Redhead

"r-redhead." I whimpered, in my lowest voice possible.

Kinzie lifted her head from my ear and had an amused expression on her face.

"Come again?" She asked teasingly, knowing exactly what I had said.

I looked away.

"Redhead." I said, blushing deeply.

"Ooh, perhaps I DID affect you with that Wendy disguise after all!" She said, and I could hear the satisfaction in her voice.

"How long?"

"What? I said, the question catching me off guard.

"How long do you want my hair to be? Longer? Shorter?"

I looked at her current white hair, which barely reached her ears.

"Longer." I croaked. This was very awkward.

"Say when."

And with that, her hair slowly started growing longer, going beneath her ears, and moving down to her neck.

"When!" I said, as it was just above her shoulders.

She smiled at me, and her hair stopped growing. Then, the hair changed into flaming red.

"Anything else? She said, still looking deep into my soul.

"Uh, can you get rid of the tattoos? And get a little less pale? And some-" I gulped, nervously.

"-bigger tits?"

"As you wish."

The flowery tattoos covering her body faded away, and lively, fleshy colour replaced the pale skin. With the way Kinzie was lying atop of you, you could feel her boobs growing larger against your chest. She sat up on him, and allowed you to look at the naked Black Widow with black eyes and demon wings, sitting on top of you.

"Satisfied?" She asked in a sultry voice.

"Yes!" I nodded eagerly.

"Good..."

And with shocking ferocity, she lifted her hands and claws appeared, faster than Wolverine's. You didn't even have time to scream before she plunged them down, and started ripping your shirt to shreds with scary precision. When your chest was completely exposed, she moved down to your pants, and reduced them to atoms as well.

With her violent movements, you couldn't help but wince every time her claws came too close to your cock, but you never felt any pain.

Soon you were lying completely exposed underneath Kinzie, your erect cock trembling in anticipation.

"Well," the demon panted, "looks like your forcefield still protects you from physical harm. Good to know, huh?"

"Wait, what?"

But before you could question her method of figuring out your mortality, she had dived down, taken your cock in your mouth, and everything was bliss.

You felt the warm wetness, completely surrounding your member, and the slimy tongue dancing around it. If you hadn't been completely mindnumb, you would once again have noted just how long Kinzie's tongue was, as it snaked its way all the way around your dick, several times. Then she started sucking, and bopping, up and down, up and down. Seeing as you were a virgin, you had no real way of comparing, but it had to be her demon physiology that made her mouth this WARM. "No real human's mouth could be this warm," you thought to yourself.

Kinzie started going deeper, and deeper, soon, your whole cock was lodged deep in her throat, and yet you could still feel her tonguelicking on the tip. She moved her head up, and resurfaced, stroking your cock as she smiled at you.

"No gag reflex." She said, giving your dick a long lick from balls to head, without even moving her face. "Bonus of dating a Succubus!"

She took the dick in her mouth again, and you could once again feel the slick, tight walls of her throat massage your cock.

You couldn't take it.

You came.

She tried to swallow it all, she really did. But I came literal buckets, much more than any amount a human should logically be able to fire, each spurt just as plentiful and strong as the other. Once her throat had filled up, the cum flooded her mouth, making her cheeks bulge, before her mouth was **** open, and a river of cum poured out. It was glowing blue. Gone were her teasing playfulness, she desperately licked up every drop of blue cum she could spot, her tongue covering my crotch area with warm saliva. Her face was absolutely covered in glowing, ocean-blue semen.

"So I guess that's why I'm called a Blue." I said, my voice shaking after that mindbreaking blowjob.

Kinzie didn't answer. She had licked up every drop of cum she could find, and swallowed all of it. Now, she had begun shaking, and her normally black eyes started glowing bright white light, as if there was a thunderstorm inside her.

"Kinzie?" I asked, unsure of what was happening. She stopped shaking and the darkness took over her eyes once more. She looked at me, an insatiable hunger glinted in her black eyes.

"More." She said.

