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Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 81

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April 17, 2022

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- CHAPTER 81 -

Figuring that Serenity just needed to calm down in order to transform back to normal, I had her get off my lap and focus on eating more steak, since she was still hungry anyway. In the meantime, Gabriella prompted me to speak more about my first time when I grew out my wings, seeming to want to give Serenity some hope so she could just calm down, her anxiety likely making it worse.

Unfortunately, the truth was, I didn’t know if my situation was similar.

I’d snuck out of the house near the full moon and grown out my wings in the middle of the night, not returning home for a few hours. Of course, I was on-board with Gabriella’s intentions, so while I admitted I wasn’t sure if it would have been impossible for me to revert to my human form right away back then, I also made sure she knew that I was transformed for several hours.

Gabriella also asked Serenity if her back was itching, and my first love just shook her head, her crimson eyes filling with tears, her entire body beginning to tremble. Being fully transformed, her hair was pitch-black, her overall appearance looking a lot like Gwen now that she had horns that curved back over her head, her lips and eyelids a rich purple. Honestly, the only major difference was their actual skin complexion, with Serenity’s coloring being much more similar to mine. Not to mention the whites of Gwen’s eyes were like a normal person, whereas Serenity’s sclera were pitch-black.

Very much like she was a hybrid of an Inferno Imp and whatever I truly was.

Especially since her now midnight tail, which was nearly black but also almost had an eggplant hue to it, didn’t show any signs of growing fur.

Only problem was, Gwen didn’t have wings, and Serenity’s back wasn’t itching, which I knew had been the one thing Serenity had been looking forward to, prior to me injecting her with my blood. Granted, after she’d transformed, she ended up feeling like the idea seemed almost bizarre to her after already feeling so different, but I almost wondered if that was why she was looking so upset now.

Not just because she felt like she couldn’t turn back, but because she wasn’t even showing signs of getting the one thing she really wanted -- wings.

In fact, the only person who had complained about having an itchy back thus far was Gabriella a few days ago, and I hadn’t noticed her complain since then.

I thought about asking, but decided to just keep the conversation focused on Serenity for now, especially in case that was actually a big part of Serenity’s concern in this moment…

Honestly, she seemed really emotionally unstable, as if she was super hormonal right now and barely holding it together.

However, then Gabriella made a comment, clearly trying to lighten the mood, only for it to have the opposite effect. I was just about to grab Serenity another steak, with her having finished her last one, when my busty redhead spoke.

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing we didn’t go to a restaurant after all,” Gabriella said in a lighthearted tone. “Would have been hard to scratch that ‘horny itch’ in public.”

Just like that, without further warning, Serenity’s mood immediately deteriorated all the way, and she began sobbing.

Like, really sobbing, her breathing picking up, her body trembling more, as if she was beginning to have a panic attack.

“Ren!” I said in alarm, flying off my makeshift seat, and kneeling to wrap my arms around her. “It’s okay,” I tried reassuring her.

She immediately shook her head and just cried harder, her breathing even more escalated, to the point that I’d never seen her fall apart like this in my entire life. Not even when our parents passed away.

Something was definitely wrong.

And we needed to prioritize that over our date.

Without thinking, I scooped her up in my arms and stood to my feet, focusing down on a surprised Gabriella. “We’re going to Miriam’s now. Grab a few water bottles to put out the fires.”

“O-Okay,” she replied quickly, jumping up to do so, following me back to the car. “What should I do with the leftover steak?”

My brow furrowed. “I guess just pack up what we can. We should probably try to make it look like we weren’t even here.”

Gabriella simply nodded, Serenity whining now as she sobbed, truly seeming like she was having a panic attack. Shit, what was wrong with her?! I couldn’t even ask, because I knew she wouldn’t be able to respond.

Setting her down in the backseat, knowing we’d have to keep her out of sight on the way there, she immediately pulled her knees up to her chest, reaching up to grab her horns, partially covering her face as she curled in on herself, sobbing like her grief was never going to end.

Her fairly long midnight tail was even curled, coming out of her black dress and bending upward to the crook of her knees, before moving back along her calves like it was trying to conform to her body, being pretty much the same length as her legs.

Wanting to get out of here as soon as possible, I grabbed a few more water bottles from the trunk and then ran over to help Gabriella, dousing some on the metal grill to cool it off, while my first fiancé focused on putting out the larger fire they’d cooked marshmallows over, creating a ton of smoke in the process.

