The Cambion Chronicles Ch. 11

"This Coven has endured worse than one young, rebellious witch." The dismissive tone in Elvira's words cut through the room's tension. Listening were several elder witches, each with their unique style and area of expertise. The head of their Coven, Velma, summoned the elders to discuss "the Samantha problem". Despite their power and wisdom collected over the years, the meeting occurred in a modest room behind Velma's shop. Keeping a low profile and discretion was critical to their survival.

Elvira continued to dismiss the reason for their meeting arrogantly. As with any organization involving more than two people, rhetoric and politics were in full force. Elvira tried to sway the other Elders' opinions more than Velma's, "To be honest, I find it alarming that you even consider this a threat, Velma. This young witch and her sister, what was her name again? Helen? It sounds to me like you're afraid to deal with this on your own." The other witches maintained their composure but were surprised by how defying Elvira's words had become.

Velma paused to collect her thoughts before calmly replying, "There were many ambitious witches I have dealt with on my own. You never even knew about them because you didn't have to. However, none of those students had successfully cast an extremely complex demonic summoning ritual." The shocked gasps from the entire Council sealed the weight of that statement. Elvira, however, remained calm and persisted in her dismissive attitude.

"Your sensationalism is amusing, Velma. But we all know no sane witch would seek demonology as a path to power. Only enslavement and servitude await those misguided practices. If she, in fact, even cast such a spell, it would be a testament to her incompetence! She would be digging her own grave, don't you agree?"

Velma sighed as she looked around at all Elders, responding to them, not to Elvira, "Misguided, that she most certainly is. And I would agree that she dug her grave by playing with demon summoning spells. But she has done it twice already. Not too long ago we all felt the traces of a summoning ritual in a nearby building site, and tonight something even bigger. Samantha is a witch with talent and skill unmatched even by some in this Council. I would have handled this alone if I could, sisters. But you know I did not come to this position by underestimating my students or dismissing their accomplishments. If she did this, she likely had a plan. Even the loose boundaries set by this Coven were too much for her to follow. Believe me when I say she will not bow to any demons. If she fails, she may end up digging all of our graves with hers. Especially if the Celestial Rise gets wind of this."

To Elvira's dismay, Velma stood up; her voice raised as she realized she had the room's full attention."I called upon you because I need you to stay in town if an intervention is required. Forces that haven't shown their faces for centuries may be back in our backyard. I've sensed the power of her spells from here; the ritual took place last night. If she can conjure such power, she likely has allies, other witches she has been training secretly, perhaps for years. I need your trust and your support to handle this discreetly."

There was silence, Elder witches mostly nodding in agreement, expressing their availability to Velma's call. Elvira scowled, then turned her back to the circle and walked out. Velma followed her with her gaze until she was out of the room. Despite her arrogant personality and adversarial attitude, Velma couldn't deny Elvira was the most beautiful amongst them. Several of the witches let go from their physical appearance over the years, either due to the effects of aging, or simply for becoming more focused on their magical and spiritual pursuits. But Elvira never neglected her looks, with her pale skin, beautiful green eyes and long-black hair, the middle-aged woman always dressed in style. Long, gothic dresses, usually in black or purple, and make-up on point, with well executed purple shadows around her eyes that complimented her angular face. She left a trail of lavender perfume as she walked out, her long hair flowing behind her down to her hips.

Velma then turned back to the other witches in the Council, filling them in on their plans.

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LAST NIGHT AT SAMANTHA'S APARTMENT

Viki found herself sitting on the floor, slowly backing away from Samantha," Umm... this wasn't part of the p-plan!" She hesitantly said as her back hit the wall. She couldn't take her eyes off the demonic being before her. Samantha still stumbled as she tried to walk, her balance thrown off by her new body. Seeing her reflection on the glass door of a cupboard, the witch took a moment to admire her new self.

Melon-sized tits, shredded abdomen muscles, and right below the throbbing pair of semi-erect yet arm-sized horse cocks hanging from her crotch. The strange and warm feeling of the heavy ball sack brushing her muscled thighs, reaching past her knees. She looked over her shoulders to the massive ass cheeks protruding behind her. She flexed them, making them bounce beautifully and clap against each other as if they had a life of their own. The hip-to-waist ratio was out of this world, with her hips being easily twice as wide as her torso.

