An evening of preparing for a romantic reunion is turned on its head when Marvin inadvertently summons a sultry succubus from the depths of hell, who graciously puts her affinity for enhancing sexual performance at his disposal. Bigger is better, as the old adage goes, but a carelessly worded wish leaves Marvin at the mercy of a domineering futanari with a rapidly growing tool and the balls to use it!
Will Marvin satisfy her otherworldly lusts before the night is over? Or is he doomed to remain in her service forever?
This sizzling 6,500 word tale contains the following themes: A deliciously oversized futa, futa on male, dominance, worship, and enough orgasms to paint the walls.
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Warped Futa Wishes:
A Demonic Futa-on-Male Fantasy
Marvin dared to pop his upper body out of cover; the mere presence of the succubus certainly made something else of his pop up, too. "I would've made better arrangements if I had known," he began. "I mean, the book really didn't seem that trustworthy."
Her gaze darted down at the sorry bundle of pages. "Ah yes, the book. Do me a favor and burn it when we're done, won't you?" She smiled apologetically, but even that seemed an invitation to come hither that sent tingles down Marvin's spine. "It's warded against me. Can't touch the damn thing. Anyhow - Marvin, was it? What can little ol' me do for you?"
A hundred lewd images flashed through Marvin's head in the blink of an eye. You could do a lot of things. "Oh, nothing much. I'm just - sorry, what was your name? - just waiting for my girlfriend to get back from a trip. I thought..." The succubus' giggle, a rich, melodic sound, stopped Marvin's in his tracks. He saw the flash of her pink tongue as she parted her lips in a wide smile and sent a stab of pain through him as his erection strained against its constraints.
"How sweet. You can call me Kelly. It's as close to the real pronunciation that you're liable to get with only one tongue." She paused to savor his words, her left hand absentmindedly hefting one breast and toying with her pink, inviting nipple. It practically made Marvin's mouth water. "So what did you have in mind for the lucky lady, my dear? A celebratory threesome?" She stepped forward, close enough for Marvin to feel the warmth of her breath and the maddeningly sweet scent of her body.
He steeled himself. "Nothing like that, no." A sheepish blush crossed his face. "Not that it wouldn't be lovely! Jessica might not... Er, as I was saying. The book talked about secrets of love-making and how important size can be."
A crooked smile touched Kelly's lips. "Ooh, that's where we're at?" She reached forward without a hint of reservation and cupped the front of Marvin's bulging crotch. "Sure you need that, Marvin? There's plenty down there by my measure."
Marvin shuddered and stifled a gasp, all but cumming right then and there at the mere touch from the red, sensual goddess. "Ah! Y-yes, I'm sure. A bigger penis that lasts all night lo-o-ong!" Kelly drew the last syllable out of him with another playful squeeze before retracting her half-gloved hand and placing it back upon her expansive hip.
"A regular energizer bunny, hm? That sounds doable." Kelly's sultry smile widened. "You'll have to say the words, though. That's how the magic works. Raunchier the better." She laughed cordially and slapped Marvin's ass. "So tell me, my dear summoner. What do you wish of me? A fat fucking cock that'll keep fucking and jizzing from sundown to sunrise?"
For a moment Marvin turned as red as Kelly's flowing hair. The wine might've had something to do with it. "Huge, too."
Kelly broke into a grin. "Ah, silly me. A huge, fat cock at that. Is that what you wish of me, summoner?"
"Y-yes."
"Say it."
"I want a huge, fat cock that'll keep fucking and jizzing from sundown to sunrise!"
The words were spoken. A stillness settled over the apartment, though Marvin still quivered from the excitement, the danger and the carnal aura of Kelly herself.
"The contract is made." Kelly said and leaned forward. She kissed Marvin, hot and fiercely. Her lips were velvet, her touch electrifying. Marvin came at once, before he had a chance to react, and Kelly left him with a taste of exotic lands on his tongue as she pulled back. "The payment is given."
Kelly's tone of voice reminded Marvin of ritualistic chanting, flat and final, though the demoness brought a lewd dimension to the image of a cultist. Her eyes shut and her hands drifted downwards, fingers digging into the plump curve of her breast while the other grazed over her obvious camel-toe, damp lace clinging to her skin. Her chest rose and fell with a light quiver and Marvin heard her moaning under her breath, the sound so delicate that it might burst at any moment.
"That's... good?" Marvin ventured carefully. His rapid orgasm left him heaving and sweating, but there was bigger things at stake here than a handjob. The mention of payment sent a chill down his spine - that hadn't been part of the discussion at all! "You're not going to claim my soul, are you?"
Kelly's full lips parted in a grin. She opened her eyes again and licked her lips. "Not your soul." Those fangs of hers looked awfully sharp. "I'll take your ass for starters. Then... We'll see."
Marvin blinked. "What?"
"You heard me." Kelly smacked Marvin's backside with a quick swing of her hand and tore strips of black fabric off with her sharp nails. She shamelessly squeezed his firm butt cheek while her other hand worked over puffy sex. "That cute little ass of yours is going to be mine."
Refusing the advances of a succubus was above the ability of any mortal man or woman. Marvin certainly didn't know what to do, stammering feebly as a deer caught in the headlights of a truck. "I don't - my girlfriend..."
"Forget about your girlfriend, boy." Kelly seized Marvin's collar and drew him in. "You have bigger problems to deal with." Her perfect face was a mask of malevolent mischief, leading his gaze downwards with a toothy grin. Her breasts, large and proud, stole Marvin's attention on the way down her impossibly curvy form, but it was between her thighs that the real treasure lay. Her thong bulged.
"No..." Marvin whispered, hoarse with utter disbelief. He knew, though, and so did she. Kelly's red eyes flashed bright and the bulge grew, steadily filling the delicate lace with dark flesh. She took her time.
"What's the matter, boy? You asked for this." Her breath felt warm against Marvin's ear, voice dark and alluring. The first threads of her underwear snapped from lack of room and the rest followed in rapid succession. Kelly put her hand between her thighs, but already the bulge was too big to cover. "Remember?" she whispered, moaning. "A huge, fat cock." Her thong gave up the ghost and fell to pieces as her immense slab of fuckmeat burst forward, thick as her forearm and nearly as long. And still grew as it filled with the rush of blood.
Kelly's delicate hand looked frightfully small next to the rising monster, not even able to get her fingers fully around the shaft. They ran down the underside of her swelling prick to toy with her massive pair of balls as they swung out to freedom, each heavy nut dwarfing her fist. Her tongue touched Marvin's ear as her voice teased him. "Fucking and jizzing," she breathed, each word like an orgasm in itself. A splash of pearly cum struck the floor and the next shot painted fully half of Marvin's right shoe white. "From sundown..." The blasts of spunk punctuated her every syllable, spreading her molten goop between them. "... To sunrise."
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