The incubus

by Yoni

Rating: mature
Tags: Fleur de Lis, Human, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Other, Romance, Sex
Length: 15442

David found himself in Equestria. David found himself turned into an Incubus. David is in deep shit.

David was a jolly human. He was the kind of man that would help a lady cross the street, or would climb a tree to save a cat. Unfortunately for David, fate had other plans for him. A sudden car crash sends David across worlds and straight into the wilderness of Gaia.

And to throw even more chaos into the mix, David turned into one of the most cunning and dangerous beasts known to Equestria and beyond, an incubus.

In other words, David is fucked, quite literally.

Published 2015-12-31 08:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-02-11 02:56:54 UTC

A new beginning [Edited]

Fifty years ago...

Fuck

What a meaningful word. It can be used is so many different situations.

Double fuck…

Of course, the most prominent use of the word comes from the need to vent out frustration, not to mention that there is something overly satisfying in saying the word 'Fuck' aggressively.

Fuuuuuck…

I sure as hell won't stop saying it, but I have a very good reason why. Because you see… I'm fucked.

Hmm… maybe I should elaborate.

It all started last night. I was on my way back home from my friend's house when it started raining like crazy. Seriously this winter sucked. Anyway, my car decided that it did not need my front lights so they went out… just as I was driving next to a cliff.

Suffice to say, I don't think my car insurance will cover the amount of damage my shitty car sustained, though at the time I was more worried about the piece of metal that pierced my chest.

It was not fair. I was a decent person. I payed my bills on time, avoided drugs and alcohol, and worked hard. I did all this and asked for nothing in return. And what is my reward for this? A fucking metal rod through my heart. If I did believe in God then, I sure as hell do not believe in him now.

I tried to open my sore eyes only to hiss when the sun decided that I have not suffered enough. It took me some time to get used to the light and when I did I discovered something quite shocking.

"Where the hell am I?"

Nothing was how it was supposed to be. I lived in a small town on the mountains, with forests stretching for miles in every direction. Instead of the tall pine trees I expected to see, I was standing in the middle of field. Long grass stretched as far as the eye can see. On one side I saw a distant line of trees and on the other side loomed a huge mountain. A river flowed next to me with sparkling and seemingly clean water.

A sudden feeling of dryness forced me on my knees as I dunked my face into the water and drank greedily, the cool water felt so refreshing on my face and neck.

As I rose back up, the water trickled down on my body. One thing became apparent. I was butt naked.

"Oh come on! Really?!" I yelled.

I must have been exceptionally cruel to puppies in my past life to deserve this kind of punishment!

I would have probably stayed all day like that, wailing and cursing. But then I felt something behind me, or more precisely, on me. Some of the water that dripped down my back ran down on something that did not feel like my back. It felt it like it was part of my body but I've never felt anything like it before.

I turned my head and tried to look at my back to the best of my abilities, and that is when I noticed something truly fucked up.

Wings! I had bat-like wings!

I managed to grasp my new limb, bringing it to my front and careful not to pull too hard. It felt weird having wings, but also surprisingly natural. I let my new wing out of my grasp and managed to flex them just as easily as it would with my arms. I was so busy admiring my new wings that I jumped out of my skin when something brushed against my leg.

I looked down, ready to stomp the bug into paste when I saw what appeared to be a black snake crawling up my leg. Naturally, I stomped it.

"Mother fucker!"

Holy shit, that was my tail! I just stomped on my newly formed tail with full force! I fell down on the grass and curled into a ball of pain. During my time of misery, my wings instinctively curled around me, shielding me from the outside world. I would have freaked out if I was not in so much pain.

Once the pain on my tail turned into an aching thump, I regained my footing and examined my new tail. Just like my wings, it too, felt completely natural and I had full control of it. It was smooth and black, just like my wings, and ended with a flat heart-shaped tip.

"Huh, neat. Fucked up, but otherwise pretty neat," I mumbled. After that I decided to check the rest of my bodies for new oddities. My legs seemed pretty normal. So was my chest. I then approached the river and knelt down, examining my face.

At first I thought my face was fine, but then I detected a few black blobs reflecting of the surface of the distorted water. I brought my hands towards my head and started feeling it, and what I felt left me more than a little shocked.

Admittedly, I should have expected this by now, but I wasn't really thinking clearly. I had not one, but two pairs of black horns. The first pair was located above my forehead and it was barely visible against my dark brown hair. The second pair… well, there was no way in hell I could hide it. The second pair was located at the very top of my head and it was probably half the length of my face. And to put the cherry on the cake, I had freaking cat-like ears. I mean come on! I was not even sure I was a human anymore.

My head was drowning with thoughts and questions. How did I get here? Where exactly is 'here'? What happened to me?

I spent a good portion of my time freaking out. I kept touching my new body parts, mumbling how it was all just a dream and I was simply out cold on my friend's couch. But no matter how much I wanted it to be just a bad dream, everything simply felt too real, and I was reminded yet again of the fact that I was naked and it was about to turn night.

It wasn't until I head shuffling behind me that I snapped out of my thoughts. My ears swiveled –seriously, they did- towards the noise, and I soon afterwards.

What I saw completely threw me off guard.

Not ten feet in front of me stood a woman. Stupidly sexy woman I might add. She had the deepest shade of ginger hair I have ever seen and piercing dark blue eyes. Her face was lightly peppered with freckles across her cheeks and nose. Her body was completely concealed under thick layers of furs.

"Aren't ye cold?"

"Wh-what…?" I asked, dumbstruck.

She look down and pointed at my dick, her other hand shot across her mouth as she giggled. "You look a wee bit cold," she said with what sounded like a light Scottish accent.

I looked down and immediately covered my shriveling junk, cheeks heating up. I stammered for a few moments before I managed to find my words again.

"L-Look, I just woke like this, okay? I don't know where I am or what's going on."

The woman stopped giggling and stared at the sun, which was about halfway beneath the horizon. She then looked at me again with a strange look, sympathy perhaps? I could see an inner struggle reflecting on her eyes. Something was bothering her, and I seemed to be the main subject.

"Look, I know this sounds crazy, but you must believe that I'm a human like you. I do not know how I got the wings, or the tail, or the horns, but if you could just point me towards the nearest town I would be ever so grateful," I said.

The woman stared at me for a long while before she shook her head. "I can't let ye go, not like this. This place is dangerous when night falls, and our kind is not welcomed in towns." Before I could voice out my confusion, she spoke up again, "I know you are confused, but ye need to trust me. I could take you to someplace safe."

I exchanged looks between the setting sun and the woman, red flags went off in my mind. Should I really trust a stranger, especially as odd as this one? And what did she mean by 'our kind'?

More questions filled my mind as I pondered on my situation. Here I am, naked, lost, and with a few… extra features. yeah, let's call 'em that. And then there is this woman whom I have never seen before offering her aid.

"Well?" the woman urged. She offered her hand to me.

Oh, what the hell, nothing ventured nothing gained, right?

"All right I trust you," I said as I reached out to grab the woman's hand.

"Great!" Her hand suddenly grabbed mine by the wrist and pulling me closer to her. I could feel her arm snaking across my back, securing me against her body. And just when I thought things could not get any weirder, two black bat-like wings sprouted from the woman's back as she shot off the ground with me held in her arms screaming in terror.

The woman simply laughed as she looked down at me, that's when I noticed that she also had two pairs of horns, cat-like ears and- much to my horror and confusion- bright yellow slitted eyes.

"By the way-" she shouted over the howling wind. "-my name is Alana. What's yours?"

"D-David!" I yelled.

And as I sailed through the sky in the clutches of a she-demon, only one prominent thought penetrated my mind.

'Fuck!'

The den [Edited]

        Have you ever sat in a car and observed out of the window, imagining a man running along your car across the scenery? You might imagine flying would be the same, right?

        Wrong!

        It feels like when you wake up from a falling dream, only without the waking up!

        I felt Alana's arm tighten around my stomach as she glared at me. "Would you stop being so damn wriggly?! I'm trying to fly over here!"

        "Oh I'm sorry. Next time I'll be quieter when I see my life flashing before my eyes!" I shot back.

        Alana grunted as her wings flapped a tad faster. "There won't be a next time unless ya stop moving!"

        I tried to stop moving, I really did. But when you are held by nothing but your stomach, with the rest of your body exposed to the elements and a great view of your ultimate demise, it gets kind of hard to battle your fight or flight instincts, no pun intended.

        Luckily for the both of us, Alana seemed to be descending towards a large ledge at the edge of the mountain. With a final grunt of effort, Alana landed on the rocky ground. She let me go as I practically hugged the ground, not wanting to fly ever again.

        Alana lied on the ground next to me. I moved my head to face her, her own face returned to normal.

        "Remind me… *huff*… to warn you next time I…*huff*… take you for a short flight," Alana said between gasps.

        "You've got some explaining to do!" I said to her as I stood up and dusted myself off. "Who the hell are you?!"

