sui generis

The night was young, just shy of turning 8 o'clock.

Choerry was in a particularly hungry mood, not entirely sure why. She fed perfectly fine over the last few days, luring people into her grasp and taking all that precious life-essence for herself. Some of them were particularly pathetic, so happy to finally be getting laid.

At least she wrote something off the bucket list for them, before kicking that same bucket.

She didn't feel bad about it, why would she? Every predator has one of its own, even if they don't know about it. It's not her choice that she was like this, though it's unlikely if she could change that she actually would.

What was her choice was the type of prey, she liked the easy ones. You know the type, forced out of the house for the first time in months. Far too awkward to approach a woman so when one comes over and throws herself at them.

That's when the real fun begins.

In essence, you reflect that type. At least in her eyes, cramming yourself into the corner. Someone, probably a friend talking your ear off. You look so uncomfortable, so out of your zone.

And like you just want to go home.

Choerry turned on her charm, approaching slowly, putting emphasis on each step. Getting your attention in an instant, eyes immediately averting her gaze. Now you were attentively listening to what your friend was saying.

She was out early for a reason, these types disappear around midnight.

"So I was saying like you just got to talk to girls man, it's that easy." Your friend spoke, and kept speaking. This entire conversation feeling so one sided, every word you said was brushed away and swept under the rug. He wasn't going to let you go. Far too interested in seeming righteous than having a good time himself.

"Dude, there's a girl approaching us. How about you talk to her and I go home." You groaned, pointing at the pink-wearing girl, desperately trying to get out of here.

Your friend finally acknowledged there was someone approaching, turning to face her then turning back. "Dude she's fucking hot. Normally I'd work my magic, but I want to see you finally get some action so take it from here." He had a sense of smugness in his voice, like there was no possibility he'd get turned down.

That angered Choerry, who was in full reach of your conversation.

But oh well, when you disappear tomorrow the grief of it being potentially his fault will haunt him forever.

"Hey boys, you two alright?" Choerry invited herself over, turning the sweetness in her voice up to eleven. Sitting just too close, you moved across slightly to the ire of your friend.

"I'm fine, just about to head out I think." You said bluntly, taking a sip of your drink. Not much left, your friend smacked your back. Chuckling, trying to pivot this conversation in a way that prevents you from running.

"What? Nahh– we got the whole night dude. Who just comes out for one drink?" He does this every time. Normally you just sneak to the bathroom when he's with someone but this, this persistence is new.

Choerry smirked internally, keeping up the cutesy persona to a degree. You weren't biting, but your fuse was evidently short. Something she could manipulate to get you away, normally she just comes up and lures them. But this one requiring a bit of work makes the food taste so much fucking better.

"You do this every fucking time! Whisk me from my house to play babysitter and so you can fulfill your wingman fantasy, fuck off dude." You exploded, much quicker than usual.

"Because you need to live a little! A girl comes up to us and you are like 'oH I nEeD to LeaVe!' live a little you stuck up prick. Fucking hell." He spat back, Choerry was stunned. Normally she would have to try to pry apart but it seems like this dynamite was going to explode up into an easy chase.

"Are you two.. okay?" She asked softly, the contrast making it hard to stay that mad.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry for all this, though do you mind moving so I can leave. Talk to him, he's a real 'catch'." You snickered, Choerry let you out of the seat, prey far easier than she could have ever imagined.

You began to leave, but upon turning around you noticed the girl followed you, closely trailing behind. "That loser? No, I wanted to talk to you." She said while walking.

"Me?" You said with apprehension, people don't normally want to talk to you. But something about this girl seemed off, she looked far far too beautiful to be here. Near angelic, familiar.

You could swear you've seen her before, not that being at the bar was a crime. This situation just feels like an unexplainable deja vu.

Damn your stranger pleasing, you should just brush her off.

"Yeah you! I like talking to those who don't belong in the bar scene, it's far more interesting than the individuals that drag you here." Choerry explained, features soft with fondness.

If only you knew what she had planned for you.

