Chapter 1
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the moss-covered stones of Eldris Keep. My fellow group of adventurers—Lirael the rogue, Brannor the warrior, and Elowen the elven mage—stood at the entrance of an ancient dungeon rumored to house the lost treasure of Aloria. It was sought after by many, for legend said it would grant one eternal life.
“Ready your wits,” Lirael whispered, her eyes glinting with mischief. “They say the treasure is guarded by foul monsters.”
With a nod, Brannor tightened his grip on his sword, while Elowen murmured an incantation, her fingers crackling with energy. Together, we descended into the darkness, the air thick with the scent of damp stone and decay.
The flickering torchlight revealed intricate carvings on the walls, stories of heroes and monsters long forgotten. As we ventured deeper, a sense of unease settled in. Shadows seemed to live, and the whispers of the past brushed against our ears.
“Stay close,” Brannor urged, but as they turned a corner, he stepped into a hidden tripwire. Suddenly, a loud rumble rolled through the dungeon, causing the ground to shake. A stone slab fell, separating me from the others. Panic surged through me as I stumbled back, losing sight of my companions.
I stood in a narrow corridor, the flicker of my torch fading into the unknown. “Hello?” I called, my voice swallowed by the darkness. The walls closed in around me, and the cool air caressed my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
Accepting my isolation, I pressed forward, each step echoing eerily. As I went on, the twisting corridors became more intricate, and every turn seemed to lead me nowhere. Had I been walking in circles?
As I rounded another corner, a faint glow caught my attention. A chamber lay ahead, the soft light spilling out its entryway, I followed it as my curiosity got the better of me. Inside this secluded chamber, illuminated by twinkling blue candlelight, I discovered an astonishing sight. An altar sat in the center of the room, hewn from ancient stone and worn smooth by the centuries. It’s surface etched with cryptic symbols, no doubt relating to some sort of demonic ritual.
The most unnatural part though, was a creature unlike anything I had ever seen, bound to the wall by intricate chains that shimmered with an otherworldly light. It was a succubus, her skin a vibrant shade of red, contrasting with her long, flowing raven-black hair. Two rugged and elegantly curved obsidian horns crowned her head, a reminder of her hellish origin. Her fiery eyes has an unsettling allure as they locked onto mine, and a mischievous smile curved her luscious lips. Her strikingly beautiful figure was poorly concealed by thin and torn rags, befitting a prisoner. A slender tail elegantly swayed between her legs as she spoke “Well, well, are you here to help me?”
Her voice was smooth as silk yet laced with an urgency that tugged at my interest. I knew nothing pleasant came from conversing with the damned, so I hesitated to answer. “Why should I help you?” I asked with caution.
The succubus smiled, a slow and mesmerizing curve of her lips. “Because I have the power to help you too. I am bound here by magic far older than you, little human. Set me free, and I will grant you one wish—anything your heart desires. Knowledge, freedom, a fortune.”
I felt a mix of intrigue and suspicion. I had heard stories of succubi, creatures that lured mortals with promises of power and pleasure, only to consume their very souls. “If I free you, you could show me the way out of this labyrinth?”
The succubus replied, her eyes gleaming. “If that is your wish, yes. The choice is yours. But first, you must release me.”
With a deep breath, I stepped closer, examining the chains that bound the creature. Ethereal magic glimmered along their length, pulsating with a faint energy. “Before I consider it, tell me your name. How did you end up trapped here?”
“My name is Nyxara, and I was betrayed by a sorcerer who sought to possess my power. When he failed, the coward abandoned me here.” There was sorrow and hatred in her tone, and I felt a hint of pity for her. I carefully approached the bound demon. My hands trembled as I reached for the magical chains, feeling their power coursing through them.
“Alright I’ll try to release you,” I said finally, steeling myself. “but I’ll need your promise. You will lead me to safety.” I knew devils were bound to fulfil the deals they made, just as much as the foolish mortals who agreed to them.
Nyxara nodded, solemnly affirming “You have my promise. I would shake your hand, but-“
With a deep breath, I gathered my courage, and whispered a spell I had learned during my travels, hoping it would disrupt the bindings.
The chains shimmered and then crackled with energy. With a final surge, they shattered, falling away in a cascade of light. The succubus stood before me, unbound, stretching her arms above her head, her body contorting seductively. “Ah, that’s better,” she purred.
A supernatural fire washed over her body, burning away the rags to ashes, while her demonic wings majestically unfolded from her bare back.
“Thank you,” she breathed, her voice a sweet melody. Nyxara’s presence was quite enchanting, due to both her unleashed mystical power and the magnetism of her lovely naked form. My gaze was naturally drawn to her perky, round breasts, igniting a lust within me. Struggling to shake off the feeling, I asked, “What now?”
