Lewd Futanari Succubus

Synopsis: An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has "near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation". He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, Lots of Depravity, etc.

While Remi sobbed and whimpered in Mary's lap with her cock clamped tight by the princess who completely held down her slave from behind, Mary considered her proposal.

"Anything," the princess said with a sigh as she looked past Remi's head and sighed. "A certain somebody once told me that a human's mind has great power over the body... Let's see... If you want me to keep you and indulge your selfish desires from time to time, then suck yourself off right now!"

Remi didn't need to be told twice. She bent straight down to her cock and reached with her tongue toward her swollen piece of meat.

"Not just some weak-ass licking, thought!" Mary specified. "A real fucking blowjob! Suck it like it's the last blowjob of your life, or else it might just become one!"

"Uueeaaa!?" Remi couldn't even manage a coherent response. In desperation she reached lower and lower, nearly bending in two, but could only barely touch the very tip of her cock with her lips.

"If you don't do it properly you won't be able to catch all of the cum when that swollen thing finally bursts!" Mary said. "And as with any good blowjob, you must catch and swallow the load in its entirety. All. Of. It. If you fail to catch and swallow even a single drop, I won't even listen to your pathetic pleas anymore!"

Remi reached more and more to her cock. Her back hurt, her neck hurt. But she had to go lower. She had so suck herself off. It was no longer a simple matter of pleasure. It was a matter of survival. Survival as a girl with a cock. A cockgirl. A dickgirl.

"Come on! Is that all you got?" Mary laughed. "Do you need a little help!?"

After saying that, Mary lifted Remi's ass and then slammed it down on her cock, hard from making fun of the poor thing. Remi moaned aloud, but the sudden rough assault on her ass did little to help in her self-sucking task. It even hurt it a little as Remi lost a good angle that was working. Not that the princess cared in the least.

"Giving up already?" Mary asked. "Is this all that the shit you have for willpower amounts to?"

"No! Not yet!" Remi whimpered and bent toward her cock yet again. Her lips lightly touched her cock again.

"No, no, you're just back to where you were," Mary shook her head. "Power of mind over body, remember? Haha!"

Remi tried her darndest, but she did not feel any of this "mind over body" that the princess was talking about.

"I hope you don't think you'll be able to catch it all if you just barely get it in your mouth," Mary said. "With the length of this edging, I wouldn't be surprised if your cock burst apart from the pressure you built up. That cum geyser is bound to be strong enough to knock a horse off its feet! If you don't take your cock deep in your mouth, you'll end up with a gallon of cum in your lap and your life as a dickgirl will be over!"

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!Remi's very soul cried out and the girl went lower, deeper and managed to get the head of her cock in her mouth. But as good as feeling her cock in her mouth felt, she couldn't afford to stimulate it too much. Remi wanted to. She wanted to lick the head of her cock all over! The warmth of her moist mouth felt amazing. But she couldn't. If she came now, she might have let some cum leak from her mouth by accident. Then all her work would be for naught.

Not enough,Remi thought as she bent over even more.Not nearly enough!Remi sucked in her cock like a vacuum, practically pulling herself toward her cock with the power of her suction mouth.If I go just this deep, I might miss a drop! I will not! I WILL NOT! I. WILL. SUCK!

"Bwahaha, look at you go!" Mary laughed as she watched Remi suck herself off, taking her cock deeper and deeper, even starting some light head twirling with each motion up and down. "You might have some potential after all, hnn~!"

Remi no longer even heard the princess. She sucked more and more, lower and lower, deeper and deeper. The deeper she took herself in her mouth, the secured she felt, the better she felt. And as Remi felt more and more sure that she'd be able to catch all of her cum in her mouth and swallow it to the last drop, Remi's anxiety dropped, and the pleasure increased exponentially.

And as Remi sucked herself off with increasing expertise, Mary started fucking the self-sucking girl's ass harder and harder. Was it the berating and humiliating that aroused the princess so much? Or was it seeing another girl lose her mind to cock that made the princess feel better? Whatever it was, the princess felt her orgasm build quickly. And as her orgasm approached, Mary wanted to cum in that tight ass at the same time as Remi drowned herself with cum.

