Summoning the Succubi Pt 07
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I was furious at him for not telling me this. He had actually transformed me! However, at the same time I knew that this was my chance to prove my worth to him. It was an important mission and an adventure unlike anything I would ever experience again. I really wished to help my master and gain his full appreciation. Slowly, my rage subsided and gave way to a strange kind of resignation. It was just temporary, and I’d get the chance to fly. Flying spells weren’t scheduled until the sixth year of education.
Droacner followed me to my quarters where I could get the chance to familiarize myself with my new body. It proved easier than I had thought. I could sense the succubus’ anger and loathing as she hid away in the darkest corners of her own mind. But there was nowhere she could escape. My probing thoughts quickly sought her out and invaded her thoughts. I found that I could tap into her every memory and skill, taking advantage of all she had learnt and experienced. Some memories, however gave me a chill even before I accessed them. The evil and foul emotions emanating from them told me there were things I’d be better off not knowing.
I quickly learned how to sift the knowledge and habits I wanted, until I could intuitively control my new shell. They flowed over my mind like thick oil, slowly seeping into my being. I began to think like a woman, and over the next couple of days, every habit natural to a girl began to act on its own without me even noticing. Though I’d wrestled most of it from the former owner, I wasn’t entirely sure if it all came from her. Maybe it was just a natural reaction to being a woman. Sometimes I even noticed that my body reacted differently than my mind was used to. I caught myself becoming aroused by things that would have disgusted me in the past. I would always feel pride in my ability to control myself, but my former aversions and desires were somehow being overridden by the stronger desires of my new body. Still they lurked in the back of my mind like a second conscience, always keeping me aware of who I really was.
After a week of practice and perfection, my master informed me that the time for the mission was here. I had spent the recent time mastering the art of seduction. This was like a sixth sense to all succubi, and it was now almost like a reflex for me. Being a succubus also came with certain magical abilities. My wings, tail, claws and horns were all part of my true form, but could easily be retracted so that I looked perfectly human. With a little training, I even managed to keep this shape whilst sleeping. It demanded some concentration though, and I could not do it for very long without becoming quite exhausted.
The most useful trait I learned was my ability to attract. I could make any man desire me, and sometimes I even noticed how Droacner looked at me with obvious desire. Not even an experienced wizard could resist the magical abilities of such a creature forever. There existed numerous tales of men who had fallen in love with succubi or sirens and become obsessed, but I knew Droacner would never give in to such emotions. Something in me hungered for feeding the sexual tension, but both of us were too involved to jeopardize the plan. I had just experienced these desires myself, and knew that they could easily be mistaken for deeper feelings. That was the last thing I wanted right now.
When the time came for me to leave the academy to undertake my mission, I experienced a moment of both anxiety and anticipation. The days of training had transformed me into a polite and able noblewoman with feminine grace and behavior. The oblivious carriage driver politely touched his hat and lifted my travelling chest onto the vehicle. I carefully held up my silken dress to climb onboard, careful not to soil it. My teacher waved me goodbye, and suddenly I was on my own. Panic seized me as I felt the pressure and responsibility enclose from all directions. This was it. In a week I’d either be a failure or one step further up the ladder towards wizardry.
Two days later I arrived in the capitol city and began my preparations for the upcoming event. I was to attend a party at the king’s court where I would get an opportunity to meet the king. My incredible beauty was in itself enough to catch his attention. He would only need a glimpse of me, I was certain, but I had prepared myself in length for a small chat, and even possibly a small kiss, just to make sure his heart was mine. Still I had some doubts about my abilities. What if I wasn’t allowed inside? What if I couldn’t meet him? I didn’t even dare think what would happen to me if my cover was blown. None of it really mattered now, I decided. I’d just have to trust my newfound abilities.
My master had bought me an elaborate evening gown that must have cost a fortune. Several layers of embroidered silk and fabrics were covering a tight corset. It firmly clutched my waist and pushed my big breasts together so that they showed an exaggerated cleavage adorned by intricate gold and gemstone jewelry. The dress clung tightly to my torso, but widened below my waist and reached all the way to my ankles. A pair of sparkly, high-heeled shoes covered my feet, giving me an elegant walk, height and posture. It took hours to prepare myself for the ball, but everything a Lady needed was prepared for me, including a conjured chambermaid to help me don all this clothing. I tried to chat away my nervousness, but she simply stared right through me and never uttered a single syllable.
