Confess

Well, I suppose it's the age old saying that the truth will set you free.

Nihja sighed, submitting to subconscious defeat unable tl handle the trouble and the secret to herself. "Please don't tell anyone but-"

"What, what happened sis? Did you get embarrassed?" Yen asked, leaning forward with interest. It wasn't a teasing kind of interest, she could tell their was a touch of worry in her baby sister's voice. Something was bothering her, and her caring senses hit into overdrive.

Nihja's lip began to quiver upon feeling it come out. Spinning around, she hugged her sister tightly and wept silently into her chest catching her off guard. Yen gasped but held onto her, patting her back and rubbing her arm. It brought a bit of pain seeing Nihja like this, Yen always had a touch of sympathy in her. She would feel like crying with anothet when she understood what they went through, but being the oldest she fought to maintain a hard outward appearance to set a good leading example for her sisters.

It was the unwritten rule for the oldest sibling to be the hardest, if they cried then what are the younger ones to do? It would only pass on the sadness and escalate things rather then help. She needed to be in mother mode, and right now she was.

It was difficult, but Nihja found it growing easier to confess the further she went on. Yen tightened her fist, finding herself infuriated by what it was these Avians did and almost feeling relief upon hearing what their fate was.

Almost.

Nihja drawed one last breath before laying back in bed, staring up and letting the silence take over. With a deep sigh, Yen shut her eyes and ran her hands through her hair thinking over how to approach the situation they were in.

"Thank you, for telling me this. I know it wasn't easy, and I am thankful you came to me Nihja. Now, both of them are-"

"Yes, they weren't moving and they weren't breathing."

Silence.

"Okay, we can wait this out. If their wasn't anything of proof that you were there, no eye witnesses, then perhaps we can recover from this. You know mother would rather we move."

She nodded.

"I don't know honestly, Nihja. We can wait a few days to see how this goes, but I would rather we share this with mom and da-"

"Don't!" Nihja sat up with a worried look. "I don't want them to jnow what I did, th-they'll call me a murderer..."

Yen held her hand and gave it a slight squeeze. "No one is calling you that sis. You're family, and we always take care of each other. Tell you what, I say we give it one day. If nothing passes over, then we can keep this between us. But if something were to arrive, then we tell them. Okay?"

Nihja gulped but nodded, sadness in her eyes. Yen leaned in and kissed her head, hugging her tightly in comfort. "Don't think to harshly of yourself, dear sister. It wasn't you in control, and that is another thing. You're a succubus now! And unlike our other secret, this one you MUST share with the others. But I won't spoil the surprise, it has to be you to tell them. No pressure, but they will catch on your scent as I did hehe. Can you do that sis?"

Nihja smiled and shook her head in agreement. "Thanks Yen. I... I'm glad we had this. I needed to get it off my chest."

"Of course sis, anytime. I will care for you always."

Yen stood up, brushed her skirt and walked out leaving Nihja alone. She sighed and went back to rest, curling up in her top and shorts. That tingling feeling never left, she had dismissed it as being nervous and perhaps it was but it was also something more. She found herself rubbing her thighs together to discover a slight but of relief.

Aaaaah, that helped.

Closing her eyes, she found her hand exploring herself, touching and groping her own flesh imagining it to be the hand of another. Which myserty mad could it be? Her mind went to work, thinking of anything with a cock to be her dream fantasy. It was the demon side of her, her succubus side that demanded release.

That or relief, they're both interchangeable.

Pushing past the clothing barrier, her fingers felt its familiar territory and began to dig in, sliding through her wet folds and entering inside. She hummed, it was so taboo to do in her own bed with the door wide open. Anyone could walk in and watch to their own leisure, and it turned on her immensely to think of the world spectating as she pleasured herself.

Gods, this is how it will be in the life of a succubus from now on.

I love it.

"Hhhnnnnnn..." Nihja squealed, biting her shirt squeezing her boob and thrusting her fingers deep inside. She clenched around them, drenching them in her fluids once she came. It was quicker then she anticipated, but she didn't mind this time. Was it the perverted thoughts, or the act itself that brought her to this level? Who knows, but she knew one thing as she pulled her hand back and watched the juices glisten off her fingers.

I am a succubus now.

Licking her lips, she brought her fingers down and sucked them dry. Fruity and sweet, yummy.

And I love it!

Sabine passed the hallway before peeping through and changing her shirt, fortunately not noticing Nihja stumbling to hide the wet spot in her shorts.

"Oh, hey Sabine!"

"Hey."

"What are you up to?"

"Eh, gunna go see my friends. They were asking for you, did you have a nice time with them earlier? You can join if you'd like."

"I'm uh... not sure."

What was she to do? She did have a nice time with Sabine's friends before, she supposed it would be something to pass the time. Or she could stay in and rest, maybe sleep in or something.

"So then, you coming with?"