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Majokko: The Corruption (Trixie & SapphicSeductress)

Thalia let out a soft moan as she felt Henrietta's cum squirt into her. It had been a long, long time since the lamia had pleasured someone with a cock, but it was a nice change, especially given how the magic that her Mistress had given her ensured that the girl's new cock would be perfect for pleasuring the lamia. Her moans became louder as Henrietta started to thrust into her, but her most pleasured sounds came when Henrietta took hold of her breast and started suckling. It didn't take long for a generous stream of milk to begin flowing from the lamia's nipple—milk that would taste better than anything the human girl had ever tasted. It was delicious, creamy...and very, very arousing, not only inflaming the human's lust but causing a strange but pleasant sensation in her own breasts.

There was no greater pleasure for the lamia than breastfeeding another...but she had to admit that riding this girl's shaft was close. As she rocked her body in time with Henrietta's pushing, her tail slid past Henrietta's clit. It continued to brush against the sensitive nub as it slid deeper into her, ever so gentle in its penetration in contrast to Thalia's faster and faster rocking into Henrietta's cock.
 
Henrietta's world had become a mix of blissful heaven and sinful hell, only the whites of her eyes showing as she let the lamia take her, since there was no question of who was the dominant one there just then. Her lips suckled ceaselessly on the lamia's nipple, as her other hand took in Thalia's breast, squeezing her free nipple, feeling droplets of her milk dribble over her fingers while the rest went right down into her throat. She felt a warm, tingly sensation in her own breasts, her hand briefly reaching down to jerk her robes open, revealing her breasts that bounced and jiggled every time the lamia fell upon her cock.

"So... good," she moaned around Thalia's nipple, feeling the tale pierce her in a way she'd never been touched, felt the snake-woman's pussy contract and squeeze around her magically induced cock. It was all too much for Henrietta, and she felt herself cumming again around the tail, heat building and clenching in her stomach before releasing. The same was happening around that cock -- she was doing everything she could to fight back against the orgasm, trying to prolong this experience... but at last her body buckled. She thrust her hips up while trying to pull herself into the lamia's bosom, feeling her cum spurt deep inside Thalia's body.

She was nearly crying from the overwhelming, wonderfully pleasurable sensations by then, begging for more but walking the razor edge between lucidity and happy black unconsciousness as the dual orgasms ripped through her body.
 
Thalia couldn't hold back her cruel laughter at how utterly enthralled this human was, but it came out mixed in with intense moans. Finally, she felt her climax come closer and closer, and unlike Henrietta, the lamia did not hesitate with it. She lifted her head up and cried out in ecstasy as pleasure flooded her body...along with Henrietta's cum from her own orgasm, adding to the sensations in her pussy. With her orgasm, her breasts let out a richer flow of milk. While the milk from her other breast spilled onto the floor, the milk that filled Henrietta's mouth would bring an orgasm-like sensation to the girl's breasts as it flowed down her throat. Henrietta would surely feel the milk leaking from her own nipples...nipples upon breasts that had nearly doubled in size.

With a hungry hiss, Thalia lifted herself off of Henrietta's cock, their combined fluids trickling out of her pussy as she nestled her head against Henrietta's chest and started suckling. The lamia was too far consumed in feeding from her plaything to notice that her Mistress had already arrived and was walking towards them.

"Thalia," Marabella said sternly, taking hold of Henrietta's wrist. "Thalia, it's time for Henrietta to come with me."

Before either of the two would be able to react, Marabella and Henrietta would vanish in a flash of light, reappearing in Marabella's sanctuary. Henrietta would find herself lying on the bed—so far away from Thalia's presence, the lamia's lustful hypnosis would quickly wear off of the girl, leaving only the lingering pleasure as proof of what had happened. Well, that and her new cock and engorged breasts. Marabella stood at the end of the bed, a wicked smile upon her face. She couldn't wait to see how the leader of these girls would react to seeing her fellow protectors having succumbed to the corruption...
 