        Alana chuckled before standing up as well. "You really haven't figured it out by yourself? I'm a succubus, and you are an incubus."

        "I'm a what now?!" I sputtered.

        "An incubus, a creature that feeds on desire and carnal lust," Alana answered.

    "Wha…"

        Alana rolled her eyes before she grabbed my wrist and led me into a cave entrance that, I somehow didn’t noticed until I was quite literally in front of it.

        "The cave entrance is enchanted with a spell that makes anyone being unable to focus on it." Alana explained.

        "Magic? You really expect me to believe that?" I said, unconvinced. "Sooner or later you'll tell me that dragons and unicorns are real."

        "Of course dragons and unicorns exist."

        At this point I simply stopped trying to make sense of my situation.

        "Where are we going anyway?" I asked, realizing that despite the fact that we were headed deeper into the cave I could see just fine.

        "We are going to the den to meet with the others."

        "Others? You mean there are other people here?"

        "Well, not exactly. You are the only human I saw since I got here myself. We're going to meet with the rest of the den, they’re succubi and incubi like us."

        I had a bad feeling about this, like I'm walking into a wolf’s den with a big sign above my head that says 'free samples'. Still, there was a tiny flicker of hope in the back of my mind that it was all just a dream.

        As the two of us wandered farther into the cave, I started seeing a small dot of light that got brighter the closer we approached it. It also started to get warmer, which I was thankful since I was still naked.

        "Hey David," Alana suddenly spoke up.

        "Yeah?"

        "Can ye promise me something?"

        "Depends…"

        "…When you finally meet the others, try to keep any thoughts ye may have to yerself."

        I think I might have slowed my pace because Alana turned around to face me.

        "You okay David? Ye look a wee bit pale."

        "L-Let's just keep walking before I completely lose my shit, okay?"

        Alana gave me a look before she shrugged and continued walking. We arrived into an open cavern, the ceiling was pretty damn high and the place was very spacious. The light that I saw from the tunnel was actually a big sphere in the middle of the cavern that almost looked like a mini star. Another oddity for the growing list of things I will probably never understand.

        A sudden change of texture underneath my feet caused me to look down. Apparently, the whole place was covered in a soft layer of grass. I sighed in relief as I let my toes spread and catch a few blades of grass between them. The constant walking of stone was starting to take its toll on me.

        There was also a small creek running through the very middle of the cavern, with a cute little bridge separating the two banks. A few fruit trees and berry bushes dotted the place, giving off a nice fruity aroma that caused my stomach to grumble, reminding me that I haven't eaten in awhile.

        All in all, this place wasn't really that bad. When Alana said 'den' I thought it was more along the lines of decapitated heads in the entrance, weird satanic symbols all over the place and a bunch of old ladies hunched around a stone table mumbling ancient language.

        Alana moved to the center of the cavern, raised her hands around her mouth and shouted something in an unfamiliar language. A few moments later four creatures emerged from a tunnel at the other side of the cavern.

        Screwing my courage to the sticking place, I decided to march forward and meet the other occupants of the den for myself. If I am going to die, at least I'll die brave.

        At least, that's what I said to myself.

        The more I saw the creatures more clearly, the less confidence I had, and the slower I moved until I completely stopped, mortified in place.

        Alana moved behind me and began pushing me towards the four creatures. I tried to fight her but she was stupidly strong.

        My knees started shaking when I came face to face with the others. I craned my head up to stare and the biggest of them all.

        A Minotaur! A freaking Minotaur!

        He looked down at me and frowned, not a good sign.

        "Alana," his voice was deep and old. "Who is this stranger that you brought into our den? And an incubus at that. His scent is unfamiliar to me." He then turned to face me. "Who is your den mother, child?"

        "I-I… I don't…. know?"

        You know that feeling when you were a child and you broke something that you really should not have broken, and you get that sinking feeling in your stomach? Multiply it by ten and maybe, maybe you will be able to experience what I was experiencing at the time.

        "Can't you see that you frightening the poor thing, you ought to be more careful with your words, Galgador?" A female voice spoke up. A weird horse thingy then came into my view. She was pure white with a two-toned light pink mane and tail, light violet eyes, and a horn. No, I'm not kidding with you, she had a horn. "Please forgive Galgador chère, he is not as intimidating as he sounds," the weird unicorn lady said in a French accent –don't ask, I don't know either- as she offered me her hoof. "My name is Fleur De Lis, and this is Galgador Gelvin." Fleur gestured towards the Minotaur.

        I hesitantly reached out and shook the mare's hoof. Despite her general equine look she certainly was not like any horse I have ever seen before. Her face was much more expressive, so much so, that calling her an animal would be an insult.

        Fleur then elbowed Galgador in the shin –again, don't ask- as she glared at him, gesturing to me.

        The Minotaur, or Galgador rather, chuckled sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head. "Heh heh, I'm sorry if I frightened ya little fella. I am sometimes not aware that my appearance can be so… intimidating."

        "It's okay," I said, not daring to even entertain the idea of saying that he scared the shit out of me, and risking upsetting the guy.

        "Come on Abby, introduce yourself."

        "But I don't wanna…"

        I turned to face the voices and saw Alana pushing what appeared to be a female dog walking on two legs just like a human. If I had to put a species on her, I would say she was a golden retriever with a bit of Labrador for good measure. The dog woman appeared to be afraid of me, if the tail between her legs was any indication.

        It wasn't until the dog woman and I were almost touching noses that Alana stopped pushing her, but she was still behind her to prevent her from bolting.

        The dog woman looked at everywhere but me, which surprisingly made me feel a little better. She reminded me of a dog that I used to walk by and feed on my way to work.

        "Hey, my name is David, what's yours?" I said, surprising even myself with my forwardness, considering the situation.

        "Umm… my name is… Abby…"

        "Abby heh? That's a nice name."

        "Her full name is Abigail, but we all call her Abby," Alana spoke up from behind Abigail, causing her to blush as she crossed her arms beneath her breasts.

        It was around that point that I realized that Abigail wore completely nothing and her crossed arms caused her breasts to bulge forward, giving me an unobstructed view of them. I tried to look away since I was also naked and I did not want my dick to pop for a visit.

        Dick aside, there was one more person that I haven't been introduced to formally.

        "Come on Shade, say hello," Fleur nudged another horse-like creature. He appeared to be male with dark blue coat and black mane and tail. Unlike the others, he outright glared at me, which put me on edge.

        "Umm… hi there," I said. "My name is-"

        "I already know your name," he spat, turning to Alana. "Alana what were you thinking?! Bringing an outsider into our den without the den mother's permission is forbidden! You ought to be punished!"

        Alana returned the glare tenfold to this Shade fellow, taking a step forward. "And since when do you give a fuck about what the den mother says. Last time I remember you implied that she should be replaced."

        "My thoughts had forever been for the good of the den," Shade shot back. "Adding you was a big enough risk as it is, we can't let another outsider in!"

        "Why you little-" Alana started but was cut off when a new voice echoed through the cavern.

        "Who is this stranger I smell? Alana, who is he?" A female voice spoke up. It vibrated throughout the cavern and through my very bones. I could feel every syllable the woman spoke against my skin.

        It appeared that the voice had similar effects on the others, as they all turned to face an opening above the mini sun.

        I could hear the beating of massive wings and I could only imagine something just as large descending from the tunnel above. I could see something moving there, but the mini sun was so bright that I could not see clearly. I felt something landing, causing the ground to shake. I lost my footing and fell face forward on the ground.

        When I raised my head, I finally saw it…

        An unstoppable force, that is one hundred percent, born and bred, no kidding, no fluff, no holds barred, honest to goodness, fire breathing, sheep eating, razor clawed, sharp toothed, gold and princess hoarding, ten ton mass of scales, wings and pure fantasy fury.

        A motherfucking dragon!

        I think that I handled the situation pretty well.

        "Jesus Mary mother of Joseph, run before it devours us all!" I yelled as I ran as fast as humanly possible for the exit. A blue claw suddenly appeared in my vision, moving to intercept me. I ran too fast to change direction and I ended up slamming onto it. Another claw joined the first one and gently tugged on my shoulder, forcing me to turn around and come face to face with a pair of huge bright green eyes.

        "Hmm, what an interesting specimen…" the dragon, which apparently was a she, judging by the voice, said. "He looks just like you Alana."

        "I know, right!? Ain't this exciting?!" Alana replied.

        The dragoness hummed, which made my entire body to vibrate. "What is your name, young one?"

        "D-David," I stuttered.

        "David, what a lovely name. They call me Iris, the firstborn. Now tell me David, what an innocent he-human is doing in a place like this.

        I tried to back away, only to feel Iris' claw on my back. "W-Well, I woke up a few hours ago looking like this-" I gestured to my horns, wings and tail. "-and then I met Alana."