Samantha had been short and thin all her life; she wasn't used to feeling anything bounce or jiggle when she moved. Now she had become built like a hyper-voluptuous amazon warrior. Her wide hips and massive ass cheeks put any twerking porn star to shame. In fact, if split in two, only one of her ass cheeks was probably already as big as the biggest asses in the industry. Together, they formed a round and protruding mass, a marvelous ass with the perfect balance between muscle and fat. The spaded tail at the base of her spine added the final touch.

The demonic witch couldn't help but cup her massive breasts, feeling their perkiness despite the weight of those two delicious orbs of flesh, each bigger than her head. She saw the ornamental and arcane tattoos adorning her pale skin, mimicking Akmah's former scars. Samantha had some small tattoos, which completely disappeared after the transformation, leaving only the marks that belonged to the succubus. They looked better than any tattoos she could have gotten anyway. However, she still needed to learn what those meant and if they had any utility beyond aesthetics.

Samantha could almost smell Viki's fear and arousal in the air. In fact, she could see around her several strange floating colors, an aura that seemed to shift and flow, reflecting her emotional state. And poor Viki was no different from Carol, Aislynn and Jada, the other three witches in the room. They all hesitated, frozen in place by a mix of fear, confusion and awe at what had just happened. Finally, Samantha decided to break the tension as she responded to Viki and addressed the others.

"I met you when you were nothing but a junkie whore, and I turned you into a powerful woman. I gave you sisterhood, trust, friends, and power. I taught you magic and witnessed as you used the tools I gave you to punish the scumbags that had abused you. You were pretty happy with our deal then, so I'm curious to know what you think our deal is now."

Viki swallowed hesitantly; she adjusted her blonde hair and looked at the other three witches for support. Carol, the brunette closest to her, didn't dare to speak. Instead, she lowered her chin, avoiding eye contact. Jada and Aislynn mimicked her gestures; they didn't dare confront Samantha, their mentor.

Viki continued. She had no choice but to try and get her point across now, "It's just... You said demonology was the only true path to power. No matter how powerful we got as witches, we would always pale compared to eternal beings like demons and celestials. You said that if we helped you take that power from a demon, you'd share it with us. I thought that was the deal! You didn't say anything about that", Viki spoke as she pointed to the gigantic horse cocks and the massive ball sack hanging from Samantha's crotch.

Samantha took slow but firm steps towards Viki, "You are right, sister. That's what I said, and it is the deal we made. How do you think succubi share their powers? By shaking hands and singing together? Just by staring at each other? Could you possibly be this naive? Look at my body! I have become a sex goddess! I transcend all mortal boundaries of pleasure! I am merely starting to understand what this magnificent body can do. So by serving me, you will be getting your share of power. Don't you see? This is how we fulfill our deal and seal it for good."

Viki looked up at Samantha, standing a mere foot away from her. She had a full view of the gigantic genitalia. Both cocks were now fully erect, reaching over twenty-two inches each. Bumps adorned their flared heads, and a thick slime oozed out of the slits, persistently hanging to the tip, fighting gravity with its viscosity. Both cocks and her ball sack were covered in thick veins, making them even more intimidating. Viki turned her face away in fear. But no matter how it disgusted her, the delicious smell still pulled her closer. The set of Samantha's equine cock and balls was as alluring as it was scary.

Samantha continued, smiling as she noticed the effects of her hypnotizing pheromones taking hold of Viki. "This is as new to me as it is to you. But I know this is what we need to do. So I ask that you trust me, as you have done until now, and this demonic power will be yours! You came all this way with me; let us continue walking together, sisters!" Samantha smiled and nodded at Viki, motivating her to take action.

Viki raised a hand and grabbed the middle of Samantha's upper cock. Her fingers weren't long enough to wrap around the entire diameter of that vascular log of flesh. She pulled it down, directing the head towards her face. She hesitated momentarily, looking up at Samantha, who nodded. Viki gave the flared tip of the horse cock a lick. As the witch tasted the strong precum, she immediately felt her body shiver and relax. Warmth coursed through her; all the hair on her body stood up with constant chills. She gave it another lick and a third one after that, allured by the taste and texture of Samantha's fluids.

