She answers truthfully.

Eliza took a deep breath, unsure if what she was about to say was the best choice or not.

“There...is one person who knows, my best friend. I trust him, he won’t tell anyone I swear.” The weight of the aura on her vanished, Geneviene giving her a soft smile.

“Thank you for telling the truth. We haven’t had any reports of Mystic talk in your area, so I do believe he hasn’t said anything. We won’t hurt Jason so don’t worry, though he will need to be sworn to secrecy through a pact.” Eliza let out a sigh of relief.

“That does make me feel better...wait, I never said his name.” Geneviene smiled slyly at her. She didn’t have to answer her question, Eliza was pretty sure the answer anyway. Considering they have the ability to wipe someone's mind, it didn’t seem too far off that they could read them too. It would explain the sudden surge of aura that was thrust upon her.

“Anyway, Kat, if you could perform the secrecy pact with Jason, then I don’t see any issue with his continued knowledge.”

“Yeah, I can do that.” Kat nodded her head. Geneviene looked up at the clock, getting up from her seat.

“Well then, I think we have everything settled.” She waved her hand towards the stack of papers, and a pen rose up from the desk and began writing on it’s own. “I have much to talk about with the other council members, you two able to find your own way out?” They both nodded, standing up from the chairs. As soon as they did the chairs started sinking into the floor, the chairs disappearing until no evidence was left but an empty section of ground. The two women left Geneviene, only getting a courteous farewell from the receptionist as they walked outside into the city.

The streets seemed to have quieted down during their conversation. They were still pretty full of foot traffic, but nothing in comparison to before. Nevertheless Kat still draped her aura over Eliza in a protective manner, whether it was needed or not. Eliza’s stomach growled as hunger set in. While she had no clue how long they’ve been in Home Realm, it was long enough to have missed a meal. She thought of maybe grabbing some food from one of the many vendors around, but then again, the thought of being stared at didn’t sound worth it. Not to mention the aspect of paying, as she had no idea what they used for money here anyway. She figured she’d just wait to return home.

“Well, I’m glad that went smoothly.” Kat said, letting out a small sigh.

“Yeah. Um...if it’s not too much to ask, but what is your relationship with Geneviene, you two seemed familiar with each other.” Kat didn’t answer right away, taking a deep breath and scratching the back of her head.

“I’ve seen her personally a couple of times. I...would be what you would call a troublemaker around here.”

“I see, can't say I'm surprised." Kat gave her a small scowl, but didn't retort back. "I assume some of that had to deal with Raul?”

“Please don’t get me started on him.” She said with distain in her voice. “He’s a filthy piece of scum.”

“You dated him in the past, didn’t you?”

“What!? No!” She defended herself, though with that reaction, Eliza was pretty sure she hit the nail on the head. Though she didn’t push it, the last thing she wanted was to incur Kat's wrath. Eliza ended up changing the topic, small talking with Kat until they came upon a building. Glancing around the area, Eliza realized they were in the same spot where the altercation with Raul happened. Thankfully, the blue balled demon was nowhere to be found to the relief of Eliza. Kat lead them into what Eliza now saw was a storefront.

The clerk was a male man, though he was covered in a combination of blue to green feathers. They ran across head and down to his arms, where they formed a set of wings. His chest was bare and well built, probably a result of flying everywhere, or at least Eliza assumed he could fly. Apparently wearing a shirt was optional in Home Realm, though you didn’t see Eliza complaining, taking in the sight. She couldn’t help but admire the man’s body, her gaze shifting down his chest and abs and to his crotch. It wasn’t covered in the traditional sense, instead a dense assortment of feathers acted like shorts that helped to keep him modest.

“Ah, welcome back.” The man said, his voice being a slightly higher pitch than Eliza would have imagined. “I just finished that order for you.” He placed down a small stone on the counter, which looked very similar to the recall stone that Skye had given her. Kat thanked the man and turned to walk out, apparently already paying for whatever it was. Eliza followed, but not without giving the man one last look over. Once out in the street once more, Eliza spoke up.

“Isn’t that a recall stone? I thought you said they were rare.”

“They are, cause this isn’t a recall stone.” She held out the stone for Eliza to take. Grabbing out her own stone as a reference, she did notice that the etchings were different, though in what ways and why she didn’t know. Kat continued talking. “We’ll be able to use one of the rooms back in the hub building to get back home, this stone will dictate where we will return. By default we would appear where we were last on Earth, which would be your school’s courtyard. You can probably guess why that wouldn’t be a good thing.”

“I see. Where will that take us then?”

“Back to your apartment. That place specialized in teleportation stones and guidance stones, so having them make one take us there was rather simple. But it takes time, they have to make it to order after all, that’s why I stopped there first.” Kat looked away, her face showing a slight tinge of guilt from before. They walked the rest of the way in relative silence, finally coming up on the building where they first arrived.

