A Lovely Menagerie (Original Monster Girl Anthology)

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Hand raised high into the air, both the tired teacher at the front and I looked warily at the woman it belonged to.

“Teacher, may I-” Mary began, but by this point even the freshmen knew the song and dance that occurred once a day.

“Yes, Mary, you may go to the ‘nurse’s office’, and you may bring Ron with you.” The familiar words came with a bone-deep exhaustion, the barely muttered words questioning why she even bothers asking at this point reaching me.

Mary stood abruptly from her desk, and once again I got to witness how beautiful she was. Pitch black hair that grew to her shoulders, wearing a sweater that left both everything and nothing to the imagination- full breasts held in what I guessed to be her red lacy bra. Stepping over to me, wearing a red and black skirt that barely hid her skin-tight leggings that made her ass and thighs look fat in all the best ways, I was immediately grabbed by the shoulder and hoisted out of my seat.

The black, leathery tail meant Mary needed a skirt even as the weather turned for the chilliest between autumn and winter, smacked against my thigh and wagged like a dog’s. Though unlike most Mythos, Succubi gained a lot of control over their tails once they hit puberty, so I knew for a fact that she was completely in control of it’s every motion.

The way it flicked in front of my face, the spade-tip at the end acting as a flag to drag our classmate’s attention, and without seeing her face I could tell she was preening at their attention. Whether she liked showing me off or just wanted everyone to know exactly what was about to happen, I’d never get a clear answer out of her.

Still, the second we were out of the classroom, that damned tail of hers immediately struck like a viper for my crotch and brushing down the length of my now hardening manhood.

Which was to be expected- you can only get fucked within an inch of your life before your body starts anticipating the events.

“Mary-”

“Hush. I’m too damn hungry to chat, so be a good meal ticket and we can copy each other’s notes afterwards.” She spoke sharply, her words in drastic odds to the tail that was lovingly ghosting a touch along my shaft as we walked.

“What notes? I don’t even remember which classrooms I’m supposed to go to during the second half of the day anymore?” I complained to my lifelong… friend, who was the main reason I hadn’t had a full day of classes for the past three years. The only reason I hadn’t been kicked out, is despite all the horrible things people apply to the only Succubus Mytho in the school, she was the smartest person I’d met in my entire life.

“The fact you still remember the classes before that means you’ve got a lot more to give, Ronnie.” She glanced back at me with a smirk, pure white teeth on ivory skin that would be almost angelic if not for the abyssal red iris all the ‘demonic’ mythos shared. “You holding out on me, man?”

As she said that, her tail had shoved it’s way down my pants and begun wrapping around me. My eyes widened in shock. Here, now?! We’re already known as the school whores, but to start it when we haven’t even-

And suddenly the smooth tail wrapped around me felt like the wettest throat imaginable. I could tell because of the sensation of a tongue practically worshiping my balls was quite the giveaway.

My hand went up to my mouth in a desperate attempt to cover it, silencing the moans that naturally came- were produced when a Succubus decided to use their powers on someone. Specifically that neat trick where, whatever they wrapped any part of their body around, suddenly felt like it was fucking whatever kind of hole they could imagine.

The slobbering mouth of a blowjob queen, the ass of the proudest nun, you name it they could replicate it. That power was also how they fed- Succubi can get STDs just like the rest of us, so they needed alternatives to slutting around for survival.

I repeated Succubus lore in my head as I struggled not to cum in my jeans while Mary used her Stand [Blowjob Queen] to suck me off via proxy, getting almost literally led dick first as we walked through the halls to whatever safe spot Mary had in mind today.

Having my balls polished as I desperately tried not to thrust into the throat desperately milking me with its gag reflex, I couldn’t help but burn a hole into the back of Mary’s skirt, imagining grabbing the heart-shaped ass that lied within and playing with it to my heart’s content. A low, smoky chuckle came from my ‘friend’ as we navigated the school, not bothering to hide ourselves from wandering eyes.

