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He grimaces as he looks at his reflection. The young seventeen-year-old did not think he looked the best, but he did not think he looked the worst. He had the facial structure of a nobleman, but his dirty blonde shaggy hair makes one suggest otherwise. He stared at his cold, steely grey eyes before his attention is shaken by the simple fishing rod in his hand being tugged at by a fish.

Instinctively, he would yank up to snag the fish. It seemed to be a rather big fish as it put up quite a fight.

Suddenly, the young man drops the fishing rod into the pond as his concentration is interrupted by nearby cries of help. He looks up and surveys the area before grabbing his pack and his crossbow before leaving to investigate.

He trudges through the dense foliage before coming up to an opening with uneven and hilly terrain. The cries draw closer.

He approaches cautiously, gripping the crossbow tightly.

He peeks around a bend in the terrain to spot a young girl. The first thing the man noticed was the wound on the girl’s lower left abdomen. It had shredded through her clothing and left her in a pool of her own blood. The second thing the man noticed was the way the girl had dressed. She dressed vastly different from the other female commoners he had seen during his journeys. The third was her beauty.

For her outer clothing, she had a unbuttoned doublet – tailored for womenswear - with a tattered ruggedness to it. Underneath, she wore a buttoned black bodice with a dirt and blood-stained white undershirt. She wore a rather tight-fitting pair of cotton trousers which were also stained with dirt followed with tearing.

The young girl, the man thought, was rather beautiful in multiple aspects and she had seemed to be a similar age to him. Facially, she had brown glossy hair that was tied up in the back matched her shimmering blue eyes. She was very, very pale. Her nose was small with the tip of it slightly pointing upwards. Light freckles scattered her cheekbones. Her luscious lips had a natural red tint to them. Her jawbones, cheekbones, and chin came down to a slim defining point, matching her general facial structure elegantly.

Body-wise was just as beautiful, the man thought. In general, her body was rather dainty. It was composed of a light hour-glass figure. Her breasts were rather big given her size. They were close together and pushed harshly against her bodice due to the size. From behind the woman, her breasts could just barely be seen. Her backside formed a neat bubble against her tight cotton trousers. Her thighs had a decent gap, but the size of them paired perfectly with her backside and thinned ever so slightly further down her legs.

Brushing the thoughts aside, the man would toss his gear to the side in favor to help the woman.

He rushed over and planted himself next to her. She had begun to start passing out as her eyelids began flickering.

Panicked, the man grabbed a roll of cloth from his bag and began applying it to the wound. He took another strip of cloth, tying the first chunk of cloth to her wound to act as a natural pressure point to slow the bleeding.

He sat for a moment and pondered his plan of action before getting his gear together. He would look at the woman before looking back at the dock – a choice to be made. Winter was coming and he was not sure if he had enough to get through this year.

Despite growing up amongst huntsmen, the man knew the better moral choice.

He scooped the woman up in his arms. She was a bit heavier than he had anticipated, but that did not stop the young man.



*** Sometime later…

The sun sets and the temperature had begun to drastically drop; fortunately, the young man grows near his hunting cabin with the young girl in tow.

The young man barges through the front door before kicking it shut behind him. He had set the woman down on the bed to strip her of any clothing in the way to tend to her wounds easier.

Personally, the cabin was not much to look at. With a basic well outside and a slanted roof, a small porch, and basic wooden paneling, it hasn’t aged well over the years. The interior was not very spacious. At only around 26 square meters, it only contained the essentials. In one corner, a metal furnace was tucked with a pipe working as a chimney. To the left of the furnace was the cot, tucked in another corner. To the left of the cot was a small bedside table with varying clutter on it. In the center frontside of the cabin contained the door and just to the right of it was a window. To the left of the door was a rack with varying types of clothing and gear hanging from it. In the opposing corner of the furnace contained a slim bookshelf with a rather extensive collection. To the right of the bookshelf was a meticulously crafted rocking chair made of a smooth-feeling animal fur and wood. On the opposite side of the room from the door contained a long wooden cupboard that ended in a table which worked as a workshop area. Underneath the table contained a pile of fresh cut firewood.

