The Succubus Awakening
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The boat drifted down the coast just offshore and found what looked like
the inlet of a major river. This seemed as good a place as any to
complete the task they set out to do over a year ago. They left
Scandinavia with 12 strong men, at this point there were 8 men of sorts,
3 women and whatever Bjorn has become. The men worked tirelessly to
complete the task, digging the hole they would use to rid themselves of
the ultimate evil. When the lust overtook them they eagerly used the
women, it didn't bother them that they used to be men. None of them were
completely men anymore. Each of them was feminized to some degree,
whether it is breasts or legs or lips or some other part of their body.
Then there is Bjorn, a large wave shifted their cargo and it pinned him
to the side of the boat for about 5 minutes. before the others could get
it off him. He, well she is mostly still human, from the waist down she
looked more like a dog or wolf. Above the waist, she is a beautiful woman
with large perfect breasts, her ears are pointy and her teeth made
everyone nervous. The ornate black coffin shaped box caused the ship to
turn black wherever it touched the hull. The evil it contained
contaminated everything it touched.
Everything was prepared for the ritual. The box was in the hole, it had
cost them 2 men to get it there. They collected the necessary items;
menstrual blood, semen, breastmilk and the animal sacrifice, in this case
Bjorn. When they were preparing the trip, the tablet that contained the
ritual called for an animal born of man but after the accident it all
made sense. The final ingredient was acorns from the tree that gave the
wood for the box. Sven added them to the mixture, poured it on the box
and began filling the hole. As the remaining 6 men filled in the grave,
Sven threw in the tablet. If that thing ever got out the tablet might be
needed. All that remained was them; they knew there was no going home.
The men killed the women and then fought each other to the death, hoping
to please the gods enough to enter Valhalla. Only Sven remained to burn
the others then die himself by his own hand. As he placed his dagger
between his large breasts, he hoped they had done the right thing and
that no one else would have to endure this suffering. He died quickly and
alone.
1000 years later give or take.
The tree across from the cemetery had been there long before the city was
a town or even an encampment. The twisted black bark added to the city's
macabre atmosphere. The city council once again voted against killing
it. John wasn't going to let a group of nostalgic old men stop his plans
for a new modern city. He made sure no one was around and lit the fuse to
the dynamite. The guy he got it from said one stick should do the trick.
The explosion was bigger than he expected and the crater was much bigger.
He couldn't see anything of the tree, he expected there to be pieces of
it everywhere but there was nothing; just a deep hole with a broken black
box in the middle.
He felt the lust hit him like nothing ever before. His cock was hard in
an instant and it seemed large than it had ever been. The tingling from
his nipples just added to the intense arousal he was feeling. With his
pants around his ankles he began to stroke the painful erection. He had
to cum and soon. His other hand played with his growing breasts but his
inability to cum was maddening. Then he heard the voice. It wasn't
English but he understood. "You will do." The voice seemed to come from
inside of him. He lay on his back cock pointing to the stars and played
with his new breasts, they felt so good. As she rose from the crater, he
could see her; the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She floated
toward him and landed softly beside him. She pulled up her long dress and
lowered herself onto his still rock hard cock. The second he was inside
her, he came, like he never had before. His balls pumped and pumped,
emptying their contents into her tight pussy along with everything that
made him a person. As she stood his body collapsed to dust. It had been a
long time. This morsel would not last her long, but she was free and in a
new world. She had not only taken his life and his power, but his
knowledge as well.
The sound of the police cars racing towards her brought her back to the
present. She would need time to comprehend all she just absorbed.
Officers Bob Jones and Laura Simmons were the first to arrive at the
scene. A woman dressed like a refugee from a renaissance fair was walking
towards them. She was beautiful, tall and blonde; her breasts were large
but not too large. Nowhere near as large as Simmons', how he had wanted
to get his hands on those tits, Jones thought. He couldn't understand the
thoughts popping into his head, he had never thought of Simmons that way.
Simmons got to the woman first and instructed her not to move. The woman
looked shocked. "How dare you think you can command me," the woman said.
Simmons pulled her baton and attempted to swing but just stopped. "A
woman guardian, how interesting, that won't do," and waved her hand.
Simmons moaned and dropped to the ground in obvious pain. The woman
looked at Jones and said something like "You want to play with them, so
you shall" or something like that. He wasn't quite sure because he felt
tightness in his chest and soon was unable to breathe. He too collapsed.
