[Warning: +18]
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The lecture ended with the usual scrape of chairs and rustle of bags.
Alex stepped into the hallway, rolling his shoulders under the warm afternoon sun pouring through the windows. Afternoon classes were still coming, so going home felt pointless. His muscles carried that good burn from last night's workout, and lower down, a deeper, sweeter ache from everything else.
He had nowhere to go except his usual spot. The library.
Liza's voice slid into his head like warm honey, filthy and eager.
'Library time, baby~ ♡ Bet that thick little librarian is behind the desk right now, thighs pressed so tight she's soaking the chair. She's been creaming her panties all week just remembering how you made her cum in them last time ~ ♡'
Alex grabbed his bag. "Just returning the book."
'Yeah, right. Or you gonna drag her into the back and fuck her face until her glasses are dripping. I'm already enjoying it just thinking about it~ ♡'
The succubus kept moaning in his head, feeding him flashes: Erin on her knees, mascara running, drool pouring down her chin, begging with those big eyes while her throat bulged around him.
He headed across campus, air warm and lazy. Stopped at a vending machine, grabbed a canned coffee, cracked it open.
'Monday's usually her day off,' he thought.
Liza laughed. 'No way, she's probably there all week waiting for the day you return the book~'
He pushed through the library's big glass doors. The place was dead quiet—rows of shelves, old-paper smell, barely anyone around. First thing he saw was the front desk.
Some random guy sitting there.
Liza let out a long, dramatic groan.
'Fuck!? Where is she? I was ready for tears, spit, and cum all over those cute glasses! This is cruel!!! Uhghh!!'
Alex handed the book over without a word. The guy scanned it, glanced at Alex's face, did a double-take, then quickly finished the return. Alex was used to it now—the stares, the stutters. Liza's enhancements turned heads everywhere.
Book returned, he wandered deeper into the bookshelves, heading to one of his usual isolated corner at the very back. The farthest bookshelf, hidden from most angles. Perfect for reading… or other things.
Liza was still sulking. 'This is bullshit! I got all worked up for nothing. No Erin, no sloppy blowjob between bookshelves… what a waste of perfectly good lust energy.'
Alex pulled out a thick volume on advanced biochemistry and settled into the small alcove with the single chair.
Minutes dragged. Nothing.
Liza grumbled. 'You're really just going to read? After I hyped myself up for throat-fucking and tears? This is booooorinng!'
Then, soft footsteps.
Barely there.
Coming closer.
Liza went dead quiet. Then exploded. She exploded with pure, filthy joy.
'YES! FUCK YES! SHE'S HERE! I can smell her wet little pussy from across the place! I definitely smell a desperate female~ ♡'
Alex looked back slowly.
Erin stood at the end of the aisle.
Short purple hair with faint blue highlights, messy from her fingers tugging at it all morning.
Big blue eyes behind crooked glasses, wide and glassy with raw need.
Beige sweater stretched tight over her heavy, full tits—nipples already hard, poking shamelessly through the fabric.
Skirt hugging her wide hips and thick, juicy thighs that rubbed together with every tiny movement, the hem riding high enough to flash the soft undersides of her fat ass cheeks.
She didn't say a word.
Just stared and let out deep hot breaths.
Thighs grinding slow and desperate, skirt shifting higher with every roll of her hips.
Alex stared back.
His crimson eyes flared—just a flicker of demonic light. The succubus had been filling his head a lot with her lustful whispers.
The air thickened.
Liza's voice dropped to a dark whisper, lust flooding his mind like warm poison.
'Succubus Zone — full power.'
Pink mist exploded silently from the walls, flooding the corner in seconds.
The air turned thick, sweet, suffocating with raw lust. Every breath felt like inhaling pure sex.
Erin's pupils blew wide. Her knees buckled slightly; she caught herself on the shelf, fingers digging into the wood.
Alex felt it hit him too—an animal switch flipping inside his skull. Calm vanished. Only hunger remained.
He stood up slowly.
The book hit the floor with a dull thud.
Erin's plump lips trembled, but she didn't move—just kept grinding her thighs, eyes pleading.
Liza laughed, low and obscene.
'Did you know she's a masochist? She wants it to hurt. She wants you to break her. Do it. Make her cry pretty for us~ ♡'
Alex spoke with an intimidating yet sweet voice. "Get here" .
Erin involuntarily stepped forward, although her steps were shaky and clumsy. She stood in front of him, looking up at the towering figure that made her whole body desperate for days.
One hand shot out, wrapped around her soft throat—fingers sinking into warm flesh.