        "Hmm I see… Alana, why have you brought him here?" Iris faced Alana.

        "Well, I couldn't simply leave him alone, now could I? And besides, he's an incubus, we can perhaps have him join our den."

        "Absolutely not!" Shade interrupted. "Den mother, I urge you not listen to Alana. She's impulsive and reckless! We are already scraping for what little lust we can find! Adding another mouth to feed will just make things harder on us."

        "Impulsive? Reckless? Why you little cludgie son of a-"

        "Enough! The both of you!" Iris raised her voice just a tad, but the effect it had made me kind of glad I didn't have anything to eat yet, lest I'll be shitting myself.

        Iris eyed Shade and Alana, daring them to say something, when none spoke she continued. "Family meeting. Now. Alana, please make sure David is comfortable and join us immediately."

        Everyone promptly moved towards a tunnel on the other side of the cavern before they completely disappeared from view, leaving Alana and I alone.

        "So… what is this family meeting?" I ask.

        Alana sighed before she looked at me. "Family meetings only occur when something that affects all of us needs to be discussed, such as adding someone to the den. Usually you can't simply join a den. You must be born to it. The last time someone joined the den was I."

        "But I don't want to join! I wanna go home!"

        "You can't. You know about us now. If you are not accepted than Iris will be forced to kill you on the spot."

        I sat down as I was simply too weak to stand at the moment. "Holy fuck… what have I gotten myself into."

        I felt a hand press against my shoulder as Alana set next to me, her eyes shone with confidence I have never seen before.

        "Don't worry Davy, I'm sure everything will turn out great. Everyone seems to like you, that's a good sign."

        "Everyone?"

        "Well, I admit that Shade is a bit more conservative than most, but once you get on his good side, he'll stand by you for better or worse. It might not seem like it but he actually saved my neck a few times, just give him time."

        "That's assuming I'll survive today," I said.

        Suddenly, I felt two strong hands grab my cheeks as something soft pressed against my lips. I could hear Alana hum as she pushed me to the ground, forcing her tongue into my mouth. Before I could even react she pushed herself off of me and stood up.

        "Wh-What the hell was that for?!" I exclaimed as Alana walked away.

        "Something to hope for," Alana replied as she, too, disappeared from sight, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

        I gingerly touched my lips; I could still feel her taste on my tongue. Suddenly, I didn't feel that bad anymore. Sure, I was still pretty jarred with the fact that I could die in the next few minutes, but like Alana said, at least I have something to hope for.

        I know that I should probably be sad by the fact that I will never see my friends or family again, but quite frankly, my previous life was pretty boring. And besides, I died back there, so there's really not much point lamenting over it.

        There were a few things that really bothered me; one of them is my new identity. What does it mean to be an incubus? Will I start fucking every woman I encounter? I hope not, because as far as I'm aware of, Alana and I are the only humans in this world, which brings me to my next line of questions. Who is Alana? Where is she from? What's her story?

        Those were only a few of the myriad of questions that floated in my mind, and I hope I could get them answered, even if it means becoming a sex demon.

        While I was waiting for the others to determine my fate, I decided I might as well indulge myself in some of the various fruits and berries that dotted around the cavern. If I'm going to die again, I might as well die on a full stomach.

        After a while of munching something finally occurred. Alana came back, she was no longer wearing her furs, but instead a piece of cloth that covered her breasts and a long loincloth. She approached me and tossed me something, which I promptly caught.

        "Wear this and come with me," she said and then immediately turned around and started walking.

        At first I was caught off guard by her sudden change of attitude but I quickly pulled myself together.

        "So where are we going?" I asked while putting on the loincloth I was given. Sure, in case of a boner I won't be able to hide it, but it was better than nothing at the moment.

        "To the inner sanctum. Your fate has been decided," Alana replied in a cold tone, which made me kind of worried.

        "Is everything alright?" I asked. It was a stupid question, I know, but right now I needed the conversation otherwise I will lose my shit.

        "Everything is as it should be."

        I sighed. "I guess you won't tell me my fate, will you?"

        Alana just shook her head.

        The two of us reached another room, significantly smaller than the main cavern. It was completely barren except for a pedestal in the very middle, and on it a dagger. The others were standing in a circle around the pedestal, all facing me.

        That's when I realized that their appearances completely changed. Each and every one of them had slitted, yellow eyes, black bat-like wings, two pairs of horns, and black tails with a heart-shaped tip. Even Galgador, Fleur, and Iris, who already have horns, had a few extra now.

        Alana left me side to join the others.

        "David," Iris started. "You stand before us, wishing to join our den. This kind of decision does not come lightly. Should you join us, you will be expected to abide our rules to the letter. This decision was brought into a vote, and judgment has been passed."

        Iris moved from where she stood and took the dagger from the pedestal, approaching me.

        My breathing started to quicken and my knees felt weak, but I remained where I am.

        "David…"

        Oh god, why me! I close my eyes shut, ready to feel the sharp pain of the dagger, followed by the cold embrace of death. I cringed when I felt something touch me on my head, but it was no dagger. I opened my eyes and saw Iris looking down on me. Her claw was gently petting my head.

        Iris suddenly cracked a smile as she lowered her dagger. "…Welcome to the den, my child."

        Suddenly I heard cheers behind Iris as the others rushed to congratulate me, minus Shade of course.

        The rest of the night was filled with celebrating and partying, I've never met such weird people in my life, but I could only hope that things will go uphill. Because…

        I'm a freaking sex demon!

Is this an expression? Also this is GOBronies.

Lessons in anatomy [Edited]

So I'm an official incubus now, pretty cool if I may say so myself. Not my first career choice but hey, beggars can't be choosers, am I right?

        Anyway, after the welcoming party it was time to get serious. Iris appointed Alana to be my instructor (or mentor, as she likes to be referred to), and her job was to teach me everything I need to learn about being an incubus.

        The first few days were dedicated to learn about the general history of the planet of Gaia, that's the name of this planet apparently. We didn't delve too deeply into the history, only a touch on each and every species on the planet. This world, unlike Earth, had many different sapient creatures, each with their own cultures and customs. Alana told me that as succubi and incubi, it is in our nature to infiltrate society and use our abilities to extract lust from our 'prey', for a lack of better term.

        Basically, we had to go into cities and fuck everything, literally.

        Today Alana would go over my abilities as an incubus, and how I should go about using them. I waited for her near the shade of an apple tree, where we usually have our lessons. After a while I saw Alana emerge from one of the holes on the ceiling of the cavern. Each hole was an entrance to a private room for each of the den members, but since I still don't know how to use my wings, and Iris hasn't carved mine yet, I was sleeping in the central chamber. It wasn't too bad really, the grass was soft and the cavern was always warm and cozy.

        "Oy David, are ye dreaming or something?" Alana declared as she whacked me on the head with a scroll, she had several more in the other hand.

        "Sorry mentor, I won't do it again," I said. Alana smiled and sat on the ground in front of me. I figured that calling her mentor every now and again will cool her off. "So what's on today's agenda?"

        "Today we'll learn about our physical features," Alana explained as she unrolled one of the scrolls and showed it to me. It was an illustration of minotaur with the iconic horns, wings, and tail that all Succubi and Incubi share.

        "Before we start let's talk about transformation, shall we?" Alana started. "All Succubi and Incubi can transform into any creature they desire. We use it to infiltrate cities and hide our horns, wings, tails, and eyes. Ye seem to be having trouble hiding hiding your features, but fret not. Once we'll go to the more practical lessons I'll teach ye all about utilizing yer abilities."

        "Neat."

        "I know right?! Now, let's start with the horns. There are two pairs of them as you can see, and both serve for different purposes. The smaller pair is used to communicate with other den members. Den members are linked through a special ritual which allows us to make contact with one another. Once you will be fully trained you will undergo a similar ritual. Is everything clear for now?"

        I nodded. "So the smaller horns are like walkie-talkies basically."

        "What's a walkie-talkie?" Alana asked, brows furrowed.

        "You don't know what a walkie-talkie is?" I asked, looking even more confused.

        "No," Alana answered. "but we are getting off topic. Now let's move to the longer horns, shall we? The longer horns release special pheromones into the air that makes seducing the other sex a lot easier. Incubi, Succubi and other emotionovores are the only creatures with natural resistance to these pheromones. In edition to that, we have enhanced hearing and sight, which make us especially effective at night."

        I nodded once again, running a hand through my hair and feeling my two pairs of horns and my weird-ass ears. I also wondered if I had slitted eyes, which I probably do.

        "The wings of succubi and incubi are our bread and butter, without them we are helpless. The wings are imbued with natural magic that bends space and time around them, giving us the ability to cover huge distances with minimal effort. It's also the reason why we can run away from any situation without the worry of being followed."

        "Fascinating, but can it be controlled?"

        "Of course, with but a thought, you can decide whether you want to fly normally or magically, but we'll get into flying in another lesson. We have one last thing to cover, and that is the tail. Inside its very tip there's a gland that produces the strongest aphrodisiac known to date, the same gland can be found just next to our salivary gland."

