C3Verse: Community Story 

[Willing Domination/Succubus Story]  

WRC: White Rose Community 

 

*Disclaimer/Spoiler Alert: Contains Servitude, Light Punishment, and Frequent use of the Term Master by a Willing Person. This story is Explicit. 

 

*From the Author: "I highly recommend you read the first and second parts of this story, as this picks up right after where the second one left off. 

I hope you are enjoying my new story. I still consider myself very new to writing, so I'd love to hear what you think, even if it's a simple 'nice story' or 'more please'. Every bit helps a new writer that lacks a little self confidence. 

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Saturday, March 14th 2015, Time 04:01 

 

Master James Blackwood's House¹ in the Boulder City White Rose Community of Colorado  

 

[1]-Note from Jimmy: It's Delilah's house too! 

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"... Something called: a Succubi Crest." 

Jimmy watched as his very beautiful and very naked Demon-Fiancée Delilah got a very excited and amused expression on her gorgeous pale face from those words while they still stood in her master bathroom. 

"What is it?" He asked her, a little concerned with how excited she seemed to be. 

Grinning, her sharp fangs flashing as her thin purple split tongue licked her lips, she responded, "Well, you know how you can use some of my magic through the soul gem?" 

They both turned to look at the ring on his finger. 

"Ya. Like how I blasted Meora away." 

"Exactly. Well as my..." She trailed off. 

He shook his head. "Look, 'sparingly'." He emphasized the word. 

Smiling at him again, as he allowed her to say the name he would forever be to her, she said, "Thank you. As my Master, you have certain spells you can now cast through me, and some you can cast over me. Like how you can make me bind myself in a rope only you can set me free from. Some of the more powerful spells are called Crests. I only know of a few simple ones from my aunt and mom. Incubi don't usually get Crests unless they are more like a... Fem-Incubus? Like a femboy? It's complicated. Anyway, I saw my mom once have the Lust one for my dad, and that was terrible to behold." 

"Wait, you mean you don't know them all? Didn't you read the Manual you gave me about you? About us?" 

She frowned. "Jimmy, I can't. The book is blank to everyone except for you as my Master. The book is tied to you forever. My aunt gave it to me when I told her of my intentions to have a different Master over me, and it was bound to you when I was. It's actually an insanely rare book, maybe one of a kind, and we're lucky she had it. It will make things easier to understand for you." 

"So you don't even know everything about our... bond? Our relationship?" 

She shook her orange tipped purple hair. "No... my Aunt told me a lot. She's been talking to me about it since before I left my parents. But one day you might know more than me. You may even know more about Succubi in general than I ever could." 

"I'm not sure I'm okay with that... can I just tell you what the book says?" 

"You don't have to, but I don't see why not." She smiled again, seeming pleased that he wanted to do this together. 

"You still haven't explained what a crest is." 

"Right. Well it's sort of a mark that appears on our bodies in different places that makes us... different. It is permanent for as long as the caster wants. And by that I mean that a powerful enough witch, wizard, or warlock can cast- actually it's more like curse, someone with it." 

He felt a twinge of fear, "I don't want to curse you." 

"A curse doesn't have to mean it's bad. A curse just means you can't get rid of it yourself. And I've always wanted to see what having a Crest is like. You can remove it from me whenever you want, so it's pretty safe. And I bet some of them will be fun." 

"I still don't understand. You said it makes you different. How does that work?" 

She sighed. "Well like for a 'Lust' Crest which is what my mom had, it made her uncontrollably lust after my dad. She could do nothing else but think and desire him, and he tortured her by forcing her to wait. The longer she couldn't have him, the crazier and stronger she became until she tore apart a door to have her way with him." 

"And you want to do something like that?" He really didn't want to make her even more crazy about him than she already was. To make her out of control. 

"Jimmy. I already want you, and will always want you. I kind of lust after you already. When Maxi was flirting with you earlier inside her house, I was kind of jealous and had a sudden urge to attack her." 

He actually didn't mind thinking about that. He smirked as he asked, "Really?" 

"That's how this works. I will always be jealous of other people around you that may desire you. I have some instinct inside me that will tell me whenever that happens. Whenever a person that wants you physically, I will know." 

Then his heart sank. "She wanted me physically?"  

"Well duh. You are quite the handsome man and she loves to play around. Jimmy, I will always be yours. However, if you want to sleep with another woman, or even a man, I really don't care because I know you will have me. I even wouldn't mind joining you for some fun. But I will always feel a little jealous if I'm not included. Succubi are very jealous creatures." 

"Do you even want to have a threesome?" 

She smiled, "Do you have someone in mind?" 

"No! That's not what I meant." Originally the thought of being with anyone else besides his wife appalled him, but the way Delilah was talking made him just a tiny bit curious. "I meant that would you even want to do something like that." 

"Jimmy." She smirked at him before she spoke in a way he knew had to be endearing. "You dummy. I know this is hard to wrap your head around, but I really do want what you want... However, I know you want me to express my opinion, so I will tell you this." 

She wrapped her naked body around him again, with her arms, wings, and tail. He was really starting to enjoy these all encompassing hugs, especially from her warm naked body pressing to his. 

Smiling, she told him. "I have urges and those urges are to have sex with you as often as possible, in every way imaginable. My urges are to please you until the day you or I die. I will always be willing to try anything you want to do for sex. All you have to do is ask." 

"Delilah, I..." He watched her face fill with disappointment. He sighed before he said, "Delilah, I love you. A lot. I wouldn't have asked you to marry me otherwise. But I've never had sex before earlier this night so I don't know what I'm doing. What I want is for you to give me time to figure out what to do, and tell me what you want to do. Is that okay?" 

She smiled before kissing him on the lips. "That's perfect Jimmy." 

Breaking away she smiled brightly and said, "Since you brought it up, would you like to try a Crest? They aren't all as crazy as Lust from what I'm told. I... I would really like you to try one on me. Just a simple one for now, but I will probably want more later." 

He smiled. "As you wish. I'll go get the book. I left it in your library." 