When the time was ripe, I stepped into the carriage provided for me and was brought up towards the castle. I noticed people staring at me as they saw my face through the wagon windows. Their envious and entranced eyes encouraged me and lifted my confidence. The guard at the gates was literally shaking with tension when he announced my arrival. As I entered the great hall where most of the guests already were mingling, almost everyone paused in their conversations to look at the beauty with the unfamiliar name. It was clear that my presence had the desired effect on all men. With satisfaction, I also noticed the king’s eyes on me. Perhaps this wouldn’t be so challenging after all.
The night proved very stressful and hectic. I constantly had offers to dance and gossip and spent much time declining hopeful, young bachelors. After a while I began to panic, fearing that this would go on all night, and that I would never get the chance to meet the king. The nervousness made me hot and a bit sick, and eventually I managed to sneak off to a small balcony to draw some fresh air and cool off. It was wonderful to be alone in a quiet place and gather my thoughts.
The cool night breeze eased my nerves and relaxed my hasty heart. The corset did little to ease my breathing. I gazed out onto the town below, fascinated by the constant hum of noise and smells. Suddenly I wished desperately to be down there amongst the townsfolk and as far away from the castle as possible. Maybe I’d just go back and announce the defeat to my master. It would cost me at least a year, but right now it seemed like a fair trade. My growing cowardice, however, was abruptly put to an end by the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. When I turned around, I was shocked to see the king looking at me and smiling. The nervousness came rushing back, and I had to spend my full concentration just to keep a calm appearance.
“What a glorious stroke of luck to meet you here, miss. The angels are truly kind to a man like me. Please tell me you would allow me to kiss your hand.”
I had considered every detail beforehand, but now I suddenly seemed incapable of recollecting anything. Not a single syllable of my meticulously perfected sentences was there. He seemed to like the mystery of my silence, and looked at me curiously. He, on the other hand, was very well rehearsed in conversation, and he knew how to ease my nervousness. He chattered away with an overwhelming courtesy, and I slowly managed to answer. His mere presence seemed to have a calming effect on my mind.
We talked for a while, and I carefully began my attempt to seduce him. I had never done anything like this before, and felt both clumsy and ridiculous. Just a day ago I had thought this would be easy, but now I never seemed to find the right moment for anything. My fears were needless, though. Suddenly I found myself eye to eye with him, his hands on my waist. Slowly we approached each other, and after an eternity, our lips met in a kiss.
My tongue instinctively reached out between my lips, and we embraced each other whilst I felt my heart beating furiously. I had never imagined that I would react like this. My body began to tremble, and I couldn’t think clearly. This was never supposed to be an easy assignment, but now that I had his full attention, it was impossible to release myself from his grasp. A faint tingling between my legs made me aware that he wasn’t the only one being seduced. He clutched me tighter against his body, and it was then that I noticed something pressing against my belly. I knew very well what it was, but instead of being repulsed, I noticed my own arousal rise.
The mission suddenly seemed far away, and I tried to remind myself of what I was here to do. I had done what I came for, and now I just had to find a way out of here. But I might as well have been surrounded by a mighty stone wall. My body seemed to take on a life of its own, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the hard rod I felt through our clothes. At the same time I was thinking that in a few days I would be back in my real body. This was the only time in my life I would be able to feel how it really was like being a woman. There was no reason why I shouldn’t take this opportunity to embrace the feminine feelings I had. My feelings would be returned to normality in less than two days, and no one needed to know about this. I would be the only one in the World who knew the truth.
Once I heard myself thinking like this, I knew that my mind, as well as my body was giving in to the urges. My former restrictions were now a faint memory, and resistance was pointless. The moment I realized this, I was filled with an incredible lust and desire of having my urges satisfied. He released his lips from mine, but I instantly kissed him again, this time with great passion and eagerness. I knew that he could sense my lust, and his hands began lifting my dress. His lips slipped down to my neck and made me tingle with excitement, while his hands stroked up along my thighs. My mouth let out a long, low moan of pleasure as he continued to embrace my neck and cleavage with his skilled lips.