        "Wait, wait, wait! So what you basically say is that females will become even hornier when I kiss them?"

        Alana smirked and nodded. "This is exactly what I say. Ye can either use your saliva or even inject the aphrodisiac through your tail directly into your intended target. By that point our target will be more than willing."

        "I don't know," I said, feeling a bit uneasy. "This whole thing feels a bit… rapey to me."

        Alana waved a hand at me. "Nonsense, we only do what we do to survive. And besides, a willing partner secretes much more lust than a rape victim. One of this den's laws is to never force yerself on a target."

        "Still, I don't know how to feel about this."

        "Hey! I put my neck for you so ye could be a part of our den. Do not shit all over it now, ya hear?!" Alana glared at me and I immediately raised my hands up defensively.

        "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. Message received, it won't happen again."

        Alana stared at me for a while before her expression did a complete one eighty as she rolled the scroll and tucked it next to her. "Okay, next topic is body language…"

        Boy, today is going to be a long one, isn't it?

        I hate body language. You'd think that such a subject won't take much of the day, but in a planet where you have more than seven different sapient species, each with its own unique body language. Such a lesson just drags on and on…

        Did you know that a wag of a diamond dog's tail means it's happy or excited whilst the same gesture from a dragon means aggressiveness? I know, and it's fucking boring!

        Luckily, today's lesson was concluded early. Alana decided that she crammed enough information in my head that she decided to finish early. Unfortunately, that also means that I had the honor to return all the scrolls Alana had brought back to the library, supposedly an easy task, but Alana decided to withhold the library's location from me so I could 'explore the den and familiarize with it'.

        "Fucking she-devil," I muttered as I walked through the winding corridors. This damned place was built like a fucking maze, I mean seriously, why the corridors are so damn long!

        Finally, I found a big double door at the end of yet another corridor. Hoping it leads to the library, I opened it.

        "Eeep!"

        "Oh god I'm so sorry!" I yelled as I immediately closed the door.

        At least I know where the shower room is now. Poor Abigail, she looked so frightened when she saw me.

        I broke into a light jog as I tried to push away the sight of a wet and naked Abigail from my mind, with little luck I might add.

        "David wait!" I heard Abigail call behind me. I stopped in my tracks but dared not to look back. "D-Did you need something?"

        "Uhh… yeah. I was looking for the library. Again, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to peep on you, I swear!"

        "T-That’s okay. I guess I overreacted myself. I can show you the way to the library if you want."

        "That w-would be great," I answered, still not looking back.

        "Great!" I heard footsteps behind me and a moment later a damp paw grabbed my hand. Confused, I looked to the side, only to immediately snap it back forwards.

        So apparently nudity had nothing to do with my initial intrusion that caused Abigail a fright, because she was right beside me, as nude as the day she was born.

        "This way," she said, leading me. I was slightly lagging behind, which meant I had a great view of her backside, and boy if it wasn't a sight to behold.

        Abigail was slightly on the curvy side, and it showed on her amazing ass. It jiggled with every step she took, her tail swayed from side to side, teasing me, daring me to steal a glance. Despite her canine nature, Abigail still had the body of a female, and a sexy one at that.

        I was so lost in thought that I have not realized Abigail had stopped, and as a result I bumped into her, and to make matters even worse, I had a boner.

        Abigail eeped again and turned around sharply, her tail tucked between her legs. She looked down and her cheeks positively glowed red. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she was looking at that caused her to blush, and I swear that this was probably my most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me in my natural born life, past, present, and probably even the future.

        "W-Well, here's the library. Imustgonowbye."

        And with that said, Abigail literally sprouted wings and flew off.

        I stood there for what felt like half an hour, though in reality it probably was a few minutes, trying to get my dick to calm down as well as my thoughts. They always say that guys think with their dicks and I was a prime example. Even if it's barely a woman, my dick will jump at it faster than puppy on a toy.

        After Little Me decided hide to beneath the loincloth I wore (I really need to ask about pants), I walked through the doors and finally found myself in the library.

        The library was a lot bigger than what I initially thought, with rows of shelves filled to the brim with books. The smell of old paper filled my nostrils and put my fried nerves on ease.

        After a while of admiring I heard what sounded like a lot of books falling, followed by a grunt and a few choice words. Following the source of the grunting, I found none other than Galgador himself, placing a few books on some empty shelves next to a large pile of books.

        "Umm, excuse me?"

        Galgador spared me a glance before resuming his task. "Sorry there lad, didn't hear ya coming in. Damn senses becoming dull I'm afraid. Did ya need something?"

        I looked at the large pile of books and then back at Galgador. "You need help?" I offered.

        Galgador sighed and shook his head. "Nah lad, I got it covered. I see you have the scrolls Alana borrowed yesterday. Put them on my desk, I'll have them sorted in their rightful place.

        I did as Galgador said and then returned to where he was, feeling uneasy about leaving him to do all the work himself.

        "You sure you don't need any help?"

        Galgador stopped his sorting and for a moment I thought that I might have said something wrong.

        Galgador turned to face me. He picked up a cane I haven't noticed until now and limped towards me, stopping just before looking at him would feel uncomfortable on my neck.

        He looked down upon me and sighed.

        "You are too nice," he muttered and shook his head.

        "Beg your pardon?"

        "This life, it ain't for you lad. I'm old, very old. I can read people as easy as I can read these books. And you… you are too nice."

        "Is this a bad thing?" I asked, becoming more and more confused.

        "Not particularly, no. But there comes a time now and then that our hand is forced, everyone in this den experienced it at least twice, and I'm afraid that when that time comes for you, you will not be up to the task."

        "Then I'll learn to be tougher," I said immediately. "It's not like I have a lot of choice. It was either this life, or death, and I like being alive thank you very much."

        Galgador chuckled as he patted my shoulder. "Spoken like a true incubus. You have potential lad, of that I am certain. But-" his gaze suddenly hardened. "-when the time comes, will you be able to hurt another being? When all cards are laid bare, and you have no other choice, will be able to kill?"

        I think my mind did an emergency reset because for a moment there I simply shut down. Will I be able to kill? That was certainly a loaded question, one which I pondered over greatly before I even dared to open my mouth. Will I be able to do? Could I live with myself after it? I always considered myself to be a pacifist, and I've never raised my hand against a single soul.

        "I… don't know…" I finally answered. "Like I said before, I want to live, but at what cost. Only monsters kill without remorse, and I don't want to lose my humanity, it's the only thing I have left from my own world."

        Galgador hummed. "As good answer as any I suppose. You have a good head on your shoulder, the heart is a bit softer than I would have liked but overall you're an okay guy."

        "Thanks, I guess?" I replied, not so sure how else to answer.

        "Good, now if you don't mind, I have books to sort. I suggest you should take a shower, no offence but you smell quite a bit."

        "You don't beat around the bush, do you?"

        Galgador laughed and patted me on the shoulder again. "You go me there lad. But seriously, go bathe."

        "Okay, okay, jeez, give a guy a break."

        Galgador laughed even harder as I exited that library. He was a nice guy, which makes me kind of sad that I was afraid of him when we first met. He had some interesting stories to tell when he'd got the time, though he never explained to me how he ended up with a limp, but I figured it was probably too personal so I haven't brought the subject up.

        On my way to the showers I thought about the other den members, namely Fleur and Abigail. Fleur was a fine example of how I thought a succubus might act. She was a constant tease and flirted with me constantly, and although I know that it was just her being friendly, I couldn't help but wonder what it is like spending a night with her. The first time the thought occurred in my mind I hadn't slept the entire night. I was conflicted about my sexual attraction. At first I thought it was just a part of my change, but I suppose the answer is more complicated than that.

        Abigail was a different story though. At least she had the feminine look that I was familiar with. And her timid personality certainly was appealing, but the fur and her canine nature were confusing me to no end. Both Fleur and Abigail were sexy in their own right, and I had mixed feelings with this revelation.

        I think that I haven't fully accepted the idea of intercourse with non-humans, which in retrospect I really should since I'm an incubus in a world that doesn't have other humans aside from myself and Alana.

        I shook my head as I decided to push these thoughts aside. Today was tiring and now that I finally learnt where the shower room is, I'm going to take a long, well-deserved bath. Over the past few days I simply bathed in the small creek at the central chamber, not the ideal bathing conditions but at the time I was simply too busy with other matters. Reaching the door leading to the shower room, I could already hear someone humming from the other side.

        I tentatively opened the door and poked my head inside.

        And guess who was there to greet me…

        "David chère, I'm so glad you came! Come in, come in!" Fleur ushered me inside. I internally groaned as I fully entered the shower room, taking in the sight.

