A new host for Gwen

It was like Gwen was in a sensory deprivation chamber; all sensation seemed to be gone. There was no sight, no sound, no touch, no taste. All she could feel was a general warmth surrounding her. Even Lilith had stopped talking to her telepathically. How much time had passed? She couldn’t tell. Even her mind had begun to dull in a certain way. It was as though instinct was taking over, as if she were becoming a simple-minded slug, just waiting for its next host.

Suddenly, the voice of her partner returned.

“Good news, I found your host.” Lilith said. Gwen could discern a note of pleasure in her voice.

Gwen’s mind broke from the trance. She began to stir.

“Oh fuck, not now, bitch!” Lilith cried out. “She’s not ready yet, I’m trying to keep my cover! Now stop moving.”

The new succubus disappointedly returned to stillness. But she didn’t have long to wait. The warmth and wetness around her began to get warmer and wetter. She began to sense a presence close by, growing closer and closer. She could feel something touching down below her.

“It’s time!” Lilith announced. “Take her!”

Gwen wasted no time. She slithered her way downward, making her way down Hayley’s slick canal. She felt the girl’s dripping nether lips part, and out into the open air she came. Aside from feeling Lilith shudder with an orgasm as she slid out, Gwen’s slug senses made her immediately aware of one thing: another girl right in front of her. A host! There was an opening straight ahead.

Instinct took over. A host awaited her! Gwen willed herself forward. Out of Lilith she came, straight inside the girl she dove. As she engulfed herself in the warm flesh of the mortal, she was practically overwhelmed with a feeling of immense… safety? Yes, safety. It was safe in here. This is where she needed to be. This is where she belonged. She pushed herself further in. She could feel the host moving, aware of her presence. She had little time.

As the last of her slipped inside, Gwen became aware of something out ahead of her. Something not quite physical, but something that, to her demonic senses, shone like a bright light, begging got be touched. Carefully, yet instinctively, she reached out and grasped it with her mind. The light burned a little brighter, the world seeming to shake around her. But she held on, her grip tightening. Then the light dimmed, and with it everything went dark again.

Suddenly, the five senses came back to her. She could hear the sound of heavy breathing, feel the cotton sheets underneath her. She found herself looking up at a slowly spinning ceiling fan. Slowly, she found control of her new muscles, sitting herself up and brushing a strand of black hair out of her face.

Now Gwen could finally take in the sights around her. She was in someone’s bedroom, first of all. Below her was a half-naked body with fairly ample curves and brown skin, and across from her, also naked from the waist down and between her host’s legs, was a sweaty Hayley Chen, who smiled with devilish delight.

“Well, well, you took to that quicker than I’d expected.” Lilith said.

“Fucking Hell, I…” Gwen started, realizing that her words were spoken with a new voice. An accented voice. “Wait, who am I?”

“Take a look for yourself.” Lilith said. “You have her memories.”

Gwen realized she was right. The painful bombardment of another’s consciousness hadn’t happened like it did with Emily, but the memories of another were all there. Memories of living as someone else, in another country, in another part of the world… and in another language.

“¿Puedo hablar español?” Gwen asked aloud. The words came off her tongue as easily as if she’d been speaking it every day of her life. But then again, of course she could speak it that well. She was from Panama. She was Ava Martinez! “Mierda, Esto es muy extraño.” She whispered.

“You’ll get used to it. Well, what do you think?” Lilith asked, taking off Hayley’s top to get more comfortable. “Did I make a good pick?”

Gwen found herself consciously switching back to English. “Yes, I think you did.” She couldn’t keep her eyes or hands off of her new body. Her tanned skin was far darker than anything she could ever have gotten in her old human life. She ran her freshly manicured fingers across her stomach. She really was a different person, wasn’t she? She thought about all of Ava’s memories. Her privileged life in Panama, her pride at coming to study and party in America. Those memories of an easy life, this body that was gawked at and held by a string of guys… It was hers now. Hers to use and **** as she wished.

That gave Gwen a shudder of pleasure. Either that, or the fact that her stolen fingers had found her new labia. She sat up slightly to look down at it. The puffy purple lips were practically drenched in juices. Ava’s own, obviously, but also thick, viscous, red-tinted fluid. Gwen was confused at first, but then it occurred to her: it was from her. Not this well-proportioned body she now found herself in, but the real her; the filthy, slimy slug that had crawled into her body, defiled it, and taken it for its own. She bit her new lip, lightly penetrating the same slick tunnel she had as the unholy slug she really was.

“Mmmh.” She moaned. “This body is… perfecta.”

“Beginning to see why I want to stay up here on Earth for a little while?” Lilith asked.

Gwen nodded. “One thing, though—this body wasn’t a lesbian. How did you get her up here? Where are we anyway?”

“Just some house party.” Lilith said. “As for why she wanted to have sex with me? I’m a succubus, dumbass. We can convince anything with genitals to fuck us. I just dragged Miss Ava up into somebody’s room. Which reminds me, we should really get a move on with step two.”

“What do you mean?” Gwen asked.

“Well, I picked a new body for you.” Lilith leaned over, coming to rest on her elbows about a foot from Ava’s (now Gwen’s) crotch. “It’s only fair that you do the same for me.” She began whispering a spell.

Gwen smiled deviously. “How are we doing this? Same as last time?”

The older succubus did not answer. Instead, she frowned slightly, bracing herself for something. She looked almost as though she were nauseous, but Gwen noticed a clear bulge begin to appear at the bottom of her throat. It traveled upwards until, quite unceremoniously, Hayley Chen vomited up a dark red creature, then fell down on the bed ****.

Gwen had only a few moments to view the thing that Lilith had become as it quickly slid out of Hayley’s open mouth and slithered towards her. Its crimson body was small and porous. It had no eyes, no mouth, no nose, but it was slick with disgusting slime and slid towards her with clear intent. It was gross to an ****. In her old life, she’d have maybe screamed and flung the thing into the wall. But instead she giggled in delight and used her fingers to part the folds of her already violated pussy. “Come on in, amiga.” She said.

“Gladly.” Lilith’s telepathic voice responded. Instead of continuing to slither onward though, instead the succubus slug stopped, recoiled for a moment, and with great ****, jumped forwards, diving directly into the waiting pussy of Ava Martinez.

“Oh, FUUUUCK!” Gwen practically screamed, her eyes going cross as the hot, foul worm began to wiggle its way into her. The creature’s little muscular movements and continuous advance caused her to cum almost instantly. Inch after inch of Lilith snaked its way into her, pushing up her canal even as the rest of her body shook with unholy ecstasy. Within a few seconds the tail end was inside, the lower lips of the Latina closing behind. It wasn’t until the distension in Ava’s belly disappeared and all movement within her body ceased that Gwen could finally stop moaning into the bedsheets.

“Mierda.” Gwen gasped, still enjoying the sound of her new voice. She sat up on the bed and looked down at her stomach, completely flat as though nothing had just squirmed into her. “So that’s what this bitch felt when I went in.”

“It’s pretty fucking good, isn’t it?” Lilith asked. “Now go find me a new vessel, before one of those partygoers come up and find two naked girls on their bed.”

Gwen glanced at a clock by the bedside. “It’s after midnight.” She said. “Probably not many to find at this time of night.”

Lilith’s voice in her head audibly sighed. “Then I guess you’d better go back to your host’s place until the morning.”

Gwen thought for a moment. “Hmm, maybe…”