“Now, I will fulfill my promise.” Nyxara smiled, as the pointed tip of her scarlet tail flicked mischievously. “Together, we will escape this dungeon, if that is still your wish. Though personally I would recommend we amend our deal.”
Detecting some sort of trick, I questioned “What do you mean?”
“You came all this way for the fabled treasure of Alroria, correct? It would be such a shame to leave here empty handed, when instead, I could see to it that you are granted eternal life.”
I pondered the wisdom in her words, considering that I could return to my companions and finish out our quest. “What would you get from this deal?”
Nyxara’s sultry voice answered menacingly “Your body.”
In explanation, another wave of flames ran over her skin, and her appearance transformed. She was now a human woman with beautiful brown hair and innocent hazel eyes. With a new brighter voice she said “My power allows me to take on many forms.”
A flash of heat greeted me as she was enveloped in fire again, this time growing into the taller form of a slender elf. “If you allow me, I would acquire your body.”
I thought it over and it seemed innocent enough, granting permission for her to look like me. I deemed it more likely to result in simple mischief than any real harm.
As Nyxara returned to her natural devilish form, she stuck out her hand to me. “Do we have a deal?”
“It’s a deal.” As I took the succubus’s hand, a rush of power surged through me. In that moment, I felt an unbreakable bond linked between us. A naughty smirk developed on her face as she looked me over. “There’s just one minor detail I forgot to mention.”
Nyxara snapped her fingers and suddenly her magical blaze swept over me, entirely burning away my clothing. It didn’t hurt in the least, but I still yelped as I was left completely naked. I timidly attempted to cover myself with my hands, but it was futile. I began to wonder if I had made a terrible mistake.
She paced in a circle around me, and I could feel her gaze searing into my nude skin. “In order to take on your body, I have to study it….” Her hand delicately brushed my shoulder, her long nails dragging along and sending a shiver down my spine. Her warm breath stimulating on my neck as she leaned in close, whispering in my ear “…intimately.”
I froze as her sharp teeth nibbled at my collar, it was so distracting I hardly even noticed her hands around me, gently groping the underside of my breasts. My nipples stiffened as her fingers rubbed over them, while passionately massaging my whole titties. The pulse in my neck quickened as her bites turned into tender kisses from her soft lips. Nyxara pinched my stiff nipples, sternly twisting them between her fingers, arousing me further. I closed my eyes as I let out a moan, embracing her pleasing touch.
In a blink she was in front of me, dropping to her knees and forcing my hand away from covering my crotch. “I need to explore every part of you…” Her face inched closer to my pussy, until a pointed tongue lashed out from her mouth and flicked my gash. “…deeply.”
Her hands gripped my goose-bumped thighs, spreading them apart while her lengthy tongue tasted my lower lips. Circling around my clit, her masterful tongue took my breath away. Just as I was about to beg for more, it slithered inside me, gradually crawling deeper as it wriggled around. I shrieked when she found my sweet spot, and began unwittingly grinding my hips against her ravishing mouth. The tip of her tongue relentlessly caressed my most sensitive region, and I couldn’t resist the surge within me any longer.
“Ohh! Y-yes!”
I held onto Nyxara’s horns as she indulged in my juices, her tongue still digging for them while they dripped down her chin. Once the rush had finally calmed, she slipped her tongue out, licking her lips as she commented “Mmm delicious.”
With a few effortless flaps of her wings, she raised up, softly landing back on her feet. “Care for a taste, dear?”
Before I had a chance to answer, her lips forcibly pressed into mine. I knew I should push her away, yet my arms instinctually pulled her in closer. As her tongue snuck into my mouth, coated in my own honeyed taste, I forgot any concept of defiance. Our tongues danced together like dearest lovers, while her tail wickedly brushed up my leg, coiling around me.
Nyxara’s kisses were the most sensual I had ever known, finely balanced between aggressive and caring. I loved the warmth of her luscious red lips, and the playfulness of her sinful tongue. She snarled when she caught my lip with her teeth, impishly biting it.
Then she pulled away, leaving me wanting as she commanded “Get on your knees now, my darling.”
I obeyed, with hands held as she assisted me down to kneel before her. I stared ahead at her pretty red pussy, admiring its beauty, when suddenly Nyxara became engulfed in flames again. Her body shifted and changed, growing taller and more muscular. Her red skin remained, but now she stood before me as a stunningly handsome man with a familiar devilish grin. My eyes widened as I took in his chiseled physique, and the massive flaming red cock hanging in front of my face.