I then moved the grill out of the way, and began kicking up dirt to bury the coals, prompting Gabriella to try doing the same on the other smoking pit. Once I was done, I moved over to help her, speaking in a rush.

“Are you fine with driving?”

“Of course,” she said just as quickly. “Should I call the others to meet us there?”

“They’re already getting in the car,” I admitted, sensing the urgency coming from Avery as she communicated with her mom and Mrs. Rebecca, Natalie having climbed in the backseat already of Mrs. Rebecca’s black car, since the mature redhead was the only one who knew how to get there.

Gabriella’s eyes widened at that, but she didn’t comment, instead focusing again on helping to kick dirt over the remaining coals with her foot. Both she and Serenity had worn flats so she wasn’t making as much progress as me.

Finally, I told her that I’d finish the rest, asking her to pick up any remaining trash we had, only for me to pick up the five foot log and toss it back into the trees, followed by rolling the rock into the brush too.

The last thing I did was grab the semi-cooled metal grill, quickly verifying that it wasn’t obvious anyone had been here, knowing the second smoking pile of dirt wouldn’t be obvious by tomorrow morning, and then headed back to the car.

Once everything was in the trunk, I climbed in back on the other side, so that Serenity’s head was closer to my hip, and Gabriella began backing the car up.

Serenity was still holding onto her horns, sobbing incessantly.

Placing one hand over hers, realizing it felt like her body was burning up, I pulled out my phone to quickly send Miriam a message, letting her know we were on our way sooner than expected. Part of me also wanted to tell her that there was an issue, but I knew she would probably assume as much anyway, and I also felt bad that something was always wrong every time we went over to her place.

Honestly, this entire last week had felt like one crisis after another, though this particular one should have been expected -- to some extent, at least.

Serenity’s crying didn’t stop at all, with her not responding to anything I said to try to reassure her, but it did grow less loud after the first twenty minutes, prompting Gabriella to speak up again once we were much closer to Miriam’s property.

“So, this thing with Avery and Natalie. Seems like it’s a much bigger deal than I realized.”

“Oh, umm…yeah, it’s pretty intense,” I admitted, wondering if it actually bothered her, trying to remember her expression when I’d mentioned they were already on their way -- something that occurred from a distance, purely as a reaction to the two being aware of what was going on, without me having to make a phone call or anything.

“How…how intense?” she asked carefully, almost seeming as if she’d been hesitant to bring it up with Serenity still crying, but obviously wanting to know.

I sighed, keeping my voice down, even though Serenity would hear just fine either way. “Well, I can tell you that your mom is driving, and that Michelle’s in the passenger’s seat. And that Avery and Natalie are holding hands in the backseat. They both are pretty focused on me right now, so they know what you just asked and what I’m telling you right now.”

My busty redhead’s eyes were wide in sincere shock at that. “Oh…that’s…” She paused. “That’s definitely intense.”

“Yeah,” I said simply, unsure of what else to say right now.

Because it honestly was super intense.

And I suspected there was a lot that could be said, not just from me, but from Gabriella too, but now didn’t really feel like the most appropriate time. Not when Serenity was still falling apart as if a lifetime of grief and regret had hit her all at once, nearly suffocating her with how hard she was crying.

I knew Gabriella had already commented that she was interested in trying to form a bond like that too, so I wasn’t sure if the intensity was something she wasn’t sure she wanted, or if…well, if maybe she was worried about never being able to achieve a bond like that.

Like, what if it wasn’t possible with everyone else?

What if I could only have a bond like that with Avery and Natalie? How would that affect my relationships with everyone else long-term?

I wasn’t sure.

And I suspected it did, in fact, make Gabriella a little concerned.

But we both left it at that, as we continued on the remaining trek to Miriam’s place.

I felt like we all relaxed some once we pulled into Miriam’s long wide driveway, suddenly surrounded by tall trees that nearly blocked out all the low sunlight. Because this was a truly safe place, where even Serenity wouldn’t have to worry about what she looked like right now.

I’d been planning on pulling out my phone once we were on her property, to let her know we’d basically arrived, but the moment we passed through the first barrier, I got a potent sense of her presence on the property, due to me sharing in ownership, with it almost feeling as if the magical domain itself was welcoming me home.

