Breath in, and release...

Dusk had fallen over the jungle, with the local wildlife calling out to the moon in the waning hours. Susan and the others rested in the cool night air, their rough orgy having died down after many hours, now the group merely made out or slept against each other for warmth.

Resting on her side and propping up her head with her hand and elbow. Susan squirmed and cooed, her cloven feet curling as she felt her six newborn sons suckle from her breasts, nursing from her mother’s milk. The birth was slow and painful, her cries and roars scaring off quite a bit of wildlife and left her weak when it finally ended. But looking down at the six blue demon children suckling from her, Susan never felt more primal or alive.

Lounging like some mother lioness, Susan's heavy tail flicked when she felt her newborns develop teeth, biting her nipples harder to coax more milk. They were growing so fast, even now they looked like they were developing into toddlers, the stubs of their horns growing longer and sharper as they curved back over their silver hair.

She didn’t want to admit it… But she wanted more.

After giving birth, Susan had discovered she still retained the baby fat of her pregnancy, giving her thicker thighs, a larger rump and a soft navel. Battle scars she wore with pride! She no longer cared if bearing another litter would make her fat, she WANTED to be fat! Big, fat and proud of her feral motherhood. She wanted another litter, then another, and another. She wanted to lose herself in all this, to become the alpha heifer to a horde of monsters. A cry of pain nearby alerted Susan to Jennifer and Janet, the two had done nothing but swell rapidly with child over the course of the last few hours and had shoved away their friends making out to position themselves, quickly going into labour.

No… She NEEDED to get out of here! She had to find a way to return to normal, she WAS losing herself to all this, all of them were. She and her friends had become sick, twisted into monsters by Kor’s spreading influence and nothing seemed to stop it. Looking down at her children while the wails of Janet and Jen filled her swivelling ears. Susan watched as her children rapidly matured, growing a year a minute as they continued to feed off her milk, her essence.

*

Waking up to the clarion of the alarm clock, Reed Richards got up out of bed to stare at the alarm clock and turn off the alarm, finding the time flashing at 7 in the morning. Getting up, Reed looked to his side to find the other half of his bed empty, still worried that Susan never returned home last night. Getting out of bed, Reed made his way over to the adjacent bathroom and looked himself in the mirror, finding he had bags under his eyes from worrying last night. Looking down at the bathroom sink, Reed wondered what he should do. The first thought was calling the police, or SHIELD!

Looking down at the business card sitting on the lip of the bathroom sink, Reed looked over the ‘Little Devil’s Escorts’ card and sighed. “Where ARE you Suzie?”

*

A guttural roar filled the air as Susan’s adult son reared back and erupted into the folds of Juri, the she-beast crying out and shivering as her womb was flooded repeatedly. Six hours, six hours was all the time it took for Susan’s essence laced milk to transform her newborns into large hulking brutes, now having their way with her friends like pent up bulls in a herd. Seeing one finish with Felicia, the large male dismounted the cooing she-beast and shuddered, snorting before pulling himself free of her and turning to find another succubus to mate with. Despite herself, Susan looked back at the 20 foot tall monster with feral lust, licking her fanged lips at his barrel chest and powerful arms and flanks, His thick heavy horns obscured his fanged face and his cloven foot falls caused the ground to shake as he stomped across the clearing where his brothers had their way with the others, watching his long tail sway behind him and the massive 3 foot cock swing between his legs where a heavy set of bowling ball testicles hung ready to reload that massive organ. He didn’t have to wait long as Janet, Vicky and Sara crowded around his crotch and licked his shaft clean.

Leaning against a tree and groping her many tits, Susan was flushed with desire again, or did it ever stop? She couldn’t tell anymore. Hearing another roar of sexual conquest, Susan’s eyes drunkenly looked over to where she spotted Janet’s three sons having their way with MJ and Godiva, the pair crying out for more as they were reduced to grunts and moans. All her friends had been broken by all of this, too overwhelmed with their baser urges to think rationally or at all. She had to keep her wits about her, if she let go, that would be the end of her completely. Hearing heavy foot falls shake the ground under her cloven feet, Susan’s struggling mind cracked when she found one of Jennifer’s son’s look back at her with feral need, his erection throbbing between his legs as he licked his fanged lips at her. Without even thinking it, Susan slowly turned around and bent over, lifting her larger tail and exposing her nethers to him, eager to mate. The attack was swift as the brute grunted and stomped towards her, going balls deep in the first thrust and grabbing hold of her fat ass for leverage as he began to slide out and thrust into her again.

