Joy and Her Friends Ch. 04

Why don't Succubi have orgasms?

*Vanessa Tuesday 2:00 PM.

When I woke up, I realized that the new pair of jeans was just a dream. I was on my x-ray table with an IV in me; at least I think it was me. I pulled the IV out and looked at myself a little. I couldn't let people see me this way, or at least those who knew me, because when I hopped off the table, I was bigger, a lot bigger because the wall light fixture that I always had to get on my tip-toes to switch on, was now below my eye level. I knew I was a lot stronger because when I hopped up to a standing position, I hit the sixteen foot high ceiling.

My shoes were torn apart and over next to where I had been reading the x-rays. They'd never fit me now, even if they weren't all ripped apart. My hair was a lot longer, down past my new nicely shaped tushy. My baggy clothes were no longer baggy. My knee length baggy skirt looked like a stretchy, short mini skirt, and felt a little damp. I thought I had a nice bust line before, but now? I couldn't put my arms out straight, I had to bend my elbows a little to the side because I now had a basketball, cut in half, and connected to my chest, I was massive, and sensitive. My blouse had ripped the buttons off. I had to take the two blouse ends and tie them together to even begin to cover my big bust line.

I finally spotted a mirror and saw that my face still looked enough like my old face, but now about twenty years old instead of almost forty. I looked buffed up, but not muscle bound.

What happened to me? The last thing I remembered was feeling tingly all over and hearing something behind me, turning, I must have passed out.

Something happened to me and I needed to find out. One minute I'm reading the x-rays from the python and the next, I find myself jumping off the x-ray table, bumping my head on the ceiling and finding myself in what seems to be a new or at least vastly improved body.

Let me think a minute, I remember reading those x-rays around 9:30 and then waking up around two in the afternoon. That's over four hours missing.

I noticed an extra set of x-rays still lying in the developer. They looked strange. From the chest up, things looked normal, big but normal for a person. The spine looked like a double exposure. The hip area was strange in that it looked like two superimposed shots of a hip and a snake's large head. Then the shots of the legs looked out of focus. What was going on here?

Medical techs had to have been here because of the IV, but where were they? And where was my python? And why did I have a craving for live rabbit?

I seemed to have memories that were not my own. Memories where I can see myself, from some other view point, of tasting my own feet and finding them tasty, swallowing then and working my way up my body. Then a sharp pain in what feels like the back of my neck and that's where that memory ends.

I shook in fear and revulsion, then almost screamed over that memory of something eating me, and Where was that python anyway. The python was big enough to have easily swallowed me whole, over thirty feet long, and a head over two and a half feet wide. How and why did I become different?

I needed to get out of here, and fast, before someone who knows me comes in.

I scooped up the strange x-rays and ducked into the empty animal hospital room next door and hid in its small broom closet, or at least it was small to me now. I heard people going into the room I just left, and they were yelling about where I was, calling my name, and wanting to know where the snake was.

Did they see my new me or my old me? I stayed hid until it got quiet. About five in the afternoon, I left and did my best to walk out like a normal visitor. I came towards the tiger's cage. The trainer, if he left on time, went home back at three. Out of habit I looked and didn't see the tiger, but I did see a foot of someone lying down mostly behind a barricade. I unlocked the cage and went in to find a yellow haired woman built like me and just as big.

I woke her up. I talked with her, asking questions about who she was, and how she came to be here and no clothing on. She knew about her past, but a strange version. She knew about India and hunting like some African tribesman would. She had a collar on that had TRISHA stamped in it and PROPERTY OF ZOO.

I walked to the side and she followed me, on all fours, like any four legged would try to. She said that that was how she always walked, and then wanted to know where her tail was and that her rear legs bent the wrong way.

She stared at her arm and then asked what happened to her. Said that she use to have light orange and white fur all over her old body, and to her this was a new body. She must have hit her head or something because she sounded just a touch off.

