LIGHTNOVELONLINE v2 CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR: (18+) In which thirst for the satiation of one fantasy leads to the fulfillment of excess desire.
The morning sun was high in the sky, bright and warm. Una pulled X along with her until they reached a small grove. She’d lived in Manhattan long enough to know exactly where to find what she was looking for: there, nestled between a stand of trees and a stone wall, stood a small public restroom. It was a single-occupancy facility, but that suited their purposes perfectly.
“In here?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. She nodded, and tugged him along behind her as she entered the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind the two of them. X flipped the lock into place and turned to her; before he could say anything, Una had her arms around his neck again and her mouth locked onto his in a hungry, desperate kiss.
His hands moved down over her body and settled at her waist. He pulled her closer, grinding their hips together. X let out a groan into her mouth.
“You’re in charge, sir.” The succubus’ voice was husky, and her eyes were dark with lust. “This is your fantasy, to fuck Felicity Hendrickson. What does that entail, hmm…? I want to hear it from you.”
She watched as he considered her question with a mixture of surprise, delight, and uncertainty. Then he leaned in and brushed his lips over her ears. “First, lose the clothes.”
Una grinned wickedly and slipped her top over her head without hesitation. Her full round tits sprang free, and X let out a soft gasp of approval as he stared at them. The yoga pants followed, leaving her fully exposed.
X reached out to cup her left breast, squeezing gently and rubbing the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Una gasped in response, arching her back and pressing herself into his hand. Her pussy clenched and ached. He squeezed and twisted her nipple again, and she let out a soft moan.
“Now, get up on the sink,” X said. Una obeyed, hopping up and sitting on the ledge, facing the man who was about to ravish her. He moved closer, placing his hands on either side of her thighs as he leaned in and kissed her again. His tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring and probing, tasting her, claiming her, and Una melted into his kiss with a soft, contented sigh.
X’s slender fingers moved between her thighs, teasing the wet folds of her pussy. Una whimpered into his mouth, spreading her legs wider. Hell’s bells, she thought. This guy knows what he’s doing. While two of his fingers teased the outside of her slit, a third found the hard nub of her clit and rubbed it in slow circles, sending sparks shooting up and down her spine. Una squirmed on the edge of the sink, moaning and bucking her hips. X pulled back slightly, breaking their kiss, and smirked at her. “You like that, don’t you? I figured you’d be sensitive…”
“…because that’s the way you wanted it?” she asked, breathless. X nodded, grinning, and she leaned in to kiss him again, biting his lower lip. His hand moved faster, and she moaned into his mouth. She could feel the pressure mounting in the pit of her belly as her climax approached, but X had other ideas. The fingers of his right hand found their way inside her cunt, thrusting slowly in and out, and she cried out, gripping his shoulders tightly, her fingernails digging into his skin through his shirt. He pumped his hand in and out of her, finger-fucking her, and she writhed and bucked against him.
“Fuck! X, I—” She cut off as she felt his left hand grab her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat. He leaned in and kissed along her neck, sucking at the tender skin, leaving marks. His teeth scraped across her jugular and she shuddered, letting out another strangled cry. She felt like she might explode from the intensity of the sensations he was creating in her body.
Suddenly, his entire hand was inside her, filling her completely. He twisted and flexed it as he pushed deep, and she arched her back, crying out again. Her entire body felt like it was on fire. She was so close…
Then he slowed down. Una whimpered, and X released her hair, letting her head drop forward to rest her forehead against his. “Good girl,” he said. “You’re taking so much.” He moved his hand slowly inside her cunt; the feeling was nearly indescribable, like a mix of intense, nearly painful fullness and the most exquisite stimulation imaginable. She panted, trying to stay calm as he fisted her, stretching her open wide for his exploration.
“Please,” she gasped. “Please, I’m so close. Fuck, I need to come.”
X chuckled. “Not yet,” he said. “Not until I tell you to.” He pulled his fist almost to the knuckles, then pushed it back in, deeper than before, and began to thrust steadily, building speed. Una moaned and whimpered, impaled on his hand, unable to stop herself from moving.
X’s other hand was on one of Felicity Hendrickson’s huge breasts; he bent to take her fat, pink nipple into his mouth. The combination of the sensation on her tit with the fullness in her pussy and the pressure on her G-spot sent Una over the edge, screaming, and she came, shuddering and writhing, her pussy clenching down hard on X’s fist.
