With a little personal time.

With a pull and willing feet you found yourself led to what could be assumed to be Cory's bedroom. You were not quiet however, trying everything to from insults to outright yelling to try to dissuade the course that the suit seemed prepared to put you on. It was all for naught as you were pulled into a room, his groping hands wrapping around your ass as his lips seemed to meet yours. You tried to bite his, an attempt to prevent what was happening, but the collar tightened around your neck and you found yourself unable to put any real pressure down as his tongue snaked his way into your mouth.

Cory would occasionally response, or chuckle even, in a way that made it apparent that he did not hear a word of what you actually said. With your own body acting against you in its latex bondage, you found yourself pushed upon his bed. One of your hands holding yourself steady as the other held your skirt up, showcasing your fake latex cunt to him.

“Please... don't.” you said, speaking in vain to both Cory and the Succubus that held you captive.

“Don't worry, someday you might just live just for these moments.” the succubus suit said. It was strange the way she said it. The tone seemed to be... mixed. In a way, it was sort of her normal mocking tone combined with something else, a faint feeling of being apologetic to it. At least, that might have been what you wanted to hear before you found yourself staring directly into his eyes as your possessed hands started to pull his pants down.

“Your so beautiful,” He said to you, his pants dropping from both your efforts revealing his seven-inch cock. You found yourself pushed harder against his bed as he pushed his body into you, his hands finding your fake tits as very real sensations seemed to be pushed into your actual ones. Every action against your nipples was transferred almost straight through, while his groping turned into a sensation of a caress against an increasingly sensitive chest. The sensitivity was beyond anything you have ever experienced, your attempts at resistance fading as you soon found yourself erupting from the feeling against your fake tits. You're warm spatter landing against your chest.

Your mind blissed out from the experience only partially noticing as his hand slid down into your jizm, his hand making circles against belly while spreading it around. By the time you started realizing what he had been doing he already pulled his fingers away. With barely a moment of respite to understand what happened, you suddenly felt a finger press between your balls and anus, the hand suddenly rubbing the area while covered in your own spunk, his hand slowly moving further down. You clenched your teeth as you felt the edge of his fingers suddenly touch your bud, the caress suddenly shifting has his fingers started to rub your own gunk into the rim.

“God, your wet.” Cory suddenly spoke, a grin emerging on his face as he looked down on you, as your face began to turn red in shame as he stared intently at you.

Cory could not believe how much this girl wanted him. Every single move she made came off as eager to please him. He wrapped his hands around her as they entered his bedroom, his hands grabbing that sweet ass, as their lips met. Her tongue seemed to move coyly around his, his own tongue chasing it as she teased his lip with her teeth, as she seemed to mumble something pleasing.

Cory was long past carrying about her words though, this flirtatious minx making it clear what she was after, as he pushed her onto his bed. She... smiled... at him as one of her hands pulled her skirt up, showing him her bare mound as her eager gaze beckoned him forward. Not one to refuse such an open invitation he pressed himself against her. Listening to her mumble delightfully as he embraced her again, feeling almost euphoric as he felt her reaching for his pants.

“Your so beautiful,” Cory stated, meaning every word as a hand began to unbutton his pants, her hands helping as they released his zipper and pulled. With his pants drawn down, he pushed against her as his hands felt drawn up again to her magnificent breasts, his thumbs toying with the nipples as the rest of his palm squeezed. He leaned against her, pushing even further into his bed, as she seemed to arch her back in pleasure at his touch. One of her hands suddenly reached out, the ring finger seemingly tracing its way along his pecs with a focus he almost didn't believe she could have mustered with how the rest of her was reacting.

One of his hands kept touching her chest, his mind focused on pleasuring... Aida! Her name was Aida! He remembered with joy as his fingers on the hand below began to tease her most intimate parts. He was so thrilled at the sticky wetness his hand encountered as it began to trail downwards, a feeling of satisfaction as he realized how much she was enjoying his fingers, the sheer excitability he could feel as his hand began to toy with her, and how much she seemed to be enjoying his attention from the way she wiggled around.

“God, your wet.” he said, gazing lovingly into her eyes as he brought his hand down to rub it against her excited lips, moving his torso lower at the feeling and feeling the urge to grind his cock against that wonderful softness she had. He smiled as her face flushed with arousal while seeming to cry tears of joy at the pleasure she was receiving.

He began to slide his dick against your fake lips, the sensation seemed to transfer not only to your own but enticing a feeling of pleasure at the stimulating feeling of frottage. Your face was wet, tears streaking down your face In humiliation, but also shame and pleasure, at how it felt being pleasured by another guy. The succubus seemed to take this as the perfect moment to resume activity on the parts of your body not already being directly stimulated. Warm breath began to breathe not only on your neck, but also between your buttcheeks, your suddenly extremely sensitive toes, and even your manhood as the feeling began to increase in intensity the more he seemed to push you. What was worse is you felt the sensation moving, his body backing up after each motion and his erection pushing lower and lower against yours. You were so distracted that it took a few moments to realize the suit began to speak to you again.

“Because I am feeling particularly nice, I will give you a choice." She started, your hand suddenly starting to wrap around his shoulder, "You can let him take you now, in whatever way he wants, and he will always remember this night and the girl he shared it with. He will remember you... Aida, and some small part of his mind will always remember and recognize you regardless of how you look."

"Or... Using your mouth and fake tits you will get him, and his attending teammates, off throughout the night before being allowed to leave covered in the evidence tomorrow, but I'll remove their memory so they won't recognize you after this party."

She giggled as the ramifications of the choice sudden began to dawn on you. Cory would always recognize what I did? What if he tells everyone? But at the same time, the other choice was to suck off the football team, spending the whole night like... some whore getting creamed on. You let out a brief gasp as the feeling of a wet mouth wrapped around your tip. The succubus getting off teasing you while you tried to make this impossible choice.

“I'll get almost the same amount of energy either way. Your reputation, or your innocence, the choice is yours.”