"That's the study not the library. Your library is much bigger than that." 

She giggled as his mouth fell open in shock before she asked, "Why do you need to go get it? You can just summon it." 

"What?" 

"Oh, ya... Sorry I forgot you don't understand some things. If something is bound to you like me or the book, you can summon it to your side wherever you are." 

"I can summon you?" 

"Yep. If you go across the country and summon me, I drop through a portal immediately. You can also banish us." 

He was taken aback, "Why would I want to banish you? I don't want to send you someplace bad." 

"No, banish is just the opposite of summon. You can banish us to wherever you want, like back home. I'd be free to go wherever I want, except back to you. Unless you banish and seal us to the location." 

"I see... you mentioned that this house was bound to me once." 

Her eyes widened in amusement. "Yes. Theoretically you could summon this house to you if you found somewhere to put it. It certainly would make moving easier." 

He chuckled and asked, "Well how do I summon the book?" 

"Call it by it's name. Technically, it's called the 'Book of the Succubus' contract' or something, but that name is stupid. As long as your intentions are clear, you could just call it 'The Manual' and I think it will be fine." 

Not entirely convinced he could pull this off, Jimmy spoke with intent, "Okay. I summon the Manual." 

Immediately an orange firey swirling circle appeared in between them, and The Manual dropped into his hands. 

Delilah looked pleased. "Well done Master." 

"That was actually kind of cool... is there anything else I could bond with?" 

She glared at him suspiciously. "Why? What else would you want to bond with?" 

"Well, it'd be nice to be bound to my keys so I didn't lose them." 

Delilah burst out laughing. He always enjoyed her laugh and it warmed his heart as usual. Even with her sharp fangs and serpant-like tongue that flicked from her lips. 

"That's a good one Jimmy." 

He suddenly noticed that she had been saying his name a lot more frequently than usual. Because he knew it was a cover for 'Master', he suspected she would love to call him Master frequently. 

"Maybe I can help you with binding things to you like your keys and phone. But later. Shall we adjourn to the bedroom? We have been in the bathroom a while. Unless you want-" 

"No, let's get more comfortable." He had no desire to have sex in the bathroom. 

They went to the bedroom and both noticed the bed was still missing.  

"Sorry Jimmy, I'll bring your bed back." 

A purple swirl appeared and the bed dropped from it with a crash. 

"You mean our bed." 

"Sorry. Yes, our bed... do I need to be punished for not calling it ours like you commanded." 

"No! You're fine. It was just a request." He wasn't sure he could think of another punishment right now. He might have to make a mental list of possible simple punishments for future use. "Why was the Manual portal orange and the bed's purple?" 

"The magic came from you and orange is your favorite color. The default for magic that is not inherently evil is always white unless you have a deep connection to that color. I know how much you love Orange so that makes sense. The ability to cast any magic at all comes from me, but that's like your signature." 

"I see." He stood there awkwardly as she lay her naked form on the bed in a sensual pose. 

"Come to our bed Master." She patted the spot next to her. 

He knew It was just a request because the Manual had told him she could never demand anything from him.  

'At least she called it ours.' He thought to himself as he crawled on the bed and sat next to her. 

"Would you like me to lay on you or do you want to lay on me?" She asked sweetly. 

Not sure how to respond, he said, "You choose please." 

She smiled and lay on her back, propped up on the many satin purple pillows before patting her bare lap.  

Her black and purple wings fluttered before they shrank to the size of an average bat wing, looking very cute against her pale skin. 

He commented, "That's cool." As he lay his head awkwardly down on her lap, trying not to think of how close he was to her womanhood as her breasts shifted above him. 

She immediately began stroking his hair softly. "It's just for comfort. I don't like laying on a big wing, and having them completely disappear isn't my favorite feeling. I start to miss having them out." 

He nodded and opened the book up to the first page, thinking about crests. 

The whole page filled up, then he quickly flipped through the whole 30 page Arcane book. He swore in amazement as he kept flipping and going back so the previous pages became filled with more and more crests. "Holy Fig. There's gotta be hundreds of them." 

"How do you activate them?" She asked softly. 

She seemed very happy with him on her lap like this while she stroked him gently, her black tail wrapping around his leg. 

He had to try and not think of it as a snake, strangling his bare thigh near his now larger erection.  

As he watched, the razer sharp and hard purple head of her tail fattened up a little and seemed to become more flexible as the arrowhead grew to become a heart. 

Ignoring the pleasure he felt as the now soft leathery head stroked his inner thigh, he studied the book. "Well it looks like I just say 'I command you to be filled with...' and it happens. But there are so many." 

"Like what? I'm a little curious. I didn't even know how many there were." 

He was flipping through the pages, silently reading their names and the pictures of purple Crests next to them, sometimes glancing through their descriptions. "Some of these are horrible... This one, 'Gaze' says whenever I look at you, you feel an instant arousal and your pleasure centers stimulate you." 

"That actually sounds kind of fun. I'd like to try that one day. But that's not horrible." 

"I was avoiding the really bad ones. There's one that's called 'Addiction' that will make you crave a person's orgasmic fluids after a small taste. Or one that makes you crave pain as pleasure and anything tender or gentle disgusts you. Or one where you can't wear a single piece of clothing because it will burn off you." 

"Those still sound fun to me." She must have seen the look of disgust on his face because she told him, "We don't have to try them. But you should remember that I crave everything sexual, no matter what. I don't even have to know what it is first to be turned on by the thought of doing it. It's just the way a succubus is. I'm not inhibited by human's sense of normalcy. I really do want to try everything. Sorry, I know it's difficult to understand this... if it makes you feel any better, I think it's stupid you never masterbated or had sex before." 

He couldn't help but chuckle. "That's me. Stupid vanilla human." 

"Yes, but that's one thing I like about you... you are innocent... Keep going, I want to hear more." She snuggled into her pillows, as she smiled contentedly at him. 

He continued flipping and glancing at the disorganized mess of Crests. "There's 'Mold'." 