I knew Miriam was always excited to have us over, even though I’d just seen her earlier that morning, so I wasn’t even surprised when we found both her and Gwen standing on the concrete steps waiting for us as Gabriella pulled around the gurgling fountain.

Initially, the sexy devil maid’s black furry tail was actually swaying absentmindedly behind her, almost as if she was happy, with her wearing her silk maid uniform again, but that just made her tail’s sudden stillness all the more noticeable. Her brow furrowed as she undoubtedly picked up on Serenity’s thoughts, prompting her to whisper quickly to her mistress, who was dressed in jean shorts and a simple white blouse -- a whisper I overheard without a problem.

“Something is wrong with Serenity. She’s really upset…she…” Her voice trailed off as her brow furrowed. “She’s holding onto horns. I think that’s part of why she’s upset.”

Miriam’s emerald eyes were wide as she listened, prompting her to nod as we finally pulled up.

And now I was concerned for an entirely reason.

Why hadn’t I considered that!

All this time, prior to telling Serenity my secret, my biggest concern had been that she’d reject me upon realizing I could transform into some kind of devil. Because, even if she didn’t go to church, she still believed in God. And while she didn’t seem to mind my demonic appearance after all, still accepting me without a problem, she’d repeatedly complained about her own scary appearance in the last few days.

A scary appearance that was far worse than any of the others to begin with, even in comparison to Gwen, and now suddenly she had horns!

She had horns!

No wonder she was upset! She was terrified she might never be able to look normal, having suddenly transitioned fully into a devil -- an appearance that was scary enough to spook her whenever she saw herself in the mirror.

Or was that really it?

Gwen shook her head slightly, focused on me now, as Miriam walked right up to my door and opened it up, that natural maternal aura radiating off her with waves of sincere concern and affection as she spoke up.

“Oh sweetie,” she said gently in response to both seeing and hearing her curled up sobbing, motioning for me to get up.

I did so, knowing I’d certainly not been able to help at all, taking a step back as Miriam slipped in next to her, the potency of that motherly aura dramatically escalating as she gently covered her hand were mine had been.

And I knew Serenity could sense it too, because she actually began sobbing even harder, despite having already cried for nearly half an hour straight.

“Oh honey,” Miriam whispered somberly, scooting her hip even closer, helping her to raise her head onto her lap. “Shhh, you’re going to be alright. You’re safe here. It’s going to be alright,” she said sympathetically.

I gave Gwen my attention when she reached out for my shoulder, only for her to slip her thin fingers down my arm and into my hand, gently encouraging me to follow her into the house -- I assumed she had something to tell me based on her expression.

Gabriella quickly noticed and finally got out of the driver’s seat to join us, likely wanting to hear what she had to say too.

The moment we stepped through the large front doors, with my busty redhead having caught up, Gabriella spoke right away in almost a whisper.

“Do you know what’s wrong with her? Nothing we say seems to help. It’s like she won’t talk to us.”

Gwen finally turned at the entrance to the grand foyer to face us. “Her emotional state is really unstable right now, and I’ve really only seen something like this in two particular types of people.”

Gabriella and I exchanged a glance.

“What’s that?” I asked seriously.

“Either someone going through puberty or someone who is pregnant,” she said seriously.

My eyes flew open in alarm, causing her to shake her head.

“No, I’m not implying she’s pregnant. Only that she’s very…well, essentially, very hormonal right now. And it makes sense, if her body is going through these drastic changes. I’ve seen Rebecca become this emotional when she was younger, and I’ve also witnessed Rebecca’s mother becoming highly emotional like this when pregnant.” She focused more intently on me. “And no, master, it’s not as simple as her not liking her appearance. I think the reason why she hasn’t said anything is because she wants to be like you, and so she doesn’t want to say anything that would make you think otherwise.”

“But she is thinking otherwise,” I assumed.

“Yes and no,” she replied. “From what I’m getting from her, even now, she’s sincerely afraid of not being able to look normal again. Afraid that she won’t be able to live life normally again. That she’ll have to quit her job, and that she won’t be able to go out in public ever again, without risking exposure. In many ways, she almost ‘feels’ like her life is over completely, which is probably just a symptom of her heightened emotional state. But she’s also afraid to say anything, because she’s terrified you’ll regret changing her, or think that she doesn’t appreciate it.”

