Unexpected Housemates

"Yes....yes!" A burst of gleeful and wheezy laughter followed the statement as its speaker - a somewhat portly-looking old man in a ratty coat - hurried up the path to a house somewhat off the road from the rest of the neighborhood of Canterlot Heights. Technically that's part of the reason he bought it; a measure of privacy, and some thought it was haunted, so it was cheap to boot!

The moment he was inside, he quickly locked the door and pulled out what looked like a small bottle of silvery-blue ink. "I got it...I finally got it! The last piece for fulfilling all my dreams!" He descended into more joyful laughter as he looked outside to see the sun starting to set. "Just a few more hours. Now to prepare!"

If anyone was outside, or cared, they probably would've been wondering why the owner was shutting his windows, along with the lights all being turned off.

When the sun had finally sunk over the horizon, he retreated to a small, unfurnished guest room. Well, unfurnished aside from scattered papers, books and a drawing taking up half the floor. It was composed of bizarre sigils, emblems, and various geometric sketches, and all of it drawn in the odd ink he'd gotten. "Yes...come to me, my new pets! My loyal slaves!" He giggled madly, setting up a trio of almost blindingly white candles around it.

Once they were lighted, he dropped to his knees and began chanting, every now and then screaming, "Come, my servants! Come to your new master!" Soon the drawing began to glow; at first it was barely visible, then it slowly got brighter and brighter until he had to look away. Then...it stopped. No sooner did the light become blinding, than it just vanished, leaving the room no different than when he started.

"Wha...?" He looked around in confusion. "But, where are they!? My new servants?" Confusion gave way to a tantrum. "No! Nononono! I did the summoning right! I followed every rule!" He screamed at the circle. "I did it right! You OWE me!" In a fit of pique, he kicked at it, aiming to scuff it up some, only to misjudge his aim and miss utterly. The force was enough to take him off his feet where he landed, ass-first. "Ow..!"

Finally, despondency took over. "It's not fair!" He sniffled as he crawled back to his feet. "It promised me my own personal servants..!" His shoulders slumped. "A year wasted in this dump..." A cough interrupted him. "Now I need a lozenge."

With that, he threw away his books and papers, walked out of the room, leaving everything where it lay, never to return. And never seeing the summoning ring glow a soft blue.

Several Months Later

"So much for a good first impression." Spike Draken muttered as he left his first day at school. It seemed ok at first. The teacher and others seemed fairly neutral towards him.

Until he said his parents had bought the house just off the road; then they scooted away like he'd just caught something. It took asking the principal to figure out what the hell was going on. Apparently some eccentric old man lived there before they did, but then one day he just up and disappeared, leaving what little stuff he had behind. He hadn't been seen or heard from since.

Because of this, a lot of the town took it as proof the place was haunted. And for some reason, saw him as bad luck now.

"Should've known moving here was a dumb idea." He rolled his eyes at the couple who quickly ran to the other side of the street when he got near. He knew fitting in was probably going to be tricky, but now it looked borderline impossible. The weather seemed to sympathize with him, since the already overcast day was starting to darken a little, and he could hear faint rumbles of thunder. "No sense being soaked as well as bummed out." With that, he broke into a jog.

By the time he reached home, he'd already been hit with the first few droplets. At least the front porch was covered, which allowed him to stare in shock at the note taped to the door.

Spike,
You won't believe our luck! While you were at school, your father decided to take a crack at the local lotto; and he WON! Can you believe it!? An all-expenses paid time-share up at Brewster Bluff! We wanted to bring you, but the time-share starts tonight, and we didn't want to interrupt your school time.

Besides, someone's gonna stay home to finish unpacking and look after things while we're away.

We'll be home...well, we're not too sure. The others who have a time-share here sometimes forget to come.

Have fun!
Mom'n'Dad.

"I can't believe this!" He yelled, shredding the letter. "I know you two could be flighty at times, but this is fucking irresponsible!" Throwing the pieces aside, he unlocked the door, a bit more viciously than normal, and stormed in. "Dumber than that stupid 'sauna suit' Mom talked herself into buying..." He grumbled, throwing his bag into the corner. The anger dropped to exasperation and just adding to the crappy feeling. Now he was alone, literally and socially.

Heading to the kitchen had him finding another note, reminding him he had access to the bank account to pay for the bills, groceries, and such. 'But they just paid for the power and water...how long are they planning to be out there!?' Feeling a little spiteful, he decided to order a habenero chicken and pepperoni pizza and six pack of cola instead of cooking, knowing both of them couldn't stand spicy stuff.

While he waited, he decided to go ahead and do a little. The dishes and TV were already taken care of, leaving just about everything else. Everything that he knew was his parents', he just stacked up in their room. They were picky about where things went, anyway. Let them worry about it.