"I'm flattered, but if conversation is what you want there's definitely better." You were trying to get rid of her, now outside in the brisk air. The pitch black sky full with stars, watching down on you individually.

"Don't put yourself down, thoughhh– if you prefer we can do something different." Her voice dripped with seduction, standing in front of you. Smirking.

Your heart-rate started to climb. You weren't expecting it to go this way, so quickly as well. "Erm..." Choerry had you where she wanted. On the back foot, not sure what to do. Panicking.

"Come on, you think I'm pretty right?" You nodded so quickly, far too quickly.. Falling straight into the spiders web, she smirked with double meaning. "So, how about you come over to mine? I'll show you how good I am on my knees."

Your breath hitched, taking a step back, arousal filling your veins. You know you shouldn't go, accept to this. Be responsible, otherwise your friend would be right and that's a fate worse than death.

But not taking this stranger up on this would be worse than extinction.

"Stop hesitating " She must have overheard your name, "I'll let you do whatever you want."

Something deep within you shuddered.

"Okay, lead the way..."

Choerry moved with a franticness that made your head spin, shoving you backwards into the bed. You'd assume things would start slow, maybe with some making out or something casual.

Nope. Choerry's hands were quick to undress you, shirt thrown off and cock in her grasp within the first second. "Mmh, that's a nice cock. Big and thick, smells so good..." Her words weren't just flattery to lull you further in. (The more praised someone is the less likely they are to realise the danger.) She meant them, not having a dick this good in a few decades.

And she was going to treat it as deserved.

She breathed in your scent hungrily, pressing her nose firmly against every inch while licking your balls. Her aggressiveness made your head spin, it all felt so sinful, so wrong, so right.

"You want me to suck it right? Put it in my mouth? I want it so bad, let me do it? please?" Her begging was fake, she was going to do it anyway. But it loosened you up like alcohol.

"Please, suck my cock." You gasped, Choerry's mouth immediately descended upon you. Bobbing her head up and down upon your tip, she was in awe at how good you tasted. Wanting more and more, slurping the taste like it was pure sugar.

You were in the skies, unable to regulate the explosive pleasure coursing through your body. Choerry's silky mouth nearly making you bust in her mouth in seconds, just barely holding on. "Fuck, that mouth.."

Your head was fallen back, looking towards the roof. Choerry had no gag reflex. Cramming you all inside her throat, constricting around your shaft tightly. Making it nice and slick in her saliva. "Ugh."

You looked down, she was servicing you so perfectly. Her tongue running all the way down to the base, wait. It was wrapped entirely around you, her eyes were glowing purple?

You snapped out of your revelry. "What the fuck?" Choerry looked up, pulling away. Stroking your cock up and down with her spit covered hand.

"Hm? What's up? Am I not good enough for you?"

"No erm, you are great." You felt awkward confronting this, hands trembling in pleasure and confusion. "But what's with the tongue, and the glowing eyes?"

Choerry's eyebrows raised, gasping through her already open mouth. "Oh... It appears I'm losing control of my disguise, cock just too fucking perfect."

Your blood ran cold, heartbeat pumping fear throughout your veins. Agape mouth saying "disguise..?"

Choerry chuckled, "I'm a succubus dear, now can we stop with the questions? I'm hungry."

You tried to get out of her grip, trying to push her away. You didn't want to die, not today. But Choerry didn't let you. Holding you down firmly, you struggled against her. "Stop for a second. You are overreacting." Her voice was a lull whisper, giving kisses to your shaft between words. "I'm not one of those succubi who'll kill you. Just let me feed off this throbbing cock, drain you like a good boy."

Choerry's never had to improvise like this, her perfect human form hadn't slipped away in her several millennia lifetime. Re-manifested to stay with the times, but never broken. A little bit of lying never hurt anyone however, she doesn't let her prey live to be a witness. You eased into the bed, still uncertain. All logical components of your brain melting away when her perfect plump lips started to suck on your tip again.

