Incubus's Hot Day - You tell Lilah You Won't Do that to Amber

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You swallow the anger towards Amber as you remember all the great times you had growing up. How close you were. So what if she slapped you once? You did just proposition a threesome with her at the start of your transformed relationship. Turning into an incubus made you overeager.

And it bit you in the ass.

But that didn't mean you had to degrade your friend. That you had to make Amber into a whore for all of the football players. You are done playing games for Sun and Lilah. The cost is not worth the gain. You glare at Lilah.

“No fucking way. Amber's a good girl. She's not a slut.”

“You could make her into one though,” Lilah purred, trembling as her boy toy feasted on her cunt. “Mmm, you could just twist her about your finger. Imagine her writhing with all those guys, gasping, moaning, begging for them to cum on her.”

“She's not a porn actress,” you growl. “She's not going to star in your personal smut film just to amuse you.”

“But I like being amused,” pouts the succubus. She flutters her deep, green eyes at you. “But if that's how you feel, incubus, then no pussy cream for you. Sun can find some other way to get my juices. You can tell that little—”

“Tell her yourself!” explodes from your voice. Frustration seethes in you. “That's why she cursed me, right? Because she's playing some game with you?”

“Some game,” huffs Lilah. “You don't even understand. She has power, and she will be my little slave groveling at my feet.”

“Whatever,” you snarl and turn around. “I don't need either one of you!”

Anger propelling you, you march out of the Commons. You suck in deep breaths, your body trembling. They both are cunts. They both are manipulative bitches. How many other people have they abused as part of their games?

Well, you won't let them destroy Amber.

You leave the succubus to her amusements and head to class. You sit in Ms. Rhea's classroom, but you don't find yourself admiring her lush, pillowy mounds in her low-cut top. Normally, ogling the MILF professor would keep you hard through class, but the curse...

As the day wears on, you feel your incubus mojo bleeding out of you bit by bit. Your awareness of other women's arousal and emotions grows more and more fuzzy. Without a hard dick to power your sex drive, it's atrophying fast. You barely had any time to play with it, but you're resigned to your fate. You won the moral victory.

Even if it leaves you unfulfilled.

“Hey,” Amber says while looking sheepish at you when she slinks up at the end of the day, her hands held before her, her head lowered. Her short, brown hair sways about her cute features. “I'm sorry that I slapped you.”

“It's cool,” you shrug. “I think what happened this morning was... unusual for both of us.”

Her cheeks went scarlet. She nods her head quickly.

“Why don't we just pretend it never happened,” you continue. “I didn't finger you and ask you to join a threesome.”

“And I wasn't so wet with lust that I let you?” she asks. 

“Are you wet with lust now?”

“No.” She snorts. “Come on, it's you. You don't get me wet.” You can tell she's hiding something. Did she have real feelings for you?

“Oh, thanks,” you say anyways, falling into the familiar pattern of her friend. “I'm just that hideous.”

“Of course not,” she says, ruffling your hair as she slides against you. “But you're my friend. Your almost like a brother to me.”

“Right,” you say. “That's why you were so wet with lust for me.”

“I thought we weren't going to talk about that,” she huffs. “That we were just going to ignore it.”

“Maybe you're ignoring it too much. I mean, you did let me finger you.”

“A pity fingering,” she retorts. “Because you haven't gotten laid in a while. And if you hadn't asked Sun to join, well, you might have gotten a pity fuck.” A smile plays on her lips.

You laugh as the pair of you walk home. It feels nice to talk with her, to hear your friend laughing and joking, that impish grin on her face. You almost sealed the deal with her this morning. But shit happened. That's life.

Maybe something will develop in the future. Maybe Sun's curse won't last forever, or you'll find another way to break it. Maybe tomorrow or the day after, you'll get a little twinge in your dick. You know Amber has feelings for you, hidden beneath her jokes. You have that hope that something might happen. One day, the stars might align just right for you to reach through her defenses without supernatural powers.

And if not, is being friends with her really the worst thing in the world that could happen?

Just Friends Ending

We've reached the first ending. But there are many more out there. Here's all the choices not taken!