After all, it was a common truth that Succubi needed to consume semen to survive. They could eat other foods, but cum was the most important part of their diet. And (un)fortunately for me, I was her favorite snack, since that fateful day…

Lips pursed around my base, making me stop before I jabbed my erection into the now motionless ass in front of me. “Alright, hopefully there’s less bleach-smell in here.” That hopeful sentence cause me to look up and notice the unlocked closet.

I think the fluffing on the way here made more than just my dick straighten out, as I finally had the guts to ask the question I was either too nervous or too drained to ask. “Mary, why the fuck are we always doing this in closets?”

Like I said, after reaching puberty Succubi needed a steady diet of cum to survive, so Mary had a ‘medical’ pass to leave during classes and… eat until she was no longer hungry. And considering that was technically a disability, Mary hadn’t hesitated to abuse this fact for as long as I’d known her.

Technically, Mary was also supposed to give out passes to the ‘lucky men’ who’d end up missing classes. But after the first week where Mary had run out of passes reserved the entire semester, and spending them all on one guy… they just gave me a free pass to skip.

And also forced us into the same class when it came to ‘feeding time’.

And she was also supposed to be given access to a room in the nurse’s office specifically for these situations.

“That room makes it feel like a medical procedure-”

“It is.” A flash of teeth around my cock made me shut the fuck up.

“-So I just told ‘em you get off doing it in places like these, and voila!” She gestured to the old broom closet like it was the grand prize on a gameshow.

“... But that office has a bed in it.” I just ignored the slandering of my good name since the entire school already thinks I’m a raging sex-addict/man-whore.

“... No more chatty, feeding time,” And with that diversion to my excellent point, the supernatural creature threw open the door and yanked me inside before slamming it closed. The broom closet was… roomier than most of the other one’s, with a bit of a walk in area so my cock was only brushing against Mary’s thick thighs instead of ramming it through.

“Ah, preheating ‘s done.” The words were sung right as the Succubus seamlessly yanked my pants and underwear down, and I could see my cock tied up in her tail despite feeling a failing gag reflex squeezing rhythmically.

Instead of undoing the spell like a normal person, Mary dragged her tail off of me like [Blowjob Queen] was finally retreating with a pop after it got caught on my head. It throbbed angrily, having never had the opportunity to actually thrust considering we’d still been in public until just this moment. It dripped with the magical lubricant left behind from her spells, and Mary ever so gently rubbed at the tip with her thumb, precum immediately leaking as her sinful touch was made known.

Alright, a fact that most people in the fucking universe know- Succubi are sex demons. They feed off of semen and vitality from men. The powers that they ended up revealing after the Mythos were revealed to the public at large included that their bodies just… felt better than anyone elses, even without them using their aphrodisiacs. Their skin was soft and pliable, or hard and jiggly, or coarse and all-encompassing depending on what their partner’s preferences were.

I’d never actually been touched by Mary’s mother before- Succubi that actually pursued monogamous relationships outright refused to make direct skin contact with anyone they were in a relationship with- but I knew the woman currently playing and batting at my dick was softer than velvet. A sensual sensation that was so pleasurable and stimulating it bordered on painful at times- though she’d never hurt me.

A fingertip trailed up the underside of my dick, and I shivered at the feel of her impossibly soft hands.

“Now now, this place isn’t the best for a meal, is it?” The woman asked, a playful look on her face as she quite literally played with her food. “You’ve been so distant these past forty seconds, hun,” She said, my dick almost kissing the inside of her thighs, more than capable of thrusting up once and being balls deep in her pussy. “Let’s get a bit closer…”

And then she shifted her hips forward, and for a split second I thought I was finally in her- but despite the sensation of being inside a woman, my eyes told me I was between her thighs. 