I was getting a crazy idea, could she be Trisha the tiger? After seeing my new body and now her, her description of her old body, a multitude of questions were coming to mind, starting with body changes, her language, and knowledge that she, as a tiger wouldn't have, like color. Then she said that she saw her mate in the form of a man, and mated with him. I asked her to describe the guy, and she described a human, White hair, mature, and caring, sounded like the computer tech.

I told her that I knew who her mate was and that we had to get out of here. I found the trainer's baggy coveralls and calling Trisha by name, asked her to stand up and put them on. She answered to Trisha. She said, "I remember the man who wore these, stood this way and walked this way." For the first time she stood up on two legs, and took a few testing steps towards me.

She took the coveralls, looked at them and said, "How do I put these on my different body? Wait, Wait, I remember how feeder put these on." Trisha did a lot of wiggling and finally got into them. They were so tight that they looked painted on, with the front zipper only up just above her navel barely covering her brown skin around the nipple. I'm glad she had big puffy nipples. It helped hold the coveralls from totally exposing her breasts. I was almost in the same problem with my blouse.

I'm different and so was Trisha. That computer tech was involved with both of us. As Trisha would call it, he mated with both of us. I needed to find him, and for more than just answers because the more I thought about him, the more my pussy was itching to have him in me again.

Trisha was saying that she needed her mate. She said she found something with his smell on it. She said that she saw her mate, the white haired man, give this to her feeder. She handed me a business card. It had the name of Jerry Edwards with a home address on it.

I had a plan. "Trisha, his name is Jerry Edwards, according to this, his address, his home location is on this. You want him, and so do I. We're moving. You and me, we're going to move in with him. He just doesn't know it yet, and he'll have no choice in the matter."

"Trisha, I need to introduce myself. My name is Vanessa. Your name, according to your tag says your name is Trisha. Isn't that what your feeder called you?"

Trisha replied, "Yes, so that's why he kept saying that. That's my name! I'm starting to get the hang of this talking stuff. It beets growling all the time just to tell feeder I was hungry or had to go, and when feeder didn't get it, I did my best to go on his feet. One day, a long time ago, he bent over to pick up something and he did a noise in my face and it smelled like it was dead. I like the smell of dead meat. Long dead food. So I got up and returned the favor with my best smell. Why feeder fell over I'll never figure out, unless it smelled too good for him."

Vanessa said, "No more stories. You're coming with me. Let's go before someone figures out we don't belong here."

We got outside and out the gate without being questioned. I found my pickup truck, got Trisha in, I got into the driver's side and realized that even with the seat all the way back, I could barely work the peddles because I was so tall.

We got to my apartment, without causing traffic problems, and quickly started packing all I wanted to keep. While I packed, I had Trisha take things and put them in the truck.

I found out that Trisha was a fast learner because when I said we were going to Mr. Edwards' place next, she ran and got into the truck without any instruction. I was really liking this girl. We were making a good team. Hopefully, us going after the same man wouldn't cause a problem, because I had a kinky side that I always wanted to explore. I'd never shared a man before, but the idea was getting me very wet.

*End Vanessa Tuesday 2:00 PM.

*Trisha Tuesday 10:30 AM.

What do I remember of my old life? I remember sleeping in the forest, of hunting on the grass lands and drinking from the river.

Life was good except that I had found no suitable mate. I knew what he should smell like and none of the males that came around, smelled correctly.

One day I smelled something strange out on the grasslands. I went to investigate. What I found was a human out hunting. I felt a searing pain in my shoulder and then I heard a bang. I knew it came from the human. He caused me pain. I went after him, took him down, and killed him because he hurt me. The pain was getting so bad that I passed out.

While I was out, I dreamt that a human with eagle wings came to me, talking to me in my own tongue, telling me that if I chose, I would live in a new land and that humans would heal me. A land where I would find my mate, a human mate. I would mate with him and he would awaken my hidden abilities. I would become what is called a griffin because I would have wings when I wanted them, and that I would look like her most of the time, yes, her because I could smell a female in heat and it wasn't me.

I asked her for life. I asked her for my mate.

When I woke up, I found myself in a cage and I could feel movement under me. I later learned that I was on a ship, a flying ship, you called it an airplane.