She didn't miss a single beat, sucking and bobbing, watching you squirm deliciously. Her tongue was fully coiled around your length, caressing every inch of your sensitive flesh. You weren't going to hold on much longer. "Shit, Choerry I'm going to-"

Her eyes answered enough, looking up half-lidded as they screamed permission. Shooting spurt after spurt of hot white cum into her warm, sensual mouth. You've never came so hard, even more so. You've never been more aroused after cumming. Still rock solid as she unsheathed you.

Choerry rarely cums, to feed optimally and to her desire she often forgoes such pleasure for a greater one. Though it happens once in a purple moon. But she's never came just by giving head, which has just happened. Moan broken off by the thick meat lodged in her mouth, her panties completely drenched, juices dripping down her legs without being touched. Jeans a much darker blue around her crotch.

What's with this human? She thought to herself. Eying up your cock with equal want.

"You wanna know something human? My spit, its an aphrodisiac! Meaning, we get to fuck like animals until I get bored! Isn't that great?" She had an apparent sadism around her, contrasting everything sweet before.

You gulped.

Not in control, can't lead anything about whats going to happen. Though you can sure as hell enjoy it.

"So, baby~ do you want me to take these clothes off, or keep them on?" She purred, grabbing at her clothed tits, practically falling out of her shirt. Bigger than they were at the bar, was that also part of her disguise?

"Your choice." Sheer intimidation prevented you from voicing the actual answer you wanted to, Choerry smiled widely. Like that was the right choice, to submit.

"I like having none on, so you can really appreciate my tight body." Her clothes disappeared, removed at an instant. She looked so fucking good, nipples hard and perky. The same shade of pink as her pink pussy lips, bare and glistening. In her fingers laid her panties, soaked and purple.

You had an idea, get back maybe. It'd certainly be one for the ages, breeding a succubus sounds like it'd get in the history books. If such a thing was possible, sounds counterproductive.

Worth a shot.

"Open your mouth." She stated plainly, you complied. Choerry dragged her panties across your face, smearing her wetness over your nose. Making you breathe in her musky sugary scent, putting even the finest perfumes to shame. She deposited her underwear into your awaiting mouth. "Bet you are already addicted, suck on it while I ride this cock, good human."

Choerry's unique taste was euphoric, you sucked on the fabric to siphon even more of it. Making sure all of the juices were yours for the taking. She straddled you, lining herself up as she lowered onto your cock without warning. Her soft flesh gripping onto you like a silky vice, your moans were muffled by her saturated panties.

Choerry was losing it. The pleasure unlike anything she's ever felt, your cock was like magic, splitting the succubus pussy wide open. She shrieked out in orgasmic pleasure, your shaft was being smothered by her warmth. In the most pleasurable furnace ever, you sat there while she bounced up and down. "Ah! Fuck that's a good cock! A great human! FUCK!"

She moved ungodly fast, tits jiggling in hypnotic circles that your eyes desperately followed. "Ugh! Ah! Christ, how–!" Choerry had struck gold, moaning out in surprise.

You moaned into her wet underwear. now equal parts saliva and Choerry, trying not to lose yourself in her tight hole. She slammed roughly against your crotch, the force starting to hurt. "That's a good human! Fuck!" Choerry lifted herself off as she squirted violently all over the place, staining the bed (and by proxy you) with her juices. Recovering unnaturally quickly, "Jesus... I've got good prey tonight."

She was in awe, never squirting to a mere human, pussy already craving more of your cock. "And I'm going to enjoy it." The sinister undertones of her words were lost on you, desperate to cum. Your entire body throbbed and burned with arousal, blood humming with anticipation.

"Open your mouth again." She commanded, pulling her clothes out of your mouth. Tossing the completely soiled fabric onto the floor, she'll deal with it later.

When she disposes of you.

If she does, conflict fills her system for the first time in millennia. The repetitive cycle has left little need to exercise thought. But you were unparalleled. An oddity unexplainable, killing whatever you were would be a waste.