“Aw, don’t look so disappointed…” Her words were a twisted mix of comforting and teasing as she shimmied her thighs this way and that. “A perv like you should be happy with any cunt wrapped around you, right?” She hummed as she began thrusting her thighs, sending me deeper and deeper into her warm flesh. I immediately reciprocated, hands wrapping around her back as she jumped for a moment.

Her low chuckle filled my head as she rested her chin on my shoulder, as we both worked my dick deeper into the illusionary pussy she’d summoned up for me. “Right now, it’s that one celebrity that was on tv last week.”

Right, sometimes I forgot that all the fake holes she wraps around me actually belong to people. Though it’s not like anyone’s actually confirmed the likeness is 1 to 1, and I’m honestly terrified of what she’d do to me if I asked her to make a Mytho pussy to try.

“... I don’t watch tv that often.” I grunted, gritting my teeth as I sawed in and out of the delicious spot between her thighs. One thing about ‘feeding’ a Succubus, is they treat it as an actual meal at times, small talk included.

“Oh, well, it’s not like she matters, aside from how-” Suddenly I was forced to stop at the fake hole’s warm slickness was replaced with a fucking death grip that damn near had me blow my load right then and there. “-tight she is. And the fact she can’t make you cum, can she?”

Again, the mixed signals from Mary was almost deadly in their frequency. She always gets weirdly dismissive whenever she tries out holes from women she thinks I know or remember, but she always treats this like she’s just eating with a friend during school hours.

With my cock out, which she only sometimes brings attention to.

“If she could, you’d know by now.” My hands gripped onto her hips as I thrusted harder, knowing she didn’t actually get any pleasure out of this but wanting to fuck the smug look of her face anyways.

Mary laughed, brushing some of her hair over her shoulder. “Well, guess we’ll need old reliable.” My eyes widened-

And suddenly the hole became impossibly tight, an imaginary gurgle coming up from the back end of the throat I was shoved into. I knew this throat, the first and only hole I’d ever come inside of, and the byproduct of the only real hole to every taste my cum.

Higher reasoning vanished, and I dragged Mary closer as I pounded the throat she’d reimagined for me, old passions burning back to life as I thrusted as deep and quickly as physically possible.

“Ah, I see you still wanna fuck my mouth, after all these years? Really, you’re a terrible friend, y’know that.” Whispering in my ear as I fucked her mouth, Mary has truly ruined me for any other. “You don’t lock your room when your adorable neighbor could waltz in at any time to prank you, and when the inevitable happens you give her a money shot so potent she starts shovelling your seed into her mouth-” I fucked her faster, even biting into her shoulder to keep from moaning my fucking heart out. “- and after you force-start her Hunger, all you can do is apologize while desperately trying not to think about how you were thinking of me the entire time?!”

She began yelling into my ear, nipping at my neck and making the fake version of her throat tighten in a way that even a technical virgin like me knew only a Succubus could accomplish. “Take responsibility, and spent the rest of your fucking life feeding me!”

My cumshot fired out like a fucking cannon, with more than enough semen to drown anyone who wasn’t a Succubus if I’d done so in someone’s real mouth. And if Mary weren’t a Succubus, I’m sure I would’ve painted her and the wall behind her in my color… but she was, so instead the illusion faded and she flexed her thighs around me like she was drinking from my cock like it was a straw.

A hot, searing kiss was planted on my neck, and before my erection had even begun to flag I was already harder than fucking steel. I let out a shuddering breath as Mary pulled back and filled my vision with her beautiful face.

Despite her nature, she seemed completely untouched by the sexual acts we’d committed at that moment, not a strand of hair out of place or a drop of sweat on her brow. Until you noticed two things.

The smoldering, hungry look in her eyes and the bit of drool she quickly licked from the corner of her mouth. “Thanks for the H'orderves, now the Appetizer.”

… God I wish I hadn’t fallen in love with a binge eater.

Minutes after the final bell had rung, the closet door I’d been trapped in was finally opened, and Mary sighed in relief, covering her mouth as a small hiccup that definitely wasn’t a burp left her.

