Finding the Right Fit (Hisako and SoftStroke)

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Claire had been through enough of the mall to know that she was definitely out of place and out of style in the summer. She had done enough to request that she be left alone in her endeavor to find new clothes. It wasn't 'cool' to be seen with one's own mother, despite her almost nonexistent relation to her motherly figure Emelia Claire was trying to find a new girl to bring back to her home and keep her bed occupied. The other women she had broken in as toys were currently out of commission, Claire's condition had been changing them too rapidly lately and it warranted study, thus leaving Claire pent up. She sighed and pulled some of her bangs out from in front of her eyes. Claire was dressed as apathetically and casually as she could. There wasn't a lot of clothes that her wardrobe offered outside of the cold wardrobe of winter, and she felt wrongfully out of place and hot. This was her first full summer at home, now that she was no longer shackled by school--for the moment anyways--and Emelia and her no longer needed to find summer activities to keep her occupied with Claire was bored. Still, what she currently was wearing might as well have been straight out of a fashion designer's nightmare. She had on a shirt with a loose and wide collar, its design on the front was faded and old, but it honestly passed for vintage seeing as how it said 'Love' in faded red letters that rested atop her mostly-masked triple D's. A lot of her summer clothes were altered clothes that they had changed to help her not die of heat exhaustion. Her shirt drifted low enough around her waist as one of her shoulders fit through the collar and made it sag below her waist. At her waist she had on a pair of jeans that were so worn through and destroyed that she didn't even feel guilty about cutting them along the thigh to make 'rugged' looking shorts that made her large, rounded ass look good. The lack of pant legs did leave her and her large thighs in a bit of a jam, and she was forced to wear a sling along her waist that curved around the side of her hip to hide her secret. This was the most uncomfortable Claire's dick had been, and she didn't seek to top this all time low, vowing to never wear out her toys this rapidly ever again without a solid backup.

Claire's boots were out of place on her outfit, unable to be altered to be more summer-like they stopped right above her ankle, and loosely fit around her until it met her foot. Claire's hair was tied back into a single ponytail rather than two pigtails, she didn't have the patience for her full hair to rest on her body and cause her to sweat. Her bangs were too short to be pulled behind her ears and look good and too long to so efficiently, putting her in an odd middle ground. Still, her hair was at least the right color for all times of the year; her pretty hair had remained its light pink color since she began maturing as a Human and a Half-Succubus. The color wasn't unusual for people from her homeworld, and it was natural enough for the humans of this planet to consider it 'dyed'. Her eyes were her most obvious feature with pink irises, but thanks to modern contacts people assumed it was that, and when asked she quickly dismissed it by lying and saying it was. Her cheekbones and other features were mostly flat, she had an appearance that was similar to those of Korean descent, and her face was mostly flat with monolid eyes. Claire put on enough makeup to accent her eyes with winged black eyeliner, some minor mascara, and a light pink lipstick that complimented her pale tone of skin. She didn't need blush, once she saw someone she wanted her face would do that naturally as her Succubus nature began to take hold.

Walking through the mall alone and with no bags in hand, she got a lot of looks--mostly by men. Claire assumed she was attractive, although she was never really asked out by men. Men didn't interest Claire, she found women to be much more fun and enjoyable company, on top of that they had a part of their body made specifically for her enjoyment that she had become quite fond of. Her face began to blush, and she quickly shook the thought out of her head as she began to look for a new plaything.
The mall was an excellent idea, Emelia couldn't have helped brainstorm a better idea. Many women Claire's age either worked there or shopped there, and made it the perfect opportunity for window shopping for a new toy…and a new wardrobe. Claire walked along passively, sliding down the railing of a small set of stairs that was four steps tall and landing effortlessly on her feet and picking up her pace. She looked to her left absentmindedly as she continued looking for stores that seemed to hold her interest. Claire stopped and quickly looked back to her left. Inside the store was a fascinatingly delicious woman working there--or she assumed she was working there. Claire bit her lip as her face got a little more red, and she looked up at the sign of the store.
"What the hell is a 'Hot Topic'?" She asked aloud, a man heard her and stopped, looking her up and down. Claire saw him from the corner of her eye as he slowly approached her and opened his mouth, to which Claire quickly put up a hand. "Not asking you, leave me." She demanded, and he froze in his tracks as Claire walked into the store. She wasn't familiar with the store, but understood it was mostly counter-culture apparel. Although from the looks it seemed to be very…counter-counter-culture. All of these things she had seen the boys in her school wearing, at least on the left side of the store. The right left something to be desired, but she was sure that there was something there that she would love. That's when she returned her look to the employee and licked her lips, stuttering in a sigh as she tried to suppress her excitement. Claire walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, miss?" She said, feeling her body begin to release pheromones with each breath, "Could you help me find something? I'm out of a summer wardrobe and I'm dying to stay cool." She said, looking her up and down before she turned around.