She'll ponder it when you pass out, right now the way you're looking at her is making her feral.

You could breathe properly again, taking in the slightly muggy air while regaining your breath. Choerry moved closer, leaning over your body. Glowing eyes now staring directly into your soul, her tits pressing against your chest. Her finger trailed up your chest, nail making sure to leave a small sting as it navigated its path. "Here's whats going to happen little human. You are going to fuck me in every angle I say, but don't get confident. I'm in control."

She held your chin, clearly not expecting a response. If you gave one she'd be furious. "Fuck me from behind little human." Choerry stated with that same potent seduction, indulging in the lack of facade. Not having to pretend she wasn't above her prey was doing wonders for Choerry's enjoyment.

She turned around, arching her back to pop out her firm ass, the urge to grab onto the smooth pale skin too much for even you. Hands copping a feel, soft and plush while firm. Her body was perfect, literally made for this. And you get to witness all of it, live to tell the tale.

What a life.

Your impatience bit at you, pushing back into her tight hole. It gripping onto your shaft even more tightly from behind, you hissed at the sensation. Burying yourself nice and deep, cock fully pushed inside. "Human, go as rough as you fucking can."

You took that to heart, immediately slamming your hips against her. Putting all your energy into fucking her like she requested, walls squeezing around you impossibly well. Lust fueled your actions, going in and out at breakneck speeds.

Choerry screamed out, "Ugh! Come on human~ shove that fucking cock deep into my succubus pussy! I'm made for this, mmph!" every nerve of her body was on fire, saying a barrage of words she knows will make you pound harder.

"Mmh shit!" You groaned, gripping onto her waist tighter. Thrusting into her heat shamelessly, Choerry's cheeks bounced as you pounded and pounded. "So good..!"

The room dissolved into shameless lust, Choerry screaming her demands to increasingly higher pitches. "More! Fuck! That's a good cock–keep going!"

You continued your merciless slams, she pushed herself deeper into the mattress, whining for more. "mmhmmh!" Her walls quivered around you, suddenly forcing your cock out of her. Squirting an obscene amount all over your stomach, seconds passed before the downpour ceased. It was everywhere, from the sheets to the wooden beams, some on the carpet. Choerry turned herself around, using her freakishly long tongue to clean you up. "Wow... I've never felt this fucking good."

You didn't let the ego get to you, despite how gratified you felt by such a complement. Choerry's hand found your shaft, idly stroking up and down while she thought about her next mischievous act. "But you are still my prey, and that means I'm going to do exactly what I want to do."

Choerry lifted your legs up, grinding her pussy against you. The silky skin making you gasp, she began to fuck you. The amazon position was foreign to you, but fuck it felt good being buried back in Choerry's cunt again. "Take it, slut." She demeaned, slamming down onto your cock.

You wanted to cum so badly, every muscle screamed for a release, but something wasn't letting you. Keeping you dangling on that edge of pleasure. "Keep being a good meal, fuck..!" Her motions were fast, unrelenting. Your eyes were glued to the way her pussy strangled you, the squleching noises so sinful and slutty. "I'll let you cum when I'm done! Fuck!"

You moaned loudly on every thrust that was harsher than usual. Trying to maintain any semblance of control over your body, but it was all pointless. You were equally a moaning mess as her, hands reaching out for her massive tits for an outlet. Rubbing the erect nipples with the pads of your fingers, Choerry would normally punish the prey that dared to touch her out of line, but in this case she didn't care. It just felt so fucking good.

"F-fuck, please let me cum Choerry." You whimpered, the harsh slapping against your sensitive cock almost too much to bare. Teetering on the edge of painful, eyes verging tears.

"Quiet! I said you'll cum when I'm done." She kept her rhythm, ignoring your moans as she chased another orgasm. Not a single drop of sweat was formed on her flawless complexion, unlike how drenched you were. "Oh fuck! Fuck!" she cried out.