Officers Carlos Stephens and John Brubeck pulled up as the Jones went
down. Stephens called for backup and an ambulance while Brubeck got out
and pulled his weapon. By the time Stephens got out and drew his own
weapon, Brubeck had shed his uniform and was obviously a woman. She got
down on her hands and knees and became an animal, a wolf or a big dog,
and stood at the strange woman's side. In barely a whisper he said, "Hold
it right there, bitch."
Bitch. That was a word she understood, she smiled, looked down at her new
pet and simply said, "Yes." Stephens didn't know what happened; his mind
was assaulted by smells and sounds that weren't there a second before. He
also felt a need from his groin and as fear washed over him he knew he
had to get home. He ran and ran. The strange woman looked down at the two
moaning figures on the ground and decided she would have to do something
about these guardians who thought they had the right to give her orders.
"Yes," she thought and called the magical virus into existence. "That
should keep them busy." She walked off into the city looking for a place
to settle.
The next ones to arrive were a couple of paramedics; they were nearby
when the call came in and headed straight over. Tom rushed to Officer
Jones' side and Susan went to Officer Simmons. Tom began to assess the
situation and started opening the officer's uniform to better get his
vital signs. His uniform shirt all but burst as the officer's new very
large bust popped out. He was instantly mesmerized by the perfect tits in
front of him, he had to squeeze and suckle them.
Susan's patient wasn't faring much better. Simmons was lapsing in and out
of consciousness and while she was awake her hands were frantically
trying to remove her pants. Susan could see she was in great discomfort
and began helping her out of her pants. Women's pants are not made to
accommodate what popped out of her uniform. Susan had never seen a cock
so big and a huge set of balls which were the obvious source of Simmons'
discomfort. Simmons began stroking her new appendage and loving the
feelings, wanted more. She grabbed the back of Susan's head forced it
down on her new cock. Her first blowjob was amazing, but she wondered
what a pussy would feel like. Susan couldn't understand what was
happening she felt compelled to suck this beautiful cock in front of her.
Her mind was mostly gone so she couldn't comprehend why it started to
feel better and better. She had given a few blowjobs in her life but they
never felt this good. Simmons looked down at the woman's face she was
fucking and realized where her mouth and nose should be there was a
vagina. Complete with a clit between her eyes. She reached down and
stroked it and muscles that shouldn't be there clamped down on her cock.
Tom didn't feel the changes happening to him either. The liquid working
its way down his throat was best thing he had ever tasted. All he could
think was more. He didn't feel his face become more girly or his body
begin to shrink. Soon he was swimming in clothes way too big for him and
he easily shed them without stopping his ministrations of the lovely
breasts in front of him. Anyone watching the scene would see a very young
small girl suckling on a pair of huge tits hanging from a male police
officer's chest. The only thing wrong with that picture was the "little
girl" had a generous pair of tits herself and a large rock hard cock
between her legs.
Simmons was exhausted. After pumping a generous load down Susan's throat,
she rolled over and fell back asleep. Susan wasn't finished, she wanted
more and she could hear the sirens bringing it to her.
The next rig that pulled up, she recognized, was Joe and Tim's. She had
been dating Joe for about 4 months now and he was a welcome sight. Joe
saw there was something wrong with her face but he couldn't see what. She
ran right up to him and gave him a kiss of sorts. At least that's what he
thought was coming, but it felt more like cunnilingus than snogging. As
his eyes focused on what he was seeing, he tried to pull back and
couldn't. He was stuck. Rather his tongue was stuck deep in Susan's
facecunt. He could feel her tongue interacting with his but it felt
different, amazingly different. As he pulled back, looking down, what was
coming out of her face wasn't his tongue, it was a cock. He pushed back
in and began fucking her face to face.
As Tim approached the other two, it appeared to him that Officer Jones
was fucking a small girl on the hood of his police car. The closer he got
the more confusing the scene, Jones had tits and big ones. So did the
little girl or boy as girls don't usually has huge cocks. "Stay back!"
Jones shouted and Tim stopped. "This is Tom Skeet, he drank my milk and
turned into this girl, I can't stop, but you getting closer is making me
even more horny. Sedate us!"
Tim turned to ask Joe for help and what he saw convinced him instantly.
He and Susan were naked and fucking face to face and groin to groin. Tim
ran for the ambulance and realized he was going to need more than he
originally figured.
The first person he sedated was Susan. As she fell unconscious, still
riding Joe's cock, one of his fingers came out of her mouth with and
audible pop. Only it wasn't a finger anymore it was another cock. He
sedated Joe and took stock of his transformation. Three of his fingers
were now cocks and a rather large one stuck out of his mouth.
