to dissipate. Looking back at myself I couldn't even believe what I was seeing.

My hair was softer and cleaned up. It still had the same messy blackness, but it was as if I had been to a salon. I noticed I was a little shorter, 5'9 maybe. My muscles were still there, but my skin was softer, still pale but elegant in a subtle way. Any bit of body hair I had was gone and my waist seemed slimmer, with my hips and thighs feeling a bit bigger, softer even. The most notable change was my stomach, where I had very subtle definition.

Looking over myself I was in disbelief. I noticed a subtle glare on my neck. There was a tight piece of leather with a little silver piece of metal engraved with the letters VH wrapped in vines to make a heart.

As I felt around the necklace, I noticed there was no seam, no latch, nothing at all. It was as if it had just grown around my neck. I wanted to get a better look at it, but my eyes wouldn't let me; what started as soft blinks turned into long fights to keep them open. Taking one last look for barely a second, I saw my skin change and I resembled Vel. Before I could become even more confused, I passed out onto my bed.

My mind fluttered again, restless with vivid dreams that blinked in and out. Doing my best to focus my thoughts, the confusion calmed, leaving me floating around a woman in a gorgeous dress in a room I'd never seen before. She paused for just a moment and then gets up from her chair. For a moment it's almost like she can see me -- but that can't be right, could it?

"Well, it certainly can be, fledgling," she says with a slight bit of anger on that last word.

"I- is this not a dream?" I blurt out stupidly.

"Yes and no. I know I called you a fledgling, but even that seems inadequate with how little you truly understand," she retorted. "Why Thorny even chose someone like you, I will never understand. But as long as she's entertained, it's not my problem. Rest now. I'm sure you will need the energy to deal with her antics."

As she uttered those last words, it was almost like I was forced awake. My eyes opened begrudgingly. I nearly jumped out of bed when I saw Velabemoth hovering peacefully above me. I did my best to get out of bed without bothering her. Slipping into the bathroom, I noticed my nails were sharper and painted the same color as Vel's. I noticed a small little tail behind me, swishing playfully. Taking a moment, I spotted little wings fluttering on my back.

I was exhausted and the surprises where just starting. The longer I looked, the more I could see tiny details: scales in similar spots, my junk was slightly smaller by maybe an inch or two, my skin seemed paler. I just ignored whatever else I might find and tried to relax in the shower. However, for some reason I felt that showering with a necklace on was by far the strangest thing all week.

Everything that had happened kept weighing on me. The exhaustion kept creeping in from every memory of yesterday. I took a deep breath and just focused on the steam of the shower, wanting things to just go back to normal. I breathed out. The bath filled with twilight-tinged smoke, and all the changes disappeared ever so briefly, to come back as soon as I started focusing on it.

For a second, I could have sworn that I almost saw what looked like vines in the corner of my eye. I tried to see them again, but with no luck. After a moment I realized that it was pointless, and got dressed. I could hear Vel humming in the kitchen, and I could already smell the food. Vel quickly pulled me close and invited me to sit.

"Come! Come join me. I figured I owed you after last night," Vel said cheerily. "I'm sure you have questions. Ask away."

"Honestly, I feel like anything I ask will leave me even more confused," I said around a mouthful of pancakes. "I guess I'd like to ask what are you planning to do while I'm out?"

"Oh, do you not remember last night?" she exclaimed. "Not everyone can see me. That's why you are so interesting. I'll always be nearby for many reasons, so just enjoy yourself. And of course, sweetie, call on me for any reason."

"I don't even know how to feel about that, but thanks, I guess."

"Of course. Now eat up. I'm sure you are going to have lots of fun today."

She said that last bit a little too playfully, with a wink sealing the deal. Unfortunately, I had no choice but to go anyways. Opening the library, I noticed something was wrong. The doors should've been locked, and the curtains where messed up. It even seemed like someone had searched the shelves. As I head towards the backroom, I saw the owner with a broken lockbox and a list of our inventory.

"Nyxen, not only are you late, but you forgot to lock up the shop!" he shouted, nearly causing me to jump.

"No, sir, I know I locked everything up like I always do," I tried to defend myself.

"Then why is nothing broken, and the locks are not even scratched??" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

He continued yelling. I could barely even get in a word or two before he started up again. Trying not to get agitated, I noticed Vel nearby with a devilish grin. Before I could understand what she was doing, I saw those same vines. They looked just like the ones Vel and I grew. With a slight breath from Vel, the entire room was filled in a mix of scarlet and twilight smoke.