Henrietta's mind was not gone, but simply frozen as she felt another ripple of pleasure bounding outward from her chest. Her tits hadn't been large to begin with, perhaps a B cup or a lower C... but they were much more than that, now, jiggling with milk brought on by the lusty lamia. She made a small, whining sound as Thalia lifted off of her penis, and the tail slipped out of her pussy, leaving her feeling incomplete -- the lamia made up for it only with the touch of her lips upon those newly swelled breasts, cumming again just from the suckling of her creamy milk down Thalia's throat. That was the last thing she remembered before there was a flash of light.

"Wha-!?" Henrietta started, sitting up immediately in a comfortable bed. Oh... it was all just... just a dream. She opened her eyes, and found a cock staring directly back up at her, framed by tits far too large for her petite body. She lay back in shock, whispering to herself it was still a dream... still a dream... still a...

She became aware of another presence. More than one, in fact...

She sat up again, her jaw going slack as she stared around the chamber. Oh... oh god.

First she saw the angelic woman, with a sinful body and an even worse smile, and then... first she saw Emily, with a similar large cock beneath a belly that was bloated with child... and then Rita, abnormally pale, with a flower sprouted from her head... Vivi couldn't even be charitably called human anymore, with those wings and extra arms, but still recognizably her through all those horrible transformations... and finally... "Lilia," Henrietta whispered to herself, looking at the red-haired, scaled hermpahrodite, with ribbed cock standing proud, covered in the juices of her latest fuck with Vivi.

Henrietta didn't even think. Tears sprang to her eyes, and she quickly tried to move forward, breasts jiggling lewdly as she stood, raising her hand, brimming with pink magic. She tried to throw it at the angelic Marabella. "Why!? Why did you do this to them!?" she cried out. She could remember the pleasure she'd gone through, not in memories, but in the way her body felt. It had felt... so good, and the sight was arousing to say the least, of all these hard cocks and shapely bodies. But her first reaction was knee-jerk, and one of hurt.
 
A smirk was on Marabella's face, which only grew wider as Henrietta took in each one of her friends' transformations. The human quickly rose to her feet, channeling her magic, but it was clear that she wasn't used to her bloated breasts and new cock. Marabella could see the fear in this girl's stance and face...but she could also see a hint of arousal. She stepped forward, holding her hand out. "I've only awakened them to the 'sin' of pleasure, Henrietta," she said, her grin growing colder and colder. "They wanted it just as much as you wanted your changes, once they were shown what bliss they could have from becoming my servant. They enjoyed it just as much as you did. What...do you not remember sucking on a lamia's tit while she pleasured...both of your sexes? Touch yourself, Henrietta...do you not feel the pleasure?"

Marabella glanced back to the other girls, all of whom were eager for more pleasure and loyal to the angel-like being, having been utterly consumed by Marabella's corruption. "The power of the nexus will be mine, Henrietta. But you don't have to stand against me. All of your friends shall have a share of its power...and the souls that the nexus has touched. You can reign with us, Henrietta. You'll have many servants, women all too eager to ride your cock, eat out your pussy, and suckle from you...and if you'd like your women with a little extra, you'd have that power." The four transformed girls stepped forward, all eyes on Henrietta. "So, will you join us, Henrietta? Will you join your friends?" Regardless of the answer Henrietta gave, Marabella was certain that she would enjoy the spectacle that would unfold...
 
Indeed, Henrietta was too weak then to muster the proper strength to even fight Marabella off. She felt... off-balance, top heavy in a way she'd never been before, and all-too-aware of the heavy cock that lay between her thighs. Her knees hit the soft bedspread, her hands gripping the sheets as she stared at the angelic being, and that smile that grew so cold and cruel. "I never wanted any of this. I just wanted to be with my friends," she whispered to herself. It was all too much for her. The pleasure... the pleasure had been great, but it was a cloudy thing that obscured her mind from what she really wanted.