 

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Claire wasn't paying attention to the clothes at all, her focus was on Nancy this whole time, watching her every movement with heated anticipation. When Nancy bent over Claire felt her sling holding her back ripple as her member flexed and strained, causing her some discomfort. Claire lightly licked her lips, tasting her strawberry chapstick as she did so, and quickly retracting her tongue as Nancy stood back up with the dropped product now in hand. Claire folded her arms across her chest as she tried to compress her body and hide away her desire for now. However she quickly retracted her arms as Nancy began to size her up. Claire posed a little, trying to seem more appealing and helpful as Nancy endeavored to help her. She paused, and Claire cocked her head with her mouth slightly open in a smile in anticipation, the two awkwardly standing there as teens were prone to do. Then Nancy spoke, commanding Claire to follow her, which Claire gingerly did so.

Claire walked back with the sales associate and passed through the legions of clothing that were branded with various brands and iconic figured and symbols from various shows, movies, games, etc. Claire never really had been in a store like this, typically she did all of her shopping online as human interaction was typically unfavorable, especially in the mall. The only other store that worse lighting was the Hollister further back into the mall, a store she fairly despised since the clerks were fairly…unappealing. Nancy began offering and showcasing dresses to Claire, to which Claire had to double back mentally, her head sort of retracting and bobbing as she thought about it. She had never worn a dress for casual occasions, typically her dresses were worn for formal events such as galas, fundraisers, and other boring things Emelia had dragged her to. Imagining herself in a dress simply for a summer's sake was almost blowing her mind, and it forced her to imagine herself in a dress. She immediately shot down those thoughts when she felt another painful pang from her crotch, and remembered that a lack of suppressing clothing down there might result in some accidental exposure. Claire wanted to keep her secret as exactly that, and didn't care much for revealing what she was. Claire returned to reality and looked back at Nancy, shaking her head.
"No, I'm afraid I'm not much of a dress-wearing woman." She chuckled a bit while looking down at her legs, or so it seemed. In truth she was really checking to see if her bulge was noticeable, pulling down at the bottom of her shirt to ensure that it wasn't It would require at the very least a double-take from anyone and they would have to be below her. Claire looked back up, and pushed her bangs out of her eyes that had drifted in front of them when she looked down.
"Do you have anything in the shorts variety? I'm looking to stay cool, and sleeveless is definitely in the cards, I have such lovely arms…see?" She said while twisting her left shoulder towards Nancy. Claire rolled up her sleeve with her right hand and pulled it back to her shoulder, revealing her fairly toned athletic arms that were devoid of any blemishes, marks, or scars. Claire didn't even have a freckle, her skin was just a smooth, pale shade of a light pinkish-yellow. She looked from her arm back up at Nancy, a confident smile and look on her face.

 

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Claire watched intently as this spry little woman tried desperately to suit her needs, Claire appreciated that kind of genuine eagerness and helpfulness from those who were employed to do their job, but she enjoyed that quality from those who she owned for other reasons as well. Claire's thought wandered as Nancy paused to think as she imagined all of the depravity she had been denied and how she would enjoy the sweet moments between her and Nancy in the upcoming weeks should she be successful in enthralling Nancy today. Claire paid no mind to the compliments Nancy gave earlier, the words rolled off her as she ignored them. Claire had no need or desire for any approval, especially from those she considered under her or her equal.