Upon entering the building, Eliza was surprised to hear, hooves clacking? As they walked through the lobby area and into the hallway, through one of the doors appeared a large minotaur man. The large man had to duck to get through the doorway, his large bull horns also making the task difficult as he twisted his neck. From the neck up and waist down was covered in brownish black fur, his head taking the shape of a bull. His wide shoulders and tall frame took up a majority of the hallway, looking like a stage boss that had to be beaten to pass. As the two woman approached, the man stepped to the side, pushing himself against the wall to give enough room.

Eliza is hit with the minotaur's musk as her head passed mere inches away from his bare chest. A mixture of sweat and natural odors entered her nostrils, making her head slightly spin as her sexual urge resurfaced. With everything that happened, she almost forgot she needed to feed soon. Though with a man that large, he would no doubt be supporting a package of similar proportions. Eliza was unsure if her body could handle something that large, though that didn't stop her mind vividly fantasizing about the act.

She imagined a huge cock sticking out at attention from the minitour's crotch. It's girth would be comparable to her forearm, and probably around the same length as it too. He would pick her up with one beefy arm, using his other to rip the clothes off her body. She would grasp onto his chest as he lowered her down onto his member, his lower head forcibly splitting her lips apart. Eliza would groan as her pussy was spread much wider than she thought would be possible, quivering in anticipation to the fucking she was about to endure. He'd push her down in one go, her body not long enough to take the entire shaft. It would hit her womb and she would orgasm instantly, the girthy member gorging out a path through her insides as it **** her inner walls apart. He would begin to pump her up and down effortlessly, her weight being nothing for his bulging muscles. Eliza's mind would go blank as her ass bounced up and down on the massive cock, continuously cumming as he galivanted her into the street. Others would watch, their heads turning as he continued to use her like his personal fucktoy. He would quicken the pace, jackhammering her pussy so ferociously that it would make Eliza almost black out in ecstasy. His cock would then begin to swell to an even larger size, the man getting ready to release his seed inside of her. With one last thrust the minitour's cock would explode, releasing a stream of semen like a firehose into her deepest parts. The viscous liquid would scorch her insides, filling her up more than she ever felt before. It would start to overflow, leaking out as he unsheathed his cock. He would toss her on the ground, leaving her pussy oozing cum as she jerked in lustful pleasure.

With her daydream taking up most of her brain power, she snapped back to reality to find herself within the teleportation chamber once more. A drop of drool spilled out the corner of her mouth and she felt an acute wetness in her pants as she leaked pussy juice into her panties. All of which Kat, thankfully, didn't seem to take notice in. "Alright, stand in the center, I'm not sure exactly how far the range is for this." She said, pointing at the center of the circle. Eliza did as instructed, stealthily wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth. She made sure to stand in the direct center of the circle, not wanting to find out what would happen if any part of her hung over the edge. Kat walked around her, holding her hand down towards the symbol on the ground. She appeared to be pumping her essence into the symbol, it starting to glow a faint red color.

Once she was finished imbuing the circle with her essence, she approached Eliza from behind. She pressed her voluptuous body into Eliza’s back, her arms wrapping around her stomach and squeezing their bodies together. Eliza bit her lip, her fantasy from earlier making Kat's touch feel much more erotic than it should have felt. Kat’s right hand held the guidance stone, which she started to lift upwards. It made it's way up her stomach and **** it's way under her shirt and in between her breasts, her hand holding it firmly against the valley of her chest. Eliza began to wonder just how much of this stunt was necessary and how much was just Kat having fun, but she wasn't given the chance to voice any concerns. She felt a blast of Kat’s aura fill the room, the runic symbol now glowing a bright red that was almost blinding. The stone heats up between her breasts, almost to the point of burning her before it began to crack. It felt like Kat was crushing a hot egg shell on her chest, the stone crumbling and dissolving until nothing was left. Then a familiar falling feeling overtook her as the room began to rise and they fell through the floor.

The magic stretched and pulled at her body in the complete darkness. This time Eliza was more prepared, closing her eyes as the world flashed into being. She felt her feet touch the ground, but buckled slightly as her footing was off. Thankfully, the arms that were wrapped around her caught her before she fell to the ground again, Eliza now thankful for Kat's close proximity. Kat's hand was still in the middle of her chest, her arm slightly pushing her one breast upward as she leaned into the demon's embrace. She held it there for longer then necessary before finally releasing Eliza from the back hug.

“Perfect, looks like that went smoothly, though I do hate how much energy that takes. I just fed yesterday and now I feel like I need to feed again.” Eliza looked around the room and saw that they were in fact back in her apartment. A sigh of relief escaped her lips, glad to be surrounded by familiarity again. She then turned to Kat with a question.

“About that, will feeding always be an almost everyday thing or does it slow down? Cause honestly it’s kind of tiring and troublesome.” Kat gave her a large, sympathetic smile.

