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Chapter 173
🕑 Added 2022-04-09 07:45:20 +0000 UTC◈ Chapter 173:
Erin shifted across the rooftops, footsteps as silent as snow drops, a lightness of foot on tile gained from long experience hunting in the night, hunting from home to home. A red shadow that slipped through the night like an assassin.
Yes this was more like it, good and respectable traditional succubus hunting, prowling through an urban area and slipping into bedrooms unnoticed to drain the occupants dry. It was almost nostalgic, she had done it a number of times in Lynthia, although the cult who had summoned her had been furious each time, terrified she would be discovered. Not that their paranoia had helped them in the end as she had slowly taken over the cult.
She eased down toward the edge and slipped over the side of the roof.
The wall of the building was unusual as boards and planks had been nailed over the windows.
Not a problem for a smart and resourceful succubus like herself.
She slipped down onto the wall like a master climber (with the help of a few wing flaps) and shifted along until she found what she was looking for. Some of the planks that had been nailed over the windows were loose, perfect to pull away and slip inside.
Strangely, many of the planks had scratch marks on them, as though some animal had been trying to claw their way through, which was particularly odd as the windows were many stories above the alley below.
But then perhaps the boards had already been damaged before being nailed over the windows.
Erin slipped her fingers under and began tugging at the target plank, humming under her breath in a pleased kind of way for soon she would be feasting on a meal, the most wonderful meal ever, a meal that would make her grow powerful.
She had been spying on Rain all day. The invisibility the sheep girl produced was quite pathetic to her eyes and was easily seen through. It had been amusing to watch him work his way through the gangs, seeing him grow a little larger, a little more powerful. He had been right about one thing, he was like a succubus in a way, if a lot less elegant.
What had been less amusing was the sight of two of her sisters, two succubi arriving with, well, she wasn't quite certain about what that thing in the cloak had been, to her eyes it had been a hellhound but not a hellhound, something so mixed up that its soul had formed some kind of soul alloy. Very peculiar.
She had decided to avoid her sisters and the strange cloaked thing's attention for now, a bunch of newbie succubi in a mega city sounded like a recipe for imminent disaster in her opinion, there was no way they would be able to hide their presence for long. Their hunger and lust would get the better of them and they would indulge in depravity, they could never exhibit self control like she. She paused. Admittedly she could only manage that because she had something more valuable and tastier in Rain, much easier to keep her mind away from draining random people while he was on the menu.
Things would go very bad for the city if her sisters did become strong like her, she was sure.
She had watched from the rooftops as first the strange cloaked hellhound thing had left with the succubus, and then Rain had burst from the rubble, frantic as he seemed to realise that his sheep and goblin weren't there.
He didn't have to wait long though, the goblin had popped out of the shadows beside him and the sheep had become visible waving from the window of a nearby building.
The trio had quickly escaped into the city as the surrounding area started to wonder what exactly all the noise was and came to investigate.
They had stumbled back to the compound and she had watched out of sight from the rooftops as the family there had helped heal Rain's wounds and then made merry, putting on an expensive feast for their guests. Erin did consider draining the family dry for herself, but when the greater prize was Rain it was best not to attract any attention when she needed Rain to be unwary.
It was as she was trying to remove the second plank that something wet slid over her cheek.
She froze and her eyes moved to the side. There was something latched onto the wall beside her. A frilled lizard like thing, except without any scales, its pink-red mottled flesh exposed to the air. A meter long black tongue was hanging from its mouth, arcing up, the tip stroking at her cheek, yellowed foamy saliva wetting her perfect skin.
She let out a squawk of outrage and lunged for the horrible thing, about to tear it to pieces with her bare hands. How dare this thing lick her!
The thing scuttled back out of her reach, its claws allowing it to cling to the wall like a spider. It hissed and glared at her, as though personally offended by her reaction.
She gave it a sour look. If she had ever seen an unappetising meal before this creature was it. It looked positively vile, a tasteless nutrition free grey blob. She wiped the disgusting wet from her cheek with a shudder.
"Fuck. Off." she whispered at the thing. Fortunately it seemed to take the hint and disappeared over the rooftop with a scuttle.
Feeling more than a little bit unsettled she managed to pry the second plank away from the window. She flapped her tiny wings and then with a little concentration thinned her body and breasts, allowing her to slip through the gap and down inside, returning to her original shape as her bare feet padded down on the floorboards.
She crouched low, peering through the dark room to find her prey.
There were three in the room that she could see. First the goblin and the sheep, curled up on a bed and hugging each other, limbs tangled. The sheep was snoring loudly as she clung to the pregnant belly of the goblin girl, legs intertwined. They were both naked and the sheep girl seemed to have fallen asleep in the middle of fondling the goblin judging by the milk covered hand cupping the goblin girl's breast.
Erin had watched them drink more than a few beers when they had returned to the compound, apparently that had dropped some inhibitions.
In the bed next to them was the important one though. Rain. He had apparently passed out from drink too, flattening the bed.
