I leaned back against the cave wall, the weight of the system's words pressing down on me. My pussy—my new, perfect, and extremely powerful succubus pussy—was a lethal weapon, capable of killing anything it fucked.
"Well, that's just peachy," I muttered, my voice laced with sarcasm. "Talk about performance anxiety."
I glanced at the panther, who was still observing me with those unnerving crimson eyes. It seemed to be waiting for my next move. I didn't care about him right now, and wrapped my bat wings tighter around myself, trying to have some sleep.
"Fuck," I groaned, resting my head on my knees. "What have I become? What have I done?"
The thought weighed heavily on me. I had been a man, a hero, a warrior, a champion. And now, I was something else. Something dark, twisted, and corrupted. A creature of lust and desire. A monster.
"Sigh... I still have my angel side." I muttered, forcing down the bitter thoughts. "Well... it doesn't matter. All that matters is survival."
With those words, I closed my eyes, allowing the exhaustion to take over. My body felt heavy, my muscles aching and my mind clouded with a mix of conflicting emotions. I was tired, but not just physically. I was tired of the situation. Of the choices I was forced to make. Of the uncertainty and fear.
"Tomorrow will be better," I whispered, a faint hope clinging to the words. "It has to be."
....
I drifted off into a fitful sleep, my dreams haunted by visions of lust, desire, and depravity. When I finally woke, the growling of my stomach broke through the fog of sleep.
"Ugh!... I'm hungry"
My body ached from sleeping on the hard cave floor, and the scent of sex and sweat clung to my skin. And the taste of the panther's musky cum lingered on my upper and lower lips. I looked like a mess, but the hunger and the need for food were overpowering everything.
"System, how many hours did I sleep?"
Ding!
[Four hours]
"Only four hours?" I muttered, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Feels like I barely rested."
In the past, two hours were enough for me to recover thanks to the light magic I had before, and after I gained the dragon heart, sleeping became a waste of time. One hour was enough to keep me awake for a month. Don't get me wrong I loved a good night's sleep, but I did mainly because of a habit.
"Ugh," I groaned, stretching my sore muscles. The panther was still chained to the wall, surprisingly he was asleep, and it made sense considering the intense sex we had.
'That was one hell of a fuck session' I thought, recalling with a sly smile. 'I guess he was tired after being drained by a succubus.'
"Well, someone had to be," I muttered, a hint of amusement creeping into my voice. "And it wasn't going to be me."
I stood up, my wings rustling softly as I stretched them out. The cave was still dimly lit by the embers of the fire, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. The air was thick with the lingering scent of our coupling, a musky, animalistic aroma that clung to my skin.
"Right," I said, shaking off the last vestiges of sleep. "Time to find some breakfast."
I glanced at the panther, still slumbering peacefully. Its powerful chest rose and fell rhythmically, and its thick, spiny cock was nestled between its hind legs, twitching occasionally in its sleep.
"Now to the real question," I said, looking around the cave for any signs of edible food, "how the hell am I going to find food in this forsaken realm?"
I sighed, running a hand through my tangled hair as I surveyed the cave. The panther's deep, steady breathing and the cracking of the dying fire were the only sounds breaking the silence.
"System," I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the cave. "Any suggestions on where to find food in this godforsaken place?"
[What do you mean Host?] The system replied with a question, surprising me. [The perfect source of food for your race is right in front of you.]
"What?" I raised an eyebrow, confused. "What do you mean?"
The system remained silent, and it took me a few seconds to realize what it was referring to.
"No," I muttered, my eyes widening in shock. "You can't be serious."
I looked at the sleeping panther, the creature's thick, spiny cock still glistening with the remnants of our mating. A wave of revulsion washed over me, mixing with a strange, unsettling hunger.
"System," I said, my voice trembling slightly, "are you suggesting that I... eat his cum?"
I already knew the answer, and a part of me—the primal, depraved, insatiable part of me—yearned for it. But the other part of me, the rational, logical, human side, rebelled against the idea.
[Host, as a succubus, your primary source of sustenance is essence, which is found in the life force of living beings. And as you've experienced yourself, the essence is most abundant and potent during and immediately after sexual intercourse.]
I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I stared at the sleeping panther. My body ached from the night before, a lingering reminder of what I had become. The system's words hung heavy in the air, the truth of them hitting me like a sledgehammer. I had no choice, the panther's cum was the only thing.
"Essence," I muttered, tasting the word on my lips. It sounded so... clinical. So detached from the filthy, perverse reality of what I was being asked to do. My stomach growled, the hunger gnawing at my insides. Rational thought warred with instinct, and instinct was winning.
"Fuck," I groaned, dragging a hand down my face. "This is my life now, huh?"
