Futabus Smut Ch. 01-04

The Time I Accidentally Summoned The Wrong Demon

Author's Note: Hello! Thank you for reading my story, before you continue I must warn you this is my first attempt at long form storytelling. So if the formatting isn't completely polished or if the dialogue is a bit stiff sometimes, I'm sorry. I wrote this story on a whim when I had one sexual fantasy about it and couldn't get it out of my head.

That being said, if you have any advice, compliments, insults, questions, concerns leave a comment and I'll be happy to read it.

Chapter 1 - The Summoning

I was a loser. Hardcore. I didn't go out, I didn't play sports, I wasn't even in a club or something. I have made choices that led me down a path of perpetual loneliness. I'm not even a decent looking guy by any means. I mean, I have a visible belly and man-boobs, I don't have any definition in my arms or legs, and my facial hair is scraggly and barely visible anywhere aside from my sideburns. Personality? Hah! Don't make me laugh, unless you count video games, fantasy novels and pornography a personality, I didn't have one. I was too cowardly to approach a woman, let alone talk to her, and I was too broke to afford a prostitute. That is if I knew where to find one in my town. So plain and simple, I was an ugly, loser virgin, who hated his major, hated his body, and hated his life. Pills and therapy didn't help, I've had 7 different medications I was on for two maybe three years now.

I was tired of it, the loneliness, the depression, the low self-esteem. So I did what most people would do in this situation, I looked at the occult. I found a sort of "How-To Guide" to summon demons. I bought all the seance equipment: candles, chalk, a ritual blade, you know... the basics.

I flipped through the pages to find my first demonic visitor. I intended to contact multiple, but that isn't how this story played out. My eagerness and lust searched through the pages looking for a particular demon, a Succubus. After my impatient skimming led to nothing, I consulted the index. Finding the page, I ignored all the warnings and flavor text and read the summoning instructions.

First I carefully copied the circle outlined in the pages, ensuring I didn't miss a single line of the interior sigil. Then around the circle I placed seven candles evenly spaced apart, speaking the incantations as I lit them. Then, using the ritual blade I pierced my flesh. Let the thick crimson liquid spill onto the steel, then let it drip into the circle below. The pain was quick, only stinging as cold air brushed my now open wound. I continued the Incantations in my book. I felt the anxiety, the anticipation, of this moment. Was I doing the right thing? It didn't matter anymore, I was already in too deep. I had to commit now, because now, I was finally going to let my biggest insecurity go. And with a hot demoness to boot! How could I not feel elated at this moment?

I finished the incantation, as my blood ran down my hand and off my fingertips. I awaited, silently, for my prize.

...

A few minutes had passed, and I repeated the incantation once more. This time with more passion, and a little worry, in my voice.

Nothing

There was nothing, I stood from my kneeled position and moved to leave the room to grab a cloth and some cleaning spray. I grabbed the book and tucked it under my arm.

"Great" I thought, "There's 250 dollars down the damn drain."

I approached the door, and right as my bloodied hand grazed the doorknob. The candles' orange flames turned a light purple, to my ignorance.

A blinding light flashed behind me and a loud, "FWOOOSSSHH!" echoed in my bedroom. I whipped my head around so quickly that had my body not followed, I would have died then and there. Maybe I did, because when then the pillar of lavender flame fell and extinguished, there I saw her, a towering demoness with lemon yellow skin, and smooth, long, flowing dark hair that shined violet in the light. Two long curved horns protruded from the top of her forehead, her bangs just covering the bottom half of them. Her face was truly unmatched, she had a smooth face, a semi-noticeable jawline, and her nose was slender with a slight hook. Her eyelids were shadowed in a color matching her hair, and her thick lips were lined and colored in a more noticeable purple color, like that of a violet flower. Her eyes, oh sweet lord her eyes, were these pools black ichor each with a shining, white star acting as the pupil. As my eyes looked down I saw she wore a loose, silky robe adorned her body, flowing effortlessly over her curves. From her out line I saw her breasts were massive, heavy sacks of sexual appeal. She was a, for lack of a nicer term, chubby woman, but that only drew me in more.

It was only then I realized I had been slowly approaching her, her gaze fixated on me. She looked at me with intrigue, smirking slightly on her right side. Her voice was low, sultry and seductive, and it sent shivers up my spine and a little bloodflow to my penis.