The Zoo took me in and finished caring for me, making me healthy again.

Many years later, there was a nasty thunder storm making me so upset that I threw up. A human, I called him feeder because that is what he does for me, took me back to the sick rooms, to take care of me until the storm passed.

An unknown, new human walked by. My old memories were coming back to me about my winged messenger.

I don't know what it was about this new human that I saw earlier but he smelled of my long awaited mate, and he's coming back. I needed to let him know that I knew he was my mate and that I found him after so long here. My instincts had told me that he was mine and that I had been searching for him from the beginning. I made my, pleased sound, and put my head low, in submission. The feeder was making those sounds like no growl tongue I could ever understand, but these humans used all the time. I did know the feeder used one set of sounds that was met for me that I responded to in hopes that he would at least growl something that I understood, but feeder never did.

Anyway, I smelled my mate coming and let him know I was submissive to him.

He got down on the ground with me. I came to him and rubbed the side of my nose all over him, marking him as mine, letting him know I was ready to have cubs, but all he did was tickle and scratch me in the most enjoyable places, I even took a chance of pure submission and put my head on him just above his fertility stick and kept wiggling the back of my head on it. I think it was moving in there but I couldn't tell with all this covering. He found the place where my leg, by itself started wiggling and scratching. I had no control over it, but I loved it because it felt so good.

My mate and feeder were making those noises to each other. My lover slowed down enough that I got control over my leg.

I got up, turned to face my mate. I had to have his fertility stick pushed up inside my hole where the cubs come out, and I needed it now.

I remembered how feeder took on and off his coverings. With that knowledge, I laid on my mate, wrapped my legs around him, (he felt so small and light,) and rolled onto my back, bringing him with me. With my back legs, I pulled his coverings almost off him and rolled back, pinning him under me. I moved up his body so I could line up my hole with his stick, and with one female's need this great, I dropped down and put that wonderfully feeling stick as deep as I could get him in my hole. I felt full, both in depth and width, but he wasn't all the way in. I pulled up just a little, and then with all my weight, I bounced again. This time he was all the way inside me.

I bounced and wiggled a little but he got wider and knotted to me. I couldn't stop what happened. For the first time after leaving my home land, I orgasmed and let out a mighty roar. At the same time, my mate gave me my long awaited fertility dose. He gave and gave and gave, so, so much that my fur around my hole was getting covered with it.

He stopped and I relaxed enough that my hole released him. I turned around and started cleaning him up. He must have not been finished yet because He started giving me more and more. The more he gave, the more I licked up and swallowed.

He finally stopped. His stick started getting smaller. I finished cleaning him up, and then went to my corner and started cleaning myself up. I wanted to be nicely groomed for him.

He got up and left, but for me, I was getting very sleepy and didn't have the strength to get angry at feeder, for letting him go. I just curled up and slept. That was the last memory before becoming human, a very pleasurable one of knowing my mate, humans call it, knowing him biblically.

*End Trisha Tuesday 10:30 AM.

*Trisha Tuesday 5:00 PM.

I woke to a human trying to wake me. I didn't really want to, but I felt different. I smelled something strange, a human, a human female in heat, mixed in with that big snake, and something else. It wasn't a dream! I smelled my mate! But why did I smell him on this human?

Was she growling to me? No, she was doing those human sounds and the strange part was that I was understanding it. It wasn't a growl tongue at all, but a language with complex sounds they called words. She wanted to know who I was and where I came from, and why was I naked. The human, the young woman, held my collar and said my name was Trisha. I understood a lot more. I understood what a name was and that I, was Trisha. I looked at the collar and was able to understand what words were and able to understand these on the collar.

I told her about my hunting and living along some forest with grasslands and river flatland next to it. She went to a wall and I followed, or at least I tried. My back legs and feet were messed up and my hair on my body was gone except for this long stuff from my head. Wait, this body wasn't my own, and my tail was gone. I was in this human body. No wonder I couldn't walk. "What happened to me? I won't complain about this young feeling body without the pains of my old body, but it just doesn't feel normal to me. How do you walk on your hind legs so well?"