Gabriella chimed in. “So essentially, Kai’s the wrong person to comfort her, because she’s afraid of hurting his feelings. Afraid he’ll misunderstand how she feels.”

Gwen’s purple lips tugged down into a frown. “In a way, yes. She’s also embarrassed by the fact that she can’t pull herself together -- she’s embarrassed that she’s falling apart right now in the first place -- and that feeling of shame is just making it all worse. Like I said, she’s very emotionally unstable and hormonal right now, much like someone pregnant, or a girl going through puberty.”

“Anyone going through puberty,” Gabriella teased.

I shrugged. “Honestly, I wasn’t really that emotional, although I was kind of depressed during that time.”

Gabriella grimaced. “Sorry. Bad time to try making a joke. Well, not really a joke, but you know.”

“It’s fine,” I replied, focusing back on Gwen.

The sexy devil maid was grimacing now. “She’s starting to get really hungry again, and we don’t have any meat here,” she said without prompt.

My eyes widened at that. “Maybe she’s not done transforming then. I could catch her something, and we could continue our cookout in the woods here, if Miriam doesn’t mind.”

“She won’t mind,” Gwen confirmed with a small nod.

I nodded, pulling out my phone to check something. “And actually, there’s that deer I killed last night. I didn’t gut it, but I did drain it dry of blood, and I’m pretty sure that hunters have left out game for longer than that.” I paused as I did a quick search, only to verify my suspicion. “Yeah, as long as it bled out quickly, usually the meat is still good for several days. I could go get that and cook it.”

“We also have some steak in the car still,” Gabriella added.

Gwen nodded. “We can do both. I’ll go grab some knives for the deer. As well as a rope to hang it up. I can skin it for you while you get the fire going.”

That sincerely surprised me. “Are you sure? I thought you were vegetarian too.”

She nodded. “Out of respect for my mistress, yes. And I won’t eat any of the meat. But I can dress an animal. Something I was well familiar with in my previous life.”

Oh shit, I’d almost forgotten her conundrum -- the fact that she was a hundred and twenty-seven years old, but that she’d been born more than a hundred and twenty-seven years ago, possibly much more.

Miriam claimed that she’d only had two daughters in all her life, and that Gwen was born much closer to when she had her first daughter -- that particular lineage, of which, I assumed must be long since diluted enough so that all those descendants were fully human. But if Miriam had lived for thousands of years, and she’d only had her most recent daughter maybe five hundred years ago, considering that Mrs. Rebecca’s grandmother was Miriam’s second child, then exactly how long ago had Gwen actually been born?

And what was more, I felt like I recalled Miriam saying that Gwen was physically and mentally frozen in time, being roughly in her mid-twenties despite her chronological age…

And when talking about Miriam not wanting to risk her maid getting bitten, she’d kind of implied that Gwen had already been through a lot of traumatizing situations, by suggesting that ‘she’d been through enough, without adding curses to the list.’

Needless to say, while thinking all that, I unexpectedly realized that the person in question was grimacing, her expression almost pained.

“I…I’ll go grab those supplies, if…if that’s alright, master,” she said quietly.

Gabriella noticed the change in her demeanor too, appearing surprised and a little confused as she glanced between us.

“Umm, sure,” I replied, my expression apologetic, realizing this was the first time I’d thought about the things Miriam had told me in Gwen’s presence. Previously, it was only when Miriam had brought something up, related to her maid, that I’d thought much about it, which might have even meant that Gwen didn’t know anything had been said about her past.

And shit, it was obvious she did not want to talk about it right now.

“Hey wait,” I called out to her as she began walking away. “Just wondering, but can you feel the general direction I’m in, like how I can feel you?”

She stopped to look back at me, her demeaner softening some when she saw I was letting the other thing go, planning on allowing her to bring it up when she was ready. “Umm, yes master. I have a general sense of where you are.”

I nodded, focusing on Gabriella. “Do you want to help her then? I’m going to go grab the deer, and that way you two can find me just fine. I’m assuming Miriam doesn’t want us to do all this too close to the mansion.”

Gabriella simply nodded.

Gwen chimed back in. “You can start the campfire closer to the mansion, but I’ll need to skin the deer further away. Otherwise, my mistress won’t join us. She can tolerate meat by itself, but she won’t come if she can see the eviscerated and skinned carcass.”