She was the one to be disgusted now as her tail tightned around his leg suddenly. "Okay I take it back. I am not interested in everything. That sounds terrible. I don't want to look all decayed to have sex or have green fuzz growing all over me." Her purple thin tongue stuck out as she pretended to gag. 

He smiled up at her. "I don't mind your tail, as long as it doesn't act like a snake, and your horns look good with your color tipped hair, and your wings are amazing. But I'll admit your snake tongue is going to take some getting used to." 

She smiled and stuck out a still purple, but human looking tongue at him. She retracted it and her tongue went back to the split, long, thin tongue that stretched until it was at least nine inches long to gently lick his cheek, as her breasts pressed into him when she bent forward. 

He smiled. "Okay. I guess that's cool." 

She giggled. "I can't wait until you let me stick it into your dick." 

He stared at her, his turn again to be disgusted. "Why would you want to do that?" 

"For fun. I'm told it's insanely pleasurable for the guy." She got very serious. "I'm only going to tell you this once Master, so you better listen." 

She bent down to say with a smile, "Don't knock anything until you try it once." 

Then she tickled his ear with her tongue. 

He shivered. "I'm not sure if I'm ready for that yet, but we'll see. Anyway, that's not what 'Mold' does." 

She settled back onto the pillows. "So what does 'Mold' do?" 

"It basically turns your body into clay so it can be broken apart and... molded I guess?" 

Her eyes widened. "So like, you could remove my arm or something?" 

"I guess. It doesn't really go into specifics." He went back the first page that talked about the application and removal of crests. "As long as it doesn't say permanent, it appears that it will all go back to normal once I remove the crest." 

"Want to try that one?" She asked looking excited. 

He shook his head on her lap. "Not really. I don't want to take you apart." 

"It won't kill me dummy." 

One of the things he had looked at when he had been alone was how Succubi could die so that he could avoid those things and protect her from them. The only way to kill her without destroying her soul was to tear out her heart or remove her head and keep them away from her body. If somehow she did manage to die, he would still have her soul on his ring and could talk to her without her needing a body. Or he could even find a way to bring her back. 

With Mold, it sounded like he could remove her head completely but it would still be magically connected to her so there wouldn't be an issue. 

She went on. "It seems like it's just for fun. But maybe we should take it a little slower for your benefit. Keep going, I'm enjoying this. Don't hold the ones you think are bad back." 

He sighed as he knew some of these were downright inhumane. 

'But she isn't human.' He had to remind himself. 

"There's 'fertility' where you become 300 times more likely to get pregnant." 

"Interesting." 

"It looks like all the ones on this page have to deal with pregnancy of some kind. This one is weird. Instead of becoming pregnant, the semen turns into an egg you lay, and the egg has a delicious nectar inside of it instead of a fetus of some kind... hold on." 

He saved the place with a finger and went back to the first part and read quickly. "Because you get different crests in different locations, they can mix and match." 

She smiled as he turned on her lap to look up at her.  

As her finger stroked his forehead suggestively, she asked, "So you want to make me more fertile so I can lay one of these eggs for you?" 

"No! That's... that just seems wrong." 

"There's nothing wrong with that. It's not like I kill the unborn child. That kind of thing is wrong to me. With the egg It doesn't even develop. I want to try it." 

He sighed. "Of course you do. But... not yet. I want to think about some of these before we try them." 

She looked disappointed. "Yes Master." Then her face lit up with an idea. "How about this. You told me to tell you what I want and this is something I really want, okay? I want you to pick one, without telling me what it is before you curse me with it, and really have fun with me. I don't care what you pick, just as long as you are comfortable with it, and you want to do it. Then we can have sex with it. Okay?" 

He sighed. "Okay. Give me a minute." 

Then he realized he had just made a bargain with her again. 

She smiled knowingly, "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to make deals with demons?" 

Shaking his head in mild annoyance, he asked, "What happens if I don't keep my end of the deal?" 

Frowning at him, she said, "Then I can't have sex for a while." 

"Don't you need to have sex with me? How does me not keeping my end of the deal make you need to be punished?" 

"Because it means that whatever the deal was, was something that I should have thought about before I agreed to the deal. It means I shouldn't have made the deal so one sided if you are my Master. If you weren't, then I get to punish you. I have to be careful about making deals with people. I once joked that if a guy danced sensually with another guy, I'd have sex with both of them. He did it and I couldn't stop myself from having sex with those terrible guys. It's like how you can make me do something just by asking me. I don't always control it." 

Jimmy knew exactly how she felt and was surprised at how dangerous deal making would be. "Can I command the bargain away?" 

She looked really sad at him. "Yes. Why would you want to though?" 

"I didn't mean for this one. I was just trying to see if I could get you out of a mistake." 

She swallowed. "If I make a bargain that needs to be voided, you have to punish me greatly for breaking a deal I made." 

Jimmy stared up at her. "Delilah, please don't make any deals you can't keep." 

"Yes Master. Why didn't you just forbid me from making deals?" 

He smiled. "Well I think deals are a good way for you to get some of your own way." 

She returned the smile and leaned forward to kiss him gently on the lips. "Thank you." 

Nodding, he went back to the book. 

There was one Crest he had seen that he thought would be a little interesting where her breasts would pump up and she would lactate sweet milk, but he didn't know if he was ready for that kind of intimacy with her yet. He liked her breasts and was happy they weren't huge. 

He was really grateful she couldn't read his mind right now as he kept looking. 

The amount of different things he could do to her with just the Crests astounded him. Some seemed a little harmless like one where she would act innocent and shy. Some amused him like one where she couldn't speak or communicate in any way except with her eyes and face. She couldn't even send her thoughts to him. 

'Finally get her to stop calling me Master, and not complain about it." 

Some intrigued him like 'Pet' where she would be like his adoring puppy and act a little like an girly-animal. 

However there were plenty he was sure he never even wanted to mention it to her like 'Sway' where if any person imagined her doing something  sexually, she would either desire to do it with them with her whole being. Or he as her Master would have to do it with her to curb her desire. 