She couldn’t fight it, not forever, even now she moaned and brayed out as the beast behind her rutted like an animal, causing her milk heavy tits to wobble and collide with one another, spraying her milk between her hooves. Gripping onto the tree for leverage, her mental battle continued to rage, and with the sensation of being fucked so wildly, she was losing that battle. Even now she wanted to let go, to let this monster knock her up and bear another litter of kids to expand their numbers. “No! Me Susan Storm; In-vis-ible Wo-man, me am hero, wife… Me Zhuzan Stohm… Me Sue…Me…

Gripping the tree more tightly and wincing, tears streaked down Susan’s face, her mind slipping further. She had to stop this, but how? She was so overcharged with energy she could turn thousands of people and she would never become any smaller or weaker, she just wanted to get rid of it all. “No… Good… Me stuck… I’m stuck, I can’t stop it even if I…” Her eyes going wide alert, Even as she was reaching her peak with the male increasing his thrusts, she looked around and found the scars her clawed fingers left on the tree, only now they were a few feet above her head. And those scars were healing!

“The Tree!” Looking over her shoulders and panting, she found the male fucking her had shrunk with her, the craggy blue scales on his shoulders seemed less pronounced and the tusks jutting from his lower lip were gone. Grabbing hold of the tree again, Susan poured everything she could spare into it, releasing all the sexual energy that had turned her into a monster. The moment she did, the two lovers began to shrink, transform back. The more she gave, the more her cravings died, and her wits returned, her cherished memories coming back to her in full force as she shrank down to 15 feet tall, then 12, then 10. When the male behind her reared back, it wasn’t an animalistic roar but a grunt of effort as he finally went slack and collapsed on top of Susan, the two collapsing to the ground as they had released everything into the tree.

Slowly sitting up, Susan looked down at herself and smiled. Her extra breasts were gone, the craggy scales and jutting spikes in her back, shoulders and tail were gone. Reaching up to feel her face, she nearly cried in relief to find her teeth were still fanged, but the boar-like tusks had disappeared, her nose pointed and human again. Looking over to the male regaining his strength, Susan smiled to find he too had diminished to the size of a tall, strong looking blue-skinned incubus, his eyes sharp and alert as he looked around in confusion. Getting up to her cloven feet, Susan practically laughed when she almost leapt off the ground, no longer weighing several tons. If she were right, she was now just 7 feet tall, her body still sporting strong muscles but now they were proportionate to her Amazonian build. Her breasts had returned to being H cup in size but now retained their wide areolas, and her hips and rear still retained its matronly apple bottom rump. Lasting gifts from Kor’s influence. But she was herself again, she was Susan Storm again.

Cupping her hands to her mouth, she shouted out to her friends lost in their eternal orgy. “EVERYONE! LISTEN TO ME!” Getting the attention of her friends as they hazily turned their horned heads to look down at the diminutive succubus, they were shocked to find her so small compared to them all. “YOU HAVE TO HOLD ONTO A TREE AND POUR EVERYTHING INTO IT, DO IT NOW!” At first, they did nothing, until she spotted Felicia and Urg grab the nearest tree and wrap their arms around it, moaning out loud as they collapsed into orgasm and flooded the foliage with their essence. The moment they did they began to shrink and transform back. Seeing the results, the rest of the succubae did the same.

In a matter of minutes, the clearing became significantly roomier as the coven of succubae had returned to their previous size and forms, shaking their heads and groaning as if coming out of a nightmare. Staggering up to her feet on shaking legs, Mary Jane shook her horned head and looked up in relief to the smiling Susan, her hands at her wide hips as she observed her friends return to normal. “How did you know?”

“I didn’t, it just happened, but I figured if we can pour our essence into people, why not other living thing?”

“So… It’s over?” Asked Jen, hugging herself as she joined the others together at the center of the clearing, looking down as if disappointed. “What’s the matter Jen?”

“I know it was bad, REALLY bad, but… It felt so good to just slip away like that, I felt so alive, so free to just… Just…”

“I know Jen, but that was the trap, Kor wanted you to drown in your baser needs, to becoming a mindless broodmare and multiply.” Waving her arms out, Susan gestured to her friends and co-workers, now coming out of the experience. “What would have happened if we had just kept going? We’d have been some planetary threat.”

“We would have ended the world.” Gasped Felicia, now picturing the idea of thousands of them as huge monsters scouring the earth, eating and breeding with no end. “You saved us, you saved ALL of us Susan!”

Rolling her eyes and gushing at the statement, the nude succubus waved that off and looked around. Finding that the new additions to her group looked confused by all the talking but were no longer trying to fuck anything that moved. “Oh please, frankly? I’m just grateful there are no more surprises, and this is all oh… OH… ACHOOOOO!” Taken back by the sneeze, Susan heard something large like a pair of blankets unfurl, along with an itch in her back when she stood back up and wiped her nose. “Sorry, that came out of nowhere.”

Looking up at her friends, she found them all gawking at her in shock. Even finding Malinche fall to her knees and trace the shape of a cross over her heart in prayer. “What? Did I get any on me?”

“Susan… Look behind you.”

Turning her head to look over her shoulder, Susan gasped. There flapping and flexing out behind her were a pair of white feathered wings, easily 8 feet long each they flexed and stretched like an extra pair of arms before folding to rest behind her. Noticing a silvery shimmer in the stems of each of her feathers that matched her long flowing hair and a blue dot at the tips. Looking back to the rest of her coven, Susan was for a loss for words until Janet just had to say it.

“Bless you.”