“Oh, so she really is super sensitive to death then,” I realized.

“Very sensitive,” she agreed simply, before resuming her departure, her hooves clacking against the wooden floors, Gabriella now hot on her heels.

Going back outside, I quickly explained what I was doing to Miriam, and then proceeded to jump the rocky fence, likewise passing through the innermost barrier, to make a beeline for where I recalled leaving that deer carcass. It was possible that something had already started eating on it, but worst case and I could just try tracking down something else to kill. Only problem was, it was still too early in the evening for the nocturnal creatures to be out, the sun still technically up even though it was nearly twilight amongst the trees, and I didn’t particularly want to spend the next hour trying to catch a bunch of squirrels or rabbits.

With my new sensitivity to Avery and Natalie, I could tell they were still holding hands, but were now more focused on a conversation my two MILFs were having in the front seat. Our bond wasn’t exactly like true telepathy, so while I knew the general topic -- Mrs. Rebecca was giving Michelle, and to some extent, Avery too, a rundown of what her mother was like, and what to expect -- I had no idea what words were actually being said.

Although, I did get the impression that Rebecca was suggesting they not ask too many questions this first time. That it always made Miriam a little paranoid when someone she’d just met asked a bunch of questions…

Of course, I knew why my busty MILF hadn’t warned me about that, since my entire point for visiting was much different.

Miriam had been interested to meet me, partially because she was concerned I was a threat, but once she determined I could be trusted, she was more than happy to answer my questions, since it meant I owed her answers to her own questions.

But in many ways, the others would purely be visitors, who were primarily meeting her because of their connection to me, rather than any inherent interest Miriam might have in meeting them specifically.

It was also possible that the exotic succubus didn’t particularly enjoy feeling like a museum exhibit, which was probably how she’d perceive a bunch of questions directly about her appearance.

Hard to say, but I wasn’t too concerned about it, knowing the others wouldn’t have a problem with Mrs. Rebecca’s request.

When I found the deer, I was glad to see that it had been mostly untouched, looking as if something small might have chewed on its leg a little, but otherwise being whole. The canopy above was so thick that practically no direct sunlight reached the forest floor even in the middle of the day, resulting in basically no brush to trudge through between the thick trunks.

Dragging the carcass was no problem, and since I was walking back, Gwen intercepted me about halfway to the mansion, telling me that I could leave the deer here and get a fire going to cook the rest of the steaks we’d purchased.

At first, I felt bad about leaving her to this task by herself, wanting to help, but she emphasized I should focus on Serenity right now, prompting me to begin jogging back the rest of the way.

Sure enough, I spotted Gabriella walking along the outside of the wall with the metal grill in one hand and several unopened packages of steak balanced on the other. After running over to help her, I decided to lead the way more toward the back of the rear gate in order to build my campfire there, roughly a hundred steps away from the rocky wall, and a good dozen feet away from the paved driveway curving around to the back of the mansion.

I then focused on collecting sticks and smaller limbs for the campfire while Gabriella made another trip to the car to get the rest of our stuff, this time using the rear gate and going through the mansion. No doubt she used the conservatory entrance, which led to a breakfast room, followed by a massive dining room, which then led into the grand foyer and out front.

The place was really big though, so by the time she was returning with what remained of our s’mores supplies, and the package of bottled water, I already had one fire going and was working on the second one, intending on having the same setup as before, since it was best to cook the meat over coals instead of searing it with the flames.

Gabriella also informed me that Miriam was trying to encourage Serenity to come eat, so I decided to use my blue flames to speed up the process on the first fire, rapidly burning it into a bed of brightly glowing orange coals, and then got the metal grill set up to get some of the steak cooking on it.

We then both began looking for seating for all of us, finding a fallen tree that I was able to break into three chunks, the trunk itself almost two feet thick, plenty large enough to make a proper seat about the height of an average chair.

It was while Gabriella was helping me drag the three makeshift benches, definitely being a ton stronger than before, that the others finally arrived in Mrs. Rebecca’s car. At first, I could sense from Avery and Natalie that the introductions were very bittersweet, considering Serenity was still crying some in the backseat -- even if she’d calmed down some from Miriam’s maternal presence -- but then Natalie decided to take matters into her own hands.

Climbing into the car, she scooped Serenity up into her arms, surprising me since she’d previously not been very strong in her human form, and then carefully climbed back out, intending to bring her to me while the others got to have a proper introduction.