Your eyes began to fill with purple light, bright and blinding. Eyelids shutting to shelter you from its unbearable luminescence. When it subsided Choerry's appearance had shifted slightly, majorly even. She now had horns in her hair, and a long heart shaped tail. On her skin a singular tattoo was etched where her womb would be, highly ornate and decorated in a dual-chromatic scheme of purple and pink.

She slowed down to a halt, "What the hell? How–? Easy prey yet you've managed to make my entire facade crumble apart." She took a breath in disbelief. "Something about you isn't right..."

As quickly as the thought of doubt formed in Choerry's mind, she quickly dispelled it as she did earlier. She may as well go further. "Listen carefully prey, don't get bigheaded." The succubus began, "You are going to ram that cock in my ass, if you do good enough maybe i'll let that pathetic cock of yours finally cum. Understood?"

You nodded, watching her position herself in the right angle. Spreading her thick asscheeks open to invite you in, eyes telling you to hurry up despite it being a few seconds.

You pushed your tip inside Choerry's tight asshole, somehow even more suffocating than her cunt. Though it had no issues letting you breech the entrance, swallowing every inch that penetrated her backdoor. "Ungh– so fucking big! Rail me my human!"

Her walls fluttered around you, strangling you in its inhuman heat. Her cute little tail coiling around your leg, like its trying to convey a message she doesn't want you to leave her ass.

A primal urge overtook you, seeing those black horns calling your hands to grab onto them.

So you did just that.

The response was immediate, a scream of lust. "Ah fuck! They are so sensitive! Fuck! Keep holding onto my horns my human!" She demanded, her head being held up by your grasp.

You fucked her like you were in power, even if you weren't. Plowing her tight ass with every fibre of your being, reveling in the sight of your thick shaft go between her soft cheeks. Choerry's fat ass clapping against your crotch with every powerful strike. "Ah! Ah! Fuck! Yeah that's a good human! Such a big cock!"

A splash of warm liquid at your thigh confirms another orgasm had ripped through her, only reminding you of that desperation throbbing through your shaft to do the same.

"Please..." Your voice croaked, barely heard under the sounds of skin slapping and cheek clapping.

"Yeah! You've earned it human, cum, cum whenever, wherever you want!" It was like a spell had been undone, but there was only one hole you wanted to cum in.

You pulled yourself out of her asshole with all the strength you had to muster, immediately pushing into her dripping cunt. Flooding her womb with all of your pent up load, sighing in orgasmic relief as it ripped through your body.

Her tattoo glowed a soft hum of purple when your cock pulled out, cum immediately flooding out onto the bed, collecting down in a puddle. Choerry immediately got to work, feasting on the meal provided.

You on the otherhand felt horrible, head going numb, eyes going blurry. Your entire body breaking out into a cold sweat, falling back into the pillows. It felt like a part of your soul had been entirely drained of its worth, muscles locking in.

"Oh? I was expecting more from someone who managed to break my disguise." She sat on your lap, not caring about the mess she made. "But, I can't let such a good meal wither away and die! My tattoo's even glowing, you've done something to me."

You saw the abstract image of Choerry dissipate in front of you, the vague shape of her disappearing for what felt like an eternity. Until she returned with a brown coil in her hand, soft fingers touching against your forearm as something stiff and heavy tied around you. "Nor can I have it run away! So I'm going to tie you up for now! It'll be fine, just don't panic. Otherwise you'll have a massive headache." The rope was tight, digging into your skin possessively.

She repeated the action on the other arm. Leaving you strung up naked against her bed, "Tomorrow maybe I'll let you have some clothes, I've got to figure out this whole thing. We'll discuss it more in depth when you are feeling yourself, let me get you some water."

You didn't have any strength left to care.

She was back, a straw being prodded against your mouth, icy water flowing in. "Just, stay calm human." She cooed, the contrast in her vocals barely noticeable in your borderline drunken state.

The straw was pulled away when you had your fill, "I'll grab a towel, don't take my temporary kindness as weakness." Choerry threatened you.

When she disappeared for the final time. Your eyes shut once more, drifting into the heaviest sleep of your life.