"Yeah! That's it! Take it deep and cum down your throat!" Mary screamed as she put her hand behind Remi's neck and pushed hard down, bending the girl even more toward her cock, pushing her deeper down on her throbbing rod while slamming up that tight, stuffed ass. "The moment of truth, cock-slut! Blow your load up your mouth and swallow it all!"

As Mary started trembling with sublime pre-orgasm spasms, she let go of Remi's cock and used that freed up hand to push Remi even lower and harder on her cock, impaling both Remi's ass and mouth as she felt her cock pulsate with life-bringing cum.

"Take it all!!!!" Mary screamed and unleashed thick ropes of cum up Remi's ass just as Remi's cock finally erupted.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM" Remi moaned with a mouth full of hot, pulsating cock. Her mind went stupid from the mix of pain, pleasure, humiliation, and ecstasy, and that's when she felt a thick, powerful jet of cum slam into the back of her throat.

Remi all but gagged on the spot, but that was not an option. As she came hard with her ass and cock, Remi took it all. All of the cum. All of the cum in her ass. All of the cum in her mouth and throat. Remi swallowed as fast as she could to keep up with the unending supply of fresh, salty protein while her bowels were creamed by her new master.

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"Y-your Highness! P-please, this is a restricted area!" shouting came from down the hall. Remi recognized the voice as belonging to one of the guards, Richard.

"We... We can't allow you to go further!" another trembling voice called out, Charlie, if Remi wasn't mistaken.

"You can't?" a certain female voice asked, amused.

"T-the Captain will have our heads," Richard attempted to explain.

"And what do you think will happen if you attempt to stop me? At the very least, if you remove yourselves from my sight, you'll get to live a few hours longer, hehe."

"Ugh..."

"P-please, princess--"

"No! Either shut up and get out of my way or stand your ground."

Neither Richard nor Charlie uttered another word. Not even twenty seconds later, a door opened and certain princess in a gothic black dress and with a big feathered top hat slowly walked through it.

An unwelcoming, dimly lit room with uneven stone walls, a scratched wooden table, a few chairs, and some damaged crates with supplies. Opposite to the door through which the gothic princess entered were the many thick vertical metal bars that isolated the solitary cell for which this room acted as a guard post, with one guard on duty.

The princess looked at the guard from head to feet. Sitting on one of the chairs, barely dressed, her hazel hair a mess, sweaty from either fear or exhaustion. The guard's eyes were red as if she just spent the last hour crying her heart out. All in all, the guard looked like she'd belong in the S.E.C.R.E.T. District rather than guarding anyone of importance.

"One prisoner, one guard," the princess said as walked forth, straight toward the cell where another girl laid on a bed of straws. "Do they think so little of your abilities, little sister?"

"Samira..." Mary said her sister's name and sat up on her so-called "bed".

"Oh, you certainly have looked better," Samira said when she saw Mary a little closer, and the "dress" that the princess was given. Though it wasn't just the potato bag dress that caught Samira's eyes. "Does it really get that hot in here?"

"Only for those of us that have a beating heart," Mary replied.

"Ha! That's rich coming from the 'Bloody Mary'," Samira laughed a little. "Where's the armor you stole?"

"Not stolen--a birthday gift," Mary said.

"A gift? From whom?"

"From me, obviously. It's not like any of my dear sisters would be so caring."

"Weren't you the one that did her utmost to avoid your entire family for over a month on your last birthday? Mother was very sad."

"Good."

"Oooh, what tough little rebel!" Samira laughed. "Stealing from the royal treasury, fucking and killing, but hiding behind your family name whenever its convenient."

"I have so many role models to be inspired by," Mary remarked without even a hint of a smile.

"Speaking of birthdays, Melody's is coming up. Mother is hoping you'll be there too."

"Pass."

"I don't think it was a request."

"Pass."

"If I cut your arms and legs off and dragged just your useless torso back to the castle, I don't think mother would mind."

"..."

"What you did in the Forge was a new level of stupid, even for you," Samira said, her smile disappearing in an instant.

"I was bored," Mary shrugged. "Who cares if I killed a few nobodies that were there to be killed anyway."

"Don't play dumb! I'm talking about your 'experiments'. Even though I warned you before, you still... No, you know what? This is fine!"

"What?"

"You heard me," a smile returned to Samira's lips and grew wider. "Stay here! It looks like you even managed to make a friend here already."