However, she walked around the side of the mansion, instead of going through it, which meant that Gabriella and I finally had our little campground setup with the three logs by the time she was walking through the rear gate.

I’d just flipped the steaks, about to run over to help Natalie, only to be surprised all over again when I sensed that she wanted something else from me.

To have a seat.

Thus, I went ahead and sat down to patiently wait, until Natalie was walking around the trunk to carefully deposit Serenity in my arms, who immediately spoke up as she turned her face into my upper chest, her horns rubbing against my chin.

“Oh Kai,” she whimpered. “I’m so sorry.”

I held her more tightly in my lap as I watched the blue-haired vixen pull up on a steak in the middle to check it. “There’s no reason for you to be sorry,” I reassured her, glancing at Serenity’s tense midnight tail coming out of her dress. “Your body is going through some pretty drastic changes right now.”

“I know, but…” She paused to sniffle, even as Natalie grabbed one of the juicy steaks and walked over with it.

“Here,” she said, holding it out. “I know Gwen said you were getting hungry. This one is pretty close to medium rare.”

Gabriella -- who was still standing -- just looked at her in bewilderment, considering that Natalie had literally just arrived, but I stopped focusing on her when Serenity abruptly turned her head to look at the steak, her crimson eyes suddenly very hungry.

Pulling out of my arms, she sat up on my lap, her newly formed midnight tail squished between her legs as she reached out for the steak and began devouring it with all the grace of a ravenous wolf.

Natalie just laughed, wiping her hands on the pair of jeans she was borrowing, seeming completely at ease despite the more somber moods of everyone else, the powerful bond we shared giving her a strong grounding and emotional security.

She felt fine, so long as I was her alpha.

Her tone was sincere. “Remember when you two took me out to lunch, and I ate like that? Was only two days ago that you two saved me, but after everything that’s happened since then, it feels like an eternity ago that I was in a living hell.”

Serenity paused mid-chew as she focused up at her, looking somber, her gray cheeks covered in tearstains. “Sorry you have to see me like this.”

“No, that’s my point,” she admitted, her light brown eyes tense. “I kind of owe you everything. I was in a hopeless situation not long ago, and felt really alone. Which is exactly why I won’t let you feel alone in this. Because you’re not alone. Fuck, I’ll even turn into a hideous monster for you, if it’ll help. So you know that you’re nothing except beautiful, even in this form.”

Serenity’s eyes were filling with tears again, and I was at a complete loss for words, just stunned by how confident Natalie was. And how assertive she was being. How sure she was of herself and of her interactions with my first love.

Serenity sniffled then. “Yeah, but you can turn back,” she whispered, still holding on to what remained of the steak in her hands.

“But you won’t be alone,” Natalie emphasized. “I’ll stay here with you, if you can’t go back home, and Gwen looks like you too. She’s got hooved feet even. I know this is rough, and I know that not being able to change back will suck. But you won’t be alone. I promise you won’t be alone.”

Serenity sniffled again, resuming tearing into her steak as she kept her crimson gaze lowered.

Seeing that she’d made her point, Natalie focused on Gabriella, only to seem a little surprised when my busty redhead immediately averted her gaze, almost looking ashamed that she hadn’t been much help, while the blue-haired magazine model had just marched in and took control of the situation without hesitation.

Especially since Serenity and Gabriella were best friends, with it just being the two of them for months before Natalie fell into our lives.

Of course, my own assessment instantly gave Natalie clarification as to what was probably going on, causing her to glance at me briefly before walking over with a forced smile as she spoke to my busty redhead.

“So, umm, would you believe me if I admitted that I’d never had a s’more before?”

Gabriella immediately gawked at her. “No way!” she said in sincere surprise, the tense mood lightening up a ton. “How is that even possible?! Have you been living under a rock your whole life?”

Natalie laughed sincerely at her overly dramatic reaction. “Well, I didn’t like the outdoors much growing up.” She laughed again. “I mean, look at me. I’m as pale as a ghost, and pretty much always have been. My, umm…” Her expression dropped. “My dad was always trying to get me to do stuff with him. But I was never interested,” she added, trying to recover.