She calmed her breathing. Yes, this was more like it. An inebriated Rain vulnerable and ripe to be drained. The sound of the snoring sheep masked her footsteps as she approached her meal.
She again recalled her early days in Lynthia when she was newly summoned to the world, sneaking off at night to crawl through people's windows and into their bedrooms, draining them in their beds in a fit of sexual ecstasy. When weak and newly summoned sex was by far the easiest way to drain people, a simple kiss just wouldn't cut it.
She would have continued sneaking out and doing it despite the cult's displeasure, but then that one big leveler called Bane had visited the cult, apparently the cult's benefactor. That was one to be wary of, she was sure, and she had kept to the rules of only feeding off the ones the cult procured for her from then on. Mostly.
It felt good to go back to some traditional succubusing, she had never had enough of that, going back to her roots as a succubus.
She was feeling cocky as she slinked toward Rain, hips swaying, the snoring of the sheep masking her footsteps. She slipped down onto the bed, crawling between Rain's legs, up between his thighs and toward her target.
Her fingers ran over his thighs. There was a lot of fluff. There was something to be said for her target being big and fluffy, something that appealed to her on a deep level, something that any girl just couldn't ignore.
Happily humming under her breath, looking forward to drinking down a meal better than any other, her hands slid up his thighs to his sheath, about to start fondling.
She frowned as her fingertips met something hard, something metal. What was this?
Alarmed now, she felt around what seemed to be some kind of cylindrical cage-like thing, a polished steel cage, one that perfectly snugly contained her target's sheath and the meal within.
She couldn't help it, as her fingers began to frantically scrabble at the cage she let out a strangled hiss of fury. How dare he! How dare she be kept from her meal! From the juicy insides!
It was as she was about to strike the thing and smash it apart that a pair of massive paws darted up and took hold of her arms, engulfing almost half of each of them in paw.
She had been so focused on the metal sheath cage that she hadn't noticed that her target had started to wake.
She glanced to either side, her arms engulfed in paw, already starting to pull, straining at the sockets, moments away from being ripped from her body. She glanced ahead to see dark shadows start to spill from a now sitting up Rain's chest fur, a mash of claws and teeth stirring to life, eager to kill her.
It occured to her that she might have fucked up and was about to die.
"Wait! S-stop!"
Rain didn't slow.
"Dead gods, just— why do you even have a cage on your dick anyway you weirdo!"
Rain paused. "I got it to stop you. Opal took it from a shop along with everything else and it seemed I had a perfect use for it, one that you just proved true."
"Do you even know what it's used for? Do you have any idea-
"Yeah, I know. I lived a life before this and saw all kinds of things including things with whips and… other stuff. But I doubt you ever knew that since you took the halfling Lira's place. It's good enough to prevent a certain succubus from trying to ride me in the night." He lifted his lips showing her a wolfish grin. "And perfect to catch you like a fly in honey now that I know I'm capable of killing you."
Rain's maw began to open as he leaned in, about to bite her head off.
"S-Spare me! PLEASE!!"
Rain looked a little annoyed, but he paused once more.
"...Why?"
"W-well, that is, uhm.. that is…."
Erin's voice petered off as any reason at all for him to spare her escaped her. What the hell was she supposed to say?! Succubi didn't beg for their prey to spare them!
"I'm waiting." growled Rain.
"Uhm, I, uh, could help carry things?"
Rain gave her a blank stare.
"No."
Rain opened his mouth once more, moving his maw in to bite through her head, the succubus struggling in his grip but powerless to escape.
But he paused as something latched onto Erin's back, holding onto his paws, a certain scaleless lizard… thing. Which was a problem, because as he watched Bean's tongue slithered into the Succubus's hair, slithering through it like a curious snake and then down and around, directly where he was about to bite, meaning that his bite into Erin would also give him a mouthful of Bean tongue.
…That wasn't a very appealing thought, first because he got the vague sense that the lizard would taste absolutely vile, but also because he was Pickle's… friend. A close friend, one that she seemed to really need. Could he really bite the tongue off Pickle's friend? Maybe killing them if they bled out? He could just imagine her looking up at him with big round puppy dog eyes rimmed with tears and—
As Rain was stuck in the middle of devastating indecision Erin was desperately trying to think of a more convincing reason to be allowed to live. As she was racking her brain something wet, slippery, and tongue like slapped onto her cheek. She froze as it smoothly slithered up and to her utmost horror slipped under her eyelid.
She let out a shriek as the tongue began circling around her eyeball, licking and washing it excitedly. She struggled frantically but there was nothing she could do to escape! She was completely trapped in Rain's paws, completely at the mercy of the scaleless lizard thing.
What was this nightmare horror scenario?!
Erin was a great and majestic demon of hell.
But this was just too much.
Enough!
She concentrated and her eye socket morphed, shifting in moments, changing from an eye socket to a second mouth, one filled with razor sharp teeth.