His things were already in his room, just leaving him to put them where he wanted, and get his computer set up. The only stuff he didn't know what to do was a bunch of weird odds and ends they insisted on keeping; connectors for who knows what, old parts to cookware he didn't recognize, and all sorts of other things that just seemed to take up space.

Only thing he could think of was to get it out of the way, but where? The doors to the attic and basement were jammed, and the bedrooms were out of the question. "Wait a sec." He perked up slightly, glancing up the stairs. There was one room they hadn't even looked in yet.

"What the hell...??" He said to himself, looking around what must've been intended as a guest or baby room. The door'd been stuck, but nothing a good hard kick didn't fix.

Hey, they'd bought the place, it was theirs to do whatever.

Unfortunately, what he found inside looked more like a scene in a horror movie, just before the monster got its first victim. Symbols and writing he couldn't make heads or tails of had been scribbled on the wall, and his time with video games told him that it was a big summoning circle that someone had drawn on the floor, complete with half melted, dusty old candles around it.

Except...he wasn't getting an evil vibe from it. Sure, it was bizarre to find one, especially since whoever drew it didn't even bother hiding it. And it'd been drawn with bright, almost cheery colors. Even the candles looked like they were just regular paraffin. Looking at the circle, he spied something that seemed legible underneath the layer of dust. It was a really fancy style, but at least the letters were formed. "Huh...'seek'?" He crouched down and started to wipe the dust away. "'Succor'..? No..Succu-"

The moment his hand touched the circle, however, it suddenly lit up like a searchlight, along with a wave of force that knocked him onto his back. It was enough to force him to cover his eyes, and his ears were ringing with something that sounded almost like...singing.

After what felt like an eternity, the light and singing finally stopped, and Spike sat, blinking the spots out of his eyes. When his vision cleared, he saw the circle was gone, leaving only a ring of singed dust on the floor.

He also saw he wasn't alone, either. Crouched down, and hugging each other were two girls. At least, he thought they were girls. One had pale green skin and sea-green hair, the other was caramel brown with two shades of dark purple in her hair. And from what he could tell, they had what he liked to called 'beach-bunny bods'. Both of them were curvaceous, with wide hips, and pleasantly rounded breasts.

As for only thinking they were girls, both of them had a long, thin, whip-like tail and two small batlike wings, colored the same as their hair. And, even though they could crouched, he could they were at least a foot shorter than he was.

After a moment, 'Caramel' opened her eyes, showing they were a dark purple tone as well. She glanced around for a second before whispering. "Blush, this...this is the human world! Can you smell the difference? We're finally out of the Void!"

'Green' hesitated before opening hers (orange-brown), and looking up. "T-this is the human world?" She sneezed. "It's kinda dusty..."

"W-what-slash-who the hell are you two, and how the hell did you get in my house!?" Spike yelled, pointing at them, his body having trouble deciding if it should get him to his feet, or scramble back.

That seemed to let them both know they weren't alone, since they turned his way in surprise. That lasted only a few seconds though, because when that faded, 'Caramel' licked her lips, giving him bedroom eyes. 'Green' simply squeaked and blushed brightly. "Are-are all humans so...so big!?"

"Sometimes." 'Caramel' replied, before letting her go and crawling seductively towards him, revealing that the both of them were naked as a jaybird. "Well, hello there." She purred, her breasts gently bouncing with every move. "Are you the one who summoned us? If so, then we owe you..." Her gaze drifted to his crotch, her smile widening, "...a very special thank you."

"W-we?" 'Green squeaked, covering herself a bit. "B-but, Saffron! I do....I don't even know what a weenie looks like!"

'Caramel', or Saffron, apparently, suddenly giggled. "Really, Blush. 'Weenie'?"

'Gre-er, 'Blush' blushed brighter. "Oh, uh...willie?"

Saffron laughed again. "Ah, we'll get you talking like a Succubus one of these days."

"Succubus? The hell!?" Spike considered backing up, but this Saffron was already straddling his leg.

"Yeah. You wouldn't have created a summoning beacon if you didn't know about us. Gotta admit, though, it was really rude to leave us floating in that interdimensional void for so long!"

"Summoning...you mean that weird circle I found on the floor? You two were right in the middle of what's left when all that light and singing stopped." He pointed at the spot Blush was still sitting at.

"Wait...you didn't intend to summon us?" Saffron blinked in confusion.

"I didn't know what happened!" Spike replied, trying his best to keep calm with a busty shortstack on him. "I came in here to put some boxes away and found a freaking summoning circle on the floor! I mean, we just moved here a couple days ago, so this is the first time I've been in this room. All I did was brush off the dust to see something. Next thing I know, I'm hit with a light show and find two hot, naked girls in front of me!"

