The Succubus Queen

Disclaimer: All characters are over 18. This story contains futa on male, futa on female, mindbreak, dubious consent, and bad ends. No elves were harem'd in the making of this tale.

Inspired by artwork by Mali_6

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Some fools try to summon the Succubus Queen.

Today is no different. A coven of three

Have found an old spellbook and read it with glee.

They chant from the book, they scribe holy wards,

They weave binding circles with thrice-blessèd cords.

They try every spell, both arcane and fel,

That maybe might hold back a Mistress of Hell.

They think that they're safe; they think they're protected.

Poor fools! They'll get what they never expected!

They summon Her now. They open the portal.

Out steps a creature of beauty immortal!

As sculpted from marble, Her features are cast,

From statuesque neck to a warrior's ass.

Thighs like a mustang and abs of hard steel,

Calves that could kill with one press of a heel.

But muscles aren't all that She has on display,

Her curves are unreal, a stupendous buffet.

Proud and erected, Her tits defy sense,

Jiggling yet perky, they're simply immense!

Below them Her hips swell with motherly grace,

She's fertile and ready to birth a whole race.

Her eyes seem to glow as She looks at the fools,

Assessing their auras, their magics, their tools.

Judgment completed, Her tongue wets Her lips,

And juice starts to flow from Her pussy in drips.

She stretches and sighs, gets ready to listen.

The fools start to speak, Her thighs start to glisten.

They offer Her souls, they offer Her virgins,

They offer their aid in demonic incursions.

They offer Her pacts, they proffer contracts,

All so She'll turn their desires to facts.

One asks for beauty and one for great riches,

One wants a harem of hypnotized bitches.

So sad, that not one will get what they seek,

As now the Queen giggles and begins to speak!

"I thank you for bringing Me here on this night,

You poor little fools who would harness My might.

Your work is impressive, your wards are well made.

They'd stop any banshee or siren or shade.

Anything feminine perfectly trapped,

Given My title, you thought it was apt.

But you've made a mistake, as fools always do,

Assuming that demons have sexes like you.

Now, what kind of Ruler of Lust would I be

With key and not lock, or lock and not key?

You amateur mages are in for a shock,

Now witness the full majesty of My cock!"

She giggles again, Her juices now flowing,

And grabs at Her crotch, where something is growing!

Majestic indeed, it's a ludicrous shaft,

A titanic organ with veins on the haft,

A medial ring and one more at the tip,

That quivers and flares as Her pre starts to drip.

Her ballsack emerges and readies to breed,

It visibly churns as it swells up with seed.

She fondles a nut as if checking it's fertile,

Then calmly turns and steps out of the circle!

The fools are aghast, every one of them screams.

How could this be? What a horrible dream!

One turns to run, but he's frozen in place

By the mystic aroma that soon fills the space.

"You smell that, My lovelies? It's My gift to you

For making a portal and letting Me through.

The musk from My nuts will take over your mind,

Adapt you and shape you to suit demonkind.

Your days here as humans have ended in sin,

Your days as My fuck-sluts are now to begin!"

The humans are frozen, unable to flee,

Their muscles go weak and they fall to their knees.

She cackles in triumph, surveying Her prey,

Then stalks to the nearest and begins Her play.

A blonde girl looks up at Her, trembling in place,

then squeaks as the Queen drapes Her nuts on her face.

"Breathe deep, sweet Blondie, embrace your new fate:

A cocksleeve, a nutslut, a cumdump, a mate.

Your body can't handle My majesty yet,

But give it a minute, we'll get you all set.

You there, Boy! Come service your Queen!

My pussy is dripping, come see that it's cleaned.

And you, little Bitch with your hand at your tit!

I like you already! Come kiss Me a bit."

The humans don't struggle; the musk has its hold,

They moan for their Mistress and do as they're told.

The blonde one embraces the nuts in her face,

Caresses and pets them, and licks at the base.

her thighs start to thicken, her ass begins rounding,

The better for Mistress to give her a pounding.

Meanwhile the boy shoves his face in Her cunt,

Desperately slurping, he lets out a grunt.

The more of Her juices he drinks from Her gash,

The more he feels tingles spread out from his ass!

Last, the poor girl who was clutching her breast,

Approaching her Queen to fulfill Her request,

Stretches her hand up to reach for Her face;

she's quickly deflected and shoved to her place.

"I told you to kiss, Bitch, I never said lips.

Get down on My cock and start kissing the tip!

See all this pre? That's what you should be drinking.

A kiss on My lips? I mean, what were you thinking?

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"Drink now, My sluts, drink! Guzzle and swallow.

Taste of My bliss as I'm draining you hollow.

You drink from My body; I'll drink from your souls,

Sucking you dry till you're nothing but holes.