        This place was amazing!  The stone walls were smooth and damp and the ceiling above had a huge chandelier hanging from it. But what surprised me more were the showers themselves. Instead of traditional plumbing, a thin wall of water flowed from a strategically carved crack in the wall, which then flowed into several pools of what appeared to be hot springs, judging by the thick clouds of steam rising from them.

        Oh I could certainly get used to that! There was only the problem of company…

        "Why are you staring at me like that chère? Have I got something on my face?" Fleur inquired as she started feeling her muzzle for any imperfections, which she had none.

        "No, no, it's just… humans usually bath alone…" I let my sentence linger in the air, but Fleur either did not understand or did not care, I leaned towards the latter.

        "David darling, I had a long and trying day, and although I respect your unusual need for solitude, I have no intentions of leaving this place any time soon, so you can either wait until I'm done, or you can get your cute little butt in here and help me wash my back." Fleur finished with a deceptively innocent smile.

        I sighed as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Today just keeps getting better and better.

        I entered the shower room fully, hot air rushed past me, clearing my sinuses and soothing my aching muscles, I knelt down next to one of the hot springs while trying to keep Fleur from sneaking peeks of my crotch. The water was simply amazing, just the right temperature. I rose to my full height and stripped naked. I was about to step into the hot spring when Fleur cleared her throat next to me.

        I craned my head to face her and asked, "what?"

        "You don't expect to enter the springs before you take a shower I hope. That would be dastardly disgusting." I frowned and blew a raspberry in her direction. Fleur returned the gesture and winked at me, pointing towards one of the mini waterfalls on the far end of the room. Once I was there, I saw a bunch of soaps and other types of body products. I started with washing my hair, careful around my horns. Once my hair was done I poured a generous amount of body wash on my palm and started lathering my body in earnest. I could practically feel Fleur's eyes on my back as I washed myself.

        "Enjoying the show?" I asked over the sound of the running water.

        "Oh you have no idea…"

        I expected that kind of answer from Fleur, but I'll be damned if it didn't turned me on. It's always nice when someone appreciates your body, even if it is a she-demon from another world.

        After I made sure I got my entire body soaped up, I moved towards the stream and felt all the grime and dirt that accumulated over the passing days wash away. Truly, there isn't a feeling quite as liberating as having a good shower after a few days of not having a proper one.

        I turned around and faced Fleur, "Does the queen allow me to hop into the hot springs now?" I said, bowing sarcastically low.

        Fleur hummed, eyeing me from top to bottom. A few days ago I might have felt slightly self-conscious, hell, I still kind of do, but I got used to it pretty quickly. It was like a shock therapy in a way, being under constant sexual pressure from Fleur.

        Fleur nodded and gestured towards the spot next to her. That's when I decided to have a little fun with the mare. Taking a few steps back, I stared at Fleur, a wicked smile forming on my face, before I broke into a sprint.

        "Cannonball!"

        Fleur shrieked as I sailed above her and straight into the water, creating a huge wave that soaked her to the bones. When I finally emerged from the water I saw Fleur, her mane completely stuck to her neck, glaring at me.

        "You are without a doubt an uncultured brute, scaring a lady such as me reflects poorly on you." Despite her harsh words, Fleur could not hide the mirth in her tone, or the smile on her lips.

        After a short glaring contest, the two of us snickered.

        "Oh David, you added something that this den needed but was not aware of it. I'm certain that you will fit just fine here," Fleur said as she and I started to idly swim in circles around each other.

        "Thanks, I was really afraid that I would become a burden," I admitted, stopping next to the edge of the pool and sitting on a conveniently carved bench that was submerged underwater, leaving my head and shoulders above the water.

        Fleur quickly joined next to me and leaned against my body. I closed my eyes and leaned against her as well, after all the shit I've been through, all the stress, I am grateful for this moment of rest. Even this simple physical contact with another being was a godsend.

        "David, chère, May I ask you a question?"

        "Hmm sure, ask away?"

        "What do you feel about having sex with a non-human?"

        I opened my eyes and stared at Fleur, she didn't have the usual coy smile when she teases me. Instead she looked rather serious.

        I let myself relax again as I pondered on her question.

        "Well, I don't find it as appalling as I did a few days ago. I had plenty of time to think of it and I'm still not quite sure. The short answer would be; I'm not against it. The full answer is that when I tried to see it from a different perspective, it wasn't quite as taboo for me anymore. I mean, you are obviously capable of thinking and feeling. You talk and able to form coherent thoughts. When I look at this like that it suddenly becomes so much simpler. And little by little, day by day, I find your appearance less of an issue."

        "I see," Fleur replied. "So if I do something like this-" Suddenly I felt something caressing my dick. "-you won't have an issue, oui?"

        I stared at Fleur, wide-eyed. Her horn glowed light pink as the feeling on my dick also enveloped my balls, causing me to moan.

        Fleur sultry gaze never left my own as she positioned herself in front of me. She used her front hooves to gently spread my legs, her smoldering eyes traveling to my crotch before looking at me again.

        "This is it David, no more holding back…"

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Kinky times in the bath

"Fleur, what the hell are you doing?!" I exclaimed.

Fleur giggled as she leaned closer to my face and whispered into my ear. "Come on David, I am sure you are well aware of what I am about to do." She finished her sentence with a small nip at my earlobe, which caused me to jump slightly.

"L-Look Fleur, I don't think I'm ready yet for… all of this!" I tried to reason with the mare.

"You are an incubus now, David," Fleur said. "Sooner or later you will have to have sex."

"This is definitely too soon!" I argued. I tried once again to plead Fleur to see reason when the feeling around my dick and balls became even more intense. Instead of what I was about to say, a moan escaped my lips. Fleur once again leaned closer to me, her sweet breath washed across my face and her eyes were filled with lust.

"Let's make a deal, shall we?" Fleur spoke softly, leaning even closer. "I will have my way with you until you explicitly tell me to stop. After that I promise you that I won't try to force myself on you ever again."

Fleur closed the gap between us, her soft lips crashed against my own as her tongue forcefully entered my mouth. My eyes shot wide open as Fleur used her tongue to roam across my teeth.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, intending to push her away, but Fleur used her magic to take control over my hands and place them on her rump. I was trying to fight my arousal, but with each passing second it seemed harder and harder, pun not intended.

Finally, Fleur broke the kiss. I took the opportunity to gasp for air as I glared at Fleur. "How the hell do you expect me to say stop when you shove your tongue down my throat!" I exclaimed.

Fleur's smile never wavered as she crossed her hooves behind my neck. Her eyes, once soft violet, turned yellow and cat-like.

"Come on David-" Her voice was sultry and arousing. "-don't say you didn't like it…"

My cheeks burned as I tried and failed to avert my eyes from her lusty gaze. "I-It's not what matters here. You can't just jump on someone and have sex with them. That's not how it works."

"And still, you have yet to tell me to stop…"

I opened my mouth to argue but stopped. Fleur was right, I could tell her to stop, yet I don't.

Agh, what's wrong with me!? Why can't I tell her to stop!? Did Fleur put a spell on me?

"David?"

Fleur's eyes returned to normal as she looked at me, not with lust or malice but with… worry?

"Are you okay, chère?" Fleur tried to caress my cheek but I moved my head away.

"What do you think?!" I replied with a bit more venom in my voice than I intended to.

Fluer flinched, her ears pinned against her head and her eyes were cast downwards. I would have assumed she was looking at my Cock were in not for her guilty expression.

"I'm sorry chère. I did not know you were so repulsed by us…"

"That's not what I said." Fleur opened her mouth to say something but it was my turn to interrupt her. "Fleur, you are not repulsive, far from it actually. You are certainly beautiful in your own ways. It's just… I don't what to think anymore. Where I come from, ponies are simply animals, beasts of burden."

"I see…" Fleur looked at me with understanding. "I should have been more caring, David. I was just curios. Had I known…"

"It's… fine Fleur. I suppose I am partially to blame, what with all that playful teasing."

"Can I ask you a question then, chère?" Fleur asked.

"Sure."

"Why are you groping my flank?"

I looked beyond Fleur's head and indeed, not only my hands were still on Fleur's butt but they were also firmly gripping it. It didn't fully hit me until my fingers brushed against Fleur's sex and causing her to moan that I finally pried my hands off of her.

"I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that!"

Fleur started panting lightly. Her eyes stared at me with need and rekindled passion. "David…" she spoke softly, "I need you to answer me truly. Do you or do you not find me attractive?"

The question caught me by surprise. I muttered a few jumbled word-like noises as I had trouble forming coherent thoughts, let alone sentences.

Fleur was leaning closer, her lips brushed against mine as she spoke. "Just yes or no…"

As seconds ticked by I felt my self-restraint wane bit by bit. My breaths came out as pants and it was harder for me to keep myself from moving. Endless questions began flooding into my mind, questions I did not have the answers to.

I have been in this world for a little over a week, not nearly enough time to adjust. Can I throw everything I thought was taboo back when I was still on Earth? I knew Fleur was no animal, far from it actually, but can I look past her animalistic features and accept her for the attractive female that she is?

