Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20191206231758/@comment-33398500-20191207112323

What the hell am I doing here?

Making my way out to Clarissa’s place, I tried to figure out why it was I intended at all to help her, considering how much of a bitch she had always been: not just to me, but to my friends as well, for the simple crime of ‘being male’.

Sure, she outright BEGGED me for help, and I would feel outright horrible if I refused the help of someone so desperate, but I still didn’t want to tell anyone else why it was I had to leave. She had a hell of a nerve, calling me of all people for help, and I would soon find out what the hell was so much a problem that she NEEDED my help in particular.

I’d tried to deflect her plea onto someone else, as a female friend would probably be able to deal with her much better, but she apparently needed ME, as only I could actually help her with it.

Knocking on the door, I expected to see something broken on the ground behind her, as she well knew how handy I was, which would most likely be the reason for this.

However, what met me at the door left me stunned into silence: Clarissa, her icy-blue hair utterly dishevelled, dark purple eyes bearing a seemingly-deranged expression as they settled on to me. As I got a clearer view of her, I saw her current, strange features: small wings and a tail in the early stages of growth, as well as short, stubby horns that made it clear what had happened to her: she was in the beginning stages of turning into a succubus!

“Hiiiiiii, Victor~” she bubbled as she saw me, her entire body seeming to glisten with sweat, her breath harsh and ragged, her very impressive chest heaving as she stood there, looking me over like a piece of meat. I’d never actually seen her chest, even cleavage, as she typically dressed conservatively, but even those might have gotten larger as part of this shift.

“C-clarissa…” I started, taking a step back before she dashed forward with incredible speed, grabbing me by the shoulder and dragging me through the door, slamming it behind her before pushing me against it. “…what happened to you…!?” I declared, voicing my confusion at this incredible sight.

“Does it matter?” she asked, pushing closer to me and attempting to kiss me, though my head managed to move out of the way of her attempt to kiss me.

“Well, yeah! Normally, you’d have-“ I started, before her finger moved to my lips.

“Nonononono… no need for that. It doesn’t matter now.” She told me, again attempting to get her kiss. Managing to spin the two of us around before I could pull back from her, rushing into the living room nearby, I tried to figure out what the hell was happening here. She HATED me, so why was this succubus transformation making her reach out to me like this!?

“Oh, looks like your friend isn’t quite convinced of your sincerity~” A voice then cooed from behind me.

Backing up from the source of the voice, I took a look at this new person: a full-fledged succubus looking over at Clarissa as she advanced, her gaze not averting from me. “Umm… who the hell are you…?” I demanded, keeping one eye on her and the other on Clarissa to keep from being caught by her.

“Your best friend, buddy~” the succubus cooed. “See, your sweet little hungry friend here was so busy denying her basic nature, that she couldn’t even admit how she felt about anyone… and I couldn’t stand that. So, I decided to make her a little more honest~”

Advancing on me now herself, I subconsciously traced her shape as my attempt to avoid Clarissa brought me right up to her, her hands grabbing me by the wrists “Gotcha~” she cooed, holding me in place while Clarissa rushed over to me, pressing herself up to me, her wet warmth spreading across my entire side.

“Have you figured it out yet?” the succubus asked me. “I changed her body, but I didn’t make her call YOU. She didn’t just jump the first person she saw, she called you~ Understand yet?”

I have no idea how long it must have taken for this succubus to work over someone who would have probably knocked me out for getting this close to her before, but it still didn’t make sense at all! “But she HATES me! Why would I be the one-“

“You don’t get it…” Clarissa started, still unbelievably close, seeming as if holding off from taking me to the ground this very moment. “…but I do now. My lady showed me the truth. It took a REEEEEALLY long time, I thought I would die at one point, but I realized what happened, because when my body started burning, my first thought was to ask you. I thought about every time I hurt you, either your body or your heart, and it hit me like that.” She continued, snapping her fingers “Part of me wanted to get close to you even then, but that part of me that hated men wouldn’t let me… and I hated you for it… and now, it’s time to make up for it. The best way I know how~”

I wasn’t sure if that was nonsense: a lie put in her head by the succubus to give her a target for her newfound lust, but part of me wanted to believe that, even if she was like that before, as it seemed just plausible enough to be believable in my current situation.

At this point, she pulled me down to the floor, the other succubus smirking down at the two of us as I attempted to escape the grasp of the lust-crazed lesser succubus, but to no avail, her lips locking onto mine and managing to continue the kiss even as she tore my clothes from me.

“You might as well enjoy it~” the succubus teased “You’d need a miracle to get her to stop now. Love is so very sweet~” she cooed, before moving behind Clarissa, and whispering something to her, before beginning to sweetly kiss her neck.

This teasing seemed to have its desired effect, as there was not even a moment over the next several hours when she stopped moving, aided and abetted by the succubus, who eventually couldn’t stand being left out, and I was forced upon by both succubi, occasionally force-fed some kind of liquid by the succubus that enabled me to continue to endure their hunger.

I suppose this is what I get for wanting to help people…