She found her hands drawn to herself, however, feeling the soft, pliant weight on her chest, and the unyielding length between her legs. It all felt so good.... but... "... n-no. I d-don't want to," she said, pulling her hands from herself. "Just let me have my friends back. I don't know what you did to them, but I don't want any of it!" she said. Her words were at odds with her body, however, as she was as slick as could be, and even after cumming multiple times, her magically induced cock begged to be touched. Lust hazed her eyes, undercutting the determination.
 
With a nod, Marabella said, "Don't worry. You can...have your friends back."

She took a step back, then glanced to the four former protectors. Lilia was the first to move, moving towards the back of the bed in a flash and swinging her arms around Henrietta's shoulders. Falling onto her back, Lilia held Henrietta face-up, her cock pressed against the backside of her former fellow protector.

Rita came next, hurrying over to the other side of the bed. She swung one leg over Henrietta's head, then lowered to her knees with her pussy directly over Henrietta's face. Trickles of nectar ran down her leg; the scent from within her sex smelled of sweetness and sex, an almost intoxicating aroma of lust.

Vivian was third; little emotion was on her face as she quickly took her place, on her knees at the edge of the bed. Her vagina stood over Henrietta's cock, and a small smile spread on the transformed girl's face as she lowered herself enough to start rubbing her nether lips against the tip of her former friend's cock.

Finally, Emily walked forward. With Henrietta close enough to the edge of the bed, Emily stood before her. She gently spread open Henrietta's legs to place the tip of her cock against Henrietta's pussy lips, her hands holding onto Henrietta's thighs to keep herself steady.

With a snicker, Marabella spoke, "Your friends want you, Henrietta. They want to fuck you, to be fucked by you... Will you be a true friend? Will you give them what they want? Will you join them...will you join us?" Marabella laughed softly as she conjured a crystalline chair, then sat down upon it with her hand between her legs. "You will succumb either way, Henrietta...so why don't you make it enjoyable for yourself?"
 
Maybe if she hadn't been in a body that felt so alien to her, she might have been strong or quick enough to try and get away from the coming onslaught. Maybe if she hadn't just been unconscious, or... or, maybe if she had more excuses,she wouldn't have had to confront the harsh reality that she was just extremely horny. Her resistance was a token one, feeling the arms pull her back to where her back was pressed against Lilia's breasts, and soon staring straight up into Rita's pussy. She could smell the heavy, intoxicating scent of sex, heady enough to nearly make Henrietta faint. She was shocked out of that, however, by suddenly feeling her cock pressing against the very edges of Vivi's pussy lips, and moments later, Emily's cock doing the very same to her own. She was surrounded on all sides.

They were her best friends in all the world... and... and she was about to get gangbanged by them.

"I... d-don't..." she started, sounding every bit as confused as she was then, confused by the thoughts she had, begging her to stop this, while her body wanted what was about to happen so very much. "N-no," she whispered, while her body shouted yes, her hips writhing and begging for Vivian to fall downward and for Emily to plunge forward. As if in spite of herself, her hands were going to her own breasts, the only part of her that didn't have someone on them, giving her own breasts a squeeze, and her nipples a tweak, feeling her own new milk dribbling over her fingers. God, she wanted it more than anything...
 
"You heard her," Marabella said. "She doesn't really know what she wants. She says one thing...but you know what her body says."

All four of the girls started in unison. Vivian lowered herself onto Henrietta's cock, taking in the entire length. Rita pressed her pussy against Henrietta's face, grinding softly against her as if waiting for her friend to eat her out. Emily plunged her cock into Henrietta's pussy and immediately began thrusting vigorously into her. Lilia went a little slow at first, easing her cock into Henrietta's ass, but after a few seconds, she was going just as fast as Emily.

And all of them were letting out such rich moans of pleasure and lust. Lilia and Emily's cocks were already dribbling with pre-cum, Vivian's pussy was moist around Henrietta's shaft, and droplets of nectar-like femcum were starting to drip from Rita's pussy. All the while, Marabella leaned back upon her chair, fingering herself and letting out bouts of laughter mixed in with her own moans. Even while she was...distracted...Marabella was able to focus her magic. None of the five would climax...not until Henrietta gave the word. Not until Henrietta gave herself to the corrupting pleasure. Only then would they have the pleasure that Marabella knew that all of them, Henrietta included, craved.
 