Removing her black robes, Viki soon found herself french-kissing the flared head on Samantha's equine appendage, her inhibitions progressively fading in the background. She was making out with her urethra as if it was her long-life lover, kicking the dark robe to the side to reveal her young, beautiful body. Her blue eyes looked up at Samantha sensually as she savored the fluids and smeared them all over her lips, letting out soft moans."This is... it's unlike anything I've ever... tasted... hmm".

Shocks travelled through Samantha's body as she witnessed Viki slowly giving in; she basked in the feelings of having her cock licked and sucked for the first time. Still unfamiliar with her new body, Samantha barely noticed as her giant cocks oozed a copious amount of precum. The fluids came out from the tip in such volume that Viki couldn't keep up with it. She swallowed mouthfuls of the viscous liquid and still had her face almost entirely covered in slime. Samantha's second cock was neglected by the witch, but it comfortably rested on her tits, spurting precum on her cleavage. Samantha moved her hips softly, inadvertently grinding her cocks on Viki, lost in the overflow of new sensations.

Breathing harder, Viki felt the high of consuming Samantha's demonic fluids course through her body. At first just a relaxation, but then heat, and an arousal that she had never experienced. Viki's cunt was quivering underneath, her juices dripping on the ground in impossible amounts. Drawn to the equine cocks like a moth to a flame, she didn't waste time and pressed her ample breasts from the sides with her elbows, squeezing the horse cock.

Samantha's perception of reality was blurry; she was almost stunned by the overwhelming feelings sensations coming from Viki's sensual massage and cock-worshiping skills. She could barely remember how she managed to push the broad head of her horse-cock into Viki's mouth, but she did it somehow. Ssamantha looked down at the blonde witch, savoring the hesitation in her eyes, her distended jaw barely containing the sheer girth of that cock. Then, before she could pull away, Samantha grabbed Viki's head with both hands and slowly thrust her hips forward as she held her firmly. The horse cock started to travel down Viki's gulet. The shape of the flared head was visible on the skin of her neck, sliding deeper down into her chest, violating and conquering her esophagus.

Viki's arms fell on her sides, her fingers twisting and spasming. She couldn't react or breathe, rolling her eyes. The blonde witch took the abuse, gagging loudly as the massive horse cock invaded her throat and pushed further into her stomach. Samantha's lower cock was still free, spurting precum and rubbing against Viki's cleavage and bulging belly. She began to pull and push Viki's head, fucking her mouth eagerly.

With her eyes closed, Samantha focused on experiencing what her new demonic body could give her. She plunged deeper and deeper into desire, further than she ever thought possible. Samantha could only have experienced a glimpse of these sensations as a mortal. Now she had a complete picture of what bodily pleasures were even possible. No wonder succubi were so tempting to mortals, overwhelming them with demonic sensations and causing them to throw their lives and souls away.

Viki had her eyes rolled up as the aphrodisiac effects of Samantha's fluids overran her entire body. A sticky foam formed from saliva mixed with battered precum oozed out the edges of her mouth. It poured out of her clogged nostrils. Viki felt discomfort but couldn't pull back; she wanted more; no, she needed more, and she barely understood why. The pressure on her throat and chest dissipated as the seconds went by. She nervously raised her trembling hands to her belly, caressing the bulge of the horse-cock poking from inside. She felt it push outwards under her rib cage, stretching the walls of her stomach and skin, just before retreating inside when Samantha pulled away.

Viki's body progressively acclimated to the stretching and violation from the horse cock. Her legs trembled; her pussy was on fire. She reached down between her legs and touched her labia, feeling it wetter than ever. She felt almost as if she was floating as her throat was utterly fucked and overtaken by horse cock. Her gag reflexes slowed down until they finally stopped. Loud, wet noises echoed through the room; all her being was slowly learning to serve cock; nothing else mattered.

