Ongoing Story/"Alma, pretend you captured us and present us to him."
From Create Your Own Story
Chapter 36: Long story, then long sex! See, I can do that....
Alma's face changes to an expression of shock. "What?! But...I..."
"Please, hear me out," you interject, raising a hand to silence her and sitting on the bed in the corner. She looks somewhat perturbed, but does as you ask. "Bryon may know the passages, but patrols of demons may appear anywhere. If we were discovered, it's either fight or surrender...and despite their size, I'm not eager to submit to Luhrash's minions again." You pause and shudder at the recollection...it was, without a doubt, the worst experience you've ever had in your life. It seems that Li'a shares your pain, because she is currently shutting her eyes and hugging herself, as though trying to keep herself from breaking down at the thought.
"But you're not seriously suggesting I hand you over to him, are you...?" Clearly the young succubus has no idea what you have in mind.
"Well, in a way. Once we're in his chamber, we can dstract him by feigning defeat. Then, we take the advantage and take him out."
Carol rubs her chin with her hand. "A good plan, but one question. How would we have weapons if we're supposed to be captured?"
"Well, Alma can keep hers. That won't be suspect. My daggers are hidden. Luhrash wouldn't expect us to have hidden weapons if we get carted in as captives. Elena, give Alma that whip. Perhaps we can pass it off as a tool of hers." At that, Alma started blushing. "As for Li'a....well...umm...Bryon, are there any secret passages that lead to a spot near Luhrash's chamber?"
The squire takes some time to think. "Hm...yes, there are at least three that take you near it. The place is honeycombed with them."
"That's excellent. Take Li'a there and keep her safe. If you hear a commotion, break in." Li'a nods uncertainly, but she seems determined to help in any way. "Lady Carol, I'm afraid your situation is hardest. You'd have to be nearly defenseless, unless you also stayed with Bryon and Li'a."
"I'll take my chances in there. Bryon, I'm entrusting my sword to you. I'll leave my armor here."
Bryon accepts the weapon and bows. "I understand, and I will take care of it for you, Lady Carol. And Lady Li'a, I shall guard you with my life." The houri is delighted with this news, and smiles brightly.
"But....I'm not really good at being mean..." Alma blinked, looking a bit upset.
"You'll have to pretend. Can you try?"
"Alright...but I think this is risky...."
"It's worth it to save my father, I think," Elena declared adamantly.
"I'll do it,then," Alma nods.
"Good, it's settled. Now...in order to make this capture convincing, we'll need some...makeup."
Elena blinks. "Huh? You've lost me, I'm afraid..."
"Simple. If we walk out there looking fresh and ready for combat, they'll expect a ruse. We have to convince them that we were captured. And how do succubi capture people...?"
Alma yelps with embarrassment as she realizes what you're getting at. "Eh?! But...."
You shush her with a kiss on the lips. "Relax, dear...you're among friends. Besides, we did this before, and you were fantastic...but this time, you have to totally wear us out. Don't worry, we'll add the superficial stuff like scratches later." With that, you pull Alma towards you and kiss her fervently, groping her curves as Elena sandwiches you between her and Alma and sensuously licks along the succubus' cheek. Carol looks somewhat uncomfortable, but finally sheds her armor and clothing, striding over and catching you on the lips. Your tongues lash each other with feverish energy as you begin to disrobe, caressing the other woman lovingly.
"M-mother?!" Alma yelps as she realizes what's going on.
"Alma, I am resolved to go. This must be done..."
The young succubus opens her mouth to argue, but soon has it filled with Elena's questing tongue instead. After a second's hesitation, Alma gives up and begins to respond, cradling Elena's face between her hands as she tries to deepen the kiss. The four of you keep at this game for a minute, when you notice Alma starting to strain, holding something back. Stopping, you look at Carol with concern. She shakes her head. "She's never done this before....dear, what's going on...?"
Alma's eyes, clenched shut with effort, open just a crack as she tries to speak. "I....I feel power...I'm so scared...help....me!" Her eyes begin to spark as her demonic nature starts to make itself more apparent.
Trying to calm her down, you whisper in her ear, "Don't hesitate to use your powers on us. That's what needs to be done, okay...? You won't hurt us if you refuse to..." Actually, you are unsure. You hope that truly is the case...you'll soon find out. Alma nods hesitantly as her eyes begin to glow blue. Her canines begin to lengthen slightly, changing into fangs. Her body starts to twitch as her demon powers start to awaken, coursing through her and reshaping her body. However, the change seems quite pleasing to the eye. True to her species, her body begins to grow even more voluptuous, stretching her clothing. You are about to voice your appreciation, but she begins to twitch again. Her arms begin to swell in certain places, erupting in masses of tentacles. You're sure that Bryon is almost ready to faint, but you're too mesmerized by Alma to look.
The now-awakened succubus looks at herself, experimentally feeling her curves with a look of wonder. "I..." she begins, unsure of what to say. Before you can react, Carol is beside her, starting to remove her garments. "You're beautiful..." she moans, pulling her adopted daughter into a loving embrace. However, Alma pushes her away, looking shocked. "Mother! What're you doing...?!"
"What I want!" she purrs, latching onto her again.
"This...isn't right...you're my....mother..." she whispers, a tear starting to form in her eyes. "It's my power, isn't it?! It's charming you,,," Carol doesn't respond, instead trying to pull her into an embrace.
"Not right....not right..." Alma whispers, softer and softer...
With a fierce cry, the demoness suddenly presses forward, blushing intensely as she returns the kiss, her powers beginning to cause her to lose control of her desires. You and Elena begin to move towards the two as well, feeling a heady buzz in your heads as Alma's powers begin to take hold of you as well. The four of you tangle together on the bed, kissing and groping any flesh you can get in contact with. You thought Alma was incredible before, but with her powers invoked, she now defies description! Her tentacles seem to know just where to go, reducing you to a cacophony of moans and screams for more. You see her tongue begin to snake around Elena's as she pulls the princess in for a hot kiss. Unfortunately (or fortunately, you really can't decide), you can no longer look as Alma's ministrations bring you to yet another orgasm.
Very faintly, you hear Elena and Carol shriek in pleasure as they are given similar treatment, and you begin to wonder if the change in Alma was as drastic as she dreaded. You slowly open your eyes and look for Alma's face, and more importantly, her expression. Her back is turned, however, meaning that you can't see just yet.
"Alma..." you whisper, causing her to slowly turn...or perhaps it's your nervousness that makes it seem slow.
"...Kayla...?" she replies as she turns, causing you to gasp. Her voice has become more mature, richer and the very definition of seduction. Finally she turns fully towards you, and you see....