"... no, sto-" was all she managed to get out before that pussy was pressed down onto her face, her wagging tongue lapping up a bit of that sweet fluid, her body lighting on fire at the touch of it upon her tongue. She let out a long, lingering moan that rose into a high-pitched scream, before lowering and quieting until it drifted into incoherent, mumbled sounds of pleasure, the scream riding on the four of them taking her body. She felt cocks slide home, hers, Emily's, and Lilia's, feeling full in a way she never had before, while the mesmerizing, winged Vivi rode her cock in a way that felt even better than Thalia's warm snatch...

It wasn't long until Henrietta had broken down, moving her hips to feel all three cocks hit all the right spots. She thought it would have been painful, to have the ribbed cock up her ass... but those nubs were hitting all the right spots, making her eyes roll back into her head as she rode it. It went on for minutes on end, her body building up to a wonderful orgasm, her tongue lapping greedily at Rita's pussy, one hand reaching up so that she could slide a finger home into the plant girl's ass, begging more of Rita's sweet juices onto her tongue... but...

It never came.

She moved more vigorously, allowing herself to be pushed and pulled between all the girls, multiple orgasms coming, building, rising... and then falling flat, never letting her get the release she needed. It was driving her insane, tears of frustration coming to her eyes as she did everything she could to get off. Finally... finally there was nothing for it. "Please! Let me cum!" she yelled beyond Rita's pussy.
 
Marabella hadn't been affected by her own spell, and had orgasmed several times while Henrietta was desperately awaiting hers. The angel-like being was waiting for Henrietta to beg for release, to beg for the pleasure that would never seem to come—

—and then she spoke the words.

Marabella rose to her feet. With a grin on her face, she released the hold on their orgasms...all but Henrietta's. All four former protectors immediately orgasmed, letting out screams of bliss and ecstasy. Nectar from Rita's pussy squirted into Henrietta's mouth, Vivian's climax drenched Henrietta's cock, and both Emily and Lilia released warm cum into Henrietta. The moment that Lilia's corrupted cum filled Henrietta tainted the girl's soul with Marabella's corruption...the last of the guardians of the nexus belonged to Marabella.

And with all of her servants having reached their climax, Marabella knew there was nothing left to do but to allow her new servant to cum. The nexus was hers...and she couldn't wait to see how her new servants would reign alongside her. But that would come in time, for she wanted to watch Henrietta embrace her corruption.
 
Henrietta was close to real tears as she was covered and filled with the cum of all of her friends, feeling Lilia and Emily unleash their loads into her waiting body, as her cock and face were splattered with fragrant, sweet femcum, leaving Henrietta to squirm where she was. With the falling of the last champion, her pink robes faded slowly to black, and the heart crystal was filled with dark streaks as Marabella's corruption was complete. Power rolled off of her in waves as the corrupted nexus filled her with power, that onrush of energy almost as heady as the wave of orgasms that had been unleashed upon her.

She was quick to pull off of the others, her arms wrapping solidly around Vivi as, in those few moments before Marabella allowed her to cum, she rolled onto Vivi, holding the thin, winged girl close as she ravaged that pussy for all it was worth, leaned over the prone girl and swinging her ass in the air. "Lilia, fuck me she commanded... and then Marabella let her cum, her cock filling Vivi to the brim with now-corrupted cum. She forced an arm around Vivi's shoulders, beseeching her to feed from one of her nipples. Henrietta was truly lost, begging for every cock in the room just then to fuck her, or to give her a hole to fuck in turn. Truly, all of the champions had fallen.

The Nexus was Marabella's.
 