I grimaced at that, knowing what she wasn’t saying, as she remembered how excited her dad was when she’d been forced to suggest they go canoeing. How he thought she’d finally taken an interest in the stuff he liked to do, and how much it had pained her knowing she was leading them to their deaths.

Her situation was already horrible, but the fact that her actions had caused such intense joy in her parents prior to them getting killed made it all the worse.

Needless to say, between my own thoughts combined with Natalie’s memories, Avery instantly walked away from the conversation the other women were having in front of the mansion, causing Michelle to stop midsentence when her daughter departed so abruptly without a word.

My blonde MILF then apologized on her behalf, causing Miriam to suggest they regroup with the rest of us, even as Avery ignored them all, walking in a hurry through the mansion to be near us -- a silent show of support and reassurance.

Natalie had already recovered though, asking if Gabriella would teach her how to make a s’more.

I knew the blue-haired vixen was being a little extra dense, since the box of graham crackers literally had a picture of a s’more on it, but Gabriella was being a little overdramatic too, the two of them playfully defusing the briefly tense atmosphere.

By the time that Avery was sitting down next to me, with Miriam, Mrs. Rebecca, and Michelle close behind just a minute later, everyone seemed to be in a good mood, Serenity included now that she was stuffing her face with all the meat she could eat.

The three older women, all of them looking deceptively young, especially Miriam, decided to sit on the trunk across the fire from us, the three of them lost in their own private conversation while Gabriella and Natalie socialized over the marshmallows they were roasting.

Unsurprisingly, my busty redhead gave her first one to Serenity to devour in between bites of meat, and the blue-haired vixen handed hers to Avery to share with me. In the meantime, Gwen finally came back with a few slabs of meat from the deer, looking surprisingly clean despite what she’d been doing, her thick muscular thighs and fur-covered legs looking so hot as she walked.

The scent of cooking meat was potent in the air, making my mouth water.

Avery finally got up then, and carefully pulled off the last few steaks, freeing up space for Gwen, the action causing Michelle to speak up, interrupting Miriam briefly.

“Oh honey, those must be hot. Are you sure you’ve got it?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, mom,” Avery replied, sitting back down while carefully holding them so that the excess juices dripped on the ground. “Honestly, things don’t really feel hot anymore. Not ever since Kai made me different.”

“Huh,” Miriam chimed in, facing toward us as Gwen carefully placed the two large slabs of meat on the grill. “I’ve already told Kai this, but I’ve never heard of an incubus being heat resistant. Succubi are, as well as certain other types of demons, but not incubi.”

I decided to chime in. “Yeah, but I’m obviously not just an incubus.”

“True,” she agreed, her emerald gaze focusing on me warmly. “It’s just interesting to see how your blood has affected everyone.”

“Actually,” Gabriella interjected. “We were meaning to bring that up, Miriam. When we went to the store earlier to get all this stuff, everyone acted super weird around us.”

The short minx’s red eyebrows raised at that. “Oh? In what manner were they weird?”

Serenity finally spoke up, glancing up at her, the pointy portion of her horns almost grazing my forehead as she turned her head slightly, due to how far back they curved over her head. “Everyone was looking at us, and the cashier even offered to pay for our stuff. Like, really insisted we let him buy it for us.”

Miriam’s eyes widened at that, only for her to laugh. “Oh.” She laughed again. “Well, that’s not too surprising with how much ‘charm’ Gabriella is exuding right now.”

“I am?” Gabriella said in sincere shock. “I didn’t even know I was doing that!”

Miriam smirked. “Yeah, it’s clearly not enough to affect anyone here, but a normal human would be no match for that much charm.” She then paused, focusing on me and Serenity with a small frown. “Actually…” She hesitated, looking at Avery right beside me, and then glancing at Michelle closer to her. “Kind of seems like all of you have something going on with your auras. Not exactly like my charm, but kind of similar.”

I cleared my throat, grabbing her attention. “Is it something we can turn off?” I asked seriously. “Or I guess, reduce?”

She nodded. “Should be. And honestly, it’s at a low enough level that I wouldn’t expect even a human to be affected much. Although, if you don’t know how to control it, then you probably ramp it up when you’re around people without even realizing it. Charming others is kind of a reflex for our kind. ‘Not doing it’ is much more intentional, than letting it happen.”

“So,” Gabriella continued. “Then what happened at the store was mostly my fault.”