As Tim started for Jones he heard a soft moan coming from off to his
right. Simmons was starting to stir and she was already pumping the large
cock pointing out from her groin. Without hesitation he sedated her and
moved toward Jones and the girl. Jones still had a good hold on Tom's
legs as he was pounding in and out of his ass. Tom's cock was flapping
back and forth with each thrust. Tim reached in and injected her arm,
causing her to stop moving, but her cock ejaculated at that moment and
hit Tim in the mouth. The changes were already starting when he gave the
shot to Jones and keyed his mike. In a rapidly feminizing voice he
alerted anyone listening to treat the area as a quarantine zone and to
consider everyone here infected. As he put the shot to his own arm he
looked over at Jones now flaccid cock and licked his full pouty female
lips wanting a taste. He depressed the plunger and passed out.
Stephens was still running. He had removed his pants a while back so he
could asses the feelings coming from his crotch and touch whatever was
aching for attention. What was there just made him run faster, it looked
like a vagina and felt amazing but it didn't look like his wife's. It was
shaped different and it smelled a lot. When he arrived at home ne noticed
his neighbor's dog was loose again and in his yard. As he opened his door
the dog jumped up on him and knocked him inside and onto his hands and
knees. The large German Sheppard pushed his nose into Stephens' crotch
and licked. He almost passed out from the pleasure right there and then.
Rex knew exactly what it was and immediately mounted him, thrusting his
large cock into the dog vagina before him, swollen and dripping with
heat. He matched the thrusts from the animal above him and couldn't
believe the pleasure he was feeling. He came several times before he felt
the knot enter him. Mrs. Stephens was woken by what she thought was the
sound of dogs fucking. What she saw when she got down stairs she could
hardly believe. Her husband was tied ass to ass with the neighbor's dog.
She thought the dog was fucking his ass but upon closer inspection she
saw he had a pussy. It was about that point she fainted.
She walked through the night, assimilating what she absorbed from John.
He was an educated man and she found herself in his memories. Aphrodite,
Hera, Freyja, Isis, she had many names and she needed a new one. For this
new world, She would use an old name one of her first, Lilith.
The church had stood for 200 years, it survived floods and hurricanes. It
was about to change denominations. The large ornate doors opened as she
approached and she and her wolf entered. "Excuse me," a voice from her
left said, "you can't bring that dog in here." The voice belonged to a
young priest. He was used to strange people coming in at all hours.
"Do you allow women to be priests in this religion?" Lilith inquired.
"Not at this time, but the current Pope has made some really radical
announcements so who knows," he replied.
"Well then how are you a priest?" Lilith mused.
Father Keenen wondered what she was on. "I am a man obviously."
"Are you sure? You should check," said Lilith. "But don't worry, I let
women be priests for me."
The strange woman's demeanor made him feel a little uneasy. There were
also odd sensations coming from his chest and groin. He reached his hand
into his pants and came up empty, all the blood ran from his face and he
collapsed into a pew. Sister Agnes came in to see what all the commotion
was all about just in time to see him fall and asked if he was ok. She
had just taken her vows a few years before and was very young. He just
shook his head from side to side. Agnes turned to the woman he was
talking to and asked, "What did you do to him?"
"Her," Lilith corrected. "She is a woman."
"Father," Lilith chided, "show her."
Keenen couldn't help himself, he stood and removed his shirt and started
to take off his pants. Agnes looked away. "Watch," Lilith commanded,
"this is the best part."
Agnes looked at Father Keenen; his nipples looked a bit too pronounced.
She had seen him without a shirt before and those nipples weren't there.
As he began to lower his boxers, she tried to look away but couldn't.
She expected to see his penis but it wasn't there. There was a vagina in
its place. He tentatively poked and prodded it with his fingers, not
wanting to believe what he was feeling.
"Agnes, why don't you teach him about his new parts. I think he'll enjoy
that," Lilith commanded. Agnes had never had lesbian feelings before but
she dropped to her knees and began licking the pussy in front of her with
abandon. At the same time she began tweaking his new feminine nipples. He
came almost immediately but she didn't stop. Agnes felt tightness in her
panties. "I gave you a 'gift' too use it on him," said Lilith.
Agnes removed her habit and there sticking out of her panties was a huge
black cock firmly attached to her pale white groin. She grabbed it with
her small hand and guided it to Father Keenen's dripping cunt. She pushed
past his hymen and took his virginity. His moans became screams as the
pleasure overwhelmed him. The noise brought Father Valentine from the
behind the altar. He is an older man in his 60's and has worked here for
over 10 years.
"Agnes what are you doing to him?" he said as he approached the duo.
"Fucking his tight cunt with my big black cock," she replied. Just the
words coming from the demure Sister Agnes almost gave him a heart attack.