Eventually, the young man finishes tending to the young girl. Feeling the lack of blood in his hands and the chattering of his teeth, the man quickly sets out to fuel the furnace. A few moments of time paired with years of practice, the man easily sets the firewood within the furnace ablaze. Just a few seconds and he can already feel the positive, warm effects the fire emits.

He looks over to the woman for a moment before preparing a meaty soup using the furnace as a heat source and the food and water he had stocked over the previous year.

By the time he had finished, the only light in the room came from the furnace. The sun had gone down, and around this time of the year, the bugs outside were silent. It left the cabin with a peaceful quietness to it besides the crackling of the fire.

As he poured a bowl of the stew, he heard a shifting in the blankets behind him. He turned around to see the young woman come to.

The man approached her as her eyes began to gently flutter open. Suddenly, with a jolt of fear, the woman would immediately sit up before groaning in pain and clutching her wounds.

“Woah, easy there. You’re gonna wanna take it easy,” the young man softly drawled before offering her the bowl of stew.

Cowering behind the blankets, she’d peer at the bowl with her big blue eyes before glancing at Alexander’s eyes.

Hesitantly, the young woman grabs the bowl before looking at the contents. Again, she would glance up at his eyes.

“Go on. It’s good. My own special recipe,” the man said with a smile.

The young man got up from his kneeling position to make another bowl.

“Y’know, every special recipe has a secret ingredient. I’ll tell ya’ what it is if you tell me your name,” the man softly spoke as he grabbed another bowl.

Only quiet and sounds of the wooden spoons tapping against bowls.

“Well, my name is Alexander, but everyone I know calls me Alex.”

The tapping of the woman’s bowl would stop for a moment before a soft and delicate response could be heard, “My name is Ellie.”

Her voice was soft and eloquent with a slightly higher pitch. Every word she spoke sound so proper. Clearly, she was from a noble family that could afford a form of education. She might even be able to write, Alexander thought.

Alexander would turn around after finishing making his bowl with a friendly smile, “Well, nice to meet ya’, Ellie.”

Ellie replies with a light smile before putting her lips on the rim of the bowl and finishing off the stew.

A few hours pass as the two ‘conversate’ – most of the talking done by Alexander. It is mostly casual until Alexander had asked, “So, that slash you got there. How’d you come by it?”

Ellie’s eyes would look up from one of the books Alexander had handed her earlier for just a moment before looking back down. A few moments of silence go by before Ellie quietly faltered, “I, uhm.. got separated from m-my family while we were riding to Anslow.”

“Aye,” Alexander responded, “I’ve been to Anslow quite a few times. My family and I used to travel there to sell our spoils from our hunting trips in my earlier years. They would be here this year, but game has been hard to come across and so we’ve dispersed ourselves further out across the lands.”

Ellie looked up, taking note of Alexander’s response. A look of slyness crossed her face momentarily before looking back down, going on, “My horse… after riding for some time – I guess something spooked her – she threw me off and ran away.”

“Any idea what spooked her?” Alexander prodded.

She looked up for a moment before shaking her head, no.

She continued on with soft enunciation, “I wandered for what felt like hours. I walked and walked...” She paused for a moment before continuing with a tremble, “then… something – I-I don’t know what – started chasing me.”

Her jaw trembled for a moment, “T-that beast… and the noises it made-“

Alexander cut her off as he put a reassuring hand on her knee, “Hey, hey, it’s okay. You’re safe now. Good thing ya’ ran into me, huh?”

“Anyway,” Alexander hindered, “It’s getting late and you should be resting up so that wound of yours can get better. I’ll head to Anslow tomorrow – not too far from here - just over a kilometer due west from here.”

Alexander turned and stepped away to take the chair before jesting, “Oh – you can sleep on the bed tonight.”

Alexander sat on the chair, thinking to himself, ‘Today has been… strange. This girl seems to be a bit, off…’ his thoughts would trail off as his mind drifts into slumber.

***Sometime later…



As Alexander slept, he felt strange things. As if someone was touching him.

Suddenly, his eyes jolted awake. The first thing he noticed was that it was dawn outside and beautiful red and orange sun rays cast along the backside of the interior.

