Walking toward an apt complex in New York City was a woman. She was an extraordinary woman.
Some people say that the woman was a queen, but that was not true. A queen had a smooth, elegant grace, which this woman did not have. If categorization fits in the daughter of the Whitmore fortune, then this particular queen was a succubus. Others have labelled her a demon. Words like Slut and Demon were thrown just to insult her. No matter what insults came her way, the woman did not care, for it held no meaning to her. In the mind of the heir of Midoriya, she knew many things, and those things were a part of her exploration.
She was beautiful, sexy, confident, conceited, and very playful. Many, both male and female, often desired her body. Hair as soft as silk, breasts were more significant than a man's head, hips moved like a serpent. Even the gods desired her gorgeous body.
However, it was because of her beauty that she had horrible names thrown at her. She had heard of worse things being thrown at her. She always displayed a sneaky but gentle smirk, knowing that she could break the hearts of the men and women who came before her. Many have tasted the forbidden nature of this succubus, and many wanted more.
It was their human desire that called her back. Her human son that called her back.
They have called her a goddess, a demon, an angel, and the like. However, for those who knew her, she was simply Fiona. The widow of Jason is finally meeting her son.
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'The weather is kinda nice today...'
Django Kamadeva was walking at a steady pace towards well... Anywhere. Reiko was generous enough to provide him with a map of New York City, the town where he will live from now on. It was a little weird to see a floating screen with a GPS like a map, which for some reason had all the pharmacies and love hotels and other... publicly hidden places marked out.
How did the elf download a map into this head? He doesn't know, but he will have questions.
Django looked down and beheld his new form. Walked over to a nearby pond, the Whitmore and McRich fortunes heir looked at his changed face and barely recognized himself. His skin was darker and tiny horns poked out of his now black hair. He touched his cheek and stared in awe. Then, looking at his hand, Django could feel dark power surge through him.
In the reflective water appeared a feminine version of himself, taking the place of Django's reflection. "How does it feel? To become the Prince of lust?" she asked, knowing the answer already.
"It feels…" Django struggled to keep his thoughts together. His mind was a cauldron of dirty ideas, each fantasy he had come back to him at once. Any fear or horror at what he'd become after being corrupted from his enemy was squashed by desire. Despite the rampant sex he just had, his cock was still harder than ever and ready for another round. "Nothing. I won't let my sex drive rule me, jackass."
They soon started talking about what he would do and what not to do. However, it wasn't long before Django's crotch started hurting. It was happening again! He needed the release, but this time it was even worse!
"Probably because we got stronger thanks to Juri, our instincts increased, too. We need women," The demon seed said as Django let out a breath.
"That's easy to say! I can ask Juri…." Django thought before she interrupted him.
"No, we can't! We have to find more consorts first, then we play a bit with her. By getting stronger, we'll also be able to control those urges better. She likely wouldn't accept anyway; she would feel too awkward to talk about this here. When our magic affects her more, then she will be totally shameless," She explained.
"Fuck that." Then suddenly, when Django was about to leave the park, he heard a painful yet somewhat lustful scream of a man soon followed by something heavy hitting the ground. Then, out of surprise, the moment Django stopped himself in the empty park, he heard the second scream just like the previous one.
"Well, that's weird..." Django muttered and walked soundlessly to a more secluded section of the park. For some reason, the park he was at was darker than usual, and as far as he could tell, there was nobody around the area.
Could it be…
Django immediately put on his guard, pulled out a brass knuckle and got into a fighting stance. If his instinct was telling him the truth, which it always was in the past, Django was about to come face to face with a criminal.
"I need to buy some gear. I hope Juri can spend a million dollars in a day." Not too proud about his power, but Django thought he was more than capable of catching this criminal or killing him or her.
Either way, it takes his mind off his boner.
Without making a single sound, Django walked further into the park, a prove. It was dark, but the dim light from the sun and his new demon eyes allowed him to see where he was going and most of his surroundings.
His eyes widened slightly when he saw two dead men on the ground without a single piece of clothes on their bodies, a horror but satisfied smile on their faces. There were more lying on the ground around him, five in total; all were in the same state and were no better than the first two.
The moments he saw their abused manhood, Django knew that something demon related.
Just great.
"Kya~, feel so good~." His head snapped to the side after hearing that extremely sweet, feminine voice, "Late meal sure is the best, it's time to…" but she suddenly stopped talking, and there was only silence left.
"Alright, it's time to yourself", Django looked around and said commandly. He couldn't feel her presence at all, which was very unusual for a well-trained and experienced former criminal like himself. Still, he knew that the demon was here, and she was very near him, stalking him like a predator stalking its prey. "Last chance...! Show yourself, and you won't get hurt."
"Impossible!" The woman spoke up again, this time in a shocking tone. "How did you manage to get into my barrier? Humans shouldn't be able to do so!"
"Lady! Don't make me repeat myself," Django spoke up loud and clear, his aura growing visible. "Get here now." He then heard the sound of something moving very fast in the air behind him, but when he turned around with his fist raised and ready for a strike, he didn't see anyone.