It hung down almost to his knees, with a slight curve pulling it towards his left thigh. My cheeks flushed, but I found myself drawn to this inhuman cock with a desperation. As I knelt at his feet, my hands eagerly seized his flawless cock without thinking. It was nearly too hot to handle, but Nyxara appeared to appreciate my cool touch as I stroked it. I could feel its power pulsing beneath my fingertips, as dense veins crisscrossed along his entire shaft, adding a rugged texture. My massage proved exciting for him and it grew even larger as it sprung with a proud erection. This demonic dick was easily thicker than my forearm, and my imagination ran wild as I thought about how it would feel inside me.
He demanded in a deep, seductive voice. “Show me what that pretty mouth can do.”
I obediently leaned forward, greeting his rounded tip with a loving kiss. I took my time, my lips desired to show affection to every surface of his cock, and also down to his glorious balls. That’s when my tongue joined in, lapping at his smooth nuts and then steadily working back up his lengthy shaft, hungrily licking each inch of his tasty meat. I swirled my tongue around his head, especially teasing the sensitive underside. He gave a low moan as his tip started to leak, giving me a sample of his salty precum.
My gentle lips parted, and I began adoringly slurping on his magnificent cock. The demon groaned as I welcomed him inside my mouth, stretching my jaw just to accommodate his massive head. Leaking from my gaping mouth, my drool liberally wetted his dick, helped by both my hands rubbing it over his throbbing hilt. As I looked up into Nyxara’s intense eyes, I detected an increasing impatience, so I took him deeper.
I held the base of his stiff cock firmly in place while I bobbed my head back and forth, bit by bit pushing it further into the back of my mouth, until I had reached my limit I began to choke.
I pulled away from him, as I needed to abandoned his cock to catch my breath. My slobber dripped from his tip as well as my chin, down onto my little tits. “Mmm, you’re doing quite well, for a human,” he remarked, his voice a mixture of pleasure and mockery, “now show me that tongue.”
Resting his heavy head on my stuck-out tongue, he situated his cock between my lips, smoothly sliding back in. His thumb tucked a stray lock behind my ear as his hands sneakily brushed through my hair, and gripped the back of my head. Nyxara began to thrust his hips, becoming more aggressive as his tip smacked into my tonsils. He grunted quite angrily as he used his strength to force himself down the entrance of my throat. Inch by inch his assertive ramming stretched me open, and my eyes watered while his girth bulged out my neck. It seemed impossible, yet he was fucking his whole monstrous shaft into my mouth with long, deep strokes. His balls slapped against my messy chin while his dick barged down my gullet, almost to my stomach.
I struggled to breathe, and began choking on his enormous cock but the sensation only seemed to drive him wilder. He smushed my face into his pelvis while he persisted in pushing himself as deep as he could. My head started to painfully throb as I desperately fought against him for air, still the incubus wouldn’t release me as my pulse slowed and my vision darkened.
With a final, powerful thrust, he pulled his burning red cock from my mouth with a hellish groan, his chest heaving. I collapsed to the cold floor, coughing up my own spit as I feebly refilled my lungs with the dank air. My mind was still spinning, as his muffled voice said to me, “Now, my dear, it’s time for the real fun to begin.”
He leaned over and picked up my limp body, as easily as one would pick up a baby. His brawny arms cradled me securely and as he kissed my cheek, a soothing magic washed over my sore throat, easing the pain of my breathing. He carried me over to the altar centered in the room, and placed me down facing it. With a strict push, he positioned my waist against the stone and bent me over. I rested on my elbows as his hands slightly spread my thighs apart, allowing him room to rub my precious folds. I looked back at him as he licked his fingers, then used his spit to moisten every crevice of my pussy. As his fingers slipped inside me, I surrendered to his blissful touch and completely relaxed. The circle of candles romantically flickered around us, bathing our bodies in their azure dancing lights. When his fingers withdrew I was left aching and empty, but I held my breath as I knew something much larger was coming.
Nyxara stood behind my spread legs, holding his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I was frozen with anticipation, and as he thrust forward, I gasped at the sensation of being filled. His demon cock was immensely thick, stretching my hole in ways I’d never imagined. My hands clawed at the flat top of the altar in a panic as I tried to crawl away, but his grip on my waist kept me right where he wanted. He fucked me slowly at first, each precise movement sending jolts of pain through my body. I cried out with desperation as he plunged his manhood deeper, tearing me open without remorse. The depths his cock could reach within me seemed to have no limit. His hot hand clamped over my mouth, suppressing my screams as he whispered “Shhh, don’t fight it little one. It’ll be over soon.”
My legs kicked in the air wildly behind me once he slammed his entire length into my tiny cunt, then did it again and again. I was driven insane from his sagging nuts rhythmically smacking against my clit as they swung back and forth. My hard nipples scraped against the chilly shrine, in overwhelming contrast to Nyxara’s warm body striking my rear. Due to his exertion, drips of sweat fell from his brow and onto my unprotected back, like searing drops of melted wax from the candles encircling us. “You love this, don’t you, my little slut?” He teased in between his laboured panting.