The owner's speech slowed, and I could see his eyes ever so slightly dim and then nothing.

"Oh, you have got to be fucking with me!" I exclaimed.

"Well, careful what you ask for," Vel said with a smirk.

Before I could make sense of what she meant, the owner's eyes seemed different. They appeared to still be covered in fog, and yet they seemed different in a way I shouldn't be able to see. There was a barely noticeable opaque layer of red or maybe pink over the fog. The more I focused, the more it made my head hurt. I could tell this wasn't something normal.

Lost in confusion, I hadn't paid attention to the owner. With erratic but agile movements, he had swiftly moved closer and pulled my arms above my head, pinning me against the door. Before I could make sense of what was happening, his dazed eyes locked with mine just briefly, and he locked his lips with mine. He was far too passionate for someone who had just been yelling, yet here he was exploring my mouth with his tongue, before pulling back just long enough for me to breath - and then he starts all over again.

I wanted to focus on him, but my back had an uncomfortable itch. I tried to pull him off, and in doing so saw my hands. The scales had spread to cover most of my forearm, my nails had grown uncomfortably sharp, and I could see a spade-tipped tail swishing at my side.

"Wait, wait, wait," I barely squeaked out between breaths. "Stop, what is even going on!?"

The owner paused and then backed off just slightly. I could see Vel smirking in the corner.

"Well, don't stop now. It was just getting good," Vel said, clearly intrigued by everything. "Come here and let me help."

Vel grabbed my shoulders and gave me a kiss on the cheek. In the blink of an eye, I could see my wings spread open and saw that my scales fully covered my body. I resembled Vel in almost every aspect, except that I was getting shorter, and my thighs were growing thicker. I could feel even more weight on my backside and under my shirt, where cute little mounds had formed. After a few moments I was definitely bottom heavy, but I was relatively balanced with an hourglass figure.

"Wow! Who knew you could form up so well. This man has excellent taste, although I prefer a girl with some more bust," Vel said with a hungry look. "But this is still cute and more then workable."

"WAIT, GIRL?" I exclaimed.

"Oh sorry, sweetie, don't worry. You are still technically a male, but I doubt that cute little thing between your legs is going to do a lot," Vels said, barely keeping a straight face.

I wanted to ask more, but Vel took me by the shoulders and guided me back to the owner. She gave me a look and grabbed my arms. Those same vines from earlier had spread up my arm. My body suddenly felt so much warmer. I wanted to complain, but my body started moving on its own accord, like a new-found confidence was suddenly flowing into me. Before I could ask Vel what was going on, I was pushing the owner onto a chair and pulling his cock out.

I tried to stop, but this situation only encouraged me more. I genuinely wanted this. As I moved closer, his cock plopped onto my face, its warmth lingering on my lips. Normally I would gag, but yet the smell was forcing an uncomfortable itch in my pants. I brought the tip close to my mouth, letting it rest on my tongue. The feeling was far too rewarding. Moving my hands towards the shaft, I swiftly took almost half of his cock in my mouth.

The movements felt like second nature to me as I stroked my hands up and down. Following the rhythm of my mouth I let his cock just barely reach my throat. Pulling back, I could feel his precum leak onto my tongue. The salty taste filled my mouth, but yet it was strangely enjoyable, slowly becoming an addictively sweet taste. Each taste made me more erratic. I moved my hands to his side, taking as much as I could handle before pulling back. Each thrust would poke at my throat. Lewd sounds slowly filled the room as his member violated my throat.

My jaw was growing sore and I wanted to puke, but the feeling that I wanted more still lingered inside. I noticed Vel floating happily in the corner. As if she was reading my mind, she pulled closer and took a grip of the man. With a sudden vigor, he stood up, grabbing the back of my head before letting loose in my throat. I could barely breath with how rough his movements were. The wet gagging sounds filled my ears.

Vel gave me one more look as if to warn me before he pulls my head all the way to the base. As his load flowed down my throat, I didn't even want to think about the growing spot in my pants. With a satisfied sigh, he let go of my head, finally letting me catch my breath. I wanted to end this, and yet I needed relief. I had to finish this. I pulled off his pants and pushed him onto the floor. I did the same with my pants, with my thighs coated in my own precum. I immediately realized what Vel had said. I doubt I could even call it a penis anymore. It was perhaps a few inches long and no thicker than my thumb, but I didn't even care.