With all of the protectors under her power, Marabella was able to easily take the power of the Nexus for herself—and her new servants. She took half of its power and gave a tenth to each of the former protectors, for even a small fraction was an immense amount of power. In the weeks that followed, the new rulers of the Nexus bent those in the city of Bay Harbor and the surrounding area as their whims desired, changing bodies and minds with the slightest of efforts. All touched by the Nexus were now their slaves. As true servants, Marabella allowed each of the girls to do whatever they desired with the humans...and their own bodies. Whatever form they desired, she was only too happy to bless them with.

A month after the fall of the protectors, Marabella summoned her servants to her, with Henrietta at the front of the group. Once the Princess of Heart, Marabella now thought of her as the Queen of Lust. After her corruption, Marabella had chosen her to lead her fellow servants, almost like she had led the protectors. While she had her time with each of her new servants for simple pleasure, this summon was for business.

"I've discovered another Nexus," Marabella said, lying upon her bed. "A city called Riverhill. And like your own once was, there are five women who have been empowered by the Nexus. Five protectors...and once they've submitted to us, another Nexus shall be ours. Henrietta, I think you and your friends are more than powerful enough to...deal with them." A soft laugh escaped her lips. "And you know how they shall be dealt with. Show them the beauty of our corruption, until they desire it with all of their heart."
 
Weeks had passed, and the former protectors of Bay Harbor had... enjoyed the city. Empowered by Marabella, further empowered by their black nexus crystals, showing purely corrupted souls and bodies... well, they had spread the love, corrupting and defiling every supple female body they could get their hands on. Henrietta had become the most corrupted of all of them, transforming and fucking her way through all of the outlying areas of the city, building entire harems that would cum on a single word from her... but not until they had pleased their mistress utterly.

But there were other places to find, and this was not the only Nexus that existed in the mortal realm. There were others... one many miles away, but not too far to escape the eye of Marabella.

The Queen of Lust, such as she had been named, curled her lips in a cruel smile as Marabella called them forth for this task. She did not take on the angelic guise of Marabella, but rather the demonic visage of a true succubus. Long horns jutted from her head like an infernal crown, eyes a glowing, lusty pink. Her followers had shifted as well, some of them merely refining their forms, others taking on entirely new ones. The draconic Lilia, the gooey Emily, the buzzing Vivi, and finally, the floral Rita, who was presently sitting upon a throne of petals.

"Of course, my mistress. We will... entertain them at once," Henrietta purred, hardly fighting the urge to reach out and caress the edge of Marabella's breast as she spoke. She snatched her hand away, almost with a sad look, as she turned to her fellow former protectors. "Come on, girls. Let us go to Riverhill... and show them what they've been missing out on," she said, shamelessly sliding her hands over her own breast, her own stiffening cock that gleamed with precum, just ready to cum inside one of those nubile young bodies that waited for them in the Nexus of Riverhill.

And in a moment, they were gone in a crack of black lightning, spirited away to their destination...
 
It was early in the evening in the city of Riverhill, a peaceful time now that most people were home for the night. Few cars were on the road and almost as many people walked the sidewalks. The air was calm, still, almost as if it were aware that the end of the day was coming.

Maria wasn't in the most peaceful of moods. The rest of her friends had gone home happy after the five of them went out for dinner together. They had seemed an unlikely bunch to become friends, and had only been drawn together because of fate...but it wasn't that Maria disliked her friends. Rather, it might have been that she liked one of her friends a little too much. Her heart melted inside with every smile she saw from Annabel. The lovely girl's soft voice and gentle demeanor tugged on Maria's heart every time she was near.

But all throughout their meal, Maria knew that Annabel had been holding Leona's hand the entire time. She knew that the two were deeply in love—in fact, Maria was the only one whom Annabel had entrusted with the knowledge that she and Leona had started sleeping together. Having watched the two the entire evening, so jealous of Leona...and angry at herself for being so envious and upset over the relationship her friends shared....

She shook her head. Maria hated herself for how bitter she felt about her friends' love. She needed some time alone. Maria decided to take a shortcut through some back alleys and carparks, wanting to be alone until she could isolate herself in her apartment, away from beautiful Annabel and away from jealous thoughts....
 