Erin whimpered, instantly melting, letting him hold her full weight.
He slammed her back against the shelf.
Books crashed.
His other hand gripped her jaw, forcing her mouth open.
"Look at me."
She did—eyes glassy, drool already pooling.
He leaned in until their foreheads touched.
"You've been waiting for this."
Erin's voice cracked, barely air.
"Please, h-hold me tighter…"
Liza squealed. 'There it is! She's begging! Ruin her~ ♡'
Alex slapped her—sharp, loud, right across her soft cheek. Erin's whole body jerked, a broken moan spilling out, hips bucking forward.
Another slap. Harder.
Her glasses tilted, tears sprang instantly.
Liza moaned. 'Again! Look at those fat tits jiggle when you hit her~ ♡ She's flooding her panties.'
He slapped her a third time, then shoved three fingers straight into her mouth. Her plump lips clamped down, sucking greedily, tongue swirling like she was starving.
Erin gagged, drool pouring down her chin and onto her sweater, soaking the fabric until it clung transparent to her hard nipples.
He pulled his fingers out with a wet pop and slapped her again—left, right, left—until both cheeks glowed angry red, handprints blooming.
Erin was panting, legs shaking, pussy clenching visibly pulsing under her skirt, juices running in thick lines down her inner thighs.
Alex grabbed fistfuls of her soft hair. His eyes glistened red. He lowered his face and lips and passionately kissed her plump rosy pair.
"Hmmm~"
His pleasure hums prompt Liza to make a decision for him.
'Wish granted~ I'm gonna make her your slut forever'
Lust-binding kiss was activated and their saliva exchange got hotter. Although, Alex was ravaging her lips and being rough, she tried her best to kiss back, shoving her tongue into his mouth to suck.
Her first kiss was claimed, as well as her body and heart.
A few more seconds of passionate kissing, before the couple parted their lips and faint strings of salvia formed between them.
"On your knees."
She dropped instantly, knees hitting the floor with a soft thud.
Hands already clawing at his belt, shaking with pure need. Her skirt flipped up as she knelt—panties absolutely ruined, dark wet spot now a flood, the fabric glued to her swollen pussy lips, outlining every fold.
Alex didn't help.
He just watched, cold and merciless, as she freed his cock. She knew what to do. After days of desperate unfulfilled lust, she finally had another chance to unbuckle his pants.
The manly scent enhanced by the succubus to corrupt any girl's nose, hit hers and she uncontrollably took deep sniffs. Lowering the only layer of clothing between her and her biggest prize.
It sprang out heavy, thick, veins throbbing, pre-cum already leaking.
Erin stared at it—mouth watering, eyes wide behind fogged glasses, drool still dripping from her swollen lips.
Alex gripped her hair tighter.
"Open."
The second Alex's lust-bond kiss had sealed inside her mouth, it happened.
A soft pinkish glow blossomed under the thin fabric of Erin's sweater, right over her lower belly.
The light pulsed once, twice, then sank into her skin like liquid fire.
A perfect, elegant succubus crest bloomed into existence—delicate black lines forming a heart-shaped womb tattoo with tiny curling bat wings on either side, glowing faintly pink whenever her arousal spiked.
Invisible to every human eye except his.
Proof that her body, her lust, her everything now belonged to him forever.
Heart, soul, and dripping pussy—his personal fuck-toy, branded and enslaved.
"Ughmmmmmm!!"
Erin's plush, swollen lips were stretched to their absolute limit around Alex's gigantic cock: thick as her wrist, veiny, angry-red, the fat pink crown flaring wider than a plum, glistening with her spit and his precum.
Drool poured in thick, syrupy ropes from her chin, splattering onto the swell of her massive, sweater-covered tits—heavy, soft, easily a cup size larger than Anna's and two above Alice's.
The soaked beige fabric clung to them like a second skin, nipples so stiff they looked painful, poking through like they were begging to be twisted until she screamed.
But gentle worship wasn't what Alex wanted.
Not with the Zone pulsing around them, thick pink mist turning the air into pure succubi den.
He snarled, seized two fistfuls of her short purple hair, and slammed forward.
Erin's innocent blue eyes rolled back instantly.
"GLLAAARRRRK—!"
His cock punched straight past her tonsils in one brutal thrust, the flared head popping into her throat with an audible, wet stretch. Her neck bulged obscenely, the outline of his fat shaft visible under the pale skin as he buried every last inch. His heavy, cum-churned balls slapped her chin with a wet, meaty smack that echoed off the dusty shelves.