The second thing he noticed was that he was unable to move his arms or legs from the chair. He looked down to see himself stripped of everything except his underwear with his arms and legs strapped to the chair.

Mama always told Alexander to never fall asleep next to a stranger. He knew she was right in this moment.

Panic set in. He could feel his adrenal glands begin to pump and the natural adrenaline course through his blood. Alexander tore at the ropes that secured him. He tried jumping with the chair to break it. He tried rocking it to tip it over. The thrashing ended once he realized it was all for no avail.

He looked around to see if anything was in reach, but nothing. He was in the middle of the cabin and everything was too far out to grab.

He worked his feet in such a manner that he was able to scoot the chair across the ground, closer to his cupboard.

It took some hefty foot work, but eventually, the door was in reach of his strapped down hand.

He was in the process of opening the cupboard door to grab a blade before he heard the cabin door handle briefly jiggle before the door swung open.

Bright, early sunlight poured into the room and the figure was nothing but shadow until they stepped in and closed the door behind them.

Alexander’s eyes adjusted and realized it was Ellie.

“Ellie!” Alexander resounded, “What’s going on? Get me outta’ this!”

Ellie was carrying a basket of something before setting it to the side. She’d ominously look Alexander up and down.

“Ellie!”

She’d softly bite her lower lip while slowly approaching Alexander.

“H-hey, Ellie?”

The young girl would bend over, resting her hands on Alexander’s knees. Her doublet was missing. Her bodice was unbuttoned a few notches at the top, exposing gracious amounts of her breasts to Alexander as she’s bent over.

The young girl notices Alexander’s wondering eyes, she’d slowly and seductively speak, “My eyes are up here, y’know?”

“Hey, come on now, this ain’t funny!” Alexander chided, “I-I can’t be having this happen to me!”

She simply smiled and cooed, “Can’t have what happen to you, huh?” as she slid her hand further up Alexander’s thigh.

He began shaking his head as he felt the blood rushing to his member, “No, no, no.. stop, I don’t want this!” He began hopelessly thrashing his legs about only to be stopped by the ropes every time.

Ellie would look down as her hands travel up, “Oh, you don’t want this..?” She’d softly plant her hands on Alexander’s testicles, “Are you sure? You don’t seem like you don’t want this,” and she’d begin to gently grope at them.

Alexander, being a devout Christian who is betrothed to another, felt the panic set in once again. He couldn’t stand for what was happening! He felt disappointment in himself for allowing his member to grow… ashamed for how good it felt.

“Stop!” Alexander began shouting, “Lemme go!”

Ellie slightly recoiled, and a slight look of dismay struck across her face for a moment. She’d softly shake her head before standing up making a ‘tsk tsk tsk’ sound as she does so.

She’d grab a bundle of rags from the cupboard and turn around to face him.

“Alexander,” she’d speak softly in a sweet tone, “I can’t have you yelling at me like that. I mean… who knows who might hear?” she’d say sarcastically with an exaggerated body movement.

She’d grab Alexander’s jaw to force it open, despite Alexander’s efforts to clench it shut. She’d shove the rag in as a gag to silence Alexander.

Her smile widened, “Now with that noise gone… where were we?”

She’d lean over again with one hand tucked between her legs and the other on Alex’s thigh. She’d walk her fingers up his thighs, and once there was no more thigh to walk her fingers along, she slowly and gently grabbed his penis. She’d look up from it and deep into Alexander’s eyes with a deep look of hot, sexual satisfaction.

Alexander tried speaking but the rag only made it incoherently muffled.

“Now, Alex…” she’d speak softly, “you’re genuinely a good soul. You help those in need, and this world doesn’t have many souls like that.” Her voice would turn more stern than sweet and soft, “but…it’s a dog eat dog world, Alex.” She’d begin to stroke Alexander’s penis faster, harder.

She’d continue to speak over Alexander’s desperate and breathless moans, “my kind has to… how do you humans put it? Eat. A typical huntsman like you would have no knowledge of what I am, but humans tend to call us Succubi, or a Succubus.”

Her voice would tone down back into a soft, seductive, almost moan-like tone, “you’re going to really…and I mean, really enjoy the next twenty-four hours,” she’d continue on with a seductive yet ominous giggle towards the end, “Hopefully, you’re strong enough to make it through… there’s a present at the end if your kind would call it that.”