"E-eh?" a short sound escaped Remi's lips.

"I'll talk to the captain about extending your stay in this lovely little place," Samira continued, ignoring the guard behind her.

"You have no right!" Mary jumped up. "I'm the Sixth Princess! I'm free to go wherever I please!"

"Is that so?" Samira asked and dark mist spread around her.

Out of that mist a black skeleton materialized. It grabbed one of the vertical metal bars and squeezed through the gap between the bars. Its skull squeezed and deformed into a long, narrow shape and did not return to normal even after it entered Mary's cell, armed with a long rusty dadao sword.

"So, Sixth Princess, which limb shall we remove first?" Samira asked.

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"Very funny," Mary said as the dark skeletal warrior slowly, menacingly approached her.

"Who's laughing?" Samira asked.

"I'll just turn your toy into a bunch of toothpicks, so let's not waste each other's time," Mary said not moving from the spot she stood, though visibly tense.

"Yes, that's true. For the first ten, maybe," Samira said as the skeletal warrior took another step toward Mary. "But you seem to have misplaced the armor you stole, and we both know you don't have that much stamina for anything outside of bedroom."

"And we both know that you wouldn't dare do something like this!" Mary raised her voice, her voice trembling a little as she backed away from the skeleton. However, there was very little room for maneuvering.

"Oh, now you're just daring me!" Samira said. "Shall we start with the legs?"

"H-hold on a minute, you can't do that!" Remi shouted as she jumped to her feet.

"Woah there, lover girl!" Samira turned around and another dark skeleton jumped out of the shadows straight at Remi, stopping just short of slicing her neck with a dadao blade of its own.

"U-ugh," Remi froze up in cold sweat, afraid to move even an inch as she felt the uneven edge of the blade hook into the thin skin of her neck.

"Now, where were we?" Samira asked as she turned to her unarmed little sister, cornered behind the bars by the other dark, misty skeleton.

"What is the meaning of this!?" Captain Flavna bellowed as she stormed into the room, followed by Gamesh and two more Purple Cape guards.

"Oh, Captain! I was just about to go see you," Samira smiled as she looked down at the angry young captain who was by far the shortest of all present in the room.

"Is that so? Did you get lost on your way?" Flavna asked.

"No, no, I just wanted to have a quick chat with my sweet little sister."

"It looks like the conversation took a sour turn," Gamesh noted.

"Just some long-overdue disciplining," Samira smiled as she threw a glance at Mary.

"Whatever sibling quarrels you might have, I cannot tolerate you holding a blade against one of my soldiers," Flavna said.

"Oh, I understand," Samira said, snapped her fingers and the skeleton pulled its blade back, leaving a shallow cut on Remi's neck. "I was considering beheading the girl, but then I decided to leave that up to her superior."

"You already killed two of my men," Flavna said, not nearly as amused as Samira appeared to be.

"Yes, in hindsight they might now have deserved it, but I don't go back on my word, so..."

Samira grabbed one of the vertical metal bars of Mary's cell and pulled on it. The barred door didn't budge. She then turned her attention back to Remi and asked, "What's your name, lover girl?"

Remi didn't answer.

Samira stared the girl down and said, "Yes, I'm talking to you. Don't make me ask twice."

"R-Remi."

"Remi, be a dear and open it up," Samira said.

"I cannot!"

"What you 'cannot' is hold a member of the royal family behind bars unless she wishes for it to be so," Samira said. "Come on now, your captain won't stop you."

Remi looked at Flavna. Her captain looked straight back into Remi's eyes. Flavna then quickly glanced at Remi, top to bottom, and within a second took a step forward.

"C-captain-GHURHK!!" Remi retched and fell to her knees after a sudden, merciless punch straight to her stomach.

Flavna stood over the hurting, sobbing Remi as the girl held her arms on her stomach in pain, not even strong enough to wipe the gooey liquid that trickled down from her mouth.

"Arrest her and get her out of my sight," Flavna said with utter disgust.

The two guards--shocked at first--snapped to action and rushed to Remi. Unceremoniously and without a single word, the two men pulled Remi up by her arms and all but carried the sobbing girl out of the room, leaving just the captains, two princesses, and two armed skeletons.

Flavna then stared down Mary.