Finally he found one that seemed tame and interesting. 

He looked up at her. "I think I have one." 

"Perfect." She released him so he could sit up. 

"I think it seems pretty safe. Nothing too crazy." 

"Don't tell me more. Just do it. Please Master." 

"Wait, I... I know you really like this, but I don't want the thoughts transfer. I just want to talk about the stuff okay?" 

She seemed a little disappointed again, but nodded. Then she told him. "I have no idea how I will react to this. Even my mind might be affected too." 

"Are you sure you are okay with this then?" 

"Yes. I want to try this a lot. But I only ask that you try this at least once... plus we already made the deal and you don't want to have to punish me right?" 

He sighed knowing this probably wouldn't be the last time they did play around with Crests, no matter what she said. 'She was really needy.' 

But then he told himself that having sex with him was as necessary as food to her, and he reasoned that wouldn't be that big a deal. 

Nodding, he asked her, "Ready?" 

"Yes Master. Please just start." 

"Fine. Delilah, 'I command you to become My doll'." 

She instantly froze in place and the cute purple Lolita costume he was picturing her in appeared around her naked body, with her hair going into pigtails, and white cute shoes appearing on her feet. 

He smiled at her. "You look cute Delee." 

But she didn't move. 

"Delilah?" He asked concerned. "Delilah?!" 

She didn't even blink or twitch. Her eyes had developed a glassy quality and her mouth was held slightly open.  

'Almost like-' He felt a sudden wave of horror as he opened the book to reread the information on what he had done to her. 

~MY DOLL 

Your servant becomes a doll for you to play with. The clothing you desire your doll to wear will instantly change to your whim at the phrase, 'Let's dress you up' so that you may enjoy your doll however you wish. You may command 'display' so you may show your doll off while they stand in any postion.~ 

When he first read it, Jimmy had assumed it meant that she would just change clothes. Not turn into a full sized frozen doll. 

'I have to check.' and he slowly reached his hand out to touch her. 

Her skin still felt warm, but it was now rubbery and unnaturally smooth. 

Panicking now, He shouted. "Delilah! Can you here me? I don't know what to do." 

He felt her thoughts touch his, but they felt slow and seemed distant. 

'This... This... this feels so... amazing." 

"What?!" 

'I can feel... everything. The clothes... your touch was so... arousing. But my brain... feels so slow.' 

"What do I do?" 

'Whatever you want... but please... don't stop it... please... I feel empty... fill me...' 

"What?!" 

'Hard to... think... just touch me Master... please... I beg you... play with me...dress me up... I am your doll...' 

He stared at her unmoving eyes in shock.  

'What do I do?' He asked himself. 

He opened the book and found how to take the crest away. All he had to do was focus on ending it and it would stop. 

But he hesitated. 'She really wants me to do this.' 

He could sense her excited emotion from the soul ring on his finger.  

Tentativly, he grabbed her hand. 

His fingers made hers bend at awkward angles and stay in the position he put them. 

Her hand seemed lighter, so he lifted her arm and it bent like a posable doll's would. 

He tried to move her body and discovered she was now really light, about as heavy as a sack of potatoes. He could easily pick her up completely, and her form remained frozen in the position she was in. 

"Delilah are you sure about this? You are a sex doll." 

'Then I am perfect... for your inexperience... please Master... .... ... I am your doll... ...' 

He could feel how hard it was for her to think and knew it would be hard for her to send any more readable thoughts. 

As a final test, he focused on her soul on his finger, and gently stroked her. 

The pleasure he felt from her was immense. 'She was really enjoying this.' 

He sighed and made his decision. 

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Delilah's Master picked her up easily and brought her to the huge mirror in the corner of his room. 

She couldn't really form strong thoughts. She no longer needed to breath and it felt weird not even hearing her own heartbeat. She also didn't feel the need to feed or perform any bodily functions. 

She didn't realize she would ever notice her organs missing from her body that now felt more solid. 

But she could see from her immovable eyes, she could hear, she could desire, and she could feel. 

And her sense of touch was amplified beyond her limited comprehension. 

She could feel every piece of the dress she now saw in the mirror. Every seam and stitch. She could even tell the difference of certain fabrics by touch alone. And she barely registered he forgot to put underwear on underneath it as the dress pleased her nipples and lower lips when it brushed against them. 

"Display." Her Master commanded, and her shoes pressed to the ground and supported her body that felt so light. 

He was frowning in the mirror, before saying to her, "I know you can't really respond, but I'm going to talk to you anyway... I just feel awkward doing this. I hope you remember all this... maybe. Maybe it'd be better if you didn't. Then again, this is probably a turn on for you." 

She now attributed the desire to being filled as the way her arousal now worked. But the way she wanted to be filled was strange to her as she now felt four cavities with that need, and she knew exactly where they were. 

One in her vagina, one in her mouth, one in her rectum, and one in her womb. 

Each one had a unique texture to the cavity that she could somehow sense, just as she felt every part of her body. Even her teeth and nails seemed to have a strong sense of touch. 

"What do you think of the clothes?" Her Master asked her without expecting a real response. 

She actually liked them. They looked really cute on her, especially with her horns sticking out before the pigtails with bows. She wished her hair was back to normal though. The orange tips on the purple hair clashed with the dress. 

Her dress went to her knees and poofed out from an underskirt. The dress was white and purple and had bows in various places. The front of the dress had a sort of corset that showed off her narrow waist and pressed her exposed cleavage in the u-cut neckline. She had purple over the ankle socks with lace trim and white Mary Janes. 

She tried to focus enough to remember to wear this for him someday since he had been the one to put it on her. 

Her last cohesive thought for the moment was that she looked really cute. 

"Shall we change you then? I can do that now I guess... ummm... let's try this."  

He cleared his throat. "'Let's dress you up'." 

Her clothes began swirling and changing around her, and she felt it all. 