I felt exhilarated by the completely new sensations, and knew that I would never regret my decision to give in to my girlish lust. He touched my breasts, and although I wore both the dress and corset, I reacted with increased pleasure and was surprised to find out just how different the female arousal was from my earlier experiences as a boy. Already I knew that I would miss this greatly once my transformation was undone. Throbs of aching sensations originated in my groin, spreading its tendrils all through my body, aiding in my surrender to the king. For every tiniest movement, my clothes rubbed slightly against my erect nipples, something that gave me even more unexpected pleasures.
Eagerly, I watched his hands searching their way towards my panties. As he pulled them down, I felt a tiny jolt of pleasure as the fabric released its grip on my wet pussy and fell to the floor. Behind me was a large stone table, and I leant against it whilst he undid his belt and opened his pants. When I saw his huge cock, I knew that I should have been ashamed of having these cravings, but I also felt blood pumping through my pussy with an intense longing for his bulging erection. Almost giddy with emotion, I surrendered myself to this strong, virile man placing himself between my legs. His cock reached out to my warm snatch, and I welcomed him inside.
When he entered me, I completely lost my mind. Never before had I imagined that anything could feel so good. This was by far the most incredible thing I had ever experienced. The only thing that made me able to keep my human form was the fear that this moment might end if he saw my true form. All I could think about was the pleasure. When he began pounding me up against the table, my feet was lifted above the balcony floor each time he entered my pussy. I couldn’t help moaning and panting as he continued to fuck me. Again and again the pleasure increased. He too was completely fixated on the joy of having sex with me, and I could see on his face the traces of surrender to primal urges. The force with which he fucked me was greater for each penetration, and I tried to spread my legs as much as possible so that he could reach deeper inside my vagina.
After a lifetime’s worth of sexual pleasure, I finally climaxed and allowed my very first female orgasm take hold of me. I could not believe how good it was. Wave after wave of electricity raged through my body making me loose grip of reality. I screamed, never worrying about being caught out here. Sweating and panting, I couldn’t get enough air. My corset constricted my lungs so much that I almost fainted as the orgasmic sensations continued to fill me. The king seemed to enjoy watching me climax, and I saw his face as through a mist when he leant his head back and moaned. His cock was still deep inside me as I accepted his load with joy. Just when the orgasm began to release its firm grip on me, I felt his throbbing member pulsate up through my depths. He continued to release his load into my sex and was still fucking me as we calmed down and regained control of ourselves.
My lungs still ached from the lack of air, and I lay on my back on the table panting and gasping until I could finally find some strains of composure. A huge grin on my face showed him the pleasures I had just experienced. He smiled back at me and kissed me again. Trembling, I had to lean against the table just to keep myself from collapsing by his feet. He pulled his pants back on and clasped his belt. With sadness, I saw the wonderful cock disappear behind his embroidered tunic.
“I cannot begin to tell you how grateful I am to you for this wonderful moment. You have surely captured my heart.”
These words made me completely sure that I had achieved my goal, but I wondered what else I had achieved this night? He thanked me at length for sharing myself with him, and he hoped that he could see me again soon. I answered somewhat hesitantly, but already longed for him to take me again. He made it clear that he wouldn’t leave until he had my promise. I finally gave in, and he walked back to the ball with a broad smile, leaving me alone on the balcony. I was immensely grateful for the opportunity to gather my thoughts and calm down. I noticed how my heart still was beating furiously. With my head full of conflicting thoughts and feelings, I hurriedly descended a narrow staircase down into the courtyard. The guard at the bottom of the stairs made a poor effort concealing his grin as I asked him to send sent for my carriage.
Back in my quarters, the chambermaid help me undo my clothing. I was still feeling asphyxiated, and almost fainted when I could fill my lungs once again. As she labored to remove my dress, I noticed that I had no panties on. She said nothing, but there was no way for her to mistake the obvious traces of sex. I was thankful she would vanish on my departure, never revealing what she had learned.