As soon as Una recovered, she grabbed the edges of X’s jacket and pulled him close. Their lips crashed into one another, and Una kissed him passionately, hungrily. Her hands fumbled at the buttons, opening his jacket and sliding it off of his body. Her fingers found the hem of his T-shirt. She pulled it over his head, revealing the binder beneath, a smooth expanse of thick white fabric.
X’s expression was intense and unreadable. “Can I…? Is that all right with you?” Una asked.
“Go for it.” X’s reply was breathless. She tugged at the bottom of the binder, pulling it up and over his head with his help. Her eyes widened slightly as she gazed upon the slight roundness of X’s chest. His pectorals were small but perfectly rounded and firm, with dark nipples. Her hands went to them automatically, squeezing and massaging. X gasped, arching his back, pressing himself against her hands. His own hands went to her waist and pulled her closer, his hips grinding against hers.
Una slipped forward off the sink and bent her head, taking his nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and letting her teeth graze the sensitive flesh as she sucked. She heard his sharp intake of breath. One of his hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer. He let out a strangled cry as she nipped him gently with her teeth.
X pulled away suddenly, his breathing ragged. “Fuck!”
Una looked up at him with concern. “Are you okay?”
“It’s just… I’m sorry. I’m not used to being this… exposed. I don’t know if you can understand.” His expression had such a mixture of vulnerability and desire that it made Una ache for him.
She smiled reassuringly and took his hands. “Hey. I can’t claim to understand exactly, but you should know that you’re not the only one here who’s… changed genders.”
X blinked at her in surprise. “You’re trans too, then?”
Una nodded. “My situation is unusual, but I remember growing up as a boy, and then… I became female.”
He stared at the woman in front of him, her lush curves and fall of unruly red hair. “Are you saying that… I changed you into Felicity Hendrickson—but before that, you were…?”
Her laugh trilled, bright and musical. “No, I’ve been female, and a demon, for a while now. You might not believe me if I told you about my life before that.” Una slid her arms languidly around his neck. “But tell me how I can make this more comfortable for you… and remember, I’m incredibly into you. Your body, everything about who you are.”
X’s throat moved visibly as he gulped. “You’re serious?”
Una nodded. “Completely. I’m drawn to you, because I literally am your fantasy. Now, how can I show you what I mean?” Her hands caressed his back as they moved lower, slipping into the waistband of his jeans. She squeezed his ass playfully, and X gasped, his eyes widening as a shiver of pleasure raced through his body. “I want to make you feel as good as you made me, X. Can I do that for you?”
The look on his face spoke of pure, raw need. When he spoke, his voice had regained some of its confidence. “Take my pants off.”
Una’s hands went to the button at the top of his fly, undoing it deftly, and then slowly slid down the zipper, her eyes never leaving his as she did so. Her fingers slipped beneath the elastic waistband of his boxers and she tugged them down, along with his pants. What Una saw beneath X’s clothes made her clit twitch and her mouth go dry.
Wow, she thought. He really did make me lust specifically for trans guys. Not that it would take much; he’s damn gorgeous.
Una kneeled before him, appreciating X’s anatomy. The slender line of his hips, the toned muscles of his belly, and most of all, his beautiful boy-hole and the small cock poking erect out of the folds of his anatomy. His shaft was about two inches, a lovely shade of dusky rose, and slick with arousal from its hooded base to its apertureless apex.
“Testosterone,” X explained, although Una already knew what X referred to; clearly, the hormone had changed his physique and voice, and enlarged his member. “That’s about as big as it can grow, without surgery or…”
“…or some kind of magic you've heard might be very dangerous, right?” Una saw the question in his eyes and knew what she had to do. “Where may I kiss you, X?” She leaned forward, letting her lips fall open and her heavy breasts hang forward.
X swallowed hard. “Anywhere. Everywhere. I want you to suck me and lick me, and…” His words trailed off, but the succubus had already taken him up on his offer.
Una’s soft lips brushed against the underside of X’s petite shaft, and he shivered at her touch. His cock twitched and pulsed as her mouth moved slowly up and down, kissing and licking, teasing him. She flicked her tongue across his sensitive surface, then slipped one finger inside of him, watching his reaction. X’s eyes were closed, and he braced himself with both hands on the edge of the counter. His hips bucked involuntarily and Una felt his muscles clench down on her finger as she slid it in and out of his folds.