"Greetings, young one, to what do I owe the pleasure of gracing your presence tonight?"

I felt a lump in my throat and a dryness in my mouth, I was speechless. Quickly I recomposed myself.

"I called upon you demoness to fulfil my desires and crush my aching loneliness." I said, a sort of false bravado that faltered close to the end of my statement. She found my response amusing. She hovered her fingertips over her mouth as she gave a slight giggle. Smiling she replied,

"Very well human, how shall you intend to use me?" She pulled on the loose ends of the knot that tied her robe together, revealing her lewd, luscious body to me. Her exposed breast jiggled and wobbled as she moved like a snake, slowly going side to side. Her perked nipples were a darker shade of yellow, one could almost mistake it for a dim shade of green. I looked downward again and saw her belly, moving not as fluid as her breasts, but still I could see the recoil as she rocked her body at me. Looking a little further I could see her pubic hair, trimmed and clean. That same dark coloration in a small triangle right above her cock.

Wait...

HER WHAT?!?!

I looked at the swinging length in utter disbelief, it was bigger than mine by far. I mean I was 6 inches on my best day, but she almost doubled that. I quickly consulted the book, flipping to the summoning page I was on. There it was in big curvy letters on the top of the left page: Futabus. I turned back a page and there were my coveted Succubus instructions. The towering futa walked over to me and caressed my face gently.

"Not what you were expecting?"

"No, well yes, but.." I couldn't find the right words if they had given me a map and a glowing neon sign to their location. The demoness bowed down and kissed my forehead,

"It is alright, most first-time summoners always skip a page, especially if they're so..."

She grabbed my crotch,

"Horny."

I was fully erect, in fact I was harder in that moment than I had ever been in my life. She continued to paw at my erection, rubbing the outside of my pajama bottoms as if to make me cum right then. She stopped suddenly, and began to walk to my bed. She sat down, her weight caving in the memory foam, and making the metal frame squeak.

"I don't know what to do now, I don't want to send you away and I most certainly don't want to perform another ritual tonight." I said a sigh of defeat passed my lips.

"If that's all," She started, "then maybe you don't have to do either."

She reclined, her breasts falling to one side, she reached for her flaccid penis and lifted onto her stomach, letting it fall with a heavy "SMACK!" She also lifted her round testicles, revealing her second set of lips.

"I function just as well as any of those basic sluts, I'm just the premium package with extra features."

With a kiss and beckoning motion she guided me toward her. I let the book fall out of my hands and onto the ground. I approached her, our faces so close together. I stared deep into her eyes, and saw for myself the beauty of a star in a void, only to be outnumbered by smaller less attractive stars. Together our eyes closed and we collided our mouths for a passionate kiss. Feeling inside her mouth with my tongue was an experience. Letting it explore, feeling the tips of her sharp fangs, savoring the taste of her saliva. It was sweet, with a slight burn, like eating a really powerful mint candy. I could feel her doing the same, measuring the inside of my mouth, and enjoying my flavor. We almost didn't want to pull away, or at least I didn't, this was the greatest feeling I had ever felt in my life. To think our evening was just beginning.

Chapter 2 - The Name

After our passionate kiss had finally met its end, we pulled away and saw the look in each other's faces. I am unsure of what my expression was at the time but if it at all reflected what I was feeling, I'm certain I had a big, goofy, lovestruck grin on my reddened face.

Her expression was most intriguing though, she looked surprised, then shifted to that seductive gaze that had reeled me over to my bed in the first place.

Surprised? Has no one shown her a passionate kiss like that before? Maybe it was the duration? Whatever it was I had little time to ask before she spoke again,

"Impressive," her voice once again sent shivers through my body. "No one has made me feel that good with just a kiss. You must be something special."

"I suppose I am." I would've agreed with anything she said in that moment, to me that was the most love I had felt in years.

We laid on the bed, staring at each other for a while. She broke the silence,

"I guess if we are to continue our deal, we won't be needing these."

She snapped her fingers and like magic our clothes disappeared, I looked around and saw they had been left neatly folded in two individual piles, one for my clothes and one for her silken robe, on top of my desk on the other side of the room. The demoness gently returned my gaze to her, as she grabbed my erect penis. Noting the small size in her hand, she let out a quizzical "hmm." She released it and snapped her fingers again. Within seconds I felt a sensation within my crotch region. It felt like a balloon was inflating just behind the shaft, and then I felt more blood rush to fill my penis. An audible pumping noise could be heard as I grew in girth and length. The end result was a much more respectable nine and a half inches, and the circumference of a plastic water bottle.