Fleur fidgeted in place, causing her inner thighs to brush against my rock hard manhood.

Ah fuck it!

"Yes!" I answered breathlessly as I let my lips connect with Fleur. Fireworks went off in my head as I experienced probably the best kiss I ever had. I don't know if it was because my pent up frustration or the fact that I was kissing a sex demon, but whatever it was I couldn't give any less fucks. I was tired and I was horny, end of discussion.

Fleur gasped when my hands returned to their previous place on her flanks, each digit sinking into the supple flesh as I spread her wide.

It was then my turn to gasp when I felt something running along the length of my shaft in a slow rhythmic pace, soft as velvet.

As the two of us broke the kiss, I looked slightly up and saw Fleur's horn was shining.

"You like that, don't you chère."  Fleur's horn shone a little brighter and I found the feeling on my manhood intensifies, causing me to openly groan as I tilted my head back in bliss. "Does my magic make you feel good?"

I could barely nod as Fleur used her magic to caress my manhood better than any handjob I ever had. She giggled and kissed my chin.

Deciding that I don't want to be outplayed, I moved one of hand closer to Fleur's sex and inserted two fingers in. Fleur gasped and then groaned, her head rested against my chest as I felt her warm breath on my chest. I moved my fingers at a lazy pace, tracing Fleur's insides and appreciating her body. Back on Earth I had a few girlfriends so I was no stranger to sex. It also did not hurt that Fleur's pussy was not unlike a women, at least from what I could feel.

The slowly receding sensation on my manhood was not lost on me as I continued to play with Fleur. It appeared that she was too engulfed in pleasure to concentrate on magic.

A sudden tug on my shoulder forced me to look Fleur in the eyes as she rose to meet my gaze. The lust and longing I had for her reflected in her eyes. We looked at each other as we spoke non-verbally. It was the sort of communication you get only when in bed with a partner. There was no need for words as it would only serve to ruin the atmosphere. It was something that Fleur and I understood perfectly.

I slowly extracted my fingers from Fleur, noting how wet they were as she lined herself with my rigid manhood. There was still a small measure of uncertainty, judging by the way Fleur was hesitating.

I cupped Fleur's cheek before pecking her on the lips. It was not lustful or passionate, but it conveyed my feelings just as fine.

Fleur looked a bit more relaxed as she descended on me. A sweet aroma wafted in the air, fruity and intoxicating. My hands brushed against Fleur's coat as my head met her lower lips. We both sucked for air as the first few centimeters went inside. I released a sigh of content as Fleur steadily descended even further, wrapping me in her warm and tight embrace. Finally, second after agonizing second, I was completely hilted inside of her. We both panted slightly, simply enjoying the closeness of each other.

Fleur wiggled her bottom, causing us both to moan. Her insides felt simply amazing. And judging by Fleur's lust addled face, she was enjoying it too.

"Alana… ohhh… told me about human males, but I never thought they could feel this good…" Fleur said between moans. A sudden flex of Fleur's inner muscles caught me by surprise as she used her otherworldly entrance to squeeze my shaft, making me gasp.

"Sweet baby Jesus is that you doing that?!" I asked, partially in shock and partially in bliss.

Fleur shot me a knowing smirk as I felt another tug on my manhood. "You like that, chère?"

"Fuck yes…"

Fleur grabbed me by the shoulders, her eyes once again turned yellow and slitted. Wings, horns and a tail sprouted from her body as her smoldering gaze promised sin. "Then let me give you the ride of your life, succubus style."

Fleur slowly rose, using me as leverage. Her insides did everything in their power to keep me in and I was almost tempted to stop Fleur from teasing me any further and fuck her silly. She never broke eye contact as I almost left her, only the head remained. Fleur stayed like this for a few seconds, wiggling her rump, before descending back, just as slowly.

When I hilted Fleur again I grabbed her flank and simply relished in the feeling of being inside on her.

"Hmm, David…" Fleur moaned, rising again and slamming back into me. I was taken back by the sudden change of pace, but before I could even vocalize my thoughts Fleur leaned forward and locked our lips together. With subtlety all but forgotten, I used my hands to slam Fleur back down. Each time I hilted inside Fleur she squeaked into my mouth.

Not too long I started feeling a certain familiar tightness in my balls. Not wanting to erupt prematurely I mustered all my power and lifted myself and Fleur, resulting in me standing in the pool while Fleur was impaled on my shaft.

Fleur's eyes shot open as she broke the kiss and moaned loudly. I then turned around and laid Fleur's on the ground, her soaked pussy hanging over the rim of the pool. I knelt down until I was eye level with her entrance and used my fingers to spread her open.

I internally sighed when her pussy was similar to that of a woman but I had no time to admire it as I heard the familiar cackle of magic and felt something grabbing my neck and shoving me head first towards Fleur's pussy.

I wasted no time as I used my tongue to explore Fleur's depth. My tongue felt a lot longer and slimmer, probably because of my incubus nature. I used this newfound revelation to my advantage as I plunged as deep as I could into Fleur, exploring every nook and crevice. I was rewarded with a scream of pleasure as Fleur used her front hooves to pin my head against her pussy.

I smiled inwardly, gladly lapping Fleur's juices as I focused on the taste. It was a weird mix of citrus and wine, tangy but also intoxicatingly sweet. I could feel Fleur spasm under my ministrations and decided it was time to go all out.

With what little control I had over my head I moved my tongue to lap around Fleur's clit, using my thumbs to spread her and allow me easier access. Fleur screamed even louder, her inner muscles tightened around my tongue as her pussy tried to milk me dry. A sudden rush of juices flowed from Fleur straight into my mouth. I tried to drink as much of that sweet nectar but it was simply too much.

Fleur's entire body shivered as she rode off her orgasm. I was completely content to simply lie next to her, admiring my work.

Fleur spared a glance towards me, a mix between satisfaction and surprise.

"I did not know you were so experienced with oral sex, chère," Fleur commented, further stroking my ego.

"Back on Earth I had a girlfriend who loved it when I did it to her," I answered.

"Hmm, it's always nice to have a competent partner," Fleur said. Her horn lit up and a moment later I felt a familiar sensation running along my shaft. I was moving to stand up when a hoof against my chest gently pushed me back down. Fleur smiled coyly as she moved to sit between my spread legs, staring at me as she played with my manhood between her hooves. A second later I felt her tongue slithering up my shaft.

I let out a groan as Fleur closed her lips around my head a gently sucked on it, her magic still encased around my manhood. Fleur's gaze never broke as she slowly descended, taking more and more of me inside her, her tongue coiling around me.

Fleur bobbed her head up and down, occasionally keeping only the head inside as she sucked vigorously. As time passed, Fleur ministrations became faster and her sucking stronger. She closed her eyes and moaned, the vibrations going through my manhood and up my spine like a jolt of lightning.

With another flicker of Fleur's horn, I felt magic encasing my orbs, encouraging me to release all I had.

"Fleur…"

At the sound of my voice, Fleur became even more adamant to drive me over the edge. I could slowly feel the familiar building sensation as I succumbed completely. With a mighty cry I reached out for Fleur, grabbed her head, and shoved her all the way down on my shaft as I exploded into her mouth.

Fleur hummed as she swallowed spurt after spurt of my masculinity, sucking every last drop I had in me.

I breathed heavily as I laid on the ground, still riding the afterglow. I felt myself leave the warm confines of Fleur as she appeared in my peripheral vision, smirking.

She lay next to me and cuddled against my side, kissing my cheek. Unlike some other men, I did not mind that she kissed me after giving me a blowjob.

"That… was amazing…" I breathed heavily.

Fleur hummed and kissed me again, this time on my chin.

"You weren't half bad yourself, chère."

I gave Fleur a bemused look before we both giggled. I don't know if it was the pent up sexual frustration, or just me being an idiot, but as I looked at Fleur now I noticed just how unbelievably sexy and gorgeous she truly was. It was like a veil has been lifted from my eyes. It appeared I was finally coming into terms with the fact that having sex with ponies (and therefore other sapient creatures) was never a taboo in the first place.

Who knew that all I needed was a good fuck.

Tragic past and dreadful future

The last few days were something out of a dream. It was like a weight has been lifted from my soul and it was all thanks to Fleur. After our little session in the baths she and I started to really bond. For the first time since I got to this place I no longer feel so alone.

And it's not just my mood that has been improving. My lessons with Alana have been progressing swimmingly. I can now mask my tail, wings, eyes, and horns if I concentrate hard enough, and I finally got the basics of flight. And let me tell you something, flying is fucking awesome!

Well, I say flying but it's more like flailing through the air whilst keeping my wings flapping, which is a lot harder than one might think.

I was on my way from the baths towards Alana and mine's usual study spot when Abigail walked up to me and told me Iris wished to see me in her chambers. When I asked her if she knew what Iris wanted from me, Abigail's reply was a simple 'no'.