She continued stroking and licking and sucking, her movements becoming faster as she felt him tense, his breathing quickening. X groaned softly, his hands gripping the counter tightly.
Una lifted her head and spoke softly. “Tell me about your body… tell me how you imagine it.”
X inhaled audibly. “I like how I look… I’m pretty tall and I enjoy being slim. I’ve been lucky on T… didn’t get a lot of body hair or a beer gut.”
She ran a finger along his length, making him shiver. “But what do you want to see when you look at yourself? I can make that a reality… for you… and for me, since I’m your fantasy girl.”
“Fuck.” His hips shifted, pushing his cock into her slippery hand. “I want to see a flat chest, and… oh god… I want a cock that can fill you up. I love the way I feel now, but… fuck, Una… I want more. A hard body and a harder cock, so that I can fuck you like you deserve.” He looked at her through heavy-lidded eyes, his breath quick and shallow.
Una nodded, understanding, and bent to her work, redoubling her efforts. At his size, she could easily take his entire cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue over and around the tip as she did so, and sucking hard as she bobbed her head. She added a second finger and began thrusting deeper into him, curling and scissoring them to stretch him. He moaned softly, thrusting against her hand, and she could feel his muscles clenching as he approached orgasm.
“Yes, fuck, yes,” he groaned, his voice strained. “Make me come, Una… please…”
Una pulled back and looked up at him with a wicked grin, her lips shiny with spit. “Come, if you please,” she murmured, wrapping one hand around his shaft as she continued pumping her fingers in and out of him with the other, her pace fast and relentless. He cried out, his hips jerking as his climax hit and his shaft twitched wildly in her mouth. X’s juices soaked Una to the wrist and dripped onto her chest.
Una felt the heady energies of X’s release twine around and fill her. Perhaps because she’d tapped so deeply into his desires, the feeling was different, richer. I know how to do this, she thought. I’m not a novice succubus anymore, and I remember… well, I remember some of what Yael knew.
As X shuddered in the throes of his release, Una focused her will, concentrating on the energy flowing through her and on the image in X’s mind. She pushed the vibrations of pleasure through her, rolling the energy around her mouth before letting it slide down her tongue onto his cock.
Almost immediately, she felt the transformation begin. X’s shaft shuddered and grew in her mouth, thickening and lengthening. The skin stretched and changed color as blood surged through it and new veins snaked along its length.
“Fucking fuck!” X’s voice was hoarse and overwhelmed. Una looked up at him, her eyes wide and her lips still wrapped around the swelling tip of his new cock. She felt the head round into a glans with an opening at the tip, and a surge of pre-come flowed onto her tongue, salty and smoky. She swallowed reflexively.
Beneath Una’s hands, she felt X’s soft buttocks shift and harden, growing more muscular. She squeezed them appreciatively, and he let out a soft groan, thrusting his hips forward, pushing himself further into Una’s throat as his cock lengthen even more.
X was panting heavily now, his breath ragged and uneven. His hands gripped the counter so tightly his knuckles had turned white. Una kept sucking and licking as he continued to grow, her fingers digging into his ass. His thighs were thickening and becoming more defined. She could feel every movement of his body as he writhed in ecstasy.
Finally, X’s cock reached a respectable seven inches, and he pulled away from Una with a gasp. “Holy fuck,” he breathed. “What did you…”
Una grinned at him, licking her lips and savoring the taste of his pre-ejaculate. The young man’s face had only changed slightly, acquiring a masculine sharpness at his chin and jaw that made him appear even more striking than before, and a light stubble dusted his jawline. His torso was still slender, but now his pecs were firm muscle, and the nipples stood out in dark brown nubs against the planes of his chest. Below, the lines and curves of X’s abs had become chiseled ridges, and the new crease that ran from just above his defined hipbones to his crotch begged for the press of Una’s tongue.
She couldn’t resist; she bent and licked along the ridge of his Adonis belt as her hands caressed the newly formed contours of his thighs, and she felt a shudder ripple through him. He moaned softly, and his voice was slightly deeper, with different undertones.