She’d pull the gag out of Alexander’s mouth with her tucked away hand before gently grabbing the back of his head and bringing in him for a forceful kiss.

The moment Alexander’s lips touched Ellie’s, a feeling of pure and utter bliss spread throughout Alexander’s body. He knew that what was happening is wrong and he had to get out, but the bliss he was experiencing seemed so... easy to give into.

The panicked thoughts slowly begin to fade as the succubus’ venomous saliva works its way through Alexander’s bloodstream. The pure bliss Alexander feels is overwhelming, eclipsing his moral compass. Feelings of him doing wrong fade from thought.

He could feel Ellie pumping away at his member, and with each second passing, he could feel it get more and more sensitive. His pleas, cries, and thoughts for escape dissipate as the succubus works her charms.

Ellie pulled away from Alexander’s lips and began kissing alongside his neck.

For each soft, gentle, and warm pluck of a kiss Ellie gave, Alexander experienced what could only be described as a miniature orgasm. Every kiss sent abysmal euphoria down every nerve ending in the area, shooting straight down to his member, increasing the sensitivity of it.

With each pump of Alexander’s member, Ellie’s DD-cup breasts would jiggle within the confines of her tightly-buttoned bodice.

In just mere minutes, Alexander could feel his testicles winding up and getting ready to spill. A light, almost unnoticeable ache, appeared in the lower areas of his testicles as overwhelming ecstasy exploded from the tip of his penis, sending shockwaves of pure euphoric orgasms throughout his entire body. The shockwaves of pleasure coincide with his heartbeat, and with every pump of the heart, another thick stream of cum would fire out. His body would lightly spasm with each pump of cum.

By the time Alexander had finished, he was heaving in post-orgasmic ecstasy. He could barely keep his eyes open. He looked up to see Ellie, who’s bodice was nearly soaked with cum. On the floor below resided a very small puddle with droplets of semen nearby.

She smirked while crinkling her nose, “That was just a warm up. I haven’t even stripped, yet. Speaking of stripping,” she’d look at her cum soaked clothes.

She’d begin unbuttoning the rest of her bodice before pulling it off.

Just watching her pull the bodice off with her breasts jiggling in accordance had Alexander rock-hard once again in just moments. Down to the undershirt, Alexander notices Ellie’s nipples harshly poking through it as she gently pulls it off. Pulling her shirt up over her breasts released them, allowing gravity take over. Her breasts would gracefully fall and perfectly bounce and jiggle a few moments before returning back to their original shapes.

Her small, hard nipples were a bright pink, which contrasted perfectly with the paleness and smoothness of the rest of her body. Her slightly darker pink areolas circled around her nipples with a perfect circumference compared to the rest of her breast.

She notices Alexander checking her out and smiles. She turns around so her backside is facing Alexander. She slowly takes off her tight fitting cotton trousers to reveal her smooth, bubbly butt. With each shift of the leg, a wavey ripple of jiggle would spill through the fat of her butt. The cotton leggings slid down to her thighs, exposing her beautiful heart-shaped pussy.

It was completely barren of any hairs. Just around the vagina, her skin was slightly more pinker than the rest. Her vagina had a perfectly straight and humble set of lips that kept everything inside right and proper.

She turned back around to face Alexander. She slowly got on her knees, using his legs as support. She’d trace both hands up his legs before both clasp around his penis. She’d bend her head down and gently kiss the head of Alexander’s penis.

Her hands alone felt like a sliver of heaven, but once she kissed the tip of Alexander’s member, it was almost like an orgasm without the actual orgasm.

She began to open her small mouth to stuff the large member inside. She’d insert just the tip into her mouth and would circle it with her tongue while sucking at it.

Alexander began to spasm as if he were cumming already. The intense pleasure coursing throughout every little nerve ending within him left him consistently breathless. Each pass-over of her tongue sent such pleasure throughout Alexander’s body that it would force his stomach muscles to clench, making it more and more difficult to sufficiently breathe.

Ellie didn’t stop there, though. She began to hungrily take the penis further into her mouth, sucking harder, intensifying the pleasure that Alexander was already feeling by tenfold.