I could only nod in response, although he intended his question as rhetorical anyway. Without warning he unexpectedly pulled out and I secretly hoped he was finished. I was greatly mistaken, and whimpered as his cock pressed against my asshole.
“No! Stop please!” I pleaded with anguish, to no avail. His invasion hurt even worse this time, as his monstrous tool unnaturally penetrated my tight ass. Nyxara didn’t bother taking it slow either, he hastily shoved all of himself inside with one fervid stroke. While I writhed in breathless agony, he seized my arms and pinned them behind my back to restrain me. The pointy tip of his tail crept up my shaking legs, where it found my ravaged pussy and proceed to tickle my clit. I was helpless as this sexual demon abused me, pounding me with inhuman strength and speed. Echoing through the chamber, his moans were proof that my suffering brought him satisfaction. Never faltering from his relentless pace, he fucked my asshole for what felt like hours.
When he eventually let up and pulled himself out, my ass remained gaped wide open from the impression of his thick shaft. I knew none of my holes would ever feel the same again, my guts had permanently been rearranged by Nyxara’s beastly cock.
A fiery flash illuminated the room as they changed shape again, and I looked back to see a resemblance of her original form. I flipped over, assuming she was finished now, and I noticed she was still towering and ripped but now in a more feminine fashion. Her tits were bigger, like juicy round melons, and her hips were wider as well. I shuddered as I saw the fiendish dick remained erect between her curvy thighs.
“I’m so close now darling!” She frantically announced as she flew up onto the altar and took a stance above me. Lifting my legs up, she folded my knees to my shoulders, while lowering her dick to my soaked cunt. As soon as she entered, her veiny shaft throbbed with an urgency. She grunted while stuffing it inside me, hitting even deeper than before in this new position, I could’ve sworn she was buried all the way in my womb with her pulsating cock. Her hands explored my upper body, squeezing my titties and delighting in my supple flesh. With a few more powerful strokes, she began to explode with huge bursts of hot cum. She intimately held my hands, interlocking our fingers and pinning my arms above my head. Nyxara’s beautiful face contorted in pleasure and her horns smoked while she threw her head back in ecstasy. Her muscles trembled, and her perfect breasts bounced as she pumped her thick fertile load directly in my womb. Making certain to fill me with every last drop, she continually milked her crimson cock into my already flooded pussy. When she finally pulled out, her cum leaked from my hole, flowing down my ass crack and onto the sacred altar below. Nyxara sighed in relief “Mmm I haven’t had an orgasm like that in centuries.”
Exhausted, I asked “You’re satisfied now?”
She chuckled and her eyes lit up mischievously as she hissed “Hardly.”
In disbelief I questioned “What do you mean? What else do you need from me?”
Smiling at my stupidity she answered “Ohh, you mean for this?”
Covered in fire, she emerged from the flames as a perfect replica of myself. She was an exact mirror image, even down to the tiniest freckle. Her captivating blue eyes were a reflection of mine in shape and color, but hers still hid a naughty fierceness. With my own familiar voice she teasingly revealed “I could’ve done this the moment you first took my hand.”
She grinned as she snapped her fingers, summoning enchanted restraints to appear around my wrists and ankles, chaining me to the altar. When Nyxara saw the stunned look on my face, she laughed “Whoops! I lied, it’s in my nature darling.”
I fought against the bindings, pulling on them and trying to use my magic, but I was powerless. I tried pleading with her “We had a deal! You promised to lead me to the treasure!”
She casually ran her fingers over my core, and with equal nonchalantness responded “No, I promised I’d grant you eternal life, and I have now. You will serve me for eternity as my fucktoy.”
She leaned over and kissed my mound, just above my wet slit, then with my own lips she tenderly trailed up my tummy. I could only watch as she made her way up between my breasts, nearing my face, before she stopped her kisses. Staring at her lips, or rather my lips, I wanted to kiss her back. Sensing my desire, she smiled, while telling me “But we’ll have plenty of time for that later, first I have other business to take care of.”
She hopped off the shrine and conjured an outfit on herself, matching what I was wearing before. She adjusted my clothing and my hair, making herself comfortable as my duplicate. “We can’t have pesky intruders coming to try and free my new pet. Let’s hope your companions have perished in a trap by now, but if not…” She reached under the altar and pulled out a concealed dagger. “They’ll never expect a stab in the back from a friend.”
I called after her as she began to walk out the room, “Wait! Nyxara!”
“Ohh, and by the way darling, Nyxara is my elven name. My true name is Aloria.”