"More?" I asked, a bit nervously. The low growl in her voice, doubled with her already scary black eyes and wings, made her downright frightening. Still sexy as hell, but now the "hell" aspect had become more noticeable than the "sexy."

"MORE!!" She screamed, and just then, she leaned forward, sliding her tits across my chest, stopping when they were right in fron of my face.

"Uh, Kinzie?" I asked, timidly. She was beginning to really scare me. She wasn't joking or smiling anymore, but seemed to have been taken over by some animalistic need for my cum. And while the thought of that was kinda hot, I worried if I was even capable of climaxing so soon after that river I had just shot down her throat.

"Are you certain this stuff is good for YOUUUU!!!"

I wasn't able to say anymore, as Kinzie hadn't wasted any time hammering herself down upon my cock. Her throat, which I had considered tight, was like putty in comparison to her pussy. Wet, warm and AWESOME as hell, she bounced up and down on me. My virginity was broken in the best way imaginable.

"Come." Kinzie said, making circular movements on my cock.

"Come!" Kinzie urged, snatching up my hands, moving them up to her tits, inviting me to grope them.

"COME INSIDE ME!" She snarled, claws appearing, ripping up my bedsheets while she fucked me ferociously.

"But I just came three minutes ago..."

"I DON'T CARE!" As she screamed, her wings flapped violently, and before I knew, we had soared into the air, made a flip, and then I was looking down at her, while laying on the roof.

I was on my back, pressed up against the roof by Kinzie's body. I looked down at my bed where we had been moments before.

Her wings had somehow gripped the roof, so now she was the only thing keeping me glued to the table, and gravity made sure my dick was always as far down Kinzie 's cunt as it could be. She still thrusted her hips against mine, whispering about how I should cum inside her pussy, how much she needed it, what a big loser I was, and that I should just do one thing right in my pathetic life.

"You want me to come?!" I yelled at her, angry with her. "Fine! Fucking take it!" And then I thrusted hard against her, while she still moved her hips up and down.

I could feel myself getting close again, which was odd seeing as I had only cummed six minutes ago. Not that I was thinking about it that much, as I was far too busy destroying Kinzie's vagina in a mindless rage.

Then, I felt it release in an orgasm even greater than the one before.

"YEEEES!" Kinzie shouted, as the first spurts flooded her inner walls. I shooted far and deep inside her, and felt that it was about the same amounts as when I came in her mouth. Soon, her pussy was flooded much like her mouth had been. Cum started pouring out of her, even though the hole was still covered by my jizz-exploding dick.

Like before, as she absorbed the cum, her eyes turned from darkest night to brightest day, lighting up in a blinding light, as she started shaking. Her wings lost their grip on the roof, and we fell down on my bed, me still on top of her, my cock lodged in her pussy. For a minute we just lied there, looking eachother in the eyes.

Her eyes was swallowed by darkness again, and she stopped shaking.

"I'm gonna have so much fun with you." She said, smiling exhausted.

Then, she passed out on my bed, and I followed moments later. We lied there, unmoving, dick inside her, my bedsheets ripped apart, and covered in both of our bodily fluids.

I could die happy now.

THE NEXT MORNING.

I awoke to some sharp sunlight, stabbing into my tired eyeballs. I scrunched up my face, and raised my hand to shield my face from the unwanted light. Then I realized where I was lying.

In my bed. On my pillow. I opened my eyes, and my clothes were on, totally unscathed. I wasn't lying on top of a naked sex demon, who had begged me for cum the night before.

No.

There wasn't any black-eyed, bewinged shapeshifter that I could have sex with whenever I wanted.

No!

This had simply been the longest, most vividly realistic wet dream I had ever had.

"No..." I mumbled, holding my hand to my face. I could feel my eyes starting to swell. I was actually going to cry over my fantasy not being real.

The sun was still too bright.

I rolled over to my left side, to get away from the brightness... and froze.

Right in front of my face, was the most despicable human I'd ever seen.

Picture a woman, a really, REALLY old woman, like the human equivalent of finding a milk carton expired by a few millennia, shriveled up in the fridge leaking stuff that you just know shouldn't be within a radius of ten kilometers of your body at any time.