I said, "Before I got put into this body, I had found my long lost mate, even if he was human, he smelled of my mate. My lower hole had satisfied its hunger on his fertility stick and I was hoping to give him cubs. I knew how my old body worked and was hoping that this new stronger body worked the same way, but my lower hole seemed to easily get wet, and seemed to want my mate in it."

She said she knew who my mate was and called him Jerry Edwards. I stood up and walked like a human would and walked around. It wasn't that hard after all. She tossed me the coverings that feeder had and said to put them on. Feeder actually had two layers of coverings on and these were the outer ones. I said I remembered how feeder put these on so I tried. My new body had only two teats but they made up for it in size. I had to wiggle to get the coverings on and was only able to close it part way because of my big milk givers. Odd, I noticed that mine were as big as hers. I had never had my milk givers bigger than my own head, let alone two of them. But then two were better than the ten or twelve that were common for tigers.

She called me by name again saying, "Trisha, my name is Vanessa, and Jerry Edwards doesn't know it yet, but we're going to move into his home. We are going to Jerry's home and live with him!" I was liking this human female. She was going to take me to my mate! In the old days there were many females that shared the leader mate so I would have no problem sharing him.

I told Vanessa that these coverings smelled a little like my mate and it seemed to come from a small piece of material in a small pouch on the underside of my milk givers. I handed it to her. She said she was happy because of what was written on it. I started to tell her about a story of feeders nice smelling spot between his hind legs when she said that we needed to get out of here.

I followed her and did what she did until we came to this big metal thing she called a truck. I watched how she got in. She told me to get in on the other side.

We got to her home and put her things in the truck. We got back in and went to another home. She said that this was Jerry Edwards' home. We went to the front and she hit the wall with her paw, ops, she called it a hand and what she was hitting, she called it a door that she was knocking on. I was starting to get the hang of these words when the door opened up and there he was. There was my mate, but another female was with him and she looked kind of like Vanessa and myself. Not knowing what to do I did as Vanessa did.

My mate was concerned about Vanessa, but he didn't know who I was. Vanessa and I smelled food. If my mate, I needed to start calling him by his name I guess, if my Jerry was having food, it was good enough for me.

Jerry called her Joy. He asked her to do something. She was a servant, mate or something?

He took us into another room where the food was. Two more males and another female were there and they smelled almost like my Jerry, close enough to be his cubs. His cubs. That would make it all the nicer. His fertility stick worked. This new body was working crazily. It was going deeper into heat. Come to think of it, Joy and Vanessa smelled strongly of heat also.

He knew Vanessa. He was talking to her and about her to the others. Then he referred to me as Vanessa's friend. That hurt me a little so I said, "I'm Trisha, but I looked different than when you saw me at the Zoo."

My human pussy wanted him in it. I licked my lips a little just thinking about it when the one male cub said something about Vanessa and me looking hungry for my mate and that my mate was attracting the good ones. Good ones what? What were good ones?

Then the other male cub said something about Jerry having a harem. A harem, I know that one. That's when the male has many females to use his fertility stick on, and they take care of him. Oh, I was getting itchier down between my lower legs just thinking of caring for him the way I wanted to.

We sat down on what was called chairs and started eating while my Jerry was talking to the cubs about how he came to know Vanessa.

All of a sudden, I heard Joy, but not with my ears. 'Hi Trisha. My name is Joy and I belong with Master Jerry. I call him Master when we are alone and Jerry with anyone else that is not one of my sisters. That is what you and Vanessa are, my sisters. It happened when you couldn't resist having his cock, his penis, or as you call it, his fertility stick inside you with his seed, or cum, inside you. I know because I was the same way when I first saw him, and I still feel the same way.'

Then, in the time it took me to swallow a piece of food, Joy told me everything about herself, Master, the great evil, everything that has happened so far, and everything she knew about this world, and I do mean everything, including how horny she was for Master all the time, and that I, Vanessa and the rest of my undiscovered sisters would be. I thought I felt strange being this intense in heat, but she was this way the whole time, if not worse.