Blush squeaked cutely while Saffron smirked. "Aw, that's sweet of you. Now, before anything else, maybe you should start from the beginning."

"Ok...but can we do this in a different room? These are my good pants."

"Wow...!" Blush whispered as she looked out the living room window. "Even when it's storming, it's bright out there! Saffron! The sun, I can see it up in the distance!"

Spike considered asking what she meant, but seeing her bent over was...distracting. She'd taken the towel he offered to cover up, but Saffron declined, saying she liked having her bits seen.

At least she crossed her legs. "So, you heard some old fellow used to live here before you, but he just vanished, right?"

"From what I head, though that has people thinking the place is haunted." Spike grimaced at that.

"Well, you think that he could've created the circle initially?" She asked. "Since it didn't really activate until you touched it, he must not have done it properly, or didn't finish it and left in a huff, leaving us without a point of entry. Which explains why we drifted around between dimensions until you finished the summoning."

"But...where does that leave us...??" Blush asked, walking over to sit by her. "I-I don't wanna go back to our home realm, Saffron...!"

"Not to sound like a Captain Obvious, but I'm gonna guess that wherever you two are from isn't even a nice place to visit." He said.

Saffron snorted lightly. "You have no idea. The Succubus homeworld, for lack of a better term, sucks. It's either a dry, rocky wasteland or muddy, reeking swamp. What little sunlight we see is just enough to remind us of how dreary it all is."

"Not to mention the food..." Blush cringed and made a 'yuk' noise.

"Yeah. I don't think we have to tell you what we Succubi feed on." Saffron grinned, making a fellatio gesture.

"I-I kinda guessed..." Spike turned bright red and tried to ignore how tight his pants were getting.

"Well, thanks to how costly it is to create a portal here from our world, only our queen, nobles, and other higher-ups can afford it, leaving the rest of us to settle for synthetic meals, or if we're lucky, find an Incubus...the males of our race." She clarified. "Unfortunately, due to how few there are, they tend to go into hiding. So, you can get a pretty good idea that when Blush and I saw a beacon from your would, we went for it."

"Ok, but if you're here, then...well, you're here." He said, hoping that didn't sound as dumb as he thought it did.

"That's just it." Saffron sighed. "If it was a portal from our world, then we'd be able to stay as long as we like. By accepting the summons, though, we agreed to come on terms."

"What does that mean?"

"If we don't form a Contract with the summoner, we'll get yanked back." Saffron put an arm around Blush, who whimpered at the thought of that. "So, in that regard, I think we're both willing to form one with a cutie like you."

Spike gulped. "Um...what kind of c-...of Contract"

"We get to stay in the human world, and in exchange..." Saffron slowly spread her legs and tugged Blush's towel down a bit. "You get to have us."

"S-Saffron!" Blush squeaked when he got an eyeful of her chest.

"S-say that again...??" He asked, too busy staring to notice the growing tent in his pants.

"Simple." Saffron got up, her hips and tail swinging as she walked up to him. "You get to have us, whenever, wherever, and however you please. And in return, the contract allows us to stay in this world. So..." She whispered, reaching to gently stroke him through his pants. "What do you say? Looks like you could use some company here...any...way." She blinked. "Whoa...Blush, you gotta feel this! Remember when I told you male humans were big in more than one way?"

"I...whoova...wa..." Spike mumbled, his mind still stuck on the idea of two cute girls flat out offering themselves to him like that. Girls from another reality, apparently, but still... "W-wait a second." He said, managing to snap himself out of it. "I mean...are you two sure you're ok with this? Especially the whole 'when, where, and how' part..." The confusion really set in when Blush - Wallflower Blush, according to Saffron, who introduced herself as Saffron Marsala - suddenly broke out crying. "Was it something I said!?"

"Well, it's part of a standard Succubus Contract, so we were pretty much expecting it. Getting a human 'Master' who's honestly worried about a us being okay with it..." Saffron exhaled seductively, "That makes us want to make this contract a lot more. Blush?"

"Mm...Mm-hm." Blush nodded, biting her lip some.

"Don't worry, Blush is a hot little thing, she just hasn't had a lot of experience."

"W-well...o-ok..." He conceded. "Just...h-how do I sign this contract?"

"Oh, that's easy." Saffron moved to brace herself against the wall and bent over, lifting her tail as she did to give him a view of her ass. As she did, he noticed a strange mark just under her tail. It looked like a tattoo of a stylized heart...but it was glowing. "Just sign under my sigil."

"By 'sign', I'm guessing you mean..." His pants became almost painfully uncomfortable when she took a cheek in each hand to reveal her puckered star; the tight ring looking ready, willing, and able.

"I'm ready...Master." She stuck her tongue out at him teasingly.