Her face could hardly be seen, it was so shrunken up, lone white hairs were sparsely placed on her head. Her eyes seemed to be leaking a strange, thick, black liquid, and her teeth, oh god, her teeth were inhuman, thin like needles, and too long for her mouth, so they just stood up by a few centimeters, pointing in every direction, like an anglerfish from the deep sea.

Something this old, something this atrocious, should not be alive. Yet, as I stared at it in horror, it moved it's mouth, the teeth splitting apart, and it made sounds.

Not any sensible actual words, more like a gurgle, as if its lungs were filled with this black liquid, allowing no speaking. As if that wasn't enough, the gurgling was oodly distorted, as if coming from a radiospeaker, just getting enough signal to be heard, but filled with **** static.

I let out the loudest scream I had ever muttered, I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

Then I heard footsteps from outside my door, running up the stairs. I took my eyes off the eldritch horror lying next to me, and looked at the door open up. My heart was beating fast, feeling as if it would jump straight out of my chest any second now.

And then I saw my mom standing in my doorway, looking at me with worrisome eyes.

"Sweetie, what's the matter?!" She asked, panting slightly. I could tell she had run up the stairs when she heard me scream.

I tried speaking, still getting over my shock.

"M-m- Monster... I- bed..."

"Honey, did you have a nightmare?" She asked, concerned.

I braced myself to face the abomination next to me again, but when I looked to my left, it was gone, without a trace. I stared at the spot where I swear it had been laying, with the inhuman face, and black eyes-

I put two and two together, and felt like a fucking idiot.

Much calmer, I turned to my mom again.

"Yes. I had a horrible nightmare."

"Oh, sweetie!" Mom exclaimed, and sat down on my bed to give me a hug. As she reassured me everything was alright, my eyes searched the room behind her back, determined to find anything out of place.

After some seconds, my eyes fell on my closet door, opened just slightly, and saw a flicker of movement from inside.

"Thanks mom, it was just really scary, but you can go now, I'm okay." I said, eager to get my mom to leave, so I could have a word with a certain demon.

"You poor thing. I'll go down and make some breakfast, come down when you're ready, okay?"

"Yeah, thanks mom!"

She was halfway out of my door when I called out to her.

"Uh, hey, Mom?"

She looked back at me.

"Yes, dear?"

"Did, uh..." I hesitated, trying to find a way to phrase my question.

"...did you and Monique sleep well?"

I could see my Mom's face blush deeply.

"Oh, uh, y-yeah. I guess we m-must have fallen a-asleep when we g-got home. Rough day and all!" She stuttered, her face scarlet, and bearing a **** smile.

Holy shit! She remembers! Probably thinks it was a dream, but still.

I **** a smile myself.

"Alright! Well, that's good!" I said, in an overly cheery voice.

"Y-yes dear." My mom stuttered, still blushing hard. "Well, I'm gonna go down... and... make some... breakfast..." She mumbled and awkwardly closed the door.

I waited until I heard her descending footsteps down the stairs.

Then I spoke out in my room.

"Alright, Kinzie..." I looked toward the closet. "...what the fuck?"

The closet door opened slowly, and the horrible old woman came out, arms stretched out, moving in an exaggerated typical zombie walk. Her black eyes dripped black liquid on my floor, her black wings much more noticeable now.

The mouth with the needleteeth moved up and down, and I could actually hear words now, still in the heavily gurgling distorted voice.

"Ooga booga! Heya sonny, lemme gobble on your cock."

"You have issues, Kinzie." I said, deadpan.

Kinzie threw her saggy head back and laughed. As she laughed, the flaps in her skin stretched out, and I watched her become younger, and more beautiful. The teeth shrunk, the liquid retreated, the hair growed, and became flowing black. The gargled distorted voice became that of a giggly schoolgirl, which fit, as Kinzie was now wearing an actual, japanese schoolgirl's uniform.

"You should have seen the look on your face!" She said, inbetween breaths. "You were all like 'waaah my clothes are ok, it musta been a dream! Oh whyy cruel world, uhh, the sun is shining! Better turn around!'"

