Drain them both (warning: Horror)

"Ugh, ahh... nnnh, yahhh!"

Nihja panted feeling Pierre's cock pulse and squirt out his seed, feeling its sticky substance land on her neck and chest. The avian continued squeezing her breasts together, massaging his dick snuggled between them and feeling lost and drunk in his orgasm. By this point it had been his sixth load and it was beginning to hurt, and yet still he remained harder then ever.

Vadam too felt he was about to burst, using Nihja's head hanging off the edge of the bed and face fucking her hard. She welcomed it after all, and soon she was rewarded as she was filled with another yummy mouthful. Her tongue lapped up and down the tip inside, her lips sealed around him to milk every drop he had left to offer.

Unfortunately, it was too much for him.

Vadam sighed, unable to regain his breath fully as he slipped out of the succubus' mouth. Stumbling backwards, he lost his footing and fell back sliding against the wall before sitting down. Soon his head hung down and his eyes closed as the bird remained still.

Pierre was too far gone to take notice, having enough strength to pull back and collapse into bed. Nihja swallowed the leftover cum in her mouth before rolling over to sit atop her last boy toy. She sat there, observing his tool and stroking it lightly with the tips of her fingers.

"So hard, so big, all for me." She giggled, her red eyes flashing as her skin now had changed from its natural flesh color into a pale white, completing her transformation. Now in front of him lie a new woman, a Lesser Succubus. Small horns rested on her head, a thin pointed tail waved playfully behind her, and her demonic eyes glowed a ruby red color as she licked her lips, revealing sharpened white teeth. No wings of course, the one difference between a true succubus and a lesser succubus.

"Nnnh, I need... to stop.."

"Shhhh," Nihja leaned forward and kissed his beak before lifting up and sitting back down with him inside her, now more painful then pleasurable to the avian. "Take me like a true lover and give in. I'm still hungry, so be a good boy and feed me."

Nihja came to, rubbing her aching head and rolling over. She bumped into something, her vision regaining focus she was able to see it was Pierre on his side sleeping. She groaned, feeling as if a Giant had hit her head on. What was it that happened last night?

She recalled being invited for dinner by Vadam and Pierre, then she was feeling tipsy, perhaps from too much wine maybe? Then, something else... Nihja shook Pierre softly, sitting up in bed and catching sight of Vadam sitting against the wall still. She spun Pierre onto his back and shook him by the shoulders.

He wasn't breathing. Neither was Vadam.

She squealed, jumping back and falling off the bed. It happened, she hit her second puberty but something went too far, she had overdone it. Her breathing quickened, she felt tears swelling up as she quickly grabbed her clothes and started dressing up, unlocking and pushing out the door, kicking away the camera in the process.

Running through the streets, Nihja felt as alone as ever. She was confused, having no idea what came over her. As far as she was aware, only her sisters could help her now with the answers to so many questions. Of course, one other person cane to mind but she silently weaped thinking her mother would be most upset with her after tonight. It was stupid going with them, she knew that now. But she didn't think it through.

"Hey, stop right where you are!"

They had her now, she was done for.

"Turn around."

She obeyed, coming face to face with the soldier who had asked her for a pass when coming through earlier.

"I know you, what happened to your bird friends? You know you can only freely leave with one of them still around. Guests aren't supposed to be alone if they don't have a pass with."

She swallowed, at least it was just him but she couldn't tell him the truth. Her hands grew sweaty and she felt a lump forming in her throat as this man stepped closer, sword in his sheath.

"Miss? Where are your friends? If you don't have a pass I'll have to take you to the holding cell for further inspection. Now where are your acquaintances?"

She was cornered, but not done for. Not yet at least. Nihja sucked in her breath, she still had a few options. As a lesser succubus, sex was clearly a natural thing for her to adapt to. She could bargain with him, maybe provide a sexual favor in return for a freebie this one night. Or, she could attempt to talk her way out of it. Or perhaps... the violent way out...