She bit down with her new eye socket mouth, sharp teeth piercing into the confused tongue, blood spraying in every direction, the tongue thrashing.
There was a shriek of agony from behind her, the lizard thing clinging to her back and then—
Whoomph!
Erin found herself being launched forward, ripped from Rain's paws and smashed into his chest. Of course the explosion hit Rain too and he was launched from the bed and smashed into the wall behind, and then across, the room becoming a howling twisting hurricane for a split second.
Then the wind died and Rain found himself falling onto the bed next to his, directly on top of Lyra and Opal.
Stunned and unsure of what had just happened, he looked around. Seeing motion from the corner of his eye he turned and just caught the pink-red blur of Erin's tail as she fled through a gap in a boarded up window.
Rain blinked as he felt motion beneath him and realised he was lying on the girls.
He quickly sat up and gathered them into his lap. Apparently the succubus had more up her sleeve that he had realised, the windy explosion he had been hit by was something he hadn't known she was capable of.
Thankfully both Lyra and Opal were okay and he let out a sigh of relief as he checked them over. When he had crawled from beneath the rubble of the storehouse he had known they had escaped beforehand of course, but in the minutes before confirming that for truth the doubt had driven the dark watery clawed things at the back of his mind into a frenzy. Now for the second time in a day they had been in danger. It was too much.
He hugged them tightly, and curled down over them whispering, gently butting his head against theirs.
"I can't be without you both, I can't." He felt Opal relax into his arms at his words, clearly confused but put at ease by his embrace. "I promise to protect you, I'd die for you, Lyra, Opal."
It was an incredibly impulsive thing to say, sudden deep intimacy, spurred by a moment of gut sinking fear.
He opened an eye and found a pale faced Lyra looking up at him, eyes wide, lips parted, a blush on her face, clearly stunned by his words.
Good. She needed to know this, it was important. Ever since she had spilled her guts at the party he had been that much more aware of how she felt and—
A muffled yelling came from below.
The three of them stilled.
Rain slowly turned his head.
There were a pair of Lyra legs sticking out from under his ass, kicking frantically.
He turned back to see the fake Lyra in his arms.
Fake Lyra smiled up at him nervously.
"Uh, h-hey."
Rain scowled.
He was about to crush her head like a melon between his paws when the fake Lyra suddenly swooped down from his embrace and slid over his lap, slithering away like a snake.
Which as Rain turned his head to follow proved to be a very accurate description. The fake Lyra's lower body was no longer sheep like legs but that of a lamia's, a great white snake tail that had hooked itself around the next bed over and dragged her from his clutches.
Erin took a moment to gather herself, her cheeks still flushed before she glared at Rain.
"Y-you! You c-can't stop me getting at your dick Rain! Next time I'm coming back with a dammed sleeping draft and a pair of bolt cutters!"
Rain let out a low rumbling growl that rattled the floorboards and bed, floating wolf teeth rising from his fur.
Erin gave them an alarmed look and then fled, snaking across the room and smashing through the gap in the planks over the window, her wider snake body shoving the other planks aside as it wiggled through. The wolf teeth chased her into the night.
"That succubus is becoming a problem." Rain gravelled.
A muffled yelling came from beneath and he recalled that he was currently sitting on Lyra. He shifted to the side. Lyra struggled free, spitting fluff from her mouth as she gasped for air.
"Wh-What the hell!? Why did you sit on me while I was sleeping?!"
"...Something with Bean… a few things happened." Best not to freak Lyra out too much he considered, he knew how she felt about succubi.
"Hmm, you're not kidding about the happening part," said Opal. Rain glanced down at where the goblin girl had her hands pressed up against Lyra's rounded midriff.
He glanced away, not noticing anything unusual, then his mind caught up with what he was seeing and his head snapped back.
Lyra's belly arced out in a gentle curve from under her breasts down to her mons, and it was most certainly not his cum.
Lyra was very clearly pregnant.
"You're— Lyra you're.."
Lyra glanced down at her belly.
"No I'm not."
"Preggers!" cried Opal, clearly very happy about this development.
Lyra paused. "No I'm not."
"You very clearly are," mumbled Rain in disbelief.
A little stress appeared on Lyra's face.
"N-No I'm not," said the sheep girl, in the deepest depths of denial.
Opal launched herself at the sheep girl, the two embracing, bare breasts and pregnant bellies sliding over each other.
"You're like me!"
An increasingly distressed sheep girl looked down at the pregnant goblin girl hanging off her, then down at their pregnancies pressing together.
She let out a little whimper of fright.
Comments
Mzku
unlike most or like.. any other race.. when you are firing out literal buckets of semen it just can't be difficult to get someone pregnant, id think. statistically speaking you're going from shooting millions or even billions of little spermies inside to trillions or quadrillions. not to mention he was plugging her up with it for hours afterwards. it would be more strange if they WEREN'T getting pregnant easily..
Azgaroth
Thank for the chapter. The easy pregnancies, it's Rain's Race or it's just a survival mechanism to repopulate itself???