When she was gone, I could finally relax and release my demonic features. Keeping back the wings, tail, claws and horns in addition to having sex had taken its toll. Before I fell asleep, I was confident that I hadn’t disrupted my mission by fucking the king. This had been nothing more than an incredible experience that I would never have the chance to have again. Soon I would be back in my own body, and this would all be just a wonderful memory.
Droacner followed me to my quarters where I could get the chance to familiarize myself with my new body. It proved easier than I had thought. I could sense the succubus’ anger and loathing as she hid away in the darkest corners of her own mind. But there was nowhere she could escape. My probing thoughts quickly sought her out and invaded her thoughts. I found that I could tap into her every memory and skill, taking advantage of all she had learnt and experienced. Some memories, however gave me a chill even before I accessed them. The evil and foul emotions emanating from them told me there were things I’d be better off not knowing.
I quickly learned how to sift the knowledge and habits I wanted, until I could intuitively control my new shell. They flowed over my mind like thick oil, slowly seeping into my being. I began to think like a woman, and over the next couple of days, every habit natural to a girl began to act on its own without me even noticing. Though I’d wrestled most of it from the former owner, I wasn’t entirely sure if it all came from her. Maybe it was just a natural reaction to being a woman. Sometimes I even noticed that my body reacted differently than my mind was used to. I caught myself becoming aroused by things that would have disgusted me in the past. I would always feel pride in my ability to control myself, but my former aversions and desires were somehow being overridden by the stronger desires of my new body. Still they lurked in the back of my mind like a second conscience, always keeping me aware of who I really was.
After a week of practice and perfection, my master informed me that the time for the mission was here. I had spent the recent time mastering the art of seduction. This was like a sixth sense to all succubi, and it was now almost like a reflex for me. Being a succubus also came with certain magical abilities. My wings, tail, claws and horns were all part of my true form, but could easily be retracted so that I looked perfectly human. With a little training, I even managed to keep this shape whilst sleeping. It demanded some concentration though, and I could not do it for very long without becoming quite exhausted.
The most useful trait I learned was my ability to attract. I could make any man desire me, and sometimes I even noticed how Droacner looked at me with obvious desire. Not even an experienced wizard could resist the magical abilities of such a creature forever. There existed numerous tales of men who had fallen in love with succubi or sirens and become obsessed, but I knew Droacner would never give in to such emotions. Something in me hungered for feeding the sexual tension, but both of us were too involved to jeopardize the plan. I had just experienced these desires myself, and knew that they could easily be mistaken for deeper feelings. That was the last thing I wanted right now.
When the time came for me to leave the academy to undertake my mission, I experienced a moment of both anxiety and anticipation. The days of training had transformed me into a polite and able noblewoman with feminine grace and behavior. The oblivious carriage driver politely touched his hat and lifted my travelling chest onto the vehicle. I carefully held up my silken dress to climb onboard, careful not to soil it. My teacher waved me goodbye, and suddenly I was on my own. Panic seized me as I felt the pressure and responsibility enclose from all directions. This was it. In a week I’d either be a failure or one step further up the ladder towards wizardry.
Two days later I arrived in the capitol city and began my preparations for the upcoming event. I was to attend a party at the king’s court where I would get an opportunity to meet the king. My incredible beauty was in itself enough to catch his attention. He would only need a glimpse of me, I was certain, but I had prepared myself in length for a small chat, and even possibly a small kiss, just to make sure his heart was mine. Still I had some doubts about my abilities. What if I wasn’t allowed inside? What if I couldn’t meet him? I didn’t even dare think what would happen to me if my cover was blown. None of it really mattered now, I decided. I’d just have to trust my newfound abilities.
My master had bought me an elaborate evening gown that must have cost a fortune. Several layers of embroidered silk and fabrics were covering a tight corset. It firmly clutched my waist and pushed my big breasts together so that they showed an exaggerated cleavage adorned by intricate gold and gemstone jewelry. The dress clung tightly to my torso, but widened below my waist and reached all the way to my ankles. A pair of sparkly, high-heeled shoes covered my feet, giving me an elegant walk, height and posture. It took hours to prepare myself for the ball, but everything a Lady needed was prepared for me, including a conjured chambermaid to help me don all this clothing. I tried to chat away my nervousness, but she simply stared right through me and never uttered a single syllable.