"Doesn't matter; from your voice, I can tell that you're a man." She said, and Django felt something small, like a tail brushed against his crotch. "Oh! Oh!… I think I hit the jackpot tonight. Then let's see what you look like?" Django took his chance and shot forward with one hand, grabbed the woman's neck, and slammed her into a tree without a second thought.
He may intensely dislike hitting women, but it doesn't mean he won't smack a bitch.
The Incubus pushed the woman against the wall hard enough to knock an average person out. Still, if she could manage to fuck five men to death, then something like that wouldn't be able to do much to someone who is incredibly physically strong. His eye can clearly see the woman he is holding.
It was an extremely beautiful, blonde hair, a red-eyed young woman with a demonic appearance that Django had never seen before in his life. Her hair, while long and wild, look like she is from the jungle. Thin markings were appearing all over her body. Her arms were slender, but fingernails were sharp and short, almost like claws. She also had a long, thin, and ended with a heart-shaped tip tail growing from a small point behind her back. Two red horns on the top of heard.
The woman was wearing a two-coloured, skimpy one-piece revealing dress, with matching boots and pointy ears.
This woman is nearly hot as his grandmother...
....Oh god.....
"Speechless, huh?" She purred seductively and ran her hands on his chest. "I don't know about you, but I like what I am seeing", she winked at him.
"You're not a human," Django said in disbelief. "Or Demi-human."
This is really happening. The tedious shit.
"Who said that I was?" She giggled. "These girls are the real things, you know." The blonde-haired woman took her hands back and squeezed her breasts together. Her boobs, while it wasn't the biggest, must be the third-largest pair of tits he had ever seen in his life.
If you don't count the heavy set chicks. Or thicc... or really hot milfs.
"What are you?" Django demanded, shaking his head away from his past lecherous past, "Why do you kill all these people?" The heir slightly tightens his grip on the throat of the woman.
"Since you ask it so nicely, I will answer those questions for you," She said, unaffected by his grip. "My name is Nessova, and I am a demon, a Succubi to be exact."
"A sex demon? And low ranking one at that." Django said in disbelief. He knew what succubi were and what they did all the time. They are not nearly powerful succubus or are next to the bottom of power. It must be the ring.
"Well, aren't you a mean and knowledgeable one." she giggled before saying, "Well, enough talk, it would be a waste if I didn't get to fuck you."
"You can't be serious…." Django said in shock when Nessova's body eyes suddenly glowed. A black and purple aura suddenly appeared around her body as she suddenly stepped to the side causally like Django wasn't holding her neck in the first place.
"So, let's fuck and die for me, eh?" Nessova winked and made a sexy pose, her eyes then glowed again, and this time she stared directly into his eyes.
This act made him really pissed. How dare this lower ranking demon dare attack her Prince.
"W-what?! Why is my magic not working?" The succubi asked in disbelief, looking at Django in pure shock. "What are you?"
"Well? I think that I'm special" Django grinned smugly and raised his index finger at the demon. "Now, be a good girl and let me catch you." His grin then became a dark smirk that made Nessova gasp in fear.
But that fear soon turned into a mischievous smile when an idea popped into her head.
"Try to catch me if you can!" Nessova cried and flared out her bat-like wings, taking off to the sky, much to his surprise.
"Get the fuck back here", Django shouted before taking a solid leap to the nearest tree and as quickly as he could get to the treetop. Django knew that it would be hard to catch something that could fly, but he wasn't going to let her get away.
However, before he could take a single step to start the chasing, another Nessova suddenly appeared next to him and whipped her tail around wildly, cutting Django's clothes to pieces, leaving him completely naked. Django was about to use a spell that would cause a park fire, but the succubi's tail suddenly glowed and wrapped itself several times around his flaccid dick.
"GAH!" the heir screamed when he felt a burning sensation within his body and became extremely horny, as he had just drunk a whole barrel of aphrodisiac. His cock grew and lengthened within Nessova's tails, becoming longer and bigger until it reached the length of fifteen inches and as thick as a steel pole.
The last time he felt like this was six years ago, during his tenth birthday, the moment puberty hit him.
Django pulled down his pants and actually saw his dick for the first time while not in demon mode.
"...What. The. Ever. Freaking. Fuck...!!!" He had a hard time believing what he was seeing.
Why are there warts on his dick!
"Relax~ Django~ Those are harmless growths. Well, harmless to you anyway. I pity all those on whom you will unleash that monster cock of yours. Those vaultings will probably drive them crazy with pleasure~ You got it the moment you become a demon!
Nessova's mouth watered, and her eyes sparkled in excitement at the sight of the biggest dick she ever came across, being turned on just by smelling the scent it was emitting. The view of his testicles and balls-sack only made the demoness want to fuck Django more than ever.
"Oh, I'm happy that one of my spells still works on you, stud." Nessova purred sultrily when Django stopped, and his body started to twitch violently. "This is going to be one hell of a…." But Nessova didn't have the chance of finishing that sentence because Django suddenly ran forward faster than she eyes could follow and jumped on her. "Hey! What's wrong with you?" She cried out in surprise but was silent when Django smashed his face against her, crashing their lips together and thrust his tongue into her mouth roughly.