I was the one receiving, and so my size didn't matter, only his. I knew these thoughts weren't my own, and yet they made sense. I pushed everything to the side and just focused on him. Vel noticed my struggle and guided his cock, letting me get comfortable. I could feel him throbbing between my ass, his cock teasing my hole. I wanted to just let instinct take over as I started rocking my hips, feeling him getting harder. I raised my hips ever so slightly before letting my weight take over, and with a satisfying yet painful feeling, I was stretched open. I almost questioned why this was so simple, why I didn't need to do anything any other guy would have to do. And then I realized it was for the same reason I had wings and scales. Seemingly lost in thought, Vel quickly became impatient, grabbing my shoulders and letting me gain my own pace.

I didn't want to believe how amazing this felt, how his rough hands groped my thighs while his cock glided in and out of me, the way his little rough grunts would come out when I wiggled my hips, or even when Vel would randomly grope my chest, teasing my nipples. I couldn't stop myself anymore. I picked up the pace, letting his dick fully ravage me. I could hear myself whimper, lewd little moans escaping my lips as my legs started quivering.

I could feel just how close he was. With one final push, an intense heat spread through me. Vel barely caught me as my legs gave out, my little dick squirting what it could over his chest. As I enjoyed the feeling, I noticed he wasn't stopping. I could feel his cum start to leak out before he finally calmed down. As the heat slowly eased, I could feel pleasure spreading from my stomach. Looking down, I saw that the mark had grown. The vines were a little longer seeming to creep towards my pelvis.

Vel got me to my feet and I noticed my scales darkening. My skin seemed even brighter. I realized the leaking had stopped and my chest had risen ever so slightly. Even after changing back, I could almost confuse myself for a girl. A tomboy at best, but still I was noticeably different.

I wanted to be upset but my look was stunning. A feeling of guilty pleasure and happiness formed in my chest. I was excited by the change. However, I needed to deal with the current situation.

"Uh Vel, please tell me he won't remember any of this?" I asked while struggling to fix the owner's clothes.

"Of course, dear. It wouldn't really help much otherwise," Vel replied while helping me get his pants back on.

"Did I have scales??" I asked while cleaning myself up and fixing my own clothes. My pants seemed to strain slightly around my hips, the button fighting me. I swear my ass must've become bigger.

"Well, you do belong to me now, so of course you are also a fledgling," she said as if it was the most normal thing ever. "That means you get most of the perks a succubus has - and a few personal ones from me."

"Wait, wait, wait, so you're saying I'm now also a succubus?" I tried to keep my voice calm, but I never even considered that I might've changed in other ways.

"Well, I mean closer to an incubus for the moment, but yes," Vel replied with a small smirk. "That little mark feeds off erotic essence, making you more desirable, or in this case whatever I find most suitable. But it seems you don't mind much."

As she finished talking, the owner's eyes fluttered open. He looked towards me, raising his hand before pausing. He looked around and tried to speak but stopped just short again.

"What's going on?" he muttered, seemingly agitated and incredibly confused.

"I was trying to ask you, sir. I came in and you were asleep at the desk mumbling something about me," I responded, trying not to giggle.

"I, uh, nothing. Close the library for today while you clean this mess up." The owner seemed slightly flustered, but kept a straight face, I could tell he wanted to ask something but before I could say anything, he added, "Nyx, before you start, take this and buy a new lockbox. There's a small store beside the mall."

"Of course, sir," I replied, smiling at my current situation. I knew this was risky, but the rush of what had just happened was still fresh in my head. "Uhm, sir, before I leave - this may be bad timing, but I was wondering if I could get a small raise?"

"Please, just call me Sebastian. You've worked here for a while with no complaints, so I don't see why not."

I thanked him before heading out, giving him a little wink when closing the door. I had never thought doing something like this would be so fun, but the feeling was addictive. The way he blushed at my remarks, the little twitch in his pants when he seemed to be thinking about what had happened. I couldn't wait to try a new wardrobe.

Thankfully the mall wasn't very busy, since most people were at work. The few people there were mostly at the food court, which left the shops almost completely to me. I wanted to start with the dresses. They looked so frilly and cute that I wanted to try them all on at the same time. The skimpy summer clothes made lightning shoot through me at the thought of showing off more skin. Putting my naughty thoughts to the side, I started with the underwear section before anything else.

