Andrea Brings Him Back to His Senses

Crying out like so many other people in the cacophony of the orgy Andrea looked over her shoulder and thanked Moesha as the succubus moved on to other samples of pleasure in the room. Jenna meanwhile had migrated behind Andrea’s date, her hands laying gently on his shoulders.

Andrea slowly stood up and stepped towards them, smiling malevolently before looking back at Amber as she slowly rose to sit up, her gaze following the sway of Andrea’s ass. Her lips opening as Andrea’s tail brushed across Amber’s face as it moved beyond reach as Andrea approached Ryan.

Andrea basked in the simple pleasure of her reshaped body, the elegant ass swaying strut, the sway of her heavy endowment, the air pressure against her wings as they stretched ever so slightly to catch it. Still, then there was the feel of her phallus tipped tail happily wafting about behind her like so many pheromones the succubus now left in her wake.

“It’s time to wake up.” Andrea words tugged on Ryan’s consciousness. Alluringly pulling his mind from a seductive sleepy corruption induced haze.

Ryan felt his groggy mind ramp up from a lazy Saturday morning sleep in to an immediate emergency. Suddenly aware of the face just before his, the clawed hand teasing his hardened cock, the two hands holding him down and still as he tried to back away.

“Do you recognize me fuck-her…” Andrea’s words dripped sex and promise, her very presence able to entice and seduce the slightest unguarded soul.

But where was the fun in that?

Looking around for help Ryan became ever more distressed, what had happened, what was he thinking standing here jerking himself?

The whole room was devoid of modesty and inhibition, and every moment any perception of other people still being there dwindled as another body sprouted horns, tails, snouts, or wings. Seeing some of the bestial forms Ryan's uninfluenced mind worried that might be what would become of him.

Ryan shivered in terror as he felt Andrea’s nose inhale deeply up the side of his neck.

“I can smell your fear. Your anxiety. Your helpless arousal.” Andrea declared in a husky voice that both intimidated and excited Ryan. “You should be afraid, your vapid loyalty denied you THIS.” Andrea stepped back, flaunting her figure as she spun around, before starting to heavily grope and play with herself as she stepped back towards him.

“Oh, that’s right. There was a little something else you wanted.” Stepping beside her intimidated held still date Andrea looked over at Amber.

Amber’s hair was now a vibrant baby pink, her already pale skin growing ever more alabaster. Amber could feel her soul slipping, her mind's mild resistance taking the form of a minor debate of just what she did believe it. She liked to say she was Wiccan, but never had truly devoted herself to immersion in the pagan art.

What she did know for certain, was she was happy with her body, proud of her sexuality, and delighted by the pink hair she only noticed after having licked or smeared whatever sexual fluids were left on her into oblivion.

What was a soul?

“Come here darling.” Andrea words cut through the murky throng of thoughts drawing Amber’s dazed gaze to focus on the succubus and the cock she was holding.

Unsure of what else there was to do Amber began to crawl towards them on all fours, her dreamy gaze drifting between an almost psychotic smiling Andrea, and an absolutely terrified Ryan.

Kneeling before the couple Amber waited, sensing some important statement in the sex play scenario they were in was about to unfold.

As Andrea’s hand slipped free from Ryan’s dick Amber intuitively acted, leaning in to lap hands free at the appendage before mouthing it between her lips to suck on.

“What a good girl, wouldn’t you say? This is after all what you were going for.” Andrea chastized Ryan as he felt increasingly torn between intimidation and arousal. “Perhaps I can even help.” Andrea then remarked, her hand resting on the back of the now pink haired girl and pressing Amber’s head up and down vigorously.

Ryan felt torn and disturbed, his arousal surging at the dark idea of Andrea skull fucking the woman he had been fraternizing with up and down on his cock. While concern grew that the violent pushing and pulling might exert pain or harm upon her.

Pulling Amber’s head fully off Ryan’s cock his concerns were disintegrated as Amber gasped for breath, giggled and exhaled one word.

“More…”

Ryan couldn’t believe the pressure building in his cock, groaning as it failed to release. No matter what, as much as he thought about how much he enjoyed Andrea’s past willingness to let him cum upon her. Clenching his eyes shut he imagined his seed sprayed across Amber’s face, his cock beyond ready to burst with pleasure.

As the mouth suddenly stopped.

Fearfully slowly opening his eyes a new envy and jealousy stirred within Ryan. He had always been jealous and worried about Andrea with her past boyfriends, insecurity that was deeply rooted and festered easily. Yet failed to compare to what he saw now, as Amber ate Andrea’s pussy enthusiastically, parting her butt cheeks for the succubus's tail to squeeze in.

“Noo…” Ryan felt devastated as he realized that not only had he lost his date to whatever was transpiring, but also the perverse pleasure he had been building towards cheating for.

“It’s okay, that just means she’s left you for me.” The voice was familiar to a hundred videos Ryan must’ve seen over the years, his jaw dropping in disbelief as he couldn’t understand how it was they were here…