At this point, Alexander couldn’t tell if Ellie was drinking his cum out of his penis like a straw or if it was just a consistent, ecstasy-laden orgasm that just didn’t end.

Seemingly hours had gone by of nothing but Ellie sucking Alexander’s throbbing cock dry of his precious seed. Alexander sat there in the chair, gasping for breath, continuously twitching as the light ache in his testicles grew bigger and bigger and the pure and total euphoric bliss gaped at his nerves stronger and stronger with each passing moment.

Eventually, Ellie slowly pulled her head off of Alexander’s member with a loud plop with a final bodily jerk from Alexander. He instantly slumped over with his head hung down, heaving heavily for breath.

Ellie slurped a bit of cum that had dribbled out of her mouth and gasped as she took in a breath of fresh air.

She turned her head to look out the window – the sun had begun to set already. “Woah… time flies when you’re having fun, huh?”

Alexander could only muscle up enough mental power to emit a single agreeing, “Mmphf.”

“Aww, don’t give up now. The real fun has just begun. I’m getting kinda full, just bear with me here.” She’d give off an ominous smile, “I’ll be right back though – I need to get something to drink.” She’d get up off the floor. The only thing she’d put on are shoes, “I’ll be at the well if you need anything.”

Only a few minutes pass, and Alexander already begins to feel the effects of succubi venom withdrawl. His penis begins to heavily ache for being hard for so long and the ache in his testicles intensify so much that the pain begins to draw up his stomach and down his legs.

Suddenly, his eyes would flip open, and his body flays around in an attempt to get away from the pain he feels within. “Ellie? Ellie!” His voice would crack as he’d holler, “Pl-ease come back! I need yo- aghh,” his cries shortened by the waves of pain emitting from his sexual regions.

For a moment, his original self begun to surface in the mind. He needed to fight what was happening to him, and he needed to be strong to survive this night. Grunting in pain instead of yelling, he tried to calm himself and overcome the psychological barriers the succubus had distilled within his psyche.

Alas, Alexander had no time. The door knob jiggled and the door swung open with Ellie standing in it. The outside light casts dim shadows overhead as the sun sets. The day turns into night and the temperature begins to drop.

She’d close the door behind her, still completely nude. Her skin was covered in ghoosebumps. She spoke through chattering teeth, “G-gosh, it is co-o-old out there. Can’t believe there’s no snow on the ground yet.” She rubbed her shoulders with her hands to warm them up. Alexander watched intently as her breasts harshly jiggle between her arms.

Catching himself falling, he adverts his eyes. The pain still throbbing within and a sharp exhale with each painful pump of blood through his member.

Not noticing, Ellie begins to fill the furnace with fuel. She’d step over to Alexander’s cupboard and rummage around for a flint and steel.

“Lotta…interesting stuff in here. Furs, all sorts of tools, there’s even a flintlock in here. Too bad there is no gunpowder here. Not much use for hunting, huh?” she’d toy.

She’d hastily light the furnace, taking a considerably longer time than Alexander took but the fire is eventually set.

She’d advert her attention over to Alexander, she’d be sitting on the floor. Leaned on one hand and sitting on her legs and hips with her knees bent back. Totally in the nude, her breasts would naturally but ever so lightly sag down to her left towards the ground.

“Mmmm, someone’s still hard. You must be waiting for round three, I presume?” she’d smirk.

She’d seductively crawl over. She’d climb up Alexander’s knees and set herself on his lap.

Alexander begins to bite his lip quite harshly, the temptation to give in getting more difficult by the minute.

She’d place his member in-between her thighs and would begin to lightly thrust them up and down. She’d lean forward and would plant a soft, warm, and wet kiss atop of Alexander’s lips.

The temptation overwhelming as the blissful venom seeps in, he finally gives in. The pain in his sexual regions eagerly subside and are quickly replaced with feelings of ecstasy against her incredibly smooth, soft thighs. He’d moan in pleasure as even skin-on-skin contact made everything for Alexander feel better tenfold. Every part she touched on Alexander felt like orgasms shocking throughout his nervous system. Each thrust left him in a heap of jubilation.