He held her there.
No air. No mercy.
Erin's throat convulsed around him, spasming desperately, trying to swallow, trying to breathe, but failing at both.
Tears exploded from her big blue eyes—two tiny pink hearts flickering in the pupils every time she looked up at him in worship.
Mascara ran in thick black rivers down her plump, reddened cheeks. Her glasses fogged completely, sliding down her button nose. Drool exploded from the corners of her stretched lips, pouring in waterfalls over her chin, soaking her sweater until it soaked her huge, jiggling tits.
Liza squealed like she'd just won the lottery.
'YES! Look at her eyes, she's loving it! MORE! My Alex!! Ravage your slut for me~ ♡'
Alex pulled back just enough for her to suck in one desperate, wheezing breath—then rammed forward again.
SLURP—GLRK—SLURP—GLRK—SLURP—GLRK!
The wet, obscene sounds echoed off the dusty shelves like a porn soundtrack.
Drool poured from Erin's mouth in thick, glistening ropes. Her nipples dragged against the wet cloth with every brutal thrust, making her whole curvy body shudder.
Blue eyes got teary.
And still she moaned around his cock—muffled, broken, desperate sounds of a girl finally getting what she'd craved for years.
He gripped her hair tighter, forcing her nose into his pubes, holding her there until her throat fluttered wildly, until her eyes glistened pink, until her fat rounded ass clenched under the skirt as her pussy spasmed and squirted again.
Only then did he start truly fucking her face.
Short, brutal thrusts—never pulling out more than an inch, just hammering the back of her throat over and over, using her like a fleshlight.
Her huge tits bounced wildly under the soaked sweater, nipples so hard they looked painful.
Erin came again—hard—just from the brutality of it.
Her pussy squirted through her soaked panties, juices running down her legs in thick streams, puddling beneath her.
Alex felt the pressure coil tight in his balls.
He gripped her head with both hands, fingers sinking into those plump, reddened cheeks, and slammed in to the root.
His cock throbbed.
Once.
Twice.
Then erupted.
Thick, burning ropes blasted straight down her throat.
Erin swallowed frantically, throat working around him like a greedy cunt, gulping down every spurt.
But it was too much...
"AAGRHHH!!"
Cum overflowed instantly, bursting from her nose, spilling from the corners of her stretched lips in heavy white rivers, pouring down her chin, soaking her shirt, running between those massive tits in sticky streams.
First cumshot of the day. Only then did he pull out.
A wet, filthy pop.
Erin collapsed forward, coughing, gasping, cum and spit pouring from her ruined mouth in a sticky stream.
Faint strings of white cum and saliva still connected her swollen lips to his cock.
She looked up at him—face completely destroyed, glasses fogged and crooked, mascara in black streaks, lips puffy and glistening with his seed.
Two tiny pink hearts glowed in her blue eyes whenever they met his.
And smiled. A broken, blissful, cock-drunk smile.
Liza whimpered, voice trembling.
'Holy fuck… you just turned her into a cum-drunk slut. That womb tattoo is glowing like a neon sign. She's yours forever now ♡~'
Alex gripped her jaw, thumb smearing cum across her cheek like war paint.
"Who am I?"
Erin's voice was hoarse, trembling, coated in his cum.
"M-Master…"
He slapped her again—light, possessive.
"Louder."
"My Master!" she cried, tears still falling, but her eyes shining with pure worship, the pink hearts in her pupils pulsing brighter.
Alex's cock twitched, already hardening again.
He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her toward the small archive room in the corner—the one hidden behind the couch, door always unlocked, never used.
Pushed her inside and locked it. The room was cramped, dusty, barely lit.
Perfect.
Erin stumbled, back hitting the wall, breathing hard, thighs still dripping. Alex crowded her, hand on her throat again.
"You want more?"
She nodded frantically, voice cracking.
"Yes, Master… please… use... me like a t-toy…"
He ripped her sweater up over her head in one violent pull.
Her huge tits bounced free—full, soft, heavy, easily bigger than Alice's and Anna's combined, pale and perfect with stiff pink nipples begging for pain.
The succubus womb tattoo glowed bright pink just above her shaved, dripping pussy, pulsing with every heartbeat.
He aggressively groped one breast, then the other, watching them jiggle and redden.
Erin moaned, arching into every hit.
He shoved her skirt up to her waist.
Her panties were destroyed—black lace, completely soaked, clinging to her shaved, swollen pussy lips.
He pulled them down with one finger.