“Come out,” she said, and cupped the folds of skin beneath his cock. X’s flesh writhed and reshaped in obedience. Pairs of lips met and fused, creating a pouch of skin. Moments later, X grunted as two ovoids pushed out of his pelvis, dropping into the newly formed scrotum. The succubus smiled as her lover’s balls swelled and tightened in response to her caresses.
“My God,” X gasped. “I’m… I’ve got a fucking… a dick and nuts. Holy shit. I’m so… so hard, Una… I can’t believe how hard I am…”
Una giggled. “I have to tell you, God didn’t have much to do with this.” She stood and pulled him close, feeling her pillowy tits press against the muscular surfaces of X’s chest. The man was trembling, his eyes half-closed and his breath coming in brief gasps. Una kissed her lover again, her tongue slipping past his full lips to explore his mouth. X moaned into hers, and she reached down to take hold of his shaft again, squeezing and stroking gently.
“So… do you know how to use one of these?” Her whisper was soft, but full of hunger.
X laughed weakly, his eyes still closed. “I think I’ll figure it out.” He leaned in and kissed Una hard, biting her lip and sucking at her lower lip. His hands moved down to her waist, grabbing her by the ass and pulling her close. Una gasped as his cock pressed against her belly, and X growled in satisfaction. Then he spun her around, pressing her against the rim of the sink.
Una chuckled in delight, placed her feet firmly on either side of the basin, then leaned forward, raising and presenting her heart-shaped ass. “Go ahead, lover. Show me what you’ve got.” She peered over her shoulder and winked through her russet bangs.
X looked as if all the blood had rushed from his head into his groin. “How…. how could you make me even harder? Is this some kind of magic? I feel like I’ve got a rod of iron growing from me.” He ran one hand along his shaft, spreading pre-cum over its surface. Una watched as he positioned its tip between the lips of her sex, then paused, guiding his head to stroke along the cleft of her pussy, brushing over the sensitive nub of her clitoris, and then back down, pressing lightly but firmly at the entrance to her core as he did so.
She moaned softly and arched her back. “Impressive, X… your first time with that equipment and you’re teasing me? Come on. You know you want to bury your new toy between these cheeks.”
The man behind her growled in lust, and his fingers dug into her hips. Una felt the head of his cock push against her, stretching her open and sliding in. She gasped, feeling the familiar pressure of penetration, followed by the rush of pleasure as his shaft filled her. “Yeah…” she let out. “That’s how you do it.”
X began thrusting slowly at first, gradually building speed as he found a rhythm. Una pushed her hips back against his, meeting his thrusts, moaning and panting as she felt his cock plunge deeper inside her. His hands moved from her hips, sliding over her belly, up to cup her full breasts. He squeezed them roughly, pinching and twisting and pulling at her nipples.
Una screamed, surrendering herself to the ecstasy of being taken. “Fuck, yes… fill me with that cock… give it to me, X… fuck me hard!” X grunted, pounding away furiously, his new balls slapping against her ass. Una’s body shuddered and quivered with each thrust, her breasts bouncing wildly. She looked into the mirror behind the sink and saw herself: red hair matted and disheveled, sweat trickling down her forehead, mascara running down one cheek. The actress, come undone.
Above her, X’s face was a mask of concentration. His brow furrowed and his lips drew into a thin line. His jaw clenched as he slammed into her again and again, his hands gripping her tits so hard it almost hurt. Their eyes met in the reflection, and Una smiled, her lips parted, her breath coming in quick bursts as X drove into her.
“Oh, fuck… you’re so tight, Felicity,” the man groaned. “I mean—Una. I didn’t know I’d be able to feel you this way…”
“Call me… Felicity,” the succubus said, between pounding motions that shook her whole body. “I’m her… for you.”
“Fuck, Felicity, I’m going to come,” he moaned.
“Do it… unhhh, X! Breed me, come inside me!” Her voice rose into a shriek as he plunged deep, and Una felt the hot flood of his release. She cried out as her own climax hit, her body spasming, her legs shaking. She collapsed forward, bracing herself against the sink, as X pulled himself out of her and fell back against the far wall, gasping for breath.
“Jesus… what the hell was that? Is that what all guys feel like when they orgasm? How do any of us walk around?” He yelped in surprise as his cock spasmed again, and a rope of pearly fluid arced across the room to strike the tile floor with a wet splat.