Every piece of cloth slid over her sensually, pleasuring her now more sensitive skin and teasing her as it reformed into a completely different fabric and color. 

It was the blue strapless dress she had worn to dinner last night when he had proposed to her. 

Even her shoes turned to the blue strapped heels she wore with the dress. Her makeup also developed, and she realized it must be painted on because the texture seemed off. Her hair changed to the blonde she had kept for her years with Jimmy and her glass-like eyes turned blue. Her horns, wings, talons, and tail pulled into her as she stared into the eyes of the human looking woman Jimmy had originally proposed to in less than half a day ago. 

Still with a complete lack of underwear though. Which fueled the crazy arousal she had. 

The biggest shock of the change was how pleasurable it had been just from changing clothes. Putting on clothes had never been this much of a turn on, and Succubi loved wearing sexy things. 

Her sexual instincts told her that she was ruined for life and would always remember this experience. 

He frowned and she felt a wave of sorrow crash over her doll sense. She desperately wanted to be pretty for him in a way she had never felt. She liked how innocent he was, but now she wanted to wear nothing but sexy things for him. 

He exhaled and said, "Hm. I don't think that really works. How about... 'Let's dress you up.'" 

Once again she was brought to the brink of orgasm as her clothes shifted around her, but the only difference after the shift was it all changed color to a deep and sparkly purple with her blonde hair developing the purple tips she was fond of with her demon features returning back to her. 

"I think this looks more like you. I guess the makeup-" he stopped mid sentence and gasped.  

Her make up had transformed without command to a sultry purple look that highlighted her now purple eyes. 

"Does that mean..." he trailed off and this time her whole appearance and clothing changed. Instead of the purple she loved, she was now in the rusty orange he loved. 

Even the purple on her wings, tail, eyes, and tips of her horns changed to orange. 

There wasn't a single piece of purple she could see on herself now, something that hadn't happened in a couple of decades. 

Her dislike of wearing this much orange conflicted with her doll-desire to wear what her owner wanted. 

 

"Holy fig. I guess it changes at my thought. You look really hot like this... but I admit I like the purple on you better. Still, this is just for fun." 

He stared at her orange eyes in the mirror. "I want you to know that you are the most gorgeous girl I know. Thanks for choosing me and allowing me to be your life partner... and I guess your Master." 

He smiled, came around her and awkwardly press his lips to hers. 

She had expected to feel the kiss, but she was not prepared for what came with it. 

Pleasure exploded, radiating from her lips. The kiss was like someone flipped a switch and she felt her arousal build to what would normally be dangerous levels as she could easily lose control of herself in an extreme and desperate desire for more pleasure. 

But she could do nothing right now, and just stand there, frozen in pleasure, staring wide eyed at his face. 

There was a look of curiosity on it, and she felt his tongue tease her nearly orgasm enducing lips.  

Then the tongue broke into her tight mouth, touching her tongue and filling her mouth cavity. 

And the pleasure overwhelmed her. 

She would have screamed with an incredibly intense orgasm if she could have. And it did feel like she was orgasming, but there was no fluids. Just the feeling of the wave of a pleasure release that never ended as his tongue explored her mouth. 

She couldn't taste it, but she could feel every sensitive and sensually thing about his tongue, even down to the papilla that brushed her sharp and long canine teeth and bent them like they were made of rubber. 

He pulled away and she would have gasped as the mind numbing pleasure ended suddenly. 

She could still feel the saliva he had left coating her mouth. 

"Your teeth felt weird." He informed her. "But that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It's just better when you are kissing me back. I like kissing you... also I'm glad you taste good. You still taste sort of rubbery, but it's like a rubber spoon that was used to make orange frosting. It's kind of nice." 

He stared at her embarrassed and licked her cheek. She felt the feeling of emptiness return as a trickle of pleasure came from the touch. 

"Sorry, that was a little awkward. In case you were wondering, it did taste like orange... wait." 

He kissed her again and stuck his tongue back in her mouth. 

And the pleasure exploded into the strange but powerful feeling she believed was her doll orgasm.  

But it quickly stopped as he pulled away a second later, leaving her feeling like she had an incomplete orgasm. 

If she was able to move, she would have swallowed his dick whole and forced him to orgasm several times until he was entirely spent. She really wanted him back inside her mouth. 

He had an amazed look on his face. "You now taste like chocolate! I can control your flavors." 

She didn't really care, as long as he kept doing it. 

Sadly he looked like he wanted to try something else. 

"I hope this doesn't hurt you, but I'm curious." 

His fingers breached her mouth and the pleasure exploded for a third time. His searching fingers grabbed her tongue and pulled it out of her mouth. 

To her enjoyment, the orgasm-like pressure continued until the second he released her tongue.  

Her frustrations at him teasing her were clearing her mind enough that she wondered why he couldn't tell how much she wanted him through the soul ring. 

"That's cool. It's like a rubber noodle." 

The pleasureable explosion happened again as he grabbed it again and wrapped it around his finger.  

Then he started to stroke it and the orgasm rose and fell in waves while it endured. 

To her annoyance, He released it and chuckled. "It's still twirled." 

He stepped out of her view and she had a small instance of clarity as she was startled to see her tongue was orange and curled like a pig tail from her still opened mouth. 

"I admit this has been fun... I wonder if I should stop though. I miss having you." 

She saw him stare down at the soul ring on his finger. 

"But you don't want me to stop." 

She really didn't and tried to focus to impress upon him he should keep going as she started to drift into mindlessness again. 

"I guess if you are okay, then I'll keep going." 

He stepped in front of her and took her tongue in his mouth as he kissed her.  

The pleasure became more intense than ever as she felt him gently biting her tongue like a baby with a rubber toy, all while his lips touched hers. 

His mouth opened, and his tongue deposited hers in her mouth. Then he pulled away and closed her jaw. 

Her tongue was twisted in a way she never thought it could be inside her mouth, his saliva dripping off it. 

"I hope you enjoyed that you kinky demon-girl." He glanced down. "What should I make you wear now?" 