The spell Nessova just used on him was one of the most basic but effective Succubus spells, as it could bring out the inner lust within their prey and would keep on fucking until their life force was completely drained. Nessova used that spell countless times in her succubus' life, but this was the first time she had seen someone react to it like Django.
Why is the Prince....?
It couldn't be possible…
Nessova widened her eyes in shock at the realization. Her theory was soon confirmed when Django suddenly pulled back and stared at her in the eyes.
His eyes glowed, and the white in his eyes darkened, and at that moment, Nessova realized that her fate was settled. She was no longer the predator.
He was. Her Prince.
A True blooded Asmodeus demon.
Nessova moaned out lustfully when Django grabbed her breasts and squeezed them roughly before tearing her one-piece dress away from her body, leaving her naked just like him. His hands returned to her tits, groping them as hard as he could and returning to rape her mouth again. This time, Nessova already prepared for it and returned the favour with her own tongue, though not as vicious as he was. The tongue wrestling battle remained in her mouth. Her eyes shot wide open when he suddenly pinched her nipples and twisted them around hard, making her scream out into his mouth in pleasure.
Everything happened so fast that succubi could barely keep up with his pace; before she knew it, Django had already thrust his big cock into her and started to pound her good and hard, showing absolutely no sign of holding back. His face then travelled down to her breasts, and he bit onto her nipple, much to her shock.
By the time Nessova finished setting up the magical barrier around them so she could scream as much as she wanted without attracting the hunters' attention, she was cumming like never before with each thrust of his cock, squirting her juice madly onto his pelvis. For a younger sister to an Arch Succubus like her, being fucked by a man like this was genuinely humiliating, but currently, she didn't care and could only dive deeper into pleasure.
He fucked her good and hard, penetrating her pussy with long and powerful thrust, punching into her womb every time he thrust his cock in.
Then, his cock suddenly twitched madly inside her pussy and not a second later, the first load of his ejaculation completely filled her womb. Both of them moaned out lustfully as Django hurriedly filled up Nessova with wave after wave of seeds, making her belly expand slightly to contain the amount of sperm he was releasing into her womb.
As Django was too busy unloading himself into her, Nessova finally got the chance to take a deep breath and used her hand to wipe the sweat away from her forehead. Not only could he come a lot, but his sperm was also incredibly thick and hot as well, as Nessova could feel it flow around inside her belly.
Only one round, and yet she felt like she was fucked the whole night.
He came like that for a whole ten minutes before giving a few more thrusts to draw out the last ropes of sperm within his cock, making the demoness groan out in disappointment when he slowly pulled his still hard dick out of her pussy. But she didn't have to wait long because the moment he was able to get on his knees, Django flipped Nessova around and got her on all four, with her ass stuck out as high as possible before grabbing her hip and reentering his cock into her pussy.
With that, he started to fuck her doggy style and like before, he fucked her hard.
"Yes, yes, that's it! Fucked me just like that!" Nessova's screamed out with a stupid smile, standing up a little and letting her Prince grab onto her breasts for handholds to thrust harder into her. "Oh fuck me, my Prince! Screw that fat cock up my cunt! Fuck me harder, deeper! Oh shit, so fucking good!" Her cunt was pounded mercilessly from behind, and Django's heavy balls slapped against her good size ass cheeks.
She was fucked into a mind-numbing orgasm, except this one just seemed to never end.
Then, once again, his dick expanded before he buried himself fully in her. Grunting lustfully, Django started to pump massive amounts of jizz directly into Nessova's womb, causing her stomach to swell from the sudden over-stuffing. Jerking his hips in short thrusts, Django fucked his load into demoness's now swollen belly, forcing some of his cum out of her cunt and down to the rooftop.
His second ejaculation lasted for fifteen minutes before he couldn't cum anymore.
But Nessova wasn't expecting this to be over so quick, even after two hours of nonstop fucking, knowing just exactly what he was. Instead, Django abruptly pulled himself out of her cunt and forced her to her knees and rammed his cock down her throat, which she was more than willing to let him fuck her face and deepthroating him.
And Nessova knew that it was just the beginning of him enslaving her to his cock forever. She can feel the marks on her right breast, ass, and the collar is forming.
Radomira is going to be pissed.
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It was early in the morning, and yet the two were still going at it, with the only difference being Django, who managed to regain his self-control a few hours ago, realizing what he was doing and couldn't stop himself from continuing.
Nessova's appearance also changed considerably a few hours ago, no longer the demonic appearance but a more normal appearance. Her hair fell down normally on her back, and transverse cracks disappeared from her body.
Her face was red, like she was drunk from all the sperm Django kept releasing into her and shot on her body.
"Why does she have a collar?"
"Our magic affected her a lot more than it did, Juri. Must be because of how much pleasure she got from us,"
"You can tell?" Django asked before looking at his hands. He widened his eyes as he finally noticed it. "My hand? Why the hell do I have claws?! Why do I have a small pulsing tattoo?!"
"The transformation is beginning. Our demon form is coming, and we just got many skills from her right now. Going up six levels! I can't wait until we hit level 10."
"Did I just rape this girl?"