Far above, in the sky over Riverhill, the peace was shattered. Lightning, apropos of nothing, sparked down through the cloudless skies, before things were back to normal. Well, almost. The lightning had been an unusual dark pink in hue, an energy that persisted in the crackle of Henrietta's eyes. She stood high on top of a building, feeling the fresh air caress her body; she was mostly nude, but for her boots, a pink thong and a bra that looked very nearly organic in nature, barely concealing her breasts. A golden heart charm dangled on her boot, as if in mockery for what she had once stood for. She took a deep breath... ah.

She could already smell one, the wind carrying a white note of purity along it. That of the Nexus, a tantalizing hint at what would be to come in the hours ahead. She stepped off the edge of the building, her too-small wings catching the wind and carrying her down into the alleys below.

"Good evening," Henrietta purred as Maria exited the alleyway.

It was a mostly empty car lot that Henrietta had chosen, along the route that Maria was following home. Beneath her was a black muscle car -- a Charger, a Mustang, it didn't matter much -- the succubus queen sprawled along it like a mockery of so many calendars.

"What brings you to this neck of the woods, young lady?" Henrietta asked, turning on the car, her legs dangling over the side as her tail, spade-tipped as it was, wrapped around her waist to caress herself between her legs like a lover's tongue. She had been following Maria for a few minutes now, and could feel the thoughts that bubbled along the surface of her mind. Her powers had been corrupted, and where once she could sense love and positive emotions, now she could feel lust and negative things such as jealousy. And the girl, for all her purity, reeked of it.
 
Maria almost jumped when she heard the lightning in the sky above her, but she was too caught up in her envious thoughts to notice the unusual colour of the storm. She continued on her way, coming towards an open car park.

Then a voice called out to her. She looked behind her, thinking that the voice might have been echoing off of the buildings behind her. When her eyes returned to the cars in front of her, they widened as she caught sight of the succubus laying on the car. It had to be an hallucination, Maria told herself—why else would there be a woman with such an appearance, so beautiful, exuding such sexuality?

It took Maria a few moments to speak, unaware of how she was staring with her mouth open in awe. "I...I was going...home...." What was this woman? Was this some sort of trick, or some sort of otherworldly being?

As the thought crossed her mind, Maria moved her right foot back, taking a ready stance in the face of the creature before her. She was used to dealing with monsters that sought the power of the Nexus, but this succubus-like woman...Maria could tell that there was something very different about this one. Rarely did the creatures attempt to communicate, and never did were they this...alluring. The arrowhead pendant around Maria's neck grew warm, but Maria hesitated on calling her powers. "What are you?" she said, holding her ground. "And what do you want?" Maria wasn't afraid—at least, not very afraid—but she was very, very curious about the succubus before her.
 
Henrietta's lush lips quirked upward at the edges in a smile that bordered on the malicious when she saw that the girl was plainly staring at her, her mouth agape. She slinked off of the car, taking a single step forward on high-heeled boots, walking as naturally as if they were her own feet, wide hips swaying from side to side like a hypnotist's watch. "My name is Henrietta, darling. As for "what" I am," she said, her nose wrinkling in distaste at how the question had been worded, "I am a woman. A woman whose pleasure it is to meet you, sweet girl," Henrietta purred, sashaying ever closer to Maria with a smile that suggested she knew a secret that Maria did not.

"... as for what I want, well... that's not important. No, what's important is what you want... pretty blue eyes... ah, yes, and hair like gold. Mm... not very large breasts, though. Don't you think you could do so much better?" Henrietta asked, the bra sliding to either side, her fingers, tipped with pink nails like talons, reaching up to grab at her own breasts, the soft, supple flesh filling the entirety of her palms with much of her chest left over, spilling out over the sides of her hands. "Mmm..." she moaned, giving her own nipples a squeeze, a sweet-smelling liquid bubbling over her fingers.