The closer he got the stranger he felt. He saw his shirt push out and his
nipples poked through the black material. His cock was rock hard and
bigger than he remembered. He hadn't been hard for quite a while. He shed
his shirt and pants and couldn't believe what he saw. His chest was that
of a young woman complete with a pair of firm medium sized breasts and
from the waist down he had the legs of a large young man, a very large
young man. He stepped up behind Agnes and saw that behind her large black
balls, her pussy was still there. He matched her thrusts and entered her
dripping cunt. Lilith enjoyed the awkward threesome.
The moaning m?nage ? trois woke the transient who was sleeping in one of
the back pews. "Wass goin' on here," he slurred. Lilith was feeling left
out of the fun, but that was easy to fix. He felt really hot as he rose
to his new seven foot height. No longer even slightly drunk, he tore the
tattered clothes from his now huge muscular body and moved toward the
waiting Lilith. His enormous cock entered her with ease and he began
pumping for all his worth. Her screams of pleasure could wake the dead
or almost dead as Mother Superior Margaretta stumbled from the back her
70 year old heart almost giving out from the sight before her.
Brubeck had been waiting patiently for her master at the side of the orgy
and simply whimpered at her lack of attention. Lilith looked from the
wolf to the old woman smiled and nodded. Margaretta's eyes caught sight
of the dog and she knew she was in love. She shed her bathrobe and
underwear and got on all fours. Brubeck took the hint and stood with her
ass toward the old woman. She wasn't exactly an old woman anymore. She
looked more like something from a werewolf movie, half human half wolf.
And male wolf at that, she mounted Brubeck as the transformation
completed and joined in on the sex.
The giant fucking Lilith was thrusting harder and harder, and as he did
he bent back more and more, until he was about folded in half backwards.
The thrusting never slowed but soon his legs were off the ground and
entangled with his hands. His body began shrinking in on itself and when
Lilith came all that was left was a very large very realistic dildo.
Another thing that happened when she came, so did everyone else. As she
came down from the orgasmic bliss, everyone else seemed to return to
their senses. At least what was left of them.
As he dressed Father Keenan was sobbing and mumbling something like "I'm
a woman" and "can't be a priest anymore." Agnes was still stroking her
new toy with a crazed look in her eyes while donning her habit. Father
Valentine just put his clothes on quietly. The wolves were still tied
together in post coital bliss. Lilith threw the former drunkard to Agnes
who licked it and held it worshipfully. Once dressed, the priests looked
more or less the same as they did before, if you didn't look too closely
and see the erect nipples poking through their shirts. Father Valentine
still had the face and hands of an old man although the rest of him was
young and virile hidden beneath his clothes.
You will all go about your business as usual. "How many others are there
here?" Lilith asked. "Father Thomas is away until tomorrow afternoon and
there are 3 more nuns," Valentine volunteered.
"Don't draw too much attention to yourselves. We will convert the others
to my religion in the morning," Lilith commanded. "Agnes you can begin
indoctrinating the other nuns to our cause. Any woman who sees your new
toys will be enthralled. Fuck them and they will be ours." She had her
habit pulled up so she could stroke her cock. Father Keenen was staring
at it lovingly. "See what it is doing to Keenen, he is a woman now after
all," Lilith noted.
"Yes my lady," they all said almost in unison. They moved off to the back
of church and disappeared through various doors. Lilith walked up to the
balcony across from the altar and with a wave of her hand it was
furnished with various pillows and rugs. She lay down and drifted off to
sleep with her two wolves sleeping nearby.
Detective Matt Delphi and his partner Isaac Mitchell were finally granted
access to the scene. The Victims had been evacuated to a nearby hospital.
. Standing at the edge, he looked down into the crater left by the
explosion. There was a large black box that could have been a coffin in
the hole with its lid lying beside it. "What do you suppose that held?"
Isaac asked. "I have no idea," Matt replied. "Don't get to close to the
edge." Almost on cue, the loose ground under Isaac's feet shifted and he
tumbled into the hole, stopping roughly against the side of the box.
Using it to get back to his feet he noticed a strange tingle on his
chest.
"Well, while you're down there what do you see?" asked Matt. Along with
the tingling he felt an overwhelming urge to get away from the box. In a
panicky voice he said, "Hey get me outta here. I don't know why but I'm
freaking out!" As he scrambled up the wall of the pit his hand hit
something hard. It was a stone tablet. Not wanting to waste the
opportunity he grabbed it as Matt pulled him from the hole.