"Sis, be a dear and return the keys to the nice captain," Samira said, finding the whole situation quite funny.

Mary hesitated for a moment but not seeing many options she got down to her straw bed, sunk her hand inside, and pulled out the keychain she hid within. The skeletal warrior followed the princess with its hollow eyes as she walked toward the barred door and reached with her arm through the gap between the bars, holding out the keys.

Samira snatched the keychain, offered it to Flavna, and said, "I'm so sorry for all the trouble my sister caused. Believe it or not, this is my cute little sister on her good behavior. I would have expected to find that poor girl gutted and bled dry."

"I wonder where she gets it from," Flavna said and took the keys from Samira.

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"What will you do with that lover girl?" Samira asked Captain Flavna.

"Cabin in the Woods," Flavna said flatly.

"Oh, what a pity," Samira frowned disingenuously. "You'll leave Mary will be absolutely heartbroken, isn't that right, sis?"

"Flavna has more of those upstairs," Mary shrugged and sat down on her so-called bed under the watchful gaze of the eyeless skeleton.

"I think I'll keep my two friends here for the time being," Samira said. "At least, until the nice captain finds suitable replacements."

"How very thoughtful of you," Flavna said.

"The cooperation between the Crown and the Purple Capes is what has kept this city standing, is it not?" Samira asked but did not wait for an answer. "But now that I've confirmed that my little sister is unharmed and in good health, I'd like to have a word with you. Since you've so kindly saved me the trip to that gloomy fortress of yours."

"It may be 'gloomy' to some, but at least it hasn't been ransacked under the nose of its master," Flavna said.

"It was funny to watch fools show their true loyalties for trinkets and décor that now hold less value than a loaf of bread," Samira replied with a smile.

"This way," Flavna gestured to the door out of the room and Samira walked away from the cell.

"Wait, you can't be seriously thinking of leaving me here!" Mary called out to her sister when it became clear she was leaving her behind.

"I won't have the same conversation twice," Samira said. "Reflect on your behavior while I talk to the nice captain."

As Samira walked out of the room, more dark mist spread down her waist and legs, and spread across the floor. From that mist ten more skeletal warriors rose up to a height of six feet. With see-through ribcages and barely any tissue or muscles on their bodies, just enough to connect some of their joints, but not nearly enough to prevent their collapse had they not been propped up by magic.

Some of these warriors were armed with bows and arrows instead of bladed weapons. They nocked their arrows as soon as they took full shape and aimed straight at Mary. After that not one of the skeletal warriors moved so much as single bone. All their attention was focused solely on the imprisoned princess even as the two captains walked past them. Once the door closed, Mary was left in the cell under the guard of twelve soulless warriors with a dying torch as the only source of light.

"Why did you have just that one girl guarding my sister?" Samira asked as she and the two captains walked through a damp, wet, dark halls with no furniture or windows in sight. The fires in the spaced-out torches danced to the tune of a strong draft that came and went through tiny but numerous pitch-black holes in the walls.

"She was a capable warrior, enough to make her a lieutenant one day," Gamesh said. "And if the princess did seriously consider forcing her way out of here, she'd have to kill dozens of men and women before finding her way out of here.

"More importantly, Remi's loyalty never came into question," Flavna said. "Not once. Your sister is nothing more than a spoiled child. I do not see how she could have turned anyone that fast."

"Perhaps a deeper questioning would be in order, before the butchering?" Samira asked.

"I do not need advice on dealing with my soldiers," Flavna said. "What did you want from me?"

"I see," Samira said. "Well, first of all, on behalf of the Crown and myself personally, I would like to thank you for saving my sister during that sudden and most horrible demon invasion in the mines."

"Yes, yes," Flavna all but yawned listening to the empty words. "I'm sure you didn't come all this way just for that."

"Indeed," Samira nodded. "Have you found out how the demons got into the city?"

"The investigation is still ongoing," Flavna said.

"I see," Samira frowned. "How unsettling it is that our bellowed people are no longer safe from the demon threat even in this city! I seem to recall somebody assuring us that no demon could simply sneak into the city."

"I still stand by those words," Flavna said.

"And yet the demons were within the city walls. How did they get past your watch? Did they burrow underground?"

"Perhaps. Or they didn't get past my watch."