She gave Maria a lurid wink, her pink, glowing eyes filled with desire... but also kindness? Of a sort, at least. "... what if I told you that you could have that pretty blonde? Have this?" she asked, her hands running down over her hips, "... or anything else you wanted, sweet girl?" If Maria didn't stop her, Henrietta approached with that same secret smile until she stood right before her, her tail flicking out as if to beckon Maria closer.
 
Maria grew more and more nervous as Henrietta approached her, with that sexy walk of hers. The succubus—Henrietta, she said her name was—clearly knew that Maria found her fascinating and sexy. Henrietta's words initially went in one ear and out the other, as Maria watched Henrietta caress her own breasts. It was only when Henrietta said "pretty blonde" did Maria let out a gasp, realizing that this creature knew about her feelings for Annabel. Maria didn't even care that Henrietta was trying to come onto her.

Taking a step back, Maria placed her hand over her pendant. With a flash of spiraling green light, Maria's clothes were replaced with a thick white cuirass, pale green skirt, white boots, and a white metallic bracer on her left arm. Two bolts of light shot from Maria's hand, curving to form a longbow with a shimmering bowstring.

Maria raised her bow, an arrow materializing in her right hand as she brought it to the bowstring. She did not draw the bow back, however; she seemed to be waiting with shaking hands. "Leave Annabel out of this!" she said, her voice torn between anger and fear. "I don't want some demon...some demonic whore like you!" Just how much could Henrietta sense about her desire for Annabel? She could sense just how powerful the creature before her was, beyond anything she had ever sensed before, but she wouldn't let this succubus seduce her...

...though part of her did wonder what Henrietta meant when she had said, "what if I told you that you could have that pretty blonde?"
 
When the light flashed, Henrietta's smile deepened. Ah... she remembered those days before she had become awakened to the true pleasures of life. She looked forward to likewise... educating this girl. "Of course, my apologies..." Henrietta said, her tail flicking around, the spade tip digging down into the front of her own thong, the spade tip undulating as she pleasured herself in front of the girl.

"... but I can tell. You want her to look at you the same way you look at her... to know the pleasure and the love that you could give her... but it doesn't always work out that easily, does it?" she asked, her pink eyes flashing as her mind probed at Maria's ever more. Pressing in at all sides... there were images, images of Maria and Annabel trapped in a sweaty, loving embrace, and of the things that Henrietta could teach her... And then the succubus was gone in a crackle of pink lightning...

And suddenly her arms were wrapping around Maria from behind, her breasts pushing against Maria's back. "Doesn't that sound appealing to you? To have all that you want? You could feel good at last, to have someone you so desire to touch you," Henrietta whispered, her voice as warm and smooth as velvet, her hand moving toward Maria's chest to openly touch the young woman, both mentally and physically as an image flitted by of the pink-haired succubus being the one to make Maria cum over and over...
 
Maria turned her eyes away from the succubus as she used her tail to stroke herself. After Henrietta spoke, images started to flash in her mind—her and Annbel together, loving, caressing, fucking—

The girl dropped her bow as Henrietta reappeared behind her, taking hold of her. She squirmed slightly, thinking for a split second that it was Annabel holding onto her, reaching for her breasts. "No..." Maria said, though she found herself unable to struggle free of the succubus's hold. "I...I want Annabel...not just...that...I love...." More pictures came into her mind and she couldn't tell herself that they weren't arousing her right this moment. "What do you want? What do you want with me?" Finally, Maria was able to force herself to move, yet her efforts were still feeble against Henrietta's hold. Every second that passed, Maria became more and more afraid that this monster could reduce her to a lustful, slutty thing like the succubus herself...but she tried to keep her love of Annabel—and not just Annabel's body—in mind.
 