Ellie scooted closer towards him. She slowly placed her delicate, soft, and fertile pussy lips alongside the tip of Alexander’s head. Slowly but surely, she began to grind her soaking wet pussy along Alexander’s rock-hard shaft. Her pussy began to drip with her juices, leaving Alexander only wanting more and more.

“P-please, stop… wha- whatever you’re doing to me.. ju-“ Alexander pleaded but was cut off as Ellie placed a hand over his mouth.

“Shshshh, now, Alex. You were just begging for this a few moments ago,” she’d purr. Alexander’s begging only seemed to amp Ellie up more, as she gipped ahold of Alex’s member and started rubbing her clit with his head.

“Ahh,” she’d moan aloud, “you have a really nice cock for a typical huntsman.”

Alexander lost his will to escape once again as he began to give muffled moans of considerable pleasure through Ellie’s clasped hands.

Ellie bit her lip with a light moan as she began to slowly slide the tip of Alexander’s cock inside of her tight cunt.

“Ahhhhh,” Alexander would moan out in considerable ecstasy. As his member pressed further inside of Ellie’s warm and wet cunt, a tsunami of pleasure would coast amongst every tiny nerve ending in Alexander’s body. Almost immediately, he began to spasm in orgasmic-like pleasure.

Ellie eventually takes his eight inches all the way in, sitting there for a moment and feeling his member spasm within her. She’d coyly smile and give off a light, near inaudible moan with each spasm.

For what was just a few moments for Ellie felt like hours of mind melting pleasure for Alexander. After she had set there and gotten used to Alexander was when everything started fading away in pure ecstatic bliss.

It felt as if her pussy began to gently ‘tug’ on his member from the inside without Ellie moving. With each tug was a light squelch sound.

Immediately, Alexander began violently cumming deep within the succubus. Every muscle within him tensed up as every bodily system was flooded with pulsating pleasure. Each tug of Ellie’s vagina forced Alexander’s testicles to ejaculate further, sending an increasingly intense wave of orgasmic pleasure throughout his entire body with each pump of her vagina.

Taking in a few more moments to feel the warmth of Alexander’s cum surge throughout her sexual regions, Ellie would eventually begin to gently thrust her body up and down along his periodically cumming cock.

With each upward movement of Ellie’s body forced Alexander to cum even more as she went up. With each downward movement, she’d thrust harder, forcing Alexander to splurge larger amounts of cum at once. Her pussy tugging and body thrusting worked in synchronization, which allowed her to practically drink the cum out of the huntsman’s testicles. His violent cumming slowing down to a steady flow of cum.

Alexander, who’s vision had gone dark due to the agonizing pleasure, struggled to breath against his increasingly tensing muscles. His mind didn’t worry about it though. All he could focus on was the blissful space of pleasure that his world had become. All he could do was moan and suck in what little air he could.

After hours of gentle thrusting, Ellie had picked up the pace and became more violent with her thrusting. With each downward motion, she could feel Alexander’s cock slam into her cervix, sending cum straight into her uterus. ‘Normally,’ Ellie thought for a moment, ‘that would impregnate a normal human. Good thing cum is my sustenance.’

Alexander wasn’t sure if he was awake anymore, at this point. All he knew was pleasure at the time. He couldn’t feel anything except pleasure.

More hours had passed by. Alexander woke on his bed, tied to the frame. Ellie lied on top of him, resting stomach down with his member still inside of her continuously tugging vagina. Her chin was resting on his chest, her eyes peering into his.

Gently cumming with each tug, a violent piercing ache had quickly swelled within his testicles. His face winced immensely in pain as he cried out.

Ellie gently shushed him with a finger over his lips, “Now,” she spoke softly with a warm smile, “you are a stronger soul than I thought.”

She continued on in her soft tone, “unfortunately-“ she’d pause, gently groping at Alexander’s testicles, “I’ve dried you out. There’s nothing in this sack anymore.”

“…at this point - most men die out, but - you’re different. For my species of succubi, that’s excellent for me. I’m glad to finally be able to make…” she paused for a moment, her eyes darting around as if looking for the right words, “my first offspring.”

