Glup! Glup! Gulp! Glup!...
The warm, salty taste of the panther's potent essence spilled out onto my tongue as I sucked and licked, this was the third ti in less than a half hour and the feeling was incredible. The last ti my mouth got stuffed full of its white cream, not a single drop spilled from my mouth. I beca greedy and wanted to suck more and more like there would be no tomorrow, and in this case, it might as well be.
I literally had sex with a magical black cat, sothing I couldn't even imagine before being turned into a slutty, beautiful Succubus. And the strangest part of all this was not the situation or the fact that I was still stuck in the forsaken realm, but the fact that I enjoyed it so much. It was surreal, to say the least.
Gulp! Gulp!
After emptying the fourth serving of cum, the spiny, 12-inch, long cock's hardness subsided, a sign that my al was almost finished. With one final slurp, I pulled away, a few drops of cum oozing down my chin.
'And there's no more,' I thought, disappointed.
I didn't want to waste a single drop of this precious essence, as it was a life-saving energy for , and by that, I an, my life was literally in the hands of the cum and the beast that produced it.
'Hopefully,' I sighed internally.
It was a tough, sticky, musky, salty, creamy experience. One that I will never forget. I was turned into a succubus, and honestly, I should be freaking out right about now.
I just had intercourse with a wild animal in its cave, not to ntion my act of slurping the huge beast's delicious cock. The sex was incredible, but still, the rational side of my mind told this was beyond unacceptable, and the act of swallowing such a disgusting thing was more insane than the situation I was stuck in.
But you see, it was either this or die. Not to ntion that the spiky feline cock was way better than getting fucked by a ghoul, or half-ghoul; since a full ghoul doesn't have cocks. So honestly, it could be worse. I'm alive, well, more or less.
Besides, who am I to judge? I just devoured my white 'food' like a starving man with no etiquette at all.
As I simply lay there in a daze, licking my lips and staring at the cave ceiling, the panther was lying beside , extrely tired. Well, I think I ate more than he could give. Getting sucked dry four tis by a succubus really affects a creature's energy, and I needed him alive if I didn't want to find so food out in the open, risking dying to sothing more terrifying than ghouls.
"I need to find food for this big black cat," I said, staring at his tired form as his chest rose and fell, "should I hunt so ghouls for him?"
Clink!
At the ntion of the word 'Food,' the panther's ears perked up and his body went tense. Its crimson eyes fixed on with a look of hunger.
"Haha, guess that's a yes." I laughed, stroking the beast's fur. "You've done so much for , big guy. The least I can do is find you so food."
"Well, it's a win-win for both of us," I shrugged, my mind racing with possibilities. "You get food from my hunt, and I get the food you produce. A pretty sweet deal, if I do say so myself."
The panther's tail flicked lazily behind him, the look of hunger never leaving his eyes. But then strangely he brought his big head close to , sniffing and licking , and his soft tongue felt good on my skin, making let out a moan and close my eyes.
"Oohhhh"
'Hmmm? Is he trying to have another round?' The thought crossed my mind but I was wrong. In the next second, the big cat brought his mouth to my right breast and started sucking and licking it.
"Aaah!"
'W-what is he doing? Is he trying to nurse like a baby?!' The realization hit like a slap, and the thought was absurd. And the more the panther's rough, wet tongue licked my breast, the more it felt good, and the pleasure was making horny, and I could feel the heat growing between my thighs.
"Sorry big guy, I don't have any milk, but maybe we can find sothing for you." I chuckled, stroking the panther's thick, black fur, and I could feel the tension in his body. However, suddenly I felt a strange heat inside my chest. And before I had the chance to make sense of it.
"What the fuck!"
White fluid was coming out of my nipple, like milk! Not only that—the flow was constant and didn't seem like it would stop. The big cat noticed too, his mouth opened wide as he stared, his tail twitching with excitent.
"This is fucking impossible!" I cursed, my voice trembling. "Are you kidding ?! Since when do I have milk?!"
My brain was in a state of panic. This wasn't supposed to happen, and it was beyond logic. Producing milk ans one thing. Pregnancy.
"System, explain!" I demanded, my heart racing as I sat up and stared at the panther, whose mouth was still agape in a silent plea.
Ding!
[Host. The succubus race is considered one of the top creatures related to lust and sexual desires. They do anything for pleasure, and do anything in order to satisfy their carnal needs, including changing their bodies to match the needs of their partner and gain the maximum pleasure.]
"What?! That's insane," I replied, not believing my ears. "So you an that the reason I'm producing milk right now is because that's what the panther wants?"
[Affirmative, Host. Your body changes itself to match the needs of your partner. As long as it's sothing that could be considered sexual, your body will find a way to fulfill it.]
"Well, fuck," I cursed, sitting down, and looking at the expectant face of the hungry black cat and at my already full tits. I could swear they grew at least one size larger, and now they are bursting.
I knew the big guy had to eat and to be honest, it would help a lot if he had enough food. And while it was weird, I could manage to accept the fact. And with a defeated sigh.
"Go ahead," I said, grabbing the side of my left breast. "Drink up, and enjoy."
The panther's eyes lit up, and with a soft rumble, it eagerly latched onto my milk-producing breast. The sucking sensation was intense, a strange mix of maternal nurturing and raw, animalistic hunger. The warm, thick milk flowed freely, filling the panther's mouth, and I could hear its contented purrs echoing through the cave.
I even removed the hell chain around his mouth, not out of pity but a necessity. And the scene was even stranger to be able to watch, and if soone saw right now, feeding a hungry giant black cat like this, naked on a stone-cold ground while it was drinking and playing with my large, and sensitive, boobs—they would definitely freak out, especially if they found out that I was a man before this shit happened.
However, a part of , deep down inside, was reveling in the perverse, depraved experience. The feeling of his hungry mouth latched onto my nipple, his rough, raspy tongue sliding along my skin and teasing the sensitive bud. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before, a primal, animalistic satisfaction.
"This feels good," I admitted to myself, the heat slowly rising inside once again. "Too good."
My body ached in the most pleasant ways, the remnants of our sinful union and the exhaustion from our erotic night together. And the sight of the hungry animal greedily drinking from my breasts was more enticing than anything I had ever imagined. I literally had an orgasm just from my tits getting sucked.
The panther's eager suckling continued, his hunger seemingly insatiable. I could feel the milk flowing freely, the sensation both strange and intensely pleasurable. The cave around us seed to fade away, leaving only the two of us in this intimate, primal mont.
"System," I murmured, my voice thick with a mixture of arousal and disbelief, staring at my boobs. I swear their size got bigger for a second ti, and the milk didn't seem like it would run out anyti soon.
"Is this... normal?"
[Normal is a relative term, Host. For a succubus, adapting to the desires of a partner is within the paraters of your species' abilities.]
"But this... this is just... fucking insane," I stamred, my mind still reeling from the surrealness of it all. "I an, I'm producing milk like a fucking cow, and you're telling it's normal?"
[For a succubus, providing sustenance to a partner in a form that satisfies their needs is a natural extension of your abilities. The panther's desire for milk has triggered this adaptation in your body.]
"Well, shit," I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief. "I guess I should be grateful I'm not laying eggs or sothing."
[If it would help, Host, you can.] the system chid in without missing a beat. [You just need to et the right partner.]
"Go fuck yourself."
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