Henrietta could feel Maria's muscles slacken underneath her touch, the way her left hand slid up underneath Maria's chest, filling the palm of her hand with the gentle swell of Maria's breast. Her right hand, meanwhile, slid along Maria's hip, pressing down into the V of the girl's thighs, the gentle yet insistent touch of the pads of her fingers pressing against Maria's clothing, the pressure centralizing on Maria's hidden sex. She knew the girl had to be wet by now, just imagining every little thing that she could be doing with Annabel, and with her... her tail slipped around, starting to work its way through Maria's clothing...

"Of course you do, child," Henrietta whispered. "But she doesn't know, does she. The thoughts you sequester to every corner of your mind. What I am offering is to make you happy... to make both of you happy... to give you the courage to tell her how you feel and be loved by her in turn." Henrietta's words were whispered directly into the shell of Maria's ear, while her tongue -- a forked, demonic thing -- lashed out, gently brushing along the inside of Maria's neck.

And there it was, a crystal clear image of the both of them... wrapped in one another's arms. Naked, clothed, it did not matter but for the blissful serenity that pervaded the picture. "All of it can be yours," Henrietta whispered. Below, her tail had found its way through Maria's robing, and feeling just like the tongue of a lover, she drew it across Maria's waiting sex as she pinched both of Maria's nipples through the confines of her clothing.
 
Maria paid almost no attention to where Henrietta's hands were. She was growing wetter down there, both because of the succubus's touches and her thoughts of Annabel. Her body wanted Annabel just as much as her heart did, or maybe it was because Maria desperately wanted to be in such an intimate relationship with her.

Still, part of her held out against Henrietta's influence, due to the words "make both of you happy". "Do you...plan on doing anything to Annabel?" she stammered, her voice growing weaker. "I won't let you...do whatever you want to me, but leave her alone...I won't let you...."

Her voice ebbed away as she saw herself in Annabel's arms in her mind—their lips locked, their hearts as one, their hands eagerly removing each other's clothes. When Henrietta's tail rubbed against her pussy, she thought it was Annabel's finger, letting out a soft moan in response. Once she was able to see past the illusion and remember that she was in the succubus's hold—and power—all Maria could do was ask, "What do I need to do? What...what are you going to do?" The girl told herself that all she was going to do was hear what the succubus offered, that she wouldn't accept Henrietta's "help" if it meant going too far, but desire was beginning to quickly drown out her rationality.
 
Perhaps she would have said something about making Annabel happy through making Maria happy... but when Maria offered that delightful in, Henrietta could do nothing but take it. "Mm... of course not. My attention is all on you right now, sweet thing," Henrietta purred as her tail flicked against Maria's pussy. It was as talented as any lover, the very tip of it flitting across Maria's clit, teasing that delicate little bundle of nerves. Her hands began to pull down Maria's top, eager to get at the breasts within...

"I want to teach you, nothing more... teach you how to be strong, how to pleasure another woman so all that she craves is you. I swear I will not touch Annabel... for she is yours alone," Henrietta whispered. "Come, dear girl. Come with me, and I can show you everything that you want," Henrietta whispered into Maria's ear, her lips curling into a cruel, mocking smile that she would not be able to see for all the kindness in the succubus' voice, and the way her hands now gripped at her bared breasts while the tongue-tail explored every inch of the guardian's eager sex.
 
Maria's armor and weapon faded away into nothingness as her will to resist the succubus eroded. Each touch made her only more horny, and Henrietta's words lowered the girl's guard. If Henrietta would help her to make Annabel hers, then she was only too willing to do as she asked. "Teach me," she said in a low voice. "Teach me what I need to know to...to show my love for Annabel, to love her, to...to make her love me. Teach me...ooooohhh...."

Her moans continued as Henrietta pulled off her top, letting her breasts loose. When she felt Henrietta's tail start to push into her sex, she spread her legs open to let the tip into her pussy, gently rocking her hips with the movement of the tail inside of her. Her moans grew higher and louder, letting her lust consume her thoughts and feelings. Maria wanted this feeling so much, wanted it more...and wanted to feel this pleasure from Annabel, give this pleasure to Annabel. Henrietta could teach her to pleasure Annabel better than Leona ever could....
 
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