Fuck yes! You're good, sluts, your souls are high-powered!

Feed Me! Sustain Me! Get fucked and devoured!"

With that exclamation, a shudder and roar,

A flex of Her cock knocks poor Bitch to the floor.

Her nuts start to pulsate, Her cockhead flares wide

Then deluges Bitch with an unholy tide.

The girl is soon sodden, her skin all agleam

From spurt after spurt of the Demon Queen's cream.

Now painted white from her face to her thighs,

Bitch starts to shudder, and spasm, and sigh.

her eyes roll back and she lets out a moan

As she fully submits to a will not her own.

she gives herself whole to embrace the unclean,

And gives up her soul to the Succubus Queen.

The demon inhales with a horrible slurp,

Then patting Her belly, She giggles and burps.

"Delicious, My lovely! My thanks for the meal.

Your soul had ambition, and gusto, and zeal!

Now it has nothing, your future is black,

You once were a warlock but now you're a snack.

One down and two more, who's next, then, I wonder?

My cock is still leaking, whose ass shall I plunder?

You, boy! Get up here, bend over and spread.

Let's see if your hole is prepared to be bred!"

The boy scrambles up and presents his new ass.

It's huge now; he's put on some serious mass!

The Queen grabs his rosebud and pulls to the side,

It stretches, elastic and gaping so wide!

Wasting no time, then, She lines up Her tool

And plants Herself into the mindbroken fool.

"Ahh, perfect. Exquisite! Embrace your new role,

A sheath for My cock while I sup from your soul.

I'll fuck out your spirit, embrace it as Mine,

Then savor it slow like the finest of wine!"

he screams at the size of Her cock in his butt.

his belly distends; there's a bulge in his gut!

She nips at his ear and then draws Herself back,

Then thrusts Herself home with a terrible smack!

It's too much to handle, he bugs out in shock

He gurgles and gags as he's filled with Her cock!

And just for an instant, a vision so fair,

A wisp of his soul can be seen in the air.

It's not there for long as She sucks it away,

Then giggles, enjoying devouring Her prey.

She pulls back again and then drives Herself in,

Beginning to thrust with a devilish grin.

The air is soon filled with a chorus of lust:

The squelching and slurping of each of Her thrusts,

Her moans as She fucks him, his whimpers and begs,

And wet little slurps from the girl 'tween Her legs!

Yes, Blondie's still kneeling, a dutiful slut

who eagerly worships her Mistress's nuts.

her body has shifted, her hips have grown thick,

her vulva is puffy and gaping and slick.

She's open and needy, a flower in bloom,

A glyph of fertility glows on her womb.

She whines as she paws at the nuts on her head,

Begging her Queen to be seeded and bred.

"Patience, sweet Blondie, you'll get what you crave,

I'll fill up your womb when I'm done with this slave.

Back home in Hell, you'll be safe on my farm,

Chained to a milker, my brand on your arm!

Life as a breeder is easy, you'll see.

Your womb will spawn legions of offspring for Me.

Come then, it's high time we went back to Hell,

One last look around, and then bid Earth farewell."

She groans as She says this, Her nuts give a pulse.

The boy starts to spasm and twitch and convulse.

his belly bloats outwards, he squirms in Her grasp,

Then gives up the last of his soul with a gasp.

She sucks it away, then She straightens and stands,

Slipping the cum-bloated boy off Her glans.

A rush of Her fluids floods out of his ass,

Leaving him gaping, collapsed on the grass.

Then turning to Blondie, all done with the boy,

She grins as She readies to claim Her new toy,

And stroking Her fingers across the girl's face,

She conjures a collar and locks it in place.

A "click!" and the human belongs to Her now,

A promising warlock reduced to a cow.

she moans for her Mistress and crawls to the gate,

Then lets herself fall to her unholy fate.

At last having sated Her lust and Her greed,

Two husks on the ground and a new slut to breed,

The Queen gives a chuckle and heads for the portal,

A vision of power and beauty immort--Wait.

She startles and turns, as if tracking some quarry

Then locks eyes with me, the one writing this story!

Uh oh.

"Hello, sweet thing, were you watching the show?

I don't often entertain voyeurs, you know.

I really should kill you, or rape you at least,

But I'm feeling quite sated from such a nice feast.

I'll make you a bargain. In place of your head,

I'm claiming your fans and your readers instead.

Go publish that story. Embellish the plot,

Talk up my beauty, and make me look hot!

Ensure it's read over and over again,

By thousands of fangirls and horny young men.

Then all of your readers who stroke themselves raw,

Who quiver and cum to the sights you just saw,

Who beg for submission, who whimper and whine.

I'm taking them all. I claim them as MINE.

So go lure them in with your pitiful scrawl,

Next Halloween, I'll be back for them all!