Erin gasped as cool air hit her dripping cunt.
Alex lifted her by the thighs—effortlessly—and slammed her back against the wall.
Her thick legs wrapped around his waist on instinct. He lined up and buried himself to the hilt in one savage thrust.
Erin screamed.
"Ughmmmmmmmm!!! ♡♡♡"
Her pussy was tight, probably after edging her for days, and with the fact she was a virgin too—velvet walls clenching around him like a fist, sucking him deeper.
There was no pain,yet his aggressive and brutal side was enough to fill her mouth with sweet moans.
Just a pure, brutal stretch.
Erin's eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream as he split her open.
He didn't wait.
He fucked her against the wall like an animal.
Hard. Deep. Rough.
Every thrust slammed her fat ass into the plaster, tits bouncing wildly, glasses sliding down her nose.
Juices squirted around his cock with every pull-back, splattering his pants, the floor, her thighs.
Erin clawed at his shoulders, babbling.
"Ahh! Uhh! M-Master—f-fuck ahh!—y-yes—harder—please—b-break meeeee!!—♡"
Alex growled, gripped her ass so hard his fingers sank into the soft flesh, and pounded her until the only sounds were wet slaps, her broken moans, and the creak of the wall.
And then he let it out.
Erin was still slumped against the wall, legs splayed wide, thick thighs trembling uncontrollably while thick rivers of cum poured from her gaping pussy in slow, obscene globs.
The glowing pink womb tattoo pulsed like a heartbeat, bright and proud, marking her as thoroughly claimed property.
Alex's cock stood rock-hard again, slick with their combined fluids, veins throbbing like cables under the skin, the fat crown swollen and angry-red.
Liza's voice was pure, shaking hunger.
'She's not broken enough yet, baby! Look at her—still breathing, still thinking. Flip that fat little body over. I want to see her ass ripple when you destroy her from behind~ ♡'
Alex grabbed a fistful of Erin's short purple hair and hauled her up like a ragdoll.
Her soft, chubby body was limp, completely pliant, but her big blue eyes glowing pink hearts flickering in the pupils, looked up at him with pure, mindless worship.
He spun her around in one rough motion and slammed her chest-first onto the old wooden table in the middle of the cramped archive room.
Her massive tits squished flat against the surface, soft flesh spilling out the sides, hard nipples scraping the rough wood with every tiny movement.
Her little belly roll pressed into the edge, and her fat, jiggling ass stuck out perfectly.
He kicked her legs wider apart without ceremony.
Erin moaned, already trying to push her hips back, presenting herself like an animal in heat.
Alex brought his palm down hard across one plush ass cheek.
The impact echoed like a gunshot.
Her flesh rippled in slow, beautiful waves, a bright red handprint blooming instantly on pale skin.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Each slap made her huge ass quake, made her moan turn into desperate, broken sobs, made fresh tears spill down her already ruined face.
"Please… M-Master… fuck me… use your toy… I need it so baaaaad!…"
Alex gripped her wide hips, fingers sinking deep into the soft, doughy flesh until his knuckles went white, and lined his monstrous cock up with her dripping entrance.
Then he rammed in.
One brutal thrust.
All the way.
Until his fat crown kissed her cervix.
Erin's scream was pure broken ecstasy.
"AAAAHHH—MASTER!"
Her tight, velvet pussy stretched obscenely around him, walls fluttering, trying to take the invasion.
She was chubbier than the others—soft belly roll, thick thighs, fat ass, tits so huge they spilled over the table edges—but that only made it hotter.
Every extra ounce of her jiggled with the impact.
He started pounding.
PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT!
The wet, filthy slap of skin on skin was deafening in the enclosed space.
Her pussy made obscene, squelching sounds, cum and fresh juices spraying out around his shaft with every violent withdrawal, splattering his thighs, the table, the floor in messy arcs.
Erin's voice broke into rhythmic, mindless sobs.
"Master!! ♡♡—f-fuck ahh!—yes—harder ahh!!—ruin me—please—♡"
Alex seized both her arms, yanked them behind her back, and pinned her wrists together with one large hand.
With the other he gripped her hair like reins and forced her face down against the table, cheek pressed into scattered papers, glasses long gone.
He leaned over her, chest to back, breath hot against her ear.
"You're nothing but my holes now, okay?"
Erin came instantly.
Her pussy clamped down so hard it almost pushed him out, squirting violently around his cock in long, shaking gushes that soaked everything below the waist.
He didn't slow. He fucked her through it. Through the next orgasm. And the next.