Una giggled. “I take it you haven’t had much sexual experience with cis guys. Not that I’m much of an expert from your side, but I do remember that masturbation used to feel much more… concentrated?” She ran a finger across her nether lips, bringing some of his seed back to her mouth and tasting the salty tang, which held a hint of something else… cinnamon? It was rich, complex, and delicious. “Mmmm, yes. A completely fresh vintage, quite a delicacy.”
X shook his head. “I still can’t believe this is happening. That I… that this is my new body.” He ran his hand down over his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath the taut skin. His fingers trailed down to his cock, and he grasped it experimentally as it softened.
Una turned around and leaned back, resting her asscheeks on the cold porcelain edge of the sink. She felt indescribably satisfied, the energy of desire fulfilled and post-coital glow mingling with the feeling of a job well-done.
“I don’t know if I owe you my soul now, or what,” X said. “If I do, that’s fine. Two hours ago, I might not have admitted it readily… but I’d have given anything for this.”
She waved casually. “No charge, no contract, no demonic pact. Just enjoy. You looked after me on the airship ride.” Una watched him flex his hands—also slightly larger, as were his feet.
X turned his gaze towards her, and his look was full of awe. “It hardly seems equivalent. I feel like the boy who saved a magic fish and earned a kingdom for his moment of thoughtfulness. But may I ask one more thing, Una?”
The succubus nodded. “Of course, although I don’t know if I could improve your body much more. You’re a snack and a half.”
X smiled awkwardly, with a hand behind his head. “Actually… I was wondering if you might show me what you really look like. Felicity Hendrickson has certainly been my fantasy for years, ever since the first episode of ‘Ad Nauseam’ aired, but… I’d also like to know my benefactor as she truly is.”
Una raised her eyebrows, feeling abruptly self-conscious. “I suppose I should practice changing back. And I must admit, I feel a little bad about borrowing Felicity’s body so… extensively.”
“Well,” said X with a slightly abashed air, “I’m not one who should make an admission; the body you’re in is not exactly like hers. My fantasy is a little more… robust, I guess? Compared to what Felicity Hendrickson looks like when she’s not all dolled up, I mean.”
Una just smiled. “It’s all good. Come here and give your fantasy girl one more kiss before she goes.”
X moved closer to her, placing his hands on her bare shoulders and kissing her tenderly on the lips. As he did, Una closed her eyes and concentrated. Do you remember me, little nanobots? How I was, how I really am? I’ve had so many changes recently that I might have lost track, but maybe you recall…
The transformation felt like water flowing downhill, or muscles relaxing. Una felt her limbs change slightly, going from dainty to toned. X’s chest drew closer as Felicity’s breasts tightened into Una’s impressive but less voluptuous pair, and he ran his hands along them appreciatively as they shrank.
She hummed in pleasure as her tail sprouted from her naked backside with a wet squelch, and her horns emerged and curved across her skull. Red waves of hair darkened and straightened into the neat wings of a black bob, and the rosy spots of the actress’ pale, freckled complexion grew and burst like fireworks into a deep red hue that covered Una’s body from head to toe.
Una’s eyes blinked open, the color of molten gold with horizontal pupils. Her hooves, newly fused, clacked on tiles as she shifted.
“Una…” The man’s voice was awestruck. He stepped back, taking in the full sight of her, then reached out and took her hands. She let him pull her forward, but then he went to one knee in front of her. “I didn’t know. You’re magnificent. I mean, you told me you’re a succubus, but I think you must be something more. A queen of demons, or a fallen goddess.”
Una laughed and pulled X up, then wrapped her arms around him. She was nearly as tall as him now, although the difference was slight. “You’re such a flatterer,” she purred. Her voice was still musical, although it had taken on a deeper tone, with a faint echo.
“You have my eternal devotion—whatever that’s worth to a being of your power.” His expression was serious, and Una felt a thrill of pride run through her. She leaned forward and kissed him again, gently.
“For now, dear one… maybe you can help me get in touch with my roommate, or my girlfriend. My phone battery’s dead. I’ve lost at least a day since they’ve heard from me. Plus, I attract unwanted attention like this, especially with my tail poking out of the yoga pants you ripped off of me.”
X bowed low. “Please, allow me. I’ll get us both to my hotel. We can get cleaned up, charge your phone, and I can find you a new outfit to wear.”
The demoness nodded graciously and allowed him to take her by the hand.