Lecture hall – 10:50 a.m.
Alex sat in the back row, dying by inches.
The lecture crawled on forever, and concentrating was a lost cause with a succubus singing and chattering away in his head. Still, he couldn't really complain. Having her around beat suffering through the class alone.
At the front of the hall, the new homeroom teacher, Miss Janeth, was writing equations across the board.
Light blonde hair tied in a low ponytail, swaying with every movement of her arm. Brown eyes that somehow looked soft and sharp at the same time. Late twenties, maybe twenty-seven if he remembered right. The kind of face that looked pure and innocent until you noticed the body.
And the body demanded to be noticed.
A white blouse was stretched to its last breath across her chest, the buttons straining against two huge, heavy breasts, her nipples faintly visible whenever the AC breeze rolled through. Below that, a waist so small it looked unreal before flaring out into hips that filled the black pencil skirt like it had been sewn onto her. Every step she took made her thick thighs brush past each other with a soft whisper of fabric, the hem riding up and sinking deep between them, so deep that from his seat in the back he could trace the exact shape of her ass cheeks from the front.
When she reached up to write on the top half of the board, the skirt climbed with her, baring the underside of both cheeks as they jiggled from the effort.
Alex's cock ached in his pants, and he had emptied himself into Alice not ten hours ago.
Then Liza's voice floated through his skull, and for once the succubus sounded genuinely confused.
'Okay, what the fuck? I hit her point-blank with Succubus Zone the second she walked in. Focused entirely on her, no distractions... Every other girl in this room would be squirming and soaked by now, but this one? Nothing! She just stands there like I tickled her with a feather. I don't get it...'
The succubus had been scheming behind his eyes all morning, tagging every pretty girl he glanced at, and the teacher had been no exception. Which made the failure even stranger.
Alex swallowed, keeping his eyes on his notes. From everything Liza had told him, only an overwhelmingly strong emotion could shield someone from Succubus Zone and from his charm, but Janeth had walked in smiling, relaxed and radiant, and she had stayed that way through the entire lesson.
'Maybe she's immune or something?'
'Impossible. No human is immune.' A pause. 'Unless… nah, forget it. Later.'
Jane finished the equation, capped the marker, and turned around.
Her eyes swept the hall and stopped dead on him.
She had caught him staring at her ass, and they both knew it. Most girls would have blushed, or glared, or pretended it never happened.
Janeth held his gaze for a long, unhurried second. Then the corner of her mouth curved up into a slow, deliberate smile, and she winked at him.
Alex's heart skipped, then slammed. So Liza wasn't exaggerating about her.
Janeth turned back to the board without a hint of shame and resumed the lesson like she hadn't just set fire to half the class with a single look.
'Alex.' Liza's voice had dropped low, all the playfulness gone out of it. 'That woman is not normal. Mark my words, she is no regular human.'
The bell rang, and the hall emptied in seconds.
Alex stayed seated, pretending to sort his bag, watching Janeth's hips sway as she erased the board with her back half turned to him. If he watched closely enough, maybe something unusual would show itself.
She glanced back over her shoulder one last time, swept her ponytail over the other shoulder with one hand, bit her plump bottom lip while looking dead at him, and strolled out the door.
Alex sat there, pulse loud in his ears.
She wasn't prey. She was a hunter.
'Tch. Whatever. Let's go find easier prey until I get my powers back.' Liza grumbled, then her voice sharpened into promise. 'But don't think this is over, handsome. One day that woman will be on her knees, begging for your cock. Anyways~ the library girl's ass is waiting for us~'
She knew him well enough to know his loner feet would carry him to the library after class, and honestly? She was planning to make sure the trip was worth his while.
He took the corner stairs to the second floor, the route he always used, and was halfway up when the view stopped him dead in his tracks.
A familiar figure was climbing the quiet staircase ahead of him.
Anna.
White cropped hoodie, tight black leggings that looked painted onto her. The hoodie ended right at her lower back, leaving her stomach bare, so that every step she took made her fat, juicy ass bounce like it had its own gravitational field. One cheek up, then the other, a slow hypnotic alternation of jiggle, and the leggings were so thin he could see the exact line where her ass met her thighs, and the small dimple that appeared in the middle when she clenched.
Alex's brain shut down completely. The lecture, Jane, everything, wiped clean.
Even the succubus queen whistled.
'Mother of god. That thing should be illegal.'
He didn't answer. There was nothing in his head left to answer with, just heat pooling low in his stomach and a conflict churning underneath it. Things with Alice were going well, better than he had ever dreamed, and he genuinely liked her. So why did he want this one too? The succubus living inside him was slowly rewiring him into a womanizer, and the desire to claim Anna, to make her his, was burning through his chest, impossible to ignore.