Claire watched Nancy walk over to a clothing rack, her eyes immediately dashed towards her rump the moment she faced away from her. Claire quickly bit her lip, satisfying her need and desire to do so. Her half-succubi lineage made her obligated to show her lust, despite her every desire as a half-hume to stay hidden. Still, this opportunity out of Nancy's sight was ideal to do these things. After getting her hedonistic act out of her system she followed Nancy through the cramped corridors of clothes where she was getting shorts for her. Claire rolled her eyes as she heard from Nancy the possible stigma the shirts might carry. Claire didn't need to hear this, if she liked the shirts she would buy them, simple as that. Claire responded as she watched Nancy stretching to get the shorts, outstretching her arms as she readied to receive them.
"I don't mind what the shirts have on them, as long as they fit and will keep me cool that's just fine." She said as pairs of shorts began to land in her arms. "Furthermore these shorts look wonderful, thank you." Claire only briefly looked over the shorts, her eyes were still focused on the distracted Nancy. Nancy eventually made more sounds and had grabbed tank tops from her as well.
"Nancy dear, could you please follow me into the dressing room? I'm sure I'd need your help getting in and I'd want your opinion on them girl-to-girl. It would only take a second and I'm sure you wouldn't mind helping me out a little longer? You've done so much for me and I value your insight." Lies. All of what she said was just to get Nancy into the dressing room with her alone. Claire wanted to try on the clothes, sure, but what she really wanted to try was her luck and Nancy's mouth. Claire began to walk towards the back of the store, not giving Nancy any opportunity to decline as she made her way through further claustrophobic isles of clothes and merchandise. She finally had gotten through the clothes, and was now standing patiently in a small dead-end corridor that had only a fire exit and two dressing room doors. She turned around and looked back impatiently for Nancy.

 

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Claire walked into the dressing room after Nancy unlocked it, throwing the clothes onto a bench as she entered and closing the door behind her. She groaned quietly as she reached for her shirt and pulled at the bottom of it as she rolled it over her chest. She looked around at the tacky red paint with the one solitary light above on the ceiling. It seemed poorly if not hastily created, likely from spare space or a former closet. She could hardly imagine a bigger girl or one of the voluptuous toys in her possession at her home fitting in here. She looked over to her right and saw the scratched and cheap mirror. Claire paused, then began pulling her left arm through her sleeve, under, and out of the shirt along with her breasts and everything below that was above the shorts waistline. Claire could feel her stomach shift again, and ignored it as she looked at the mirror. She was unsure if it was matching the aesthetic or crappily treated and handled through the years as customers came in and slowly destroyed it. She cocked her head as she looked at herself in the mirror, one arm still in her rumpled shirt that was hanging over her chest and sagging over her side. She pulled out her other arm through the sleeve and lifted the shirt above her head as it brushed against her bangs and hair. Claire felt the pull from her ponytail as it exited the large collar, and she dropped her shirt to the floor. Claire looked back in the mirror and pulled her bangs out and to the side as she looked at herself again in the mirror. With her slightly enlarged tummy that looked a little flabby to the unsuspecting onlooker her covered breasts didn’t look so strangely big, but her toned arms were a dead giveaway.

She looked down at her waist, and undid the button keeping the beltline together. Popping the button out of its slot, she then grabbed her swollen cock and undid the fastenings around the member around her waist and thighs. With each fasten coming apart she felt more relief, until finally she felt herself unleashed from the prison she had made for herself in her own shorts. She pulled the sling off, her cock sliding out of the sleeve as she pulled it out from the top of her shorts, her semi-erect member pulling out with the sling. She removed it from her person, and threw it on top of her shirt. Claire sighed in deep relief as she tucked the stiffening member into the waistline of her shorts, unzipping herself and positioning her thong over the opening to hide the veined and studded member from the view from the opening. Claire heard Nancy ask about bottoms or tops first. Claire smiled and looked back into the mirror as she saw her eyes begin to glow pink and her vantablack horns begin to grow from her forehead as she cocked a smile.
“Tops first.” She said darkly, she obviously couldn’t hold herself back anymore and she wasn’t here for the clothes anyways. Claire cracked the door open and looked out the dressing room, finding no one and sensing no one other than Nancy looking this way. Claire quickly opened the door and dragged Nancy, grabbing her by the elbow closest to her. Claire was unnaturally stronger than most humans when she was this close to the breaking point, and Nancy wasn’t going to be receiving any mercy today. Claire threw Nancy into the wall, and locked the door behind them as she cornered her in the small room. Claire saw Nancy hadn’t recovered yet, and she bent over to pull a leg out from underneath Nancy, forcing her to be on her hands and one knee. Claire grabbed Nancy by the hair and began pulling her up.