Suddenly, she’d sit up in surprise with a dropped jaw and her eyes rolling back. She’d moan in orgasmic-like ecstasy, shaking and shuddering about; her beautiful breasts violently jiggling with each movement.

Alexander – partially lost in pleasure and a mix of pain, would suddenly begin to feel his member and testicles rapidly swell with blood. So much so, it felt as if it were about to burst. He’d yelp in acute pain, before the surge dissipates back into his body traveling along the nerves in his stomach, softening his penis and making it flaccid.

Ellie would loudly moan, struggling to keep balance on top of Alexander’s softening member through the incredible waves of pleasure the succubus was experiencing.

He’d begin to feel an immense pressure around his sexual regions. More pleasurable than painful, he’d moan out in extensive relief as the aching within his testicles quickly dissipate. With a yelp of ecstasy, his member began to feel like what could only be described as a compressing feel.

Quickly following this, he suddenly felt a somewhat painful rippling begin from where his testicles used to be traveling a few inches upwards inside of him. His stomach churned in pain as it gurgled and squished, suddenly getting louder. An immense headache came about as his scalp began to feel like intensely fuzzy static. He looked down, but the succubus mounted and arched over blocked any vision of what was happening.

He’d moan as the headache turned into an intense migraine and as his insides churned about. Every muscle and fiber in his being began to pulsate with pleasure. The venomous succubus blocking the huntsman from thinking straight, he began to feel a rather pleasurable streak of bliss mount across his chest, traveling down to his sexual regions. As the moments pass, the pleasurable streak intensifies. He’d open his eyes to see his dirty-blonde hair covering them. He’d flick his head to move the hair in order look down, and to his surprise, to see two buds rising from his chest to form breasts.

As the succubus continued to orgasm, Alexander continued to change internally and externally.

He’d moan in a mix of pleasure and horror as his breasts only got bigger, forming an elegant set of C cups.

Following this, the physical-changing feelings would begin to subside. The succubus would droop over and roll over, lying next to Alexander as her orgasm comes to an end.

Alexander’s muscles would finally tense down enough to where he could breathe proper. The succubus finally off of Alexander and the venom subsiding, his consciousness slowly begins to return.

He lied there for a few moments with his eyes closed, recollecting everything that had happened. Unsure about it all, he flicked his eyes open and looked down.

Alexander gasped in immense horror as the succubus’ venom completely subsided, opening Alexander’s mind back to a comprehensive reality.

Thinking every which way about it, there was no mistake to be made. Alexander was no longer male. The succubus had stolen what had made him… well, him. He is now a she.

Alexander could not wrap her mind around it, let alone the treatment she’d receive from her family. From everyone. Females in this day and age weren’t allowed to do the things she had previously done when she was male, and the thought terrified her.

What terrified Alexander even more was how horrifically exhausted, hungry, and dehydrated she was. Ellie seemed to be resting soundly with her back facing Alexander.

Alexander struggled at her bounds, but her exhaustion rendered it pointless. She could barely keep her eyes open, and before she even knew, she was out.

She listened to the calming sounds of the trees swaying within the leaves and the birds singing to each other; the sounds of gumballs and acorns falling from trees and gently thudding against the roof of the cabin as her mind slowly surfaced from the deep slumber.

She swallowed, hoping to gather anything from her dry mouth.

Slowly opening her eyes, she looked around, violently hoping that the previous day was just a horrific dream.

To Alexander’s despair; though, she still had breasts. She looked over to see the succubus missing; however. He looked over to the bedside table to see a handwritten note. Too far away to read, she tugged at one of her bounds. To her surprise, it easily came loose.



She tugged at the right bound to no avail, and began untying it with her free hand. She reached down and began untying her legs.

In doing so, she inspected her newly-structured body. From what Alexander could see, she had a nice body.

Alexander at 5’6 now had long-flowing, dirty-blonde hair. Her eyes had gone from a steely grey to a dark piercing blue. As she got up to move around, her luscious and tightly-packed D cups swayed with each of her movements. Her body was no longer as muscular and her skin felt fatty; yet, incredibly smooth and hairless as opposed to her original self. Her backside was luscious and while not as bubbly as Ellie’s, it was quite fatty and slightly overlapped her thighs. Her cheekbone, cheeks, jawbone, and jawline thinned out as it went towards her chin opposed to her original, more boxed face.