“Don’t you worry sweetie, it’s only like that at the start. You feel like that because your essence levels are low, and new succubi like you release their auras like broken faucets. Actually, that’s a good next step.” She said with a glint in her eye. “While you’re out and about at school or work or whatever, you should try to restrain your aura expulsion. It’ll help with your aura control, as well as subdue your cravings a bit.” Eliza nodded her head, but then her words hit her, work. She frantically looked at the clock. The color from her face drained as she saw the time. Ten minutes. That was all the time she had to make it to the bus stop...and the stop was ten minutes away.

"Shit, I'm going to be late for work!" Eliza scrambled to her room, disrobing her clothes and throwing them where ever they fell. She didn't care that she was stripping in front of Kat, ripping her pants off as she burst into her room. Kat followed behind the scantily clad Eliza, snickering slightly at her panic.

"It's alright darling." Kat tried to calm her down, but failed to do so.

"It's not alright, if I miss the bus I'll be-fuck." Eliza crashed to the ground as she struggled to get her tighter workpants on. Kat rolled her eyes and giggled under her breath, gesturing her hand forward. A gust of aura hit Eliza as she found that her pants magically put themselves on. Riiiiiiiiight. Eliza felt kind of stupid now, forgetting all about the powers in her possession. Taking her work shirt in hand, she visualized it wrapping around her body. She let out a surge of aura before placing it against her chest. Looking down, she was happily surprised to find that it her shirt was indeed put on, though it was a little bunched up at places.

"Look at you." Kat said with admiration, a smirk on her lips.

"Yeah, that's great and all, but I'm probably going to miss the bus, even if I sprint there." Eliza put her shoes on and tried to use her aura to tie them. When it didn't work she scurried to do it the old fashioned way.

"It's alright, I think you'll manage. You know what, try this. Pump your aura into your legs like you did earlier. Pool it there and run, I think you'll surprise yourself."

"Really? Will that work?" She glanced at the time again. "Fuck. Ok, I'll give it a try." Only 7 minutes remained. She sprinted out the door and down the stairs, almost falling on her face as she reached the bottom. Her chest bobbed up and down uncomfortably as she ran down the street, her bra doing nothing to restrict their movement. She passed by one man who couldn't help but stare at her bouncing tits as she sprinted past, but she didn't pay it any mind, only worried about making it in time. It didn't take long for her legs to start burning, running not being her forte. Remembering Kat's advice, she figured she might as well give it a go. It was hard to concentrate on pooling her aura, being in motion as she was. Even so after a few moments she felt her aura travel down her chest and over her legs. The burning sensation began to die down as she felt the burden of running also draining away. It started to feel like she was gliding across the ground, her body only exerting the same energy as if she was walking. And...was she going faster? Yeah, she was definably going faster. She marveled at her speed and ease of running. This aura stuff was the shit.

Eliza barely managed to make it to the bus stop in time, waving her arms frantically as the bus was about to pull away. It started for a moment before stopping abruptly a couple feet down. She finally relaxed as the door opened in front of her, letting out a sigh of relief. With a run like that, Eliza expected herself to be panting like a dog in heat, but her breath was barely harder than normal. She would have to experiment some more with this aura stuff.

The ride to work was uneventful. Eliza did do as Kat had said though, doing her best to restrain her flow of aura until she got to her work. She clocked in and was instantly tasked with waiting on tables. At first her mind wasn't into working, it being too focused on her aura management. She struggled through the first couple of hours, but as her shift went on she found it getting easier and easier to control her aura. She even started purposely bathing customers in her aura to get better tips, and it seemed to be working. It was only half way through her shift and she had already made almost double her usual haul.

That was until a group of frat boys came in, six of them, that were placed in her section. She started with her usual spiel as she handed out menus. A collective aura tickled her senses as she could feel the air of lust emanating from the teens. It was very faint, but Eliza wondered if she could use this to her advantage. As she took their drink orders, she flooded the table with her essence, the air of desire growing within the group. Leaving to get their drinks, she overhears them murmuring about her looks, which brings a smile to her face. She returned with their drinks and was about to walk away, but one of the guys spoke up.

"Hey Eliza, don't leave just yet." Raising an eyebrow, Eliza stopped in her tracks and turned around. The small trickle of aura she felt before was starting to grow as the others seemed to be waiting for something in anticipation. The guy cleared his throat. "The guys an' me wanted to give you an offer. You have a smoking hot bod, that much is obvious, and we were wondering if we could..." He paused, grabbing out his wallet. "maybe see a bit more of it." The other boys at the table mimicked his actions, grabbing out their own wallets. They each took out a $100 bill and handed it to the one talking, who added his own. "How 'bout $600 to...lift that shirt of yours and give us a look at the goods?"

Eliza looked at the group, staring blankly. A part of her wanted to tell them off, but then again this was most likely her fault to begin with. Besides, it was $600, that's a lot of fucking money. Once the shock of it all wore off, Eliza glanced around the restaurant. The six teens were set up in a corner booth, her back to the main part of the restaurant. It was feasible to flash her tits without getting caught, and it would mean one hell of a pay day if she did. She pondered on it for a moment, the guys starting to get antsy at her extended silence.