"I feel weird," Isaac said when he was back on solid ground. Matt shone
his flashlight on his partner and didn't see anything obviously wrong,
aside from a little puffiness on his chest. Isaac felt his chest and the
sensations were more intense than he remembered. He opened his shirt and
there standing proudly on his chest were female nipples with small mounds
below them. "You've got tits!" Matt exclaimed. "Where did those come
from?"
"I don't know," said Isaac, "but I felt a tingle when I touched the box.
Is it possible I got them from it? How is that possible? Tits don't
appear out of thin air."
"We need to make sure nobody touches this thing," Matt said. After the
brief descriptions of the victims, he thought anything was possible.
Looking at the tablet in Isaac's hand he asked, "What's that?"
"I don't know I found it in the hole and it just felt important, I can't
explain it," Isaac said.
"Let's get it back to the station. Also I wouldn't advertise your tits
either; you might end up in quarantine," Matt said as they headed for
their car.
Dr. Russell had worked at the hospital for 30 years and been running it
for the last 10. The patients occupying the quarantine ward bothered him.
As a man of science, he knew the things that happened to those people are
impossible. Their anatomy in some cases completely redesigned itself in
impossible ways. He was in the process of writing an email to the CDC
when the alarms went off. Of course it was coming from the Quarantine
ward. By the time he arrived there was what looked like the aftermath of
an orgy behind the protective door. The tech that sounded the alarm was
just staring into the ward rubbing the bulge in his pants. "What
happened?" Dr. Russell asked. The tech just pointed at the monitor.
The team of four nurses and technicians went in to check the vitals and
change the IV's. The tech that changed Susan's IV, without a mouth the
doctors were unsure if she could eat, was intrigued by her face. He was
dressed in a complete hazmat suit and thought he was safe. He put his
fingers near the opening on her face thinking she was sleeping. With a
quick lunge, she engulfed his fingers into the pussy on her face and
began fucking herself. The glove encasing his hand dissolved to nothing.
As the pleasure coming from the new cock where his finger used to be
built to a climax, the cock in his pants swelled and grew and ripped its
way out of his suit. He pointed his new finger cock like a gun at the
small woman taking the blood pressure of the man in the next bed and
ejaculated. When the cum hit her suit, it seeped right through the
plastic and soaked into her skin.
She stood, ripped her suit and the clothes from her body as her breasts
doubled in size. The rest of her however got smaller. Within seconds she
was a mere 3 feet tall. She walked up to the third member of their group
and ripped his pants open. She reached in, grabbed the flaccid penis she
found there and pulled. It instantly hardened and with a pop it came out
of his tattered pants. She looked at her hand and saw a realistic double
headed dildo. She looked into his pants and saw a glistening wet pussy
still slightly gaping from what came out. She looked over at the man who
shot her with his cum, he was still fucking Susan. His finger cock was in
her regular pussy and his whole other arm was pistoning in and out of her
face. His entire hand was now one big cock. The forth member of the team
looked around at his comrades and immediately headed for the door. He
didn't make it. He was tackled by a tiny sex crazed woman. With inhuman
strength, she dragged him back the center of the room where a naked man
in a hazmat helmet with a vagina waited fingering his new pussy. She
flipped him over, ripped his clothes off and tossed him to the man in the
middle of the room. He reached down grabbed the soft cock before him and
pumped it a few times. It came to life and as he squatted down on it, it
grew to meet him.
Dr. Russell had seen enough. He turned off the monitor. They were going
to need a whole new set of rules and protocols for this. The tingle from
his groin worried him greatly.
Karen Stephens stirred. She was in her bed and the sensations coming from
her pussy woke her. She was used to getting oral from her husband. He was
doing a great job at the moment, better than usual. In fact better than
it had ever been. She threw the covers back and looked into the eyes of
the man eating her out. It kinda looked like her husband. His nose was a
little different and his ears were floppy and his tongue that glorious
tongue. The phone on the bedside table brought her out of the trance the
orgasmic feelings coming from her pussy had her in. She snapped her legs
shut and Carlos yelped like a dog.
"Heh Hello," she said answering the phone.
"Mrs. Stephens, this is Trish from the station. Have you seen your
husband?" the voice on the phone said.
"Yes, he is here," she replied.
"Is he ok?" Trish inquired.
"Not really. He looks strange."
"Try to avoid any contact with him. We have a team on their way. They
should be there in a minute or so," Trish said and hung up. Carlos was on
the floor looking confused. She got a good look at him for the first time
in the light. He looked like her husband but his face was doglike and his
cock was gone. She thought what she saw last night was a dream. The
sirens in the distance were a welcome sound.
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