Standing near the entrance, I felt a slight embarrassment. I knew that I could be mistaken for a girl and yet I was still nervous. Pushing forward, I realized that I had no idea what suits me. I wandered aimlessly in the aisles, unsure of what to pick out. I muttered under my breath, realizing that I was out of my league.

With a little poof Vel stood beside me. "Hey cutie, need something?" she said, stretching a bit. "Aw, can't find what you are looking for, sweetie?" I sheepishly nodded and she kissed me on the cheek, guiding me to the dressing room. Moments later she handed me four sets of underwear. "Here, try this one first." She lifted my arms up, helping me undress. She then grabbed the bra and adjusted it until it hugged my chest. It held my slight bust in place and gave me the slightest bit of cleavage.

Slipping on the panties, I realized just how gorgeous this set was. The bra was made of a deep emerald fabric with shiny black vines wrapping around and underneath my bust. The same design outlined my thighs. It wasn't overly skimpy, with just a bit of lace trims, but I completely adored it.

"I knew you had potential, but you, my dear, are an amazing catch. But would you care for one slight thing that I find irresistible?" she asked with genuine curiosity in her voice. I'm not really sure how but I could tell she was being genuine. I nodded slowly and she cupped my chest as it ballooned forward. My legs buckled as my entire chest tingled. A feeling of bliss spread through my body as my bust pushed the bra down, gaining size slowly inch by inch. I waited impatiently, the pleasure making me loopy until my bust finally stopped growing.

I must've gone up three cup sizes and found that I had bouncy over-inflated cantaloupes sitting on my chest, with bright pink nipples and thumb-sized areolas to match my flawless pale skin. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, shell-shocked. I looked unreal. My inflated fun bags defied gravity, without looking like silicone. My nipples pointed upwards and my breasts swayed up and down with every movement. My tall slender frame only complemented them more. She must've slimmed my ribcage a little, because my waist seemed longer and a little curvier, making my hips seem a little plumper, complementing my perky ass.

Vel readjusted my bra. I could see my nipples trying to peek over the emerald fabric, my areolas barely staying hidden in the frill. "See, cuties like you are so much better with some bust and it really makes that cute ass of yours pop." She gave my butt a quick squeeze and then unclipped my bra, letting it slide off and moved that set of underwear to the side. She then handed me a simple scarlet-colored sports bra with matching boy shorts, and then a set of dark green underwear and bra. After making sure that they both fit, she moved them to the side.

Next was by far the skimpiest set of the bunch, a see-through bra that hugged my underbust. There wasn't even enough fabric to completely cover my nipples. It was matched by a pair of lace crotchless side tie panties, cute oil-black lace stockings with garters and sleeves. The ways to use this popped up in my head and made me blush. I was becoming overly excited at the prospect of getting the chance.

I decide to keep simple and stick with the dark green set and get dressed, the dresses where adorable but they weren't practical and I'm not sure my wallet could handle that store I make my way to the next store picking out some basics shorts, crop tops, ripped jeans, even a tank top after looking around I finally see the perfect outfit, displayed on a mannequin was a dark green miniskirt with a black form fitting crop top and butterfly sleeves, a thin amount of fabric holding the middle together covering almost nothing in between my chest.

I instantly ask the cashier if they have it in my size and go to the nearest changing room, the skin tight fabric stretching its best over my new bimbo sized tits the fabric almost constantly flaunting them every little bounce being especially noticeable the skirt was just as flaunting barely even managing to cover all my ass I could tell any wind would leave nothing to imagination I add some over the knee socks and some new sneakers leaving my wallet completely empty but my wardrobe was looking so much better.

The sun felt amazing in this new outfit my skin almost had a mild shine to it complementing my dark outfit, something was off though, why was I so comfortable with all of this, looking down I noticed the mark had changed again the vines where crawling up my waist in exotic twists and turns my lost in thought I almost completely forgot about the new lockbox, entering the shop I can see the owner start looking me up and down a lustful glare in his eyes "Anything I could help with miss?" Asked the owner not even attempting to hide his gaze centered at my chest "Uhm I'm suppose to be replacing a lockbox did Sebastian happen to call ahead?" I respond returning with an equally lustful gaze of my own, his shirt hinting at slight muscular arms his burly hands resting on the countertop he was just tall enough to show the top of his jeans an obvious bulge leaving nothing hidden peaking over.