Liza was screaming.
'YES! You're the best!! Fill all her holes~ ♡'
Alex released her wrists and grabbed both plush ass cheeks, spreading them wide so he could watch his cock disappear into her stretched, creamy pussy over and over.
Her tight little asshole winked at him, pink and untouched, glistening with the mess running down from above.
'All her holes belong to you, baby~ do whatever you want!! ♡'
He spat.
A thick glob landed right on target, sliding down the tight ring.
Erin's breath hitched. Her whole body tensed.
"Ah—Master—wait—it's too big—♡"
He didn't wait.
He pressed the fat head of his cock against her virgin asshole.
No lube except spit and her own juices.
He pushed. Slow at first.
The flared crown stretched her impossibly tight ring, turning it white around the edges.
Erin's breath hitched.
Her whole body tensed.
"Ah—M–Master—w-wait?!!—it's toooooo biggg!!! —♡"
He didn't wait.
He thrust forward. One merciless push.
The head popped past the ring with a wet, burning stretch.
Erin let out pure ecstasy moans.
Her back arched violently, huge tits dragging across the table, nipples scraping wood.
Her little stomach roll quivered.
Tears exploded from her eyes.
The pink hearts in her pupils flared brighter.
"Ahmm~ so tight"
Alex groaned as her virgin ass clamped down like a burning fist, hotter and tighter than anything he'd ever felt.
He held still for one heartbeat, letting her feel every inch of the invasion.
Then he pulled back an inch, and slammed forward again.
Erin's scream turned into choked sobs. Her big ass cheeks rippled with the impact.
He started fucking her ass without any notice.
Slow, deep strokes at first.
Each one forcing another inch inside, stretching her ring wider, making it gape and cling to his shaft. Erin's hands scrabbled at the table, nails scraping wood.
"Ahh! Uhh!! Ahh! M-Master—fuckkk—it feeeels—so g-good— Ahh! ♡"
He sped up.
PLAT! PLAT! PLAT!
His balls slapped her swollen pussy lips with every thrust, sending fresh squirts flying.
Her ass jiggled like jelly, waves rolling across the pale flesh.
Every time he bottomed out, her whole body jolted forward, tits dragging, belly roll squishing.
Erin's moans turned into wet, broken gurgles.
"Ahhhhh!!! M-Master—a-ass—yours—break it—pppppplease!!—♡"
Alex leaned over her, chest to back, and growled into her ear.
"You're my toy now. Every hole."
He punctuated every word with a brutal thrust.
Erin came instantly. Her ass clenched so hard it almost pushed him out. Her pussy squirted untouched, long arcs splashing the floor.
Tears and drool poured from her face.
Liza was screaming.
'YES! Look at that!! Ahe's cumming from anal sex! Her brain is gone—just a crazy slut now~ ♡'
Alex grabbed her arms again, yanked them behind her back, and used them like reins.
He fucked her harder.
Faster.
The table creaked and scraped across the floor from the force. Erin's moans turned into wet, broken gurgles.
Her face was a wreck—tears, spit, mascara, cum. Her womb tattoo glowed white-hot, pulsing in time with his thrusts.
Alex felt the pressure coil again.
He released her arms and gripped both ass cheeks, spreading them impossibly wide so he could watch his cock disappear into her stretched, gaping anus over and over.
The sight was obscene.
Her ring clung to his shaft like it never wanted to let go.
He slammed in to the root one last time.
Held her there.
And erupted.
Thick, burning ropes blasted deep into her ass.
Erin's entire body seized.
Her eyes rolled white.
She came harder than ever—pussy squirting in long, shaking arcs, ass clenching rhythmically around his cock, milking every drop.
Cum overflowed instantly, thick white rivers leaking from her ruined asshole, running down her thighs, mixing with pussy juices on the floor.
Alex pumped and pumped, growling with every spurt, until her ass was stuffed full and cum forced its way back out in creamy streams.
Only then did he pull out.
Slowly.
A wet, sucking pop again.
Erin's asshole gaped wide open, red and ruined, cum pouring out in a thick stream.
She collapsed forward onto the table, ass still in the air, body twitching, both holes gaping and leaking in twin rivers. The pink womb tattoo glowed brighter than ever.
Alex stood over her.
Breathing hard. Completely satisfied.
Liza's voice was soft now, almost reverent.
'You didn't just fuck her… you erased her.
She's not Erin anymore. She's just Master's toy! Good job ♡'
Erin whimpered, voice tiny and broken.
"T... hank you… M-Master…"
And smiled.