When the time was ripe, I stepped into the carriage provided for me and was brought up towards the castle. I noticed people staring at me as they saw my face through the wagon windows. Their envious and entranced eyes encouraged me and lifted my confidence. The guard at the gates was literally shaking with tension when he announced my arrival. As I entered the great hall where most of the guests already were mingling, almost everyone paused in their conversations to look at the beauty with the unfamiliar name. It was clear that my presence had the desired effect on all men. With satisfaction, I also noticed the king’s eyes on me. Perhaps this wouldn’t be so challenging after all.
The night proved very stressful and hectic. I constantly had offers to dance and gossip and spent much time declining hopeful, young bachelors. After a while I began to panic, fearing that this would go on all night, and that I would never get the chance to meet the king. The nervousness made me hot and a bit sick, and eventually I managed to sneak off to a small balcony to draw some fresh air and cool off. It was wonderful to be alone in a quiet place and gather my thoughts.
The cool night breeze eased my nerves and relaxed my hasty heart. The corset did little to ease my breathing. I gazed out onto the town below, fascinated by the constant hum of noise and smells. Suddenly I wished desperately to be down there amongst the townsfolk and as far away from the castle as possible. Maybe I’d just go back and announce the defeat to my master. It would cost me at least a year, but right now it seemed like a fair trade. My growing cowardice, however, was abruptly put to an end by the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. When I turned around, I was shocked to see the king looking at me and smiling. The nervousness came rushing back, and I had to spend my full concentration just to keep a calm appearance.
“What a glorious stroke of luck to meet you here, miss. The angels are truly kind to a man like me. Please tell me you would allow me to kiss your hand.”
I had considered every detail beforehand, but now I suddenly seemed incapable of recollecting anything. Not a single syllable of my meticulously perfected sentences was there. He seemed to like the mystery of my silence, and looked at me curiously. He, on the other hand, was very well rehearsed in conversation, and he knew how to ease my nervousness. He chattered away with an overwhelming courtesy, and I slowly managed to answer. His mere presence seemed to have a calming effect on my mind.
We talked for a while, and I carefully began my attempt to seduce him. I had never done anything like this before, and felt both clumsy and ridiculous. Just a day ago I had thought this would be easy, but now I never seemed to find the right moment for anything. My fears were needless, though. Suddenly I found myself eye to eye with him, his hands on my waist. Slowly we approached each other, and after an eternity, our lips met in a kiss.
My tongue instinctively reached out between my lips, and we embraced each other whilst I felt my heart beating furiously. I had never imagined that I would react like this. My body began to tremble, and I couldn’t think clearly. This was never supposed to be an easy assignment, but now that I had his full attention, it was impossible to release myself from his grasp. A faint tingling between my legs made me aware that he wasn’t the only one being seduced. He clutched me tighter against his body, and it was then that I noticed something pressing against my belly. I knew very well what it was, but instead of being repulsed, I noticed my own arousal rise.
The mission suddenly seemed far away, and I tried to remind myself of what I was here to do. I had done what I came for, and now I just had to find a way out of here. But I might as well have been surrounded by a mighty stone wall. My body seemed to take on a life of its own, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the hard rod I felt through our clothes. At the same time I was thinking that in a few days I would be back in my real body. This was the only time in my life I would be able to feel how it really was like being a woman. There was no reason why I shouldn’t take this opportunity to embrace the feminine feelings I had. My feelings would be returned to normality in less than two days, and no one needed to know about this. I would be the only one in the World who knew the truth.
Once I heard myself thinking like this, I knew that my mind, as well as my body was giving in to the urges. My former restrictions were now a faint memory, and resistance was pointless. The moment I realized this, I was filled with an incredible lust and desire of having my urges satisfied. He released his lips from mine, but I instantly kissed him again, this time with great passion and eagerness. I knew that he could sense my lust, and his hands began lifting my dress. His lips slipped down to my neck and made me tingle with excitement, while his hands stroked up along my thighs. My mouth let out a long, low moan of pleasure as he continued to embrace my neck and cleavage with his skilled lips.