"Oh you must by Nyxen, yes I just need some id to confirm the order." He says waving me behind the counter I take off my bag from my shoulders and get out my drivers license as he takes it out of my hands he place a hand on back hovering just above my skirt then steps away as he pulls up the order information. "Alright all set, all thats left is payment, he mention over the phone he sent you with some cash?" I instantly realize I forgot about the cash, my wallet was practically empty besides a few small bills I look back up at him and I can tell he already knew the situation he gives me one more look before cupping my ass.

"Well talk about a fantastic opportunity." He says with a devious chuckle he slips off my panties with one hand and pulls my shirt down with the other "Is this what you spent your bosses money on?" He mocks with a smirk "Revealing clothes to show off that slutty little body of yours." as he massages my chest he pulls me into a kiss I wasn't expecting to be so passionate about this kiss my arms wrap around the back of his neck holding him there just for a moment I could feel vines poking me as they wrap around my fingers and finally breaking the kiss scarlet pink and twilight smoke escapes our lips, regaining my breath a shot of electricity followed each breath the tension growing as he slowly became more excited.

Finally having enough he leads my hands to his throbbing erection letting me handle it while he finishes taking off my clothes, there I was completely naked with a man I have just met, his monstrous erection poking me in the stomach, yet I've never felt more excited, he looks me up and down while admiring his new view pulling me by my waist he kisses me once more but this one left a new feeling that was oddly familiar as he holds me in place I can feel him backing away but I don't want him to before I realized it I was crouching, I finally pull away and I was know looking past him his member resting gently between my thighs it still felt just as impressive except I could feel it slowly being buried by thighs my hips and ass where growing by the second as they finally slowed he didn't even take a second before wrapping his arms around me using every inch of my new thighs as his personal toy.

My thighs felt so sensitive his excessively thick rod parting my legs ever so briefly as he uses me without a thought other then pleasuring himself his soft grunts as he forced his way between my legs his precum coating me except some of it felt unusual high up I finally open my eyes instead of my massive chest I found soft little mounds overflowing in my hands attached to a slender toned midriff nestled at the bottom was nothing I could see the faint beginning of a slit, I had a pussy and the feeling of him ramming his thick cock underneath my new genital was making my head spin with lust, I pull him close his face buried in my bust he takes this opportunity with glee taking one of my nipples between his teeth my legs shiver from the sudden pain an erotic squeal escaping my lips.

He pushes away for just a moment grabbing my hair before laying my back against the counter I couldn't stay balance without leaving my legs completely open my chest was completely exposed to the front door yet he couldn't care he places one hand over my crotch and presses the other one on my chest he had me complete bound I couldn't move in the slightest without his permission.

Taking advantage of his possession he slowly massages his palm over my folds letting my body lube his hands my legs twitch under the feeling he pauses before stretching me open with just one of his fingers, his masculine hands reaching much deeper then expected my moaning and slutty whimpers overshadowing the wet sounds coming from between my legs, he takes these noises as permission letting another finger slip in opening and closing them testing just how far I could stretch before finally inserting a third adjusting so his wrist placed directly above my clit fucking me with his hands, slamming into my clit over and over as his fingers brushed over a spot that made my legs weak I jerked and whined as the pain and pleasure blurred my whimpering and moaning falling on deaf ears as he continued picking up that pace as much as he could.

I couldn't handle it anymore my voice squeals out as my body finally gives out my soaking pussy completely covering his hands in my own orgasmic fluids, he smirks at this out come and grabs my thighs yanking me till his thick member completed shadow my pussy he just sat their rubbing it back and forth enjoying my pitiful whimpers as I waited for him I could feel him finally pull back and before I'm finally rewarded I hear the ring of the door as it swings open I try to move and realize hes still holding me in place I want to cover up and realize its already pointless as an equally large man enters the store the owner doesn't even seem to care acting like nothing is happening at all.

"Oh hey John didn't mean to interrupt was just stopping by to pickup my order" The new man chuckles and simply walks around the counter grabbing a package of hand wrapped locks and what looks like leather and rope "Haha not bothering at all Matt this ditzy little thing spent her bosses money anyways hope those restraints hold up better" they where just holding a conversation like I wasn't even there, Matt just gives the owner a fist bump before walking back towards me he looks me up and down before giving my tits a hard smack forcing a much sluttier moan out then I wanted "Man this ones slutty you sure she didn't spend that money on purpose?" Matt said smirking down at me "I asked the same thing haha, you want a piece?" John asked roughly patting the side of my ass "This cute bimbo seems to have plenty left in her."