Miriam shrugged. “Hard to say, since I wasn’t there. But it’s not something that should be a problem. I just need to teach all of you how to identify what you’re doing, and how to reign it in. You especially, my adorable little Gabriella. Because clearly you’re much more succubus now than you used to be.” She frowned then. “Only without…” Her voice trailed off, seeming pensive.

“Wings and a tail?” Gabriella assumed cheerfully.

Miriam seemed surprised by that response, as if she had something else on her mind. “Oh…” She hesitated, glancing at me and then grinning. “Well, for all we know, you’ll be the next one sprouting extra limbs.” She giggled. “And if you do grow a tail, I’m going to have some fun with it!” she added playfully.

Gabriella’s face immediately turned bright red, only for her entire body to become more tan, her fiery hair more vibrant.

Which caused me to laugh, and most everyone else to smile at her reaction.

Avery got up to flip over the meat on the grill, carefully holding the remaining steaks on one hand, as she spoke up finally. “Kind of hope we do all grow wings. It could be fun to fly together.”

Natalie laughed. “You just want to play tag in the air,” she teased.

Avery grinned, handing Serenity another steak. “Don’t you?”

Natalie shrugged. “Not sure I’ll grow wings like everyone else,” she admitted more seriously, only to smirk at me. “But Kai probably needs a handicap for tag, considering he’s way more experienced at flying, so maybe he can just carry me.”

I rolled my eyes, glancing up as Gwen walked back up with more meat, sensing she needed something from me…

Or rather, from both me and Miriam.

And sure enough, even as Avery grabbed the remaining meat off the grill to make more room, her hands covered in greasy juices from all she was holding, Gwen glanced at me and then focused on Miriam as she spoke. It was fairly dark outside now, the sun having set with the lingering twilight not making much of a difference amongst the thick trees, though I personally hadn’t thought much of it since I could see just fine.

Thus, I was sincerely a little surprised by what Gwen had to say.

“The sun has finally set, and Rosa was wondering if it would be alright for her to join us.”

A sincere wave of surprised washed over almost the whole group, as it seemed obvious that Serenity, Gabriella, and Natalie had all completely forgotten she was even in the house somewhere. I know I certainly hadn’t thought of her even once, since arriving.

Miriam looked at me as she responded. “Are you fine with that? I’ll have to give her permission for her to leave the house if so. She could try to run away.”

I shrugged. “We could stop her from getting through the other barriers, right?”

She nodded.

“And she at least theoretically has nowhere to go, right?”

“So then you’re fine with it,” Miriam assumed.

I shrugged. “I mean, I personally don’t have a problem with that, as long as no one else does.”

“I don’t mind her joining us,” Gabriella chimed in, reminding me of how she’d had her arm wrapped around the thin blonde the last time we were here, after finding out the girl was pretty much innocent in everything that had happened.

Miriam nodded, glancing at the others briefly before sighing. “Okay, I’ll go get her then.”

“Wait!” Serenity quickly interjected, suddenly sounding urgent.

It was like she’d gone from fine to crazy again in a split second.

“What’s wrong?” I asked seriously, feeling her entire body tense on my lap.

“It’s…it’s happening again!” she said urgently, handing off her remaining steak to Avery. “It’s my back this time, and…” She abruptly reached back to try to unzip her dress, only to start tugging the whole thing over her head, exposing her naked gray body completely in the process. “Oh God, I need to fuck so bad again! Shit, it itches! Everything itches! Kai!” she said urgently. “Please hurry!”

Realizing this was really going to happen, right in front of everyone, I quickly did what I knew she needed, unzipping my pants as fast as possible so she could mount my rapidly stiffening cock.

Straddling my waist, nearly completely naked aside from her bra, Serenity barely got the head of my cock between her swollen pussy lips, before her back began audibly popping.

Without a doubt, she was beginning to grow wings.

FEEDBACK: Thoughts on this chapter?

Also, so the next chapter is going to be steamy, but it actually won't be because of this particular thing going on (Serenity having sex with Kai in front of everyone).

Instead...something else, even more hot, involving our favorite sexy maid, is planned...

So next week (5/1) it will either be that chapter, or else one for Combat Healer. Both should be really good though (hard to make promises about steamy scenes when I haven't actually written it yet, but I think I should be able to make them awesome).

Let me know what you thought of this chapter, and if you think I need to clarify anything.

Thanks!

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