Deciding not to keep the den mother waiting, I made a bee line straight to her chambers. Iris' chambers were located above the mini star in the main chamber –or 'Energy hearth' as it is actually called- and in order to get there I had to use my wings. So after some time of me flailing about in the air, I finally managed to lift my sorry ass up to Iris' chambers.

I emerged from a hole in the ground, looking around and taking stock of my surroundings. The chambers were quite spacious, about the size of a small house. The floor beneath my feet was covered with numerous animal furs which made me a little sick. A few strategically placed candles lit the entire place with an inviting yellow glow. The walls were lined with a few bookshelves, various swords and pieces of armor, and –much to my dismay- animal trophies. Needless to say, the chambers felt inviting and off-putting at the same time.

"Do you like it?"

I jumped in place and totally did NOT scream girlishly. I spun around and was immediately met with two bright green eyes.

"Jesus Christ woman, are you trying to give me a heart attack!" I exclaimed, clutching my chest while I tried to get my breathing under control.

The first thing I noticed when I stared at Iris was her size. At first I thought I was just imagining things but there was no mistaking it, Iris was a lot smaller than when we first met. And believe me it's quite hard to miss when a five story high dragoness is suddenly just a little over a head on you.

Another thing I noticed was her overall shape. When I first laid eyes on Iris, she looked like a proper dragon, but now she looked almost human in shape. Shapely thighs, wide, curvy hips, thin waste, and a beautiful pair of tits.

"Are you done admiring the peaks, my child?"

Realizing my mistake I quickly snapped my head back up, staring shamefully at Iris' smirking face.  Without saying another word she gestured me towards a few large pillows next to a lit fireplace. As I sat on the pillows my gaze drifted towards the flames, wondering how they did not consume this entire room, though if I had to hazard a guess I would say magic is involved.

Iris sat in front of me, looking at the fire as well. I was about to ask her about her new 'features' when she beat me to it.

"Succubus magic. With enough time and experience we can change almost any aspect of our bodies. I guessed that taking a more familiar form would ease your mind, and judging by your reaction I was right."

"Yeah, sorry about that…" I couldn't look Iris in the face, I was too embarrassed. Instead I simply stared into the fireplace.

"You seem to be adjusting to your new life here pretty well," Iris broke the silence.

I tore my gaze from the dancing flames, facing Iris. "Yeah, I suppose I am. I try not to think too hard about what I've lost, and instead stick to the positive."

Iris nodded. "I see. And I understand that you also accepted the reality of your nature, and your duties as an incubus as well, if what Fleur told me about you two is to be believed."

"Sh-she told you?!"I exclaimed, my face exploding into a fierce blush.

"Of course she did, my child. There are no secrets among us."

I buried my face in my hands. I always kept my sex life to myself, not willing to share too many details, so having someone who is essentially my leader know about this was more than a little embarrassing.

I heard shuffling in front of me as a clawed hand touched my shoulder, soon accompanied by a soothing voice. "Relax David, this is not the reason I summoned you. I simply mentioned it because I wanted to congratulate you on your progress regarding your adjustment."

"Can we just change the subject please," I pleaded.

I heard Iris giggle and then the shuffling again before she spoke up, "Of course, my child. Care for some tea?"

I removed my hands from my face, staring at a cup of tea in front of me, courtesy of Iris. I thank her as I grabbed the offered cup and allowed the hot sweet liquid cool my fried nerves.

"Better?" Iris asked, sipping from her own cup.

"Yeah, thanks."

"Good, now we can finally discuss. I summoned you to my chambers for a very specific reason. Alana told me about your lessons together and that you surpassed her expectations."

I smiled sheepishly as I scratched the back of my head. "I was always a quick leaner."

"Evidently. You already have a basic grasp on the races of Gaia and their history, but there is one race Alana has yet to teach you about that I specifically asked her not to."

"What race is it?" I asked, intrigued.

Iris' gaze hardened as she stared into my eyes. "Changelings."

A cold chill crept up my spine as mixed feelings of disdain, sadness, and hatred bubbled up inside me.

Seeing my confused expression over my reaction, Iris elaborated. "You can feel it, don't you? All these conflicting emotions inside you? This is normal, our kind and the changelings shared a long and unpleasant history. So much so, that it has become imprinted in our subconscious."

"What happened?" I asked, my tea completely forgotten.

Iris sighed as she stared at the flickering flames. "For you to understand, I must go back to times long forgotten. Far into the west, on the continent of Equiss, there lived an ancient tribe of people with the extraordinary power to turn emotions into pure energy, these people were our ancestors. They lived inside the borders of the flutterpony domain. For generations our ancestors lived peacefully alongside the flutterponies, until a new monarch came into power."

"I take it that this new ruler wasn't as cordial?"

Iris shook her head. "No, she was greedy, power hungry, and cruel. When she caught wind of our ancestor's powers, she demanded that they will give it to her. When our ancestors refused, she attacked. There was no way our ancestors could have won, but instead of running away, they fought back in order to protect their powers."

"What happened next?" I asked, though I believed I already knew the answer.

"They were lost. There were too many flutterponies. Our ancestors' leader knew that he could not prevent the flutterponies from taking away the power of his people, so he ordered his followers to flee while he stayed behind."

"Why? What did he do?"

"In order to minimize the damage he cursed the flutterponies and their land with his dying breath, turning the land into the badlands of Equestria and mutating the flutterponies to the insect-like creatures they are now today, the changelings.

"Homeless and with only a sliver of their powers, our ancestors fled into the continent to the east of Equiss, to here. This small group, no more than a few hundreds, became the succubi and incubi.

"But the tragedy does not end here. Without their leader, the tribe was dissolved. Different groups started sustaining themselves with lust energy, the only type of emotion we can feed upon. It was also because of these groups' loose morals that the incubi and succubi got their dubious reputation, forcing us into hiding."

"Why the tribe never selected a new leader?" I asked.

"The tribe was very superstitious and traditional. It was said that only the son or daughter of the previous leader can lead the tribe. The leader had a daughter once, but she disappeared, believed to be dead."

I simply sat there, taking in the information. I did not know that the succubi and incubi had such a tragic history. I mean, forced to abandon their homes and live in exile sounds horrific. And even if they do wish to return there's nothing left except for a desolate wasteland.

"I'm sorry…"

Iris turned to face me, a look of surprise on her face.

"Why do you say that, my child? You have nothing to be sorry for."

"But I do," I countered. "You have this burden to carry, you were born with it. I simply just… appeared. I have no right to call myself an incubus."

Iris smiled, sitting next to me. She grabbed my chin and turned my head until her lips connected with mine. It was a delicate exchange, pure and simple. I closed my eyes and simply let it happen.

When we broke the kiss, Iris wrapped her hands around me and hugged me tightly.

"What's in the past is in the past, David. The present is what matters. You are an incubus, simple as that, but still… I thank you. Your kindness is something special, my child."

"Thanks, my mother always used to say I'm special."

Iris giggled as we broke the hug, her eyes twinkled with mirth.

"Before I forget, there is another reason I summoned you here," Iris said as she rose from her seat next to me and walked up to a small display case. She opened the lid and extracted a dagger.

"This is for you." Iris approached me and presented me with the dagger.

I looked down at the offered weapon with a bit of apprehension, not sure whether I want to accept such a gift.

Sensing my hesitation, Iris took my hand and placed the dagger in my palm. "Take this, my child, for your own safety. The world out there is cruel for our kind. That is also why I want you to start training with its use as of today."

"I-I don't understand," I said, still looking down at the dagger as if expecting it to come to life and stab me. "Alana told me we should avoid conflict whenever possible."

"It is better to be a warrior in a garden, rather than a gardener in a war. Don't you agree?" Iris replied back, looking at me with certain wisdom in her eyes.

She was right of course, but it didn't make me feel any better. The implications of what might come to pass did not look promising.

"David, look at me."

I did as I was told and looked Iris in the eyes. She stared back at me before smiling.

"I won't say that the road ahead will be an easy one, my child, but you will not have to walk it alone. You are now part of our den, our family. We are here for you."

I smiled weakly, a little comforted by Iris' words. I was still somewhat terrified about what might come next, but at least I won't be alone in this.

"Thank you Iris, for everything. You have shown me nothing but kindness in my brief time in this world."

Iris smiled brightly. "Think nothing of it, my child. We succubi and incubi must stick together. Now go, you still have a lesson with Alana to attend."

With another thank you and a hug, Iris and I parted ways. I flew back to the main chamber and set course towards the apple tree, meeting Alana there.

"So how was yer little talk with the den mother?" Alana asked once I was within hearing range.

I landed roughly next to Alana before replying, "It was fine I guess. She's really nice actually."

Alana nodded. "Yep, that's our den mother, sympathetic to a fault. So, are ye ready for yer next lesson?"