Suddenly her features were filled with purple again, and a purple bikini formed around her, the excess fabric folding in on itself to disappear. 

"I always wanted to take you swimming. Or to the beach. I hope you can swim. I guess I don't know if Succubi have any aversions or weaknesses to like silver, or salt, or- oh! That's where that is. Your crest is just above your tail... here, let's see if..." 

He picked her up and turned her away from the mirror. Then he gently grabbed her head to try and turn it for her, but he wasn't prepared for how easy it was and snapped her head 180 degrees like he had just snapped her neck. 

"Fig! Delilah I'm so sorry." He twisted it back so he could look I'm her staring eyes. "Are you okay?" 

The shock of having her neck twisted at an unnatural and impossible angle startled her to focus her thoughts enough to tell him, 'I'm fine. That didn't even hurt... keep going... please... that was... fun... I want to see.' 

He stared at her concerned. This time he was more cautious as he twisted her neck.  

Her view moved on a pivot until she was looking at her back in the mirror. 

She had seen part of it before using a few mirrors, but this was drastically different, especially with her head turned completely around and her neck distorted like twisted rubber. 

Just above her curvy butt that was covered in the purple bikini, was her own tail that was black with a purple heart. 

Above that was a new purple and intricate swirling design wrapped around a doll looking face with hair and an open mouth. 

"I really hope this doesn't hurt." He said as he twisted her head back around. 

Then he picked her up, and turned her so she faced the mirror again. 

He looked at her curiously before he grabbed her leg and lifted it while supporting her. 

Her purple strapped heels changed into purple wedge sandals and a purple wrap skirt appeared around her waist. 

Her knee was now bent up, and he held her waist with his hands. 

One hand let go, then the other. 

She was now standing on one foot, even though she knew she should fall over with how she knew she was balanced. Magic was supporting her. 

"That's interesting." One hand got ready to catch her as he tried to push her over, but she remained standing. 

"Cool." Then he smirked before lifting the leg up to her chest, and she felt her knee press into her breast. 

He rose the rest of the leg up until she was doing a standing split. 

Delilah was already pretty flexible, but this was well beyond her normal capabilities, especially as he tucked her leg behind her head. 

"You really are like a doll." He commented as he put her foot down. 

He glanced at himself in the mirror. 

She had noticed this whole time he had played with her, he had been erect. Erect with his now enhanced manhood that she deeply wanted to penetrate her. 

"You did want this." He said quietly. 

Her clothes changed again to a purple sheer lingerie set with garter, bra, panties, and purple sheer stockings tucked in purple pumps. It looked a little plain, but her inexperienced Master clearly didn't mind. 

And neither did she as it fueled the feeling of emptiness in her holes. 

He smiled awkwardly in the mirror, before he picked her up and took her to the bed.  

He posed her so her knees were up and she was looking down between them with her back propped up against the pillows. 

He stared down at her as his erection twitched. "You are beautiful. And I wish you were real- I mean. I wish you weren't a doll right now and we could share this, but I know you'll be mad at me if I don't do this to you first. I want to make you happy. One day you'll be my wife, and I hope to serve you as you desire to serve me... I love you Delilah." 

His hands stroked up her stocking covered legs, pleasuring her as she felt the stocking's tightness and his gentle touch. His fingers soon slid over her knees and down her thighs. 

The closer he got to her groin, the more intense the pleasure she recieved just from his hands. 

They went over her hips and up her waist before cupping her bra covered breasts. 

She would have shivered from pleasure if she could have. Instead she was content to watch his gentle hands lift them. 

Suddenly her bra folded in on itself and vanished, leaving her breasts exposed. 

The second his hands touched her nipples, an electric shock ran through her.  

It wasn't quite as pleasurable as when something was in her mouth, but the intensity was definitely more powerful than they normally felt, as she felt the desire to be filled strengthen exponentially. 

She had just enough focus to hate it when he stopped kneading her breasts to slide back down her waist to her panties. 

These he slid off her himself, and as soon as they left her, they too vanished. 

He smiled down at her exposed hole. 

Then he bent forward and grabbed her tail, wrapping it around his neck as he told her, "Don't you dare do this without my express permission. I don't want to be strangled."  

Finally he licked her lower lips with his tongue. 

If just the lips on her mouth were sensitive, and her breasts were intensely pleasurable, her lower lips filled her with the might of Elysium.  

Her vision turned white, as her body wanted to scream, shattering all windows In a mile radius.  

She didn't believe she was orgasming, like what she called what happened when something entered her mouth, but the pleasure was indescribable and the need to be filled was so powerful, if she could move, she would have shoved her Master's whole face inside of her, until she had her release. 

As soon as his tongue left her rubbery labia, the pleasure and desire diminished, leaving her wanting more. 

"I just had an idea." 

She could have tortured him for leaving her like this, not caring about the punishment she would receive. 

Then he licked her quickly again and the pleasure blasted through her body before subsiding again. 

He was smiling. "You taste like chocolate ice cream. You are so- sorry that's a little awkward to say. But you taste delicious. It's even cold. I just wish it wasn't so... dry." 

Suddenly she felt a pool of liquid fill her vaginal cavity. It didn't cause her to feel a powerful surge of pleasure, but it was still enjoyable as it began to drip from her. 

It just needed more. 

"That's cool. I guess that's like lube." 

Her vision blurred as he tortured her with a quick lick again. 

"Delicious again. You really are amazing. Well... I guess I have... a treat to enjoy? I hope you don't mind." 

This time, his tongue stuck itself inside. 

The power of a thousand orgasms cleared her mind completely as he lapped up the juices that flowed from her endlessly. 

His tongue explored her changed cavity, rubbing on its rubber or silicone like ribs, and sucking the juices out of her. 

The pleasure lasted an eternity as he continued to eat her out. Everything lost all meaning. There was only the sensually perfect tongue and lips. 

Then it was gone and Delilah felt more satisfied than she ever had before with a joyous pleasure that her Master had made her feel that way. 