Samantha progressively realized the potential of her new body and the feelings she could now experience or evoke within others. She witnessed Viki's submission, her gaze shifting from fear and hesitation into pleasure and utter devotion. The blonde sucked horse cock with no care for anything else and dove deeper and deeper into her role as a mere flesh sleeve for horse cock. Samantha's mind was racing with depraved, extreme fantasies of getting these witches addicted to her body. She yearned to turn men and women into servants to her cocks, bloating them with cum until their swollen bellies crippled them. Repeating this for hours, days, never backing down, never satisfied. Trapping a harem of whores into pure devotion to her cocks and an uncontrolled obsession for taking more and more of her cum. Soon she realized those weren't mere fantasies but memories flooding her mind. Not her memories but those of Akmah. An eternity of indulgence, violent and extreme sex beyond mortal comprehension.

In less than five minutes, Viki had already become a willing cock-sleeve. Her fear and inhibitions had utterly melted away at the first contact. Samantha couldn't stop imagining what she could accomplish within hours or even days. These witches were the first to bow to her will and serve her superior demonic cocks. Soon the world would do the same.

Pleasure flooded Samantha's senses in constant waves, feeding the depraved imagery in her mind. She felt her hips moving, like an independent entity thrusting into Viki's face. The succubus' thick, muscled thighs and massive, round ass cheeks wobbled with her eager movements. Her ball sack, holding two swollen nuts bigger than basketballs, swung back and forth, smashing onto her lower cock and pressing it against Viki's chest. She couldn't stop herself, possessed by the frenzy of lust overtaking her until the brutal face-fucking that she visited upon Viki culminated in a mind-shattering orgasm.

The blast of cum inside Viki's belly immediately filled her stomach, which expanded as gallons of the thick demonic sludge were pumped inside her. Samantha tossed her head back and screamed gutturally, losing control as her ass cheeks clasped together and her hips moved forward. She plunged her horse cock into Viki's mouth to the sheath and held her position.

Samantha convulsed, barely able to handle the pleasure, almost fainting as her entire being poured itself into that seemingly endless flow of cum. Her balls tightened up closer to her crotch, and the thick cum traveled through her cocks, blasting inside Viki like a powerful water pump, a fire hose. The pressure of each jet forced Samantha's hips backwards, but she clenched her ass and pushed back. She maintained her stance at all costs, even through the orgasmic spasms, moaning and grunting like a crazed animal. "Ahh fuck... this is too fucking GOOD! I can't... Stop... CUMMING! It just won't fucking STOP! FUCK! Suck that fucking cock, you blond whore! Take my load, every.. DROP! GAAH!"

Samantha's free horse-cock spurted an equally obscene amount of cum all over Viki's chest and lap. Then, unrestrained, it twisted and wiggled against her, blasting jets of cum that were so powerful they left red streaks on her skin wherever they landed. The cream immediately stuck to Viki's skin in its thickness. The white sludge fought gravity to stay in place.

Viki held on to Samantha's muscled thighs and took the load. She had no choice. Her belly grew further, blasted with cum from both inside and outside. Samantha held on to Viki's head as she rode the repeated waves of her ever-blasting cum. Each time her muscles clenched a five-second steam would loudly bulge Viki's torso. For a moment, Samantha looked behind, over her right shoulder, realizing it wasn't just her cock streaming cum. She witnessed the wide, v-shaped gushes of pussy juice squirting out of her cunt, washing the floor behind her with incredible pressure. The fluids put several ritualistic candles on the floor, immediately knocking them over with power. It was as if Samantha's body wasn't hers, and she was just along for the ride. She tried to maintain a balance between the violent recoils from her basting cum and cunt fluids, spasming in pure ecstasy.

The other witches in the room pulled back at the sight of such an explosive orgasm. But there was no way for them to escape. Drops of Samantha's emissions flew in multiple directions, touching everything and everyone nearby. Once in contact with some of her fluids, the same hypnotizing daze that had overtaken Viki's senses a few minutes ago began to take hold of Carol, Jada and Aislynn.

Carol, the tall brunette with a beautiful tanned complexion, was the first to give in. She couldn't resist the urge to get more as she felt the first taste of those fluids. The witch approached the orgasming succubus and placed the curved palm of her hand under the squirting geyser of Samantha's pussy. Slowly, she raised her wet hand to her mouth, tasting the warm, thick juices and letting out a visceral moan. Before that jet even finished, Carol was already on her knees behind Samantha in the direct line of that geyser, literally showering in cunt juices.