"Sure am."

"Good, because today's lesson is about fighting. I even brought someone to help me."

From behind the tree trunk a certain pony emerged. Dark blue coat, black mane, and garbed in leather armor, there was no mistaking it.

"Hello whelp, I hope you brought a first-aid kit."

Fuck…

Long night's rest [Edited]

Today was probably the most tiresome day Rarity had this season, operating one boutique whilst also supervising another is a lot more strenuous than one might expect. Luckily, winter days are short and rest comes sooner.

With a flick of a switch, Rarity turned off the lights of her bedroom, enveloping it in comforting darkness. The exhausted seamstress crawled atop her silk covered bed and released a sigh of content under its warm embrace. The silk bed sheets were not cheap in the least, but it was by far the best purchase Rarity had made in preparations for winter.

Placing a sleeping mask over her eyes, Rarity let her mind slip into unconsciousness. A few minutes later, Rarity was snoring lightly.

Unknown to her, something was lurking outside her windows, waiting patiently, hungrily. It crept closer to the window, the flapping of its wings made no noise as the being peered into the room. Fingers quickly and deftly worked on opening the window as quietly as possible, all while it kept a watchful gaze towards the sleeping mare for any signs of her waking up.

Opening the window fully, the being snaked into the room silent as mouse and stood still, ready to bolt at a moment's notice. With a sudden shift of the sheets,  the being held its breath. Rarity steered in her bed, shivering.

The being quickly pulled the window shut. Rarity stopped shivering.

Sighing, the being slowly skulked closer and closer to the bed. The moon's silvery glow penetrated the window and lighted Rarity's sleeping form, as if offering her to the being.

A hand slowly extended towards Rarity before running a surprisingly warm palm across her mane. Rarity gasped in shock as she woke up, ready to scream.

Almost immediately, a second hand shot towards her mouth and covered it.

"Quiet, my dear, you do not want to wake up the neighbors, now do you?" a deep, husky voice penetrated the silence.

Rarity's heart started beating faster. Her nose flared as her breathing quickened.

Just as planned.

Detecting something in the air, Rarity momentarily forgot her situation and took a deep breath. Her nose caught a scent most bizarre. It was fruity, but slight tangy and sweet, yet unexplainably masculine.

"I have been observing you for quite some time Rarity," the voice spoke up. Rarity concluded it was a male. "I wanted to approach you in a gentler manner, but alas, you were simply too busy, and I knew you would not have time for me. So I decided on a more… direct method."

The hand that covered Rarity's mouth was lifted, only to be replaced with something soft upon the mare's lips. Rarity parted her lips trying to protest, but a slippery appendage slithered into her mouth instead.

The slippery appendage quickly shot into her mouth, coiling around her tongue and causing Rarity to yelp. Her taste buds were assaulted with something just as sweet as the scent that seemed to spread across the room, and Rarity found herself swallowing it.

Gulp after gulp, Rarity's body heated. At first it felt like her entire body was on fire, but the more she focused on the feeling, the better it became. Her body felt all nice and cozy whilst her lower lips and nipples felt increasingly hotter and more sensitive. The hand that was previously covering her mouth slowly traced random patterns across her lower stomach, closing in on her nipples but not making any contact with them.

Whining, Rarity tried to guide the teasing appendage with her hooves towards her aching nipples but another hand stopped her. It gently guided her hooves behind her head before keeping them there.

Rarity's back legs quivered and kicked. The feeling of being completely helpless was both frightening and exciting at the same time.

Suddenly, the slippery tongue Rarity was so busy sucking upon withdrew from her mouth. Rarity was about to protest when a gasp slipped between her lips instead. Something wet, long, and dexterous assaulted one of her nipples, causing Rarity to moan into the darkness.

The other hand that was busy teasing her lower stomach found a place on her other nipple, kneading the flesh around it and pinching it lightly with dexterous little fingers.

A gasp and a moan soon followed when she felt a pair of lips closing on her nipple and lightly sucking on it. The being hummed, using his mouth to pull and suck while keeping his hand on the other nipple.

The feeling suddenly stopped and the being spoke up, "You have no idea how long I have waited for this, Rarity. Your beautiful body is too much to resist. I must taste it all."

Rarity shivered even more, her lower lips were practically begging to be ravaged as she winked. Two strong hands massaged the mare's inner thighs, encouraging her to present herself fully to the being that towered above her. Rarity breathed heavily. Her hooves twitched occasionally as the pair of hands kept massaging around her flower, but not daring to touch it. It was not until a wave of hot breath washed across her lower lips that she finally gasped, winking furiously.

"You are so beautiful…"

Rarity moaned as she felt something long and slippery penetrate her lower lips. It wiggled inside of her, collecting as much juice as it could. The hands that were previously massaging her thighs snaked around her lower hooves and instead assaulted her sensitive mounds, kneading them like dough.

Something pressed against Rarity's clit that sent short burst of hot air against her sensitive nub, causing her to whimper and twitch every time it did.

The being hummed a peculiar tune. The vibrations coursed through Rarity like lightning, hitting every nook and crevice inside her, making her previous light moans and gasps into tiny screams of ecstasy.

Her lower hooves instinctively wrapped themselves around the being's head, forcing him to go ever deeper and making its weirdly shaped head press into her clit. Unable to hold back the pressure that formed deep in her loins, Rarity half moaned, half shouted as she felt the dam broke.

The being drank Rarity's juices greedily, prolonging her release before finally extracting its agile tongue from her folds, flicking her clit when it was fully extracted.

Rarity breathed heavily, inhaling more of that sweet scent that make her mind buzz and her heart flutter. Before she could even form coherent thoughts, Rarity felt herself being forcefully turned over. A warm body pressed itself against her as the husky voice whispered straight into her ears.

"You are delicious as you are beautiful, Rarity. Want to have a taste for yourself?"  His tongue briefly passes across Rarity's cheek before entering her mouth unhindered. Rarity sucked greedily on the slippery muscle, her own taste fueling her desire. But before she could fully appreciate the taste, the tongue retreated, leaving Rarity hungry for more.

"Yes, you are quite delicious, my sweet Rarity, but-" Rarity felt something poking her entrance. "-I'm afraid I still hunger for more."

Rarity winked once, rubbing her sensitive nub across the smooth surface of the teasing object.

"You want this, don't you Rarity?"

Rarity nodded.

"You want this now?"

Another nod.

"Then I won't keep you waiting…"

Slowly, Rarity felt herself stretch as the object penetrated her entrance. Inch after inch, she could feel herself being filled in ways that she never thought possible. The being above her shivered as it released a wave of hot air across Rarity's exposed neck.

"You are so wonderfully tight, Rarity, truly magnificent."

Ever so slowly, the being bottomed out, making them both moan. The being stayed hilted inside Rarity for a few moments before he began to move just as slowly back, grinding his manhood across Rarity's clit.

Rarity's whole body shuddered as the object almost completely left her folds, making her feel incredibly empty all of a sudden. She sought to draw the being back in, and tried in vain to use her inner muscles to keep it back in, only to scream into her pillow when he slammed back in. The being picked up the pace as he started going in and out of Rarity with reckless abandon, filling to room with wet smacks and high pitched yelps courtesy of Rarity.

Two strong hands gripped Rarity's ass cheeks and spread them apart whilst a single thumb was placed on her puckered ring, applying light pressure. Rarity's screams became even more loud as the being picked up the pace.

Rarity buried her face into her pillow, her breathing ragged and body ravaged. She thought that she had reached the apex of earthly pleasures, but that's when the being decided to up himself.

From his back, a long, lithe, black tail with a heart-shaped tip snaked towards Rarity's other entrance. From its very tip, a drop of clear liquid dropped straight onto Rarity's puckered ring. At first it just hung over her back, and in the next moment it plunged as deep into her ass hole as it could possibly go.

Rarity's head shot upwards as she screamed the loudest so far. Another mind-blowing release wrecked through her body as the being continued to pound mercilessly into her.

With a final powerful thrust, the being groaned, and Rarity suddenly felt something hot rush into her womb.

For a few moments, the two simply stayed paralyzed, enjoying the afterglow.

"You were… certainly worth it my sweet, sweet Rarity. I will definitely cherish this night with you. Now… sleep…"

Rarity felt herself relax under the being's words, and she found herself succumb to slumber…

Rarity woke up with a gasp. Using her magic, she quickly flung her sleeping mask and scanned the room for any intruders.

She quickly regretted it when the sun rays hit her eyes, forcing her to close them shut and wait for them to get used to the bright light. After a few moments, Rarity opened her eyes again, but surprisingly, her room was in the exact same condition that she had left it yesterday.

Rarity tossed her quilt aside looking down on herself. Other than a small stain between her back hooves, nothing seemed out of place.

"Oh my, was it all a dream?" she whispered to herself, cheeks reddening.

But it was not a dream, and everything she felt, was exactly as it seemed…