She violently ripped away from the bed and covered herself with the blankets. Ignoring the note, she ran outside and made a B-line straight for the well.

The early morning air was chilling to the bone, and the blanket had not provided much use. Alexander’s only thought was to quench her thirst.

Arriving at the well, she quickly gathered some water and violently gulped it down. As she drank, the cold air forced goosebumps to swell across her body and her nipples to perk.

Alexander shuddered with each feeling. Not being used to having breasts, she could feel her nipples harden and swell with blood. It sent a spark of electrical arousal down her stomach and into her sexual regions, but the cold quickly forced the emotions away.

After quenching her thirst, Alexander wearily trudged back to her cabin.

Before heading back inside, she spread the blanket open to urinate. With a heavy amount of surprisal and a heart-dropping panic, she felt the urine travel down her legs opposed to the steady outward stream she was expecting. She immediately stopped urinating, which was surprisingly easier to do.

With her heart dropping into her stomach, she tossed the blanket to the ground. She grabbed ahold of her breasts for the first time to move them out of the way, jiggling as they do so, to get a proper view of her sexual regions. She shuddered with surprised as she groped at them, at how good they felt to be touched.

With a dropped jaw, she’d stare at the mound where her penis used to reside. Letting loose of a breast to watch it jiggle back to its natural shape to inspect her new sexual regions, she’d move her head slightly to view past the dropped breast.

She’d slowly trace her hand down her stomach, and over her mound. Quickly she began to feel butterflies rise up her stomach as the blood systems within find the new pathways from what used to be Alexander’s penis to her new pussy. An immense wave of arousal rushes over Alexander as she experiences what can only be described as a phantom penis. Instead of blood flowing and filling up a penis, blood now only fills up the tiny bead that is now her clitoris. The immensely new and strange feeling was incredibly arousing.

She explored further with her hands. She’d thrust her hips out gently to get a better view of her new sexual regions. She could just see the front of her pussy over her breasts and mound, and it was quite a beautiful site to her. She gently spread her pussy lips, feeling a light wave of pleasure flow up her body into her chest in doing so. She’d randomly finger the area, not really experienced with female anatomy. Suddenly, a flick of immense and surprising pleasure lashes throughout her body, forcing her knees to buckle and causing her to drop to the ground.

Her breasts would jiggle as she drops. She’d clutch her pussy with one hand while using the other to stay up. She’d breathe heavily from the sudden jolt of intense pleasure that shocked throughout her entire body.

Two needs began to build within her. Two sexual desires, and one couldn’t be fulfilled. One feels like an emptiness deep down with an ever growing urge to fill it. The other unfulfillable desire is to be able to feel her own cock enter another vagina once again; specifically, her betrothed.

Suddenly, her arousal wiped away and was replaced with a sudden strike of fear.

She grabbed the blanket and went inside. Paleness struck Alexander’s body. She quickly sat down on the chair she was tied to the previous night and began hyperventilating – she felt as if she were going to faint.

Alexander sat alone and pondered for a long while. Would her family even recognize her? Her friends? Colleagues? The love of her life?

Her stomach rumbles, cutting her off mid-thought.

She grabbed her stomach with a moan. Waiting a few moments to recollect herself, she’d wearily stand and would make her way to the stew that was still setting. She’d prepare herself a bowl and begin to eat the cold and stale left-overs.

Wiping her mouth clean with her arm, she’d prepare herself another bowl and hungrily feast upon it. Her stomach felt full, but at the same time, she still felt… hungry.

She’d pour all that’s left of the stew into one bowl and would begin to eat it, but half-way through, her stomach began to horribly ache as if she had overeaten. Somehow; though, she was still hungry. Frustrating, at first. The more she thought about it, the quicker her heart raced.

Suddenly, the bowl would drop from her hand and clatter amongst the floor. A mess of stew would puddle around Alexander’s feet. “My first offspring” boomed in her head as her heart began to violently race. She stumbled for a moment as her head became increasingly lighter. She’d fall down to a squat, then to her knees, followed by lying over on the side of the floor. Only then, she realized what it is she was truly hungering for.

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