Not like you have a choice.

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Not like you have a choice.

“It's just so nice to see you again!” Cory starts to babble as you worldlessly walk to the passenger side door. The succubi not even offering you a choice before sliding your stuff into the back and hopping into the seat. Your sister looked a bit forlorn before the succubi prodded you to say goodbye. The poor girl has so much on her mind, don't go without saying something!

“We'll talk at lunch, Sarah!”

You said as your possessed arm gave her a wave. It was then that Cory had started to gush at you.

“A real connection, you know? Like we both knew what the other wanted and...”

Ugg. Tool. Came to mind as he continued to drone on about last night. You did your best to block him out. Your mind drifting to the problem of the succubi and her constant presence. For lack of a better word, you began to probe around in your mind, you could usually feel her communicate to telepathically, but now that you have time to think about it, you try to analyze that connection better.

Learn what you can, honey, you're going to need it! Her voice echoed in your head. She seemed entertained as you probed around in your head. With a few mental nudges, you start to feel something... tangible if you focused on it, a presence pushing back in your mind from where she spoke.

Suddenly the presence began to move... just as your possessed hand reached over to Cory's lap. Trying to ignore the distraction, you suddenly felt that the presence had weakened at the point she talked to you. You give a sort of mental nudge to the spot and see something—a flash of thought.

Your stomached groaned, a reminder of the breakfast you largely forgot on the table, as you pushed again.

The texture of a cock against your palm and the excitement radiating off someone as you lowered your head to their...

You pull back as those thoughts strike your mind unexpectedly. Your body suddenly feeling a bit hot and excited at the foreign thought, your eyes shifting over to Cory's lap, an impression of the succubus feelings briefly overwriting your normal reactions. Your stomach rumbles as your hunger grows, a craving, deep and focused, in its unbridled need.

A smile emerged on your lips as the presence returned. Careful, you never know what you might pull out of a devil's mind.

She audibly giggled from your mouth, while your hand pressed against and rubbed the tent in Cory's pants, your mind trying to gather it's strength to push the unwanted alien feelings away. A part of you really wants to give in, to sate that twisted feeling of starvation and desire racking your mind.

That risk can come with rewards though...

You were so distracted that you did not realize the car had come to a stop within the school parking lot. Cory seemed to stare at you intently as your torso began to twist towards him, your fake uniform doing little to contain the latex breasts as they sway with the motion. The succubus doing little other than gently guiding your body, the strange desires you have leaving you clumsy as you shift your position to bring yourself closer to what you need.

Learn enough and you could resist me... even cast me out...

Your hands unzip Cory's pants and reach in to fish out his cock, your cheeks blushing as you remembered last night before his much cock springs out. While it was the same eight-inch length the succubus gave him last night, from this close it seemed so much bigger.

You are far from that though, and I could use my own breakfast, doesn't it smell delicious and mouthwatering?

No! You try to deny what she is saying, but with the lingering impression from her mind, you find your mouth began to water, as your stomach growls loudly once again.

So do you want to give him a nice ole' bee jay for now?

She used your hands to began stroking it, the jock above sucking in air and mumbling something, while your mind begins trying to regain lost ground.

Or... we could do even more. Skip a class for a truly educational experience. Go far enough and I will restore your missing inches... even add a few extras!

If you deny me a taste though... well even such a nice gal as myself can lash out viciously if left hungry.

You pause. The desire is still there but at the moment you have some control. You look at the cock in your latex gripped hands, a feeling of both disgust and need striking you, as you ponder it. Should you give in? You could get back what the succubus stole... or at least get her to leave you alone for a while. It's not like you actually want to feel that thick cock with your hands or taste it with your tongue, but the hunger still remains.