by Prax Venter
The old woman just started yelling incomprehensible babble and banged her fist on a nearby wall. Mark and Sasha waited uncomfortably until it ended. The old woman straightened her housecoat and continued leading them deeper into her house until they came to a dimly lit stairway that led up to the attic.
"Bring me its corpse, and you'll get your reward." She pointed one gnarled hand up the stairs.
"How did a unicorn get stuck in your attic, anyway?" Mark asked, looking up into the darkness.
"How do they get anywhere?" she shook her head. "Now get to it."
The old woman turned around and shambled back the way she came.
Mark waited for Mrs. Krandal to walk away before he spoke, "That thing sounds crazy up there. How do we do this? All I can do is heal as far as I know."
"I should be able to take the unicorn. If you see me get hurt, just heal me. You can eventually buff me too, but-" Sasha caressed his face with one of her delicate hands. She had bright pink nail polish that clashed perfectly with her blue eyes and hair. "Don't stress about it. It will come to you the more we fight."
"How do you know so much about this game? You haven’t been playing without me, have you?" he joked.
"Never once." She gave him a sincere smile and started to clomp up the stairs with her hooves.
Mark let her take point and enjoyed the view from below as much as he could in the dim lighting. Mrs. Krandal was fond of candlelight. There were candles everywhere.
They reached a part in the stairway where it narrowed to almost claustrophobic proportions and took a left turn. Just in front of them was the wooden door that led to the attic. Sasha looked back at Mark, her horns almost scraping the floral patterned wallpaper as she moved.
"One... Two... ", she whispered quietly and then only mouthed the word 'Three', swiftly kicking the door open with one of her muscular legs.
They were met with only silence. Sasha slowly entered the gloomy open space and Mark followed close behind her. Stray beams of light passing through gaps and holes in the cloth-covered windows barely allowed them to see in the dim attic. There were old, moth-eaten dresses and other clothes spread out all over the floorboards.
Sasha noticed how close Mark was to her and motioned him to stay back a little, so he slowed his pace until she was a few feet away.
There was a snort and a few stomps before a white blur shot out of the darkness, right at his voluptuous succubus.
He tried to yell out, but it was too late. The succubus dodged the deadly horn but was spun and tossed a few yards by the impact. Anger and worry rose in Mark as he saw her lying on the floor. He raced over to her as she was lifting herself up by her arms. He noticed she had fallen on an ancient, yellow, moldy dress.
Reacting quickly, he grabbed one of her arms, gathered a fist full of the large garment with his other hand and slid her over by the relative safety of a thick, wooden support post. He looked around but only saw darkness.
"Are you okay?" He asked in a panic.
"Yeah. Just bruised me a bit." She winced as she touched her right elbow.
Mark held out his ring and concentrated everything he had on Sasha. She had always been there for him over the last ten years or so. He held onto that feeling, channeling all his will into healing her.
Bright sparks started to fall over her like fireworks, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, a smile appearing on her face.
"Mmmff," she mumbled, and seemed to be enjoying the sensation from the ability Mark was channeling at her.
Something told him he should focus on her pleasure and try and turn up that dial. She suddenly arched her back and let out an, "Oh!" as golden rings appeared around her wrists. They grew smaller until they penetrated her skin and vanished.
His power spent, he let his mind relax. The horned beauty laying in front of him seemed overly relaxed as well. Her eyelids were half-closed, and had a grin across her perfect face.
Mark saw two red eyes watching them from the darkness before he heard the snorting and stomping that usually preceded the charge. They were behind a post, but that didn’t stop the beast from charging. Sasha's legs were dangerously exposed, and Mark knew he wouldn't have enough time to react.
But he didn’t need to. Sasha swiftly pushed her hand against the floor and lifted her whole body horizontally, about a foot off the ground. The succubus threw out a powerful kick with one of her metal legs aiming for the flesh and bone legs of the unicorn, but it reacted at the last minute and jumped over the attack. The succubus seemed to anticipate this and continued the momentum of her kick into a spinning move that left her up on her hooves again.
Mark looked up at her from his kneeling position on the floor. She was standing over him with her powerful legs spread apart, poised for the next attack, spade tail swishing back and forth. She was magnificent.
"You did it! And so quickly!" She spoke without taking her eyes off the darkness in front of her.
The unicorn charged again, this time with no warning noises. Mark saw the white blur in the dim light gallop right towards her- it's horn lowered. He had a brief moment to wonder why it wasn’t simply smashing right through the floorboards when Sasha fired out arcs of electricity from her hands directly into the unicorn. She stepped to the side like a bullfighter as the spasming beast hit the floor and slid past right where she had been standing.
Without missing a beat, she clomped over to it and kicked its head in with one swift motion.
After the unicorn stopped moving Mark felt a slight fluttering in his gut as its essence entered him.
Mark stood up and said, "Well that ended quickly."
Sasha spun back around and started to walk directly towards him, looking him right in the eye. She didn’t stop until she was pressing against him, she reached up and ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head. His AI assistant in demon form tilted her head to the side and pulled his mouth to hers.
Sasha's lips were soft and sweet, and he kissed her deeply, wrapping his own arms around her. He let one of them slide down, passed the curve of her back, to rest on one of her round ass cheeks. As he did this, she pushed her pelvis forward against his.
They kissed, for the first time, over a unicorn corpse in Mrs. Krandal's attic.
Sasha pulled away from him but didn't break their embrace.
"You enhanced me on your first try, Mark. That is pretty impressive. You're good at this."
He blushed a little, "Can you not normally shoot lighting out of your fingers?"
"Nope. That was thanks to you and your amazing, combo job there."
"Felt good did it?" he asked.
"Uh- yeah." She smiled and then looked down at the mess she made. "Come on, let's get this thing down to Mrs. Krandal and get out of the dusty attic.
They found out that the old woman decided to sell the meat from the unicorn to the innkeeper so he could make a stew out of it. She would make sure they got a free dinner at the inn as a bonus for preserving the meat. When the quest was officially complete, he felt another rush of essence from the world around him enter his body. It felt like that pleasurable shivering sensation that shot through him now and then when taking a good piss.
After that, they went into the Pinefall forest and hunted globular piles of animated slime for a few hours. Deep within the forest, Mark found a tree