“Woo! That was filling, thanks for the food Ron.”

“Don’t use fucking porn lines on me right now.” I said, using an old broom as a walking stick to carry me out. I felt like I’d lost five pounds of weight in pure semen, and despite my constant intake of water in the bag I’d brought, I still felt like I was ding dong ditching the gates of hell.

Why oh why did premarital sex have to be a sin?!

“Aw, relax. I’ll take you out to eat, that one super expensive Mexican place.” She promised, putting one of my arms around her shoulders to help me up.

“Yeah yeah, you’ll just steal my sides.”

“What? I like eating, sue me.” The Succubus said, completely unaware that I probably could and would at this point. “Anyway, I’ve got the notes for finals prep, so one more month and we’ll finally be out of here.” The subject was naturally changed, considering we were in our final year here.

“Yeah, after spending half as much time here as everyone else, I’ll finally be free to go out and be a fucking adult. Woopee.” I whined unashamedly.

“Sheesh, where’d your confidence go?” Shaking her head in disappointment, we walked out the front door and made our way home.

“Somewhere after load three, why?” I replied dryly, only for Mary to sigh.

“If we’re going to be moving in together, I’d rather not have to wear the pants every single time.” She complained, like her attitude in the bedroom reflected how she was in her day to day. In response, I only had one counter.

“I think there’s a fly on your shoulder.” She immediately shrieked and threw me off as she relentlessly batted at either shoulder for several seconds, only to switch targets to the helpless guy laughing on the concrete.

One day I’d be more than a meal ticket to her, I swore.

Stupid, dumb, sexy humans and their stupid, dumb, sexy ways…

“I’m home!” Mary called out, seeing her mother pop her head out of the living room to wave at her from the doorway. Then she sniffed the air.

“Mary, you need to stop draining Ron dry every afternoon.”

“But you and Dad said you’d kick me out if I popped my cherry before I graduated.” She complained, taking off her shoes and walking over to the living room to sit beside her mother.

“Yeah, because a couple of years ago we ran into a crazed cum-junky planning on kidnapping the neighbor’s kid so she could ‘get married’,” The finger quotes were strong in this sentence. “Before anyone could get in the way, and have her personal food dispenser on call.”

Mary flinched in shame at her words. When her Hunger first appeared, it’d taken all her willpower to tell Ron to call her parents instead of shoving his- anyway, when they eventually arrived they had The Talk.

The Birds, the Bees, and the Hornets.

Succubi have a terrible reputation, for various reasons. And the worst part is most of them are true. Succubi almost completely dominate the prostitution industry, as well as being equal parts the victims and perpetrators of the majority of sentient trafficking since Mytho and Human society combined.

And when her Hunger first appeared, her every instinct screamed to steal her crush away and devour him ‘till the last drop. In fact, she still had problems with wanting to devour him- a Hunger that wouldn’t truly go away until she either had children or took the semen of another man.

Since she’d sooner die than have the latter occur, she’s been getting her hubby ready for marriage for the past few years, to great success.

“... yeah, that was dumb. I’m sorry for that, but I’m just getting him ready for our honeymoon!”

Her mother read Mary’s mind immediately. “You’re popping the question the second you get your diploma, aren’t you.”

“Yup! We’ve been f-feeding, and going on dates for almost five years! You and Dad only knew each other for two before getting married, so I’m pretty sure it’ll work out.” Mary smiled, happy to finally reveal her master plan to her mother, waiting expectantly for her praise.

“... Oh Yltsu, save that poor child.” Her mother instead prayed to the highest authority in their entire religion, immediately offending Mary.

But, well, it’s not a no, so she’ll live with it.

A/N: New series, who this?

Yeah, my writing is kinda all over the place lately, so sorry for those involved. In other words, nothing is dead yet. I'm still working a bit on planning Chance and HH, so please forgive me.

Thank you for reading, Peace.