I licked my lips, the taste of the panther's seed still faint on my tongue. My body shivered at the memory, heat stirring in my core despite my resistance. I hated that it excited me, that the mere thought of consuming more sent a pulse of dark pleasure through me.
I crawled closer to the slumbering beast, my wings folding behind me as I hesitated. The panther's deep breaths were steady, oblivious to the turmoil raging inside me. My fingers ghosted over its muscular flank, trailing along its sleek fur. The warmth and firmness of its flesh were tantalizing, and the scent of its musk filled my senses, clouding my thoughts with sinful desires like I wanted this beast to dominate me right here, right now.
"This is so fucked up," I whispered, my voice tinged with resignation. "So. Fucked. Up."
I knelt beside it, my eyes fixed on the glistening droplets of cum. The sight of it made my mouth water, and a strange, primal urge overcame me.
"Just like licking honey," I muttered, trying to convince myself. "Just like licking honey."
I reached out, my fingers trembling slightly. I dipped a finger into the sticky substance, bringing it to my lips. The taste was musky, and animalistic, with a hint of sweetness that sent a shiver down my spine. It was unlike anything I had ever tasted, and it ignited a fire within me, a burning desire for more.
"Fuck, that's good," I moaned, a jolt of pleasure shooting through my body. The primal urge overwhelmed me, and I quickly dove back in, scooping up another mouthful of the thick, sticky seed. A faint moan escaped my lips as I licked more of it, my body responding to the delicious flavor. The heat inside me burned brighter, the lust growing stronger with every drop I consumed.
I couldn't hold back anymore, and I gave up on the needy nature of my race and began to lick the area and sucked like I was eating candy.
"Mmm," I moaned, a bolt of sinful pleasure coursing through me as the sweet nectar ran down my throat. My pussy throbbed with need, a primal urge demanding satisfaction. The rational part of my brain tried to reason against it, but I pushed the thoughts away, surrendering to my nature.
As I licked, sucked, and cleaned his underbelly, the feeling was becoming so great and my stomach was beginning to expand and fill with the thick creamy goodness. When no more cum was on his fur, dick, and balls and I was craving what was inside.
The beast's cock twitched in its sleep, and I couldn't help but stare at it, my mouth watering at the sight. It was thick and spiny, a deadly weapon in its own right, but I couldn't help but crave it. I wanted to feel it inside me again, stretching me, filling me, dominating me.
'Fuck it!' My eyes locked on the thick shaft like a moth to a flame. I reached out, my fingers wrapping around its shaft. It was hot and hard, even in its dormant state. I stroked it, feeling the ridges and spines under my fingers. A rush of sinful pleasure ran down my spine, my inner walls clenching in needy anticipation.
I gave in without hesitation, the sinful urges consuming me completely as I took the spiny cock in my mouth. It was overwhelming, the feeling of the sharp ridges and the hot flesh pressing against the sensitive flesh of my mouth.
"Mmmm," I moaned around its thick girth, unable to stop my body from reacting. The heady aroma of its musk filled the air, and I could feel my nipples stiffening, and my arousal leaking between my legs, staining the cave floor beneath me.
Clink!
"!!!" It was then at that moment the panther woke up, I froze not sure what to do, his cock was still in my mouth and I wasn't ready to lose my breakfast to a hungry creature's surprise attack. So I prepared myself to use hell chains to bind him more tightly until I finished eating.
"Ahh~!"
Now imagine my surprise when instead of attacking me the panther suddenly brought his big nose and started to sniff all over my butt. The panther's sudden shift from potential attacker to curious sniffer threw me off balance. One moment I was bracing for a fight, the next, I was moaning like a slut as his big nose sniffed and brushed against my sensitive parts.
"Hng! Fuck!!" I moaned, feeling the heat building in my lower belly, the friction and teasing sensation from his sniffing sending jolts of pleasure up my spine. "Damn! Ah! Big guy! You're being very bold right now~"
The panther's sniffs only intensified in response, and his giant wet nose pressed against the warm slickness of my lower lips. Then subconsciously I loosened the chain around his mouth a little, allowing his tongue to poke out a bit.
"Aahhh! Aaaah~"
Its rough, textured tongue immediately began teasing my exposed flesh, causing me to gasp as waves of pleasure shot through my body. The intensity was shocking, but the feeling was undeniably enjoyable. I couldn't help but indulge myself as my needy pussy and the hungry beast both tried to taste and eat each other.
"Fu—–ck!! That feels sssssoo gooood" I hissed in pleasure, my head spinning as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. The panther's nimble tongue slid between my slit, sending shockwaves of sensations throughout my body. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, a purely primal need taking hold as the two of us shared a depraved embrace.
"Can... I at least have my breakfast... w-while... you lick me... Oh fuck..!"