Above him, Liza chuckled, low and wicked.
'Screw the library. Go spread that huge ass~'
A pink wave rolled out of his body and filled the stairwell.
Anna was a few steps higher, but well within range.
Alex kept climbing at her pace, quiet and unhurried, the way a predator closes distance. The stairwell was empty and silent.
The second the zone touched her, Anna froze mid-step.
Heat crashed through her body from out of nowhere, and her whole frame shuddered.
A tiny "Haa…?" slipped out of her mouth.
She turned around slowly, face already flushed deep red, thighs pressing together.
"Alex…? W-Why are you… haa… here?"
Her voice was shaking. Her eyes were glassy, pupils blown wide open.
Alex stopped a single step below her, which put them almost face to face, and looked up at her with easy, unhurried calm.
"Hi. Is everything alright? You look a little flushed."
Anna opened her mouth, and out came the words she had been rehearsing for days.
"Uhh… t-thank you. For the other day…" Her voice wavered, her eyes darting away from his. "I never got the chance to say it properly… and I-I don't know how to repay you…"
Ever since that day, Jake and his crew hadn't dared come near her again, and she had been looking for Alex ever since, working up her courage over and over, only to find him gone every time.
Her cheeks burned. Her breathing had gone shallow and hot, and she stood there in the empty stairwell, confused by her own body. She had never been the shy type, not once in her life, yet here she was, losing her words, her skin itching with a heat that wanted one thing only.
'Time for a passionate kiss~' Liza whispered like a devil on his shoulder. 'The chance to finally test the lust-binding kiss. Make her yours forever, handsome~'
This time he didn't hesitate. Not for a second.
'Lust-kiss her deeply, and leave the rest to me.'
The heat between them was climbing on its own now, the air itself thickening, pulling them toward each other.
"Hmm. Then I know exactly how you can repay me."
Anna blinked up at him. "W-What do you—"
Alex reached up, caught her chin between two fingers, and pulled her down into a kiss.
Not a shy one. Not a testing one. He crushed his mouth against hers, and Anna melted on the spot, a moan spilling out of her into his lips as her arms flew around his neck and her tongue pushed desperately against his, meeting his like she had been starving for this all her life.
He kissed her the way he wanted to, slow and filthy, drinking every little sound she made, and it took him a moment to notice the soft pink glow flaring to life on her lower belly, right beneath her waistband, brightening with every second their lips stayed locked.
'Done~! The lust-binding is complete, and the seal is gorgeous~' Liza purred, flooding the stairwell with even more lust. 'She's yours forever now, body and soul. Go on, savor your new slave to your heart's content~'
Alex kissed her harder, one hand sliding up under the cropped hoodie to claim the hot, bare skin of her waist. The other went straight for the prize, closing over a full handful of that legendary ass and squeezing until his fingers sank in, even through the leggings. It was the softest thing he had ever held in his life.
Anna whimpered into his mouth and pressed her whole body into him, her stiff nipples grinding against his chest through the fabric.
His hand wanted more, so it took more, sliding down the back of the leggings and under the waistband until his palm met bare skin. He kneaded the fat cheek roughly, spreading her open, savoring the shiver that ran through her when his fingertips grazed lower, teasing the tight pucker of her hole before sliding further down, past her taint, until they found her pussy, already soaked through, the lips swollen and slick and hot against his fingers.
Anna broke the kiss with a gasp, her whole body trembling against the railing.
"Nn… Alex… someone will see…"
He answered by kissing down the side of her neck, slow and hungry, feeling her pulse jump under his lips.
"Then let's go somewhere private."
He took her wrist and pulled her up the last of the stairs, and there it was, right beside the landing, like the universe was doing him a favor today.
The cleaning staff room.
Same orange couch. Nothing inside but cleaning equipment.
The door locked behind them with a click.
Alex walked her backward until her knees hit the couch and she sat down hard, legs falling open on instinct, soft thighs bouncing with the impact. He pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped it, then stood over her, crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dim light, lust and something warmer burning in them together.
"It's playtime."
Anna's chest was heaving, the hoodie bunched up over her toned stomach, her nipples pressing hard against the fabric. She held his gaze for a second, then bit her lip, and her voice came out tiny.
"…Be gentle."
Liza's voice came back, excited and filthy.
'Door's locked, room's soundproofed, hallway's clear~ Break her exactly like you broke Alice, handsome. I want to hear that couch scream again~ ♡'
Alex stepped toward her, his eyes burning red, full of lust and something dangerously close to love.
The orange couch was about to witness history. Part two.