“Sorry dear,” Claire began as she licked her lips, her long tongue showing itself as her horns were no fully protruded. Claire pulled Nancy around, and used her other hand to grasp within her shorts her enlarged member that was now fully erect and bulging from her waistline. Claire hefted out the long nine inch cock, covered in studs that evenly lined it on the side, top, and along the rim of her head. As it wandered over Nancy’s face it began to ooze precum. Claire sighed and giggled, her body feeling as if it was floating atop the waves again as she emitted more pheromones. Claire didn’t need to hold her cock anymore, it was stiff enough on its own. Claire reached her free hand to Nancy’s mouth, her index finger and her thumb on both sides of her face as she angled Nancy towards her. “Open your mouth, Nancy. There’s something else I want to try on while I’m here, and I’m afraid I need your help to see if it’s a good fit.” She said viciously as she slowly forced against Nancy’s jaw muscles’ will to open her mouth. Claire could slowly feel her mouth giving in as she pushed in, forcing Nancy to choose to bite down on her cheeks as her fingers dug into the mouth even more. When her mouth was big enough for Claire’s member she began to slowly thrust her hips forward, feeling her oozing member slide in between the strained lips of Nancy as she felt her engorged member force her mouth to open up as Claire neared the back of her throat. “Nancy, the customer is always right. Right now I need you to agree with me that sucking my cock is in your best interest, and if you make a scream then I won’t need to worry about you biting down…I’m sure you understand.” Claire said as she gave a forceful squeeze, giving Nancy’s jaw sharp pain as the forceful fingers coated with her cheeks made Nancy’s jaw crack a little as Claire quickly popped the joints in and out. “Now be a good girl, and give me some customer service.” Claire purred as she continued to slide her member into the sprawled woman in the cramped room.

(Thank you for giving me consent to move your character, this would have been awkward to try and write otherwise)

 

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Claire let out a small sigh as she felt the girl begin to attempt to try and please her. Claire enjoyed the gagging sound, followed by the small pleasures running up her shaft and along her head as Nancy struggled to breathe. Claire looked down at Nancy greedily, her pink eyes glowing in the shadow of her face eclipsing the light above her head. Her mouth had a wide smile as she took in the vain pleasure of making eye contact with her prey's mouth. Claire pushed in with her hips a little more and forced her cock to go even further down Nancy's mouth, feeling her engorged member closing her throat off from air and choking her for a few seconds as Claire reveled in the feeling of her tongue, mouth, and throat pause and spasm for a few seconds as she lost air. Claire slowly pulled back, knowing that if she kept it that deep for too long she would force her to throw up, and these boots were too nice to have puke on them. Claire let out a small moan as she felt a surge of pleasure run up her shaft as Nancy did something interesting with her tongue.
"Oooh, do that again will you, Nancy?" She asked, as if Nancy had a choice. Claire pulled her head in again with the fistful of hair she had as she gagged Nancy on her cock again. Claire giggled and let out another quiet moan, looking up and tossing her hair with a shake of her head as she looked over towards the door. There was no real way to look outside, but Claire had other means of telling if they were about to be interrupted. She felt her consciousness spread out through the walls, and could feel the other shoppers and staff in the store. None of them had run back to the dressing rooms, so she assumed that she and Nancy would have plenty of alone time. As Nancy continued to painfully service her Claire began to thrust her hips in and out of Nancy's face, feeling her body get into the rhythm again after being deprived of sex for so long. Claire could feel herself begin to relax as she felt her climax begin to build.

Claire looked back down at Nancy and gave her hair a playful tug,
"You know Nancy, you're not bad at this. I'm glad that I have such an eye for talent like yours." She gave another deep thrust into Nancy's throat and pulled out slowly as she began talking again, "I'm glad that after I dump a load down your throat--and it will be a big one…" she said, trailing off as she looked down at her stomach, rubbing the smooth belly with her free hand. "I've gone too long without having someone to release myself into…and you're doing a fine job of ensuring I'll have a pretty and fun container to blow my load into." Claire giggled as she gave Nancy another harsh impaling thrust, this time forcing Nancy all the way down on her member, her lips stopping at the knotted end. She could feel herself getting close to climax, but she wasn't quite there. Claire did like the look of Nancy's lips around her knot. "Like that there? I know it's too big to go in your mouth, but I plan on having you feel it inside of you later. But first, be a good girl and work for your meal." Claire let her go back a bit, careful not to choke her as she continued to enjoy Nancy's mouth.