She shrieked with laughter again, before spreading her wings and rolling around in the air, clutching her stomach.

"You're absolutely hilarious." I said sarcastically.

The truth is, after getting over the scare, I was so relieved that Kinzie was real after all. Even looking away from the amazing sex, I had come to actually appreciate her mannerisms and personality. The corpse-lady, while terrifying, WAS a funny prank to pull, and no one got hurt. I watched Kinzie zooming around your room in her school uniform, laughing, and I couldn't help but crack a smile. A demon, sexy as hell, funny as hell, most likely from Hell, and she was now my girlfriend? What on earth had I done to deserve that?

Then I realized what she had said.

"Hey, Kinzie." I said. Her wings stopped flapping, and she landed on the foot of my bed.

"What's up, fuckmachine?" She said, cheerfully crawling on top of me.

"What DID happen to my clothes? If I recall correctly, you ripped them to shreds last night?" I said, not letting the hot girl currently sliding up my body distract me. Too much, that is.

"To shreds, you say?" She laughed, as I groaned at her lame joke. "Oh yeah, this is actually totally fucking awesome. Remember that glowing blue cum you filled me with last night?" She said, as she moved her head down and licked my neck.

I refused to be aroused by the hot, wet tongue, slowly sliding across my sensitive skin, leaving a trail of saliva across it, as I felt her boobs pressed against my own chest... although with that description I guess it was pretty clear that I had failed miserably.

"Filled you with is the correct term of phrase." I said, while trying to ignore the rising sensation I felt in my pants. "How the fuck did so much come out?"

Kinzie reached down to my crotch and felt for the growing bulge. She leaned her body up, and gave me a satisfied smile.

"I wouldn't worry about that. You've most likely had the Presence inside you your whole life, which naturally leads to some buildup. Since the magic cum could only come out once a partner pleased you sexually, it makes sense that you would cum rivers the first time." Kinzie explained as she lowered my pants and started rubbing my cock. I tried keeping my head clear.

"That doesn't make a lick of sense, and it seems REALLY convenient."

"That's magic for you!" She said with a shrug, and stroked my still hardening prick faster. "Be thankful it was someone as loving and understanding as me who was your first time. Normal girls might not be into getting the Niagara Falls inside them after blowing a guy."

"Understanding and loving..." I said, thoughtfully. "Didn't you rip my clothes to pieces, growl at me, and fucked me upside down on my roof last night?"

"Oh, hush." She said, shamelessly. She raised her hand to her mouth, and spit into it for lubrication, and returned it to my now fully erect dick as she kept explaining.

"Getting back to your resurrected clothes, remember what happened when you came in me?"

"Yeah, yeah, uh..." I mumbled. Forming coherent sentences while getting stroked off so skillfully was as hard as the thing she was jerking. "Your eyes, they turned all white and glowey."

"Precisely!" Kinzie said. "What you saw was me absorbing the magical properties of your cum, making me more powerful, in terms of magic. Previously, the most magic I could do was spread a few pheromones to make already horny teenagers lose their minds. After juicing me up, I could cast actual spells, including" She snapped her finger, and a bright spark erupted from the tip. "Reparo!"

"That can't be the name of the spell." I said.

"Hey, I like J.K. Rowling!" Kinzie said, mock offended. "She is a great lay! Very kinky."

I gaped at her. "You... you can't have..."

She winked at me. "You believed me there for a second though, right?"

I sighed. "Well, thank you for fixing my clothes then. I better get down for breakfast then..."

I made a halfhearted attempt to get up, which Kinzie quickly thwarted by laying her hand (now slightly sticky from the masturbation) on my chest, pushing me back down.

"Ah, ah, ah!" She said. "On every hour, of every day. That's what we agreed to. I need to be juiced up again, right now."

She lifted up her miniskirt on the japanese school uniform she was wearing, revealing a very bare, very smooth vagina. She motioned to position it on top of my raging boner.

Oh well. I layed back, and enjoyed the show, smiling widely.