He released himself from her tail and crawled up over her to give her a gentle kiss, but the power she felt earlier made his kiss seem unsubstantial. 

He lay his head against her chest, pressing his face to her boob. 

"I wonder if you could feel that. There was something odd going on with the ring." 

He held it up to look at it, then rested it on her other breast. Gently stroking her.  

"This is a little awkward having a sex doll of you. But I'll admit, this was kind of fun to do. I like being able to dress you up however I want. And the treat you gave me was nice... I might want to do this again if you are okay with that... I know there is one more thing you want me to try. And, to be honest, I need to too. I've never felt this aroused before. I kind of need the release. I hope you are okay with this." 

He kissed her quickly again, the pleasure returning with the empty feeling in anticipation for what was to come while he crawled back between her legs. 

He lifted her up easily, and sat her on his lap. He smiled and wrapped her legs and tail around his waist, and her arms around his neck. 

"Ready my doll? Your Master needs your help." He smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, couldn't resist. Please don't read to much into that." 

Then he lifted her up, and speared her on his dick, the liquid inside of her allowing him to slide easily deep within her. 

... 

... 

... 

'There was nothing left in the universe besides pleasure.' 

'Time and space are all meaningless.' 

'I am nothing but the embodiment of all the orgasms in the world.' 

'My Master and I are one.' 

Then her womb was filled with his seed from a powerful orgasm and there was a white light. 

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Delilah gasped as she awoke and shot upright, her tail and wings thrashing. 

"Wow, easy there." Her Master told her. 

"What the Harbinger of Doom and the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse just happened!" She exclaimed as her mind struggled to retain her very pleasant and wet dream. 

"I just removed the Crest. Can you not remember what happened?" 

Her brain felt fuzzy as she recalled the last - "Wait, how long was I a doll?" 

"Um, well I don't have my phone." 

She immediately opened a portal for it to drop next to him. 

He smiled at the ease with which that was done. "Thanks. This is something I would want bound to me." 

"Ya I bet. I summon the phone often too." 

He checked it. "Well if we got in the shower about 03:45, then... maybe 35 minutes." 

"35 minutes! That felt like forever. How long did I black out?" 

His eyes widened in fear. "You blacked out?!" 

Delilah realized she made a mistake telling him that, but she really didn't remember everything that had happened. Just bits and flashes.  

She did know that whatever happened was crazy pleasurable and she felt the wetness of her groin and her arousal.  

Realizing she was naked again, she crawled over to  sit on his lap, straddling him. Slowly she said, "Master... that was such an incredible experience, and I really want to try it again soon. I think I remember you saying something about you enjoying it too. It's hard to tell, but I think I blacked out from pleasure when you stuck your Master-Tool inside me and immediately orgasmed." 

He looked at her confused. "I didn't immediately orgasm. It took me a little bit to get there."  

She was shocked as she said in awe, "The pleasure was so intense that it made me not realize how long it was. That's so cool!"  

Getting excited about how amazing her first crest was, she then remembered something else. "Speaking of cool, I'm kind of craving chocolate Ice cream, which might be a little weird to you. Would you like some? There's some in the fridge... or would you just like me to turn into a doll again." 

"No-no, I could go for the real thing... I gotta be honest though, I don't even know where your kitchen is. I haven't really seen your house." 

"Oh, in that case. It's time for a tour of your- I mean, our house." 

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After she conjured them some pajamas, him in basketball shorts and a t-shirt, her in a silk and lace sexy nightgown, shorts, and robe set, she showed him his huge house with its 66 rooms. 

As she showed him the Theater room in the basement at the end of the tour, he asked, "Do you ever get lonely or bored living in this place all alone?" 

Now that her mind was back to 100%, she was able to focus and not call him Master. 

"Jimmy, I always felt alone. It's expected until I find a Master to serve. But with you, I never will feel alone when I'm by your side." 

Unfortunately, the inner demons had also returned. 

'How lonely will you feel if he leaves you again?' 

'I will never feel lonely with him.' 

'It will happen. He won't be with you every second. It's only a matter of time before he asks you to give him a break from you. 

Frowning, her Master hugged her. "That's sad. I'm sorry... but I guess that is also a little romantic." 

She smiled and they went back upstairs to the main floor and the huge modern and beautiful kitchen. 

After she prepped and served them the ice cream, they sat down next to each other on the stools at the huge island counter. 

"So why didn't you just conjure this?" He asked between mouthfuls. 

She enjoyed the sweetness of her own bowl of it as she told him, "I'm still learning with food. I could have done it if you asked me too. Like I said. Your every wish is my command." 

He stared at her for a moment before guessing, "But you would prefer to do it yourself." 

She looked away embarrassed and quietly said, "Yes Master." 

"Good. I guess you'll just have to keep practicing until you can make Ice Cream and pies for me until I get fat." 

Looking at him with a smirk, she told him, "It would take quite a lot of that to get through your new metabolism... By the way, thanks for letting me keep learning with Maxi. I was a little sad to have lost my chance to learn from a true powerful Witch." 

"Of course. I don't want you to uproot your entire life for me." She was about to protest that she would, when he added, "I know you are willing to do that, but I also want you to do some things for you. You keep telling me you always will love me and whatever, and I bet you'll tell me that you will never be sick of me, but I want you to have some free time for yourself too. We can start with something small. Like maybe a you go have a lunch date with Trixie or shopping or something." 

She smiled at him, thinking that would be nice. 

'It'll give him some time to be away from you.' 

'I know how much that'll hurt, but I don't want him mad or sick of me.' 

'You don't want to make him angry enough to forbid you from calling him Master again.' 

"Master, you are too kind." 

He smiled back. "And hey, If you want and Maxi allows it, I can just sit and watch you learn... Look, I understand now why you need a Master. And I'm trying to wrap my head around how much you desire to serve me and whatever. I get that I have to be your Master. But I don't need to be all the time. I'll try and be more open to the Master thing, if you try and treat us like equals sometimes... deal?" 

Her heart filled with joy. "Deal... you make a lot of bargains with me." 