They both give me a look before John continues rubbing Matt looks back at him before shrugging and pulling down his pants and resting his junk still hidden in his underwear over my face he just leaves it there the smell of his masculine member filling my nose I didn't even realize I was reaching for the waistband of his boxers his slaps my hand "Uh uh your not even going to ask first?" Matt teased "Man this one has no manners, shes lucky shes got one hell of a body though" I look up at him before pouting realizing I have no control "Uhm can I please have your cock?" I plead pitifully unsure what I should even say "Come on cutie I know you can do better what do you really want?" Matt questioned his voice reaching a gravely pitch "Would you please use your impressive cocks to thoroughly use this sex toy while only thinking of your pleasure" I begged my legs quivering in anticipation "Not bad slut" they both say in unison.

Matt finally pulls out his cock a loud slap as it lands on my face they look at me then give one last look to each other John pulls back and slams his way inside I let out a loud gasp and Matt takes this opportunity to slide his way inside my mouth rocking back and forth gently while John was trying to rearrange my guts his oversized cock stretching me out every thrust felt like it was crushing a new sensitive spot inside me, he held my legs in place I loved how rough he was being, forcing me in place as he used me to his content I wanted more though I desperately grasp at Matts legs he seems to notice and pulls out just enough to leave his head on my lips I give it a soft kiss before he grabs my throat in one swift motion I can feel my throat tighten around his cock.

They competed in paces taking turns who could get the strongest reaction out of me, my throat felt so sore Matts length cock prodding the back of my throat repeatedly while Johns cock kissed my womb I can feel both of them throbbing inside me Matt bottoms out in my throat pumping his thick cum inside me forcing me to swallow every shot John picks up the pace before pulling out showering my stomach and chest in his hot milky white frosting.

I'm left there panting in the aftermath my legs felt useless my voice hoarse and my pussy quivering, what where these thoughts I was having these words flowing through my head like I've been through this a hundred times, I must've been lost in thought as a sudden pain brings me back to attention my arms where tied to my back, my legs in a similar array of knots keeping them bent together, Matt and John had swap spots his cum soaked cock hovered above my nose making my lips quiver in anticipation.

"Well girl its not going to clean itself, get to work." John ordered and my mouth complied drool leaking as I hungrily accepted his cock letting it slowly fill my throat, he stopped as his balls rested against my nose, I jerked slightly as I tried to force my gag reflex into submission John simply watched resting his hand on the bulge his cock made in my throat just gently moving his hand up and down, I wanted to give all my attention to his cock but Matt clearly had other plans firmly planting his hands on my hips lining his quickly growing member against my pussy before just gliding up and down.

Whimpers desperately tried to escape my lips but where muffled by the sound of John now fucking my throat he simply repeated this rocking back and forth for what felt like ages, finally he stops just for a moment before I feel something poking me except it was to low, I quickly realized what he was about to do I desperately try to rock my hips Matt not discouraged in the slightest gives me a firm smack on my ass before forcing my poor hole open slowly letting the tip sink in just keeping it there then slamming his full member inside me a few whimpers and moans barely audible between the wet gagging sounds but Matt wasnt finished just as quickly as he was inside he backs out leaving just the tip inside then slamming it back inside.

I wanted to protest but every part of me was squeezing their cocks desperate for more my poor asshole was throbbing from the vigorous fucking I was getting from Matt, I wanted to puke from John violating my throat but my orgasms wouldn't let up I was in pure ecstasy, they never let up my face covered in my own spit my aching jaw not even able to fight back sloppy gags and lustfully wet moans constantly escaping everytime John pulled back, my poor ass had hand prints on every inch of it from Matt making sure to punish me everytime I let up using my poor hole as nothing more then another pussy.

Their movements suddenly becoming erratic before John pulled ever so slight back shooting most of his load down my throat the rest covering my lips and chin I desperately lick up what I can the taste lingering on my tongue I take this brief movement to sit up as best I can forcing Matt to go as deep as he can holding him in place as his long overdue load slowly fills me shot after shot until theres not a single drop left, I fall back in overstimulated bliss passing out right there.

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Authors Note:

This is the end of the current story and while their is room for another "chapter" for now I want to leave it here this may become a full series in the future but until then hopefully you enjoyed the story.