I felt exhilarated by the completely new sensations, and knew that I would never regret my decision to give in to my girlish lust. He touched my breasts, and although I wore both the dress and corset, I reacted with increased pleasure and was surprised to find out just how different the female arousal was from my earlier experiences as a boy. Already I knew that I would miss this greatly once my transformation was undone. Throbs of aching sensations originated in my groin, spreading its tendrils all through my body, aiding in my surrender to the king. For every tiniest movement, my clothes rubbed slightly against my erect nipples, something that gave me even more unexpected pleasures.
Eagerly, I watched his hands searching their way towards my panties. As he pulled them down, I felt a tiny jolt of pleasure as the fabric released its grip on my wet pussy and fell to the floor. Behind me was a large stone table, and I leant against it whilst he undid his belt and opened his pants. When I saw his huge cock, I knew that I should have been ashamed of having these cravings, but I also felt blood pumping through my pussy with an intense longing for his bulging erection. Almost giddy with emotion, I surrendered myself to this strong, virile man placing himself between my legs. His cock reached out to my warm snatch, and I welcomed him inside.
When he entered me, I completely lost my mind. Never before had I imagined that anything could feel so good. This was by far the most incredible thing I had ever experienced. The only thing that made me able to keep my human form was the fear that this moment might end if he saw my true form. All I could think about was the pleasure. When he began pounding me up against the table, my feet was lifted above the balcony floor each time he entered my pussy. I couldn’t help moaning and panting as he continued to fuck me. Again and again the pleasure increased. He too was completely fixated on the joy of having sex with me, and I could see on his face the traces of surrender to primal urges. The force with which he fucked me was greater for each penetration, and I tried to spread my legs as much as possible so that he could reach deeper inside my vagina.
After a lifetime’s worth of sexual pleasure, I finally climaxed and allowed my very first female orgasm take hold of me. I could not believe how good it was. Wave after wave of electricity raged through my body making me loose grip of reality. I screamed, never worrying about being caught out here. Sweating and panting, I couldn’t get enough air. My corset constricted my lungs so much that I almost fainted as the orgasmic sensations continued to fill me. The king seemed to enjoy watching me climax, and I saw his face as through a mist when he leant his head back and moaned. His cock was still deep inside me as I accepted his load with joy. Just when the orgasm began to release its firm grip on me, I felt his throbbing member pulsate up through my depths. He continued to release his load into my sex and was still fucking me as we calmed down and regained control of ourselves.
My lungs still ached from the lack of air, and I lay on my back on the table panting and gasping until I could finally find some strains of composure. A huge grin on my face showed him the pleasures I had just experienced. He smiled back at me and kissed me again. Trembling, I had to lean against the table just to keep myself from collapsing by his feet. He pulled his pants back on and clasped his belt. With sadness, I saw the wonderful cock disappear behind his embroidered tunic.
“I cannot begin to tell you how grateful I am to you for this wonderful moment. You have surely captured my heart.”
These words made me completely sure that I had achieved my goal, but I wondered what else I had achieved this night? He thanked me at length for sharing myself with him, and he hoped that he could see me again soon. I answered somewhat hesitantly, but already longed for him to take me again. He made it clear that he wouldn’t leave until he had my promise. I finally gave in, and he walked back to the ball with a broad smile, leaving me alone on the balcony. I was immensely grateful for the opportunity to gather my thoughts and calm down. I noticed how my heart still was beating furiously. With my head full of conflicting thoughts and feelings, I hurriedly descended a narrow staircase down into the courtyard. The guard at the bottom of the stairs made a poor effort concealing his grin as I asked him to send sent for my carriage.
Back in my quarters, the chambermaid help me undo my clothing. I was still feeling asphyxiated, and almost fainted when I could fill my lungs once again. As she labored to remove my dress, I noticed that I had no panties on. She said nothing, but there was no way for her to mistake the obvious traces of sex. I was thankful she would vanish on my departure, never revealing what she had learned.
When she was gone, I could finally relax and release my demonic features. Keeping back the wings, tail, claws and horns in addition to having sex had taken its toll. Before I fell asleep, I was confident that I hadn’t disrupted my mission by fucking the king. This had been nothing more than an incredible experience that I would never have the chance to have again. Soon I would be back in my own body, and this would all be just a wonderful memory.
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