"Only ones I know will be beneficial to both of us. And as long as there's no fine print like the Contract." 

She laughed. "Ya. I get that... I'm curious what other crests there are. If that one seemed the most easiest for you-" 

Sensing his deep regret, he told her, "Oh, I made a serious mistake on that one. I thought it was just to dress you up like a doll and not turn you into a sex doll." 

"But I liked being your sex doll." She pouted. Then grinned at him. "And you said we could try it again." 

"I did say that. Maybe one day." 

"One day, for the whole day?" She asked hopefully. 

His eyes widened. "I think you're teasing me again." 

Grinning she said, "Maybe a little, but that does sound fun. I could just be your cuddle and sex buddy all day. So what other crests were there?" 

She took a bite of the ice cream and he summoned the book before he banished it. Then he summoned it again. 

Smiling, she asked, "Having fun?" 

"Maybe a little."  

She read the look on his face. "I'm sorry, but you weren't born with magic inside of you. You'd have to use magic through me." 

He gave her a knowing smile. "Ya, I figured that. It just seemed like it'd be fun to do it myself." 

"Well, maybe after you can control your mind a bit better, we can see if you can use my soul to do magic. Unless you are under duress like with Meora earlier, it would be very hard for you to even light a fire without practice. We will definitely work on it though." 

He leaned closer to her and said, "Thanks Delilah. I would love that." Before he kissed her for a pleasant moment. 

Returning to the book, He opened it to one of the 30 pages that were always blank to her. "Let's see. There's one where you give off a scent to attract men. The closer they are, the stronger the pull." 

She joked, "Let's hope that I don't have to use that on you." 

"Very funny... luckily you can't cast it without me. There's one that makes you only orgasm when someone says your name." 

"That sounds fun." 

"I think it means that you'll also instantly orgasm if someone says it, even if you... aren't aroused?" 

"Now that sounds really fun. I want to try it one day." 

"Ya I figured. There's one that makes you ejaculate an abundance of fluid when you orgasm." 

"Also fun."  

He rolled his eyes and they both took a bite of ice cream. He read silently for a minute and got a confused look on his face. 

"What is it Jimmy?" 

He turned the page, and went back and forth between them. Then he opened a new page and his eyes widened. 

Finally he said, "There's a Crest that makes you essentially human and can make you forget you were ever a succubus, which I won't do to you... unless you really annoy me." 

Even though she knew he was joking, just hearing him say that hurt her. In a small voice she told him, "Actually Master, that one does sound unpleasant. But that's not what you were concerned about." 

He shook his head, turning back to the book. "There's a crest that turns you into a man. One that turns you into what's called an Succuboi, I'm guessing femboy succubus, or fem-Incubus as you mentioned earlier. And a bunch that can effect your semen. Like make you fertile or make it addictive." 

Delilah was shocked. "I can have fertile semen? That... Jimmy, I liked being a guy that one time when I changed into one, and I like the sound of a being a Succuboi if you are interested. But I don't want to get a girl pregnant." 

He nodded. "I'm glad you feel that way. I guess you aren't as sex crazy as you thought huh?" 

She nodded. "But there's a lot that sounds fun, especially with..." her heart fell as she realized something. Something her Master had desired.  

"Oh... Jimmy... I'm so sorry. Because you are a Tutisari, I can't transform you into a woman. That's transfiguration magic, and it would have no effect to you. I knew how much you wanted to try that in the future." 

He smiled sadly to her and she felt a deep sorrow as she couldn't preform one of his fantasies for her Master. 

One of the demons whispered, 'So much for being able to have sex with a girl again.' 

Taking her hand, her Master comforted her by saying, "That's okay. I didn't really need to do that. It was just going to be for fun." 

She nodded before suggesting hopefully, "Well... you can still wear girly clothes right? Maybe we can be femboys together or something. Or get you a succubus costume to match me..." 

She wasn't sure he'd agree to her bold suggestion, but his smile widened. "I would really like that, but let's keep that for another day. I'm still getting to know the real you." 

His hand began stroking hers, making her heart warm. 

They sat in silence again, eating their ice cream, holding hands, thinking and reading. 

Then she noticed he got confused again. 

"What is it now?" 

"So there's a crest that makes you have a larger body, and crest that makes you turn into someone's desirable form. But there's a crest here that turns you into a Succubus." 

"What? I'm already a Succubus." 

"Ya. I thought this book was only about Succubi." 

"Succubi and their Masters. But why would I need that? Maybe that makes me crave souls, or have sex with every guy I see, or something." 

"Maybe, but that still doesn't seem right." 

He turned to the front of the book and skimmed everything. Then he went to the back of the book. 

At a certain point, he froze. 

His face had a mixture of shock and fear that she could feel from his emotions. 

As well as just a hint of curiosity. 

"What is it Jimmy?" 

He stared in silence at the book and Delilah could tell he was in deep thought. 

"Master Jimmy?" She asked concerned and put her other hand on his. 

He finally turned to look at her and with a small voice he said, "I can cast Crests on myself." 

She froze. He had surprised her again. "Even... even as a Tutisari?" 

"I have no idea." 

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"Dear Reader, 

As you might be able to tell, Crests are slightly what this story is about. I hope you like where this is going and are interested to see the crazy crests these two will get up to. 

This story was slightly shorter than the last one (I think), but I think it was okay. This is sort of what I want from James and Delilah's story. Some short sexual shenanigans involving crazy fun magic. The next one will have more of a plot and a few more crests, with guest appearances from James' family. 

[My plans have changed slightly. I had a reader request more information about the Community parties so I am rush working a short one for you guys that will hopefully be posted Saturday. I don't plan on making it long, but I may get carried away] 

Remember to please Star the story or Comment below if you have anything you wish was different, if you have questions or something I made a mistake on, have anything you want to see more of, have some suggestions, or if you just thought it was good and just want to say, 'Cool Story'. 

Until next time, Beware of making deals with Succubi.

 

-XAREK"