"There we are. Now you're even more impressive." grabbing my newly increased length, "Now let's see what we can do with this."

She started lightly stroking me, from tip to head. Her hand was so soft, it felt like getting worked by a cloud. I noticed as she was giving me a handjob, her length began to rise as well. I moved to be close to her, to her sudden surprise. I laid our cocks next to each other and leaned in for another kiss. Pulling away I made it clear,

"I want us to stroke each other while we make out."

She reached for me and I reached for her, and our mouths made contact once more. I could barely wrap my hand around her, I gripped lightly and began stroking her up and down as she did me but down to up. A quick second of realization hit me, the coloration of her dick was certainly weird. It looked like I was working one of those extra large dildos at the sex shop down the road. It got me thinking however, how would it feel to put my mouth on it? How would it feel in my ass? I found the idea erotic, and felt myself grow even harder at the thought of it. We spent a few minutes at this, eventually we were beating each other off so hard and fast it broke up our kiss. The mutual masturbation had us both looking to heaven, as if anyone there would even notice or care. I felt the precum leaking out, small little droplets that lubricated our efforts making each other slick. It felt warm, warmer than anything I've used before on myself, and her cock was aching for release. I felt it twitching, she was close. I stirred up my efforts and as we reached that euphoria, I closed the gap between us once more kissing her like we hadn't just spent the last few minutes doing exactly that.

Warm ropes splurted out in between our bodies, our loads mixing and becoming indistinguishable from each other. I could feel her pull me close, her boobs and belly squishing against mine. The sticky, hot mess between us remained there as we kept making out. She put her hands on my face to keep me there, but I didn't want to leave. Once we separated again she let her violet tongue hang out off her mouth, her cheeks blushing an adorable orange-ish color. I think we just held each other there for a moment, embracing in the debaucherous sins we had committed.

I dozed off, but woke up only minutes later to see her in the summoning circle again. I leapt off of the bed and wrapped my arms around her leg

"WAIT!" I shouted as if my life depended on it. "Please, don't leave yet. I have yet to explore all of you."

As I begged and pleaded for her to stay she picked me up and held me close as my arms closed diagonally across her torso, my face fully enveloped in her breasts.

"Eager little mortal, aren't you? You assume too quickly, my dear." She said laying me gently on my bed.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I was grabbing something for us both. If we wish to feel like that again we'll need more than your short supply of cup noodles and half empty case of Mtn Dew."

"Oh?" Her statement made me wonder what she was grabbing through the summoning circle. She gently stroked the hair out of my face and gave me a peck on the cheek as she turned around and returned to the circle. She whispered incantations in a language unknown to me, and all of a sudden the purple flames on the candles stretched and flowed to an unoccupied place on my floor. The flames dissipated and returned to their wax homes, and what remained in that space was a bulk sized pack of Gatorade and a brown paper bag with indistinct writing on it.

Using one of her long violet fingernails she cut open the package of gatorade and tossed me one.

"Drink up! Hydration is key if we want to enjoy ourselves"

"What's that?" I said pointing to the paper bag she looked at what I was pointing at and said

"Food."

She grabbed another Gatorade and picked up the paper bag. She hurled herself onto my bed, tearing open the bag and grabbing 2 cheeseburgers wrapped in paper and handing them to me.

"Here, semen restores faster if you eat."

"Is that true?" I said unwrapping my first burger.

"Dunno, sounds like it though. Right?"

I shrugged and dug into my burger, and after the first bite I realized something...

I DON'T EVEN KNOW HER NAME!

I swallowed my bite and took a quick swig of my blue gatorade. I cleared my throat and asked. She looked at me in absolute confusion, like I was the crazy one and not the 6'3" lemon yellow demoness laying perpendicular on my bed eating a burger.

"I beg your pardon, mortal?"

"Jake."

"What?"

"You may call me Jake, and what do I call you? I feel like "Demoness" is a little... dehumanizing."

"I am not human."

"It would still be nice to have something to address you by. You know, like a name?"

The Demoness pondered this question, I don't think she had a name or if she did it would be impossible for me to pronounce. She looked up at me and looked into my face.

"What would you like to call me?"

"Many things but I don't think we've reached that stage of the night, Darlin'."

"Darlin'?"

"Darling, it's a term of endearment, though I suppose someone could be named Darlin' if they wanted to be."

Her eyes sparkled at "endearment", and I guess that's when I started addressing her as such. We finished off our burger and polished 2 more gatorades each. I opened my mouth to continue the conversation, but it was back to business with Darling. She crawled over me, meeting my gaze,

"So, Jake, where did we leave off?"

Chapter 3 - The Best Night Ever

As I laid reclined on my bed and Darling above me, I felt the blood rush to my crotch again. It was only then I remembered we were still in the nude. I felt the tip of my rising erection brush her thigh, and she did too. Sliding backward, and raising her rear into the air, her tail waving in the air like a dog. She met with my stiffness once more. She delicately wrapped her fingers around it, the brush of air from her exhale made me shiver all over.

"I think this is a great start." I answered her previous question. She slid her hand up and down my shaft, taking great care to ease me into this next bit. She opened her mouth wide, sticking her forked tongue out for me to see again. Licking the shaft caused me to twitch, she continued licking up my length, like one would lick at a soft serve ice cream cone. Her tongue's texture was nothing like I'd felt before, which isn't saying a lot given this is my first time for everything, but I assume the normal human tongue shouldn't feel like a moistened loofa. That's the best that I could describe what this feeling was. Even so it didn't feel bad, matter of fact it felt pretty good. She saw the pleasure visible on my face, not like I was making any attempt to hide it, she then patted her moist loofa-textured tongue with my stiff erection. Still stroking the shaft, she went down on the head. Licking and sucking at it, occasionally flicking her tongue across the tip to get a rise out of me. I felt a bead of precum leak from my tip, and one can only imagine how fast she licked it off. Placing her hands on the sides of my body for support she then took my full length. Her ass was raised higher in the air, and I got a better look at her tail. It was thin and had a barbed arrowhead tip. She was moving her hips side to side as she sucked on my, in her words: "Delicious", cock. Her tail was moving in a slight delay with her ass, as she swung left the tip of her tail had just reached the right and vice versa. As I looked at her she gave me a wink as she went down, a sign that this was all a show just for me. She sucked a little harder as she came up once more, leaving a satisfying "Pop!" as she removed her mouth from me. She stroked me at the same medium pace she was going at, when she asked

"Jake, wanna see something cool?"

I was silent, but nodded with vigor. She kissed my length up and down leaving cute little kissy marks all over me, she even gave each of my testicles a smooch. She opened her mouth again and took me all at once. I felt her tongue licking my tip again and I felt the pulsing strokes of her mouth again but when I looked at her, her head was stationary, not moving an inch. She then pulled her head back to reveal her tongue was doing the work this time. Coiled around me like a snake, the forked tip of it was even licking at my balls. Seeing my shocked reaction she quickly unwound her tongue.

"Sorry, that may have been a little much." She blushed again and scratched the back of her hair. It was odd seeing her act so weird about sex things. I was quick to respond, at least to make an attempt to ease her worries.

"No. No no, it's fine Darling, just got caught a little off guard is all." I brought my right hand to her face, caressing her cheek.

"Besides, it felt really good," I said, bringing my hand up to brush her hair out of her face. "And it was really sexy." She smiled at me again, and wrapped my dick in her tongue as she continued to pleasure me in her unique way. Her seductive look came back and she stroked me faster and faster. I could feel it coming, my second orgasm, and she knew it. Putting her whole mouth on it again she placed my hand at the back of her head and signaled me to start humping her face. I complied, lifting my hips upward on tempo with her speed. I heard her making gagging noises, purely auditory stimulation. I was almost certain of it. I felt the pure bliss of the moment for roughly three seconds, awaiting the rush of hot white cum to flow beyond her perfect lips and directly into her sultry throat. As it came through she shoved her mouth and my hips down onto the bed, wanting to swallow my load. However she quickly realized her hubris and lifted her head off. Reclining away from me as to let the last few ropes of cum shoot onto her face and chest. She swallowed what she fit into her mouth and expressed a loud yet satisfied "Aaah," letting her tongue, at its full length, flop out of her mouth. In moments the white mess I had made seemed to have just faded away.