Accept Their Gift

“What kind of gift?” You ask suspiciously.

The succubus pulls out a piece of shiny fabric.

“You’d have to try these on for us.”

“Um, on what?”

“They’re panties girl, I know yours are in a bunch, but you should still recognize them.”

“Just try them on and you’ll leave this plane willingly, forever?”

“Yes, at least until someone summons us back.” She cups her breast and makes an O face. “You know we’re people pleasers.”

“And, I can just take them off after you leave?”

“Sure thing, sweetie.”

“How do we make the deal.”

“In the manner of Succubi. We promise to leave this plane of existence if you willingly try on our beautiful gift. Now you just kiss me to seal the deal.”

You keep your hand on your mace as you lean in. Your lips meet and you feel your sex get wet. Indeed, you feel incredibly aroused. You wonder if this was their plan all along. You focus your mind on your mother’s experiments at cooking meatloaf. You feel the heat in your sex cool and you break the kiss.

“Our deal is sealed!” The succubus announces. “Now just slip these on and we’ll be going.”

You slip off your panties, fold them neatly and place them in your pack. You slip one leg into the panties, then stretch the elastic material and slip in the other.

You pull them up and the succubi clap with girlish glee.

“Well I guess it’s time for us to say goodbye. Take this amulet. It will allow you to summon us in case you have…questions.”

You take it. “Not happening. Now begone.”

With that they break out into laughter and disappear into sulfurous smoke.

You laugh. Now that you’re gone you can take their gift off. You attempt to slide your finger between the fabric and your skin. Only you can’t. You try to push the panties down, but they are incredibly tight and don’t budge.

You sit down and wonder how you’re going to pee. You touch your finger to your clit and you feel intense arousal. Then the panties seem to part and you have easy access. You slip a finger in your sex and feel a wonderful sensation. You loose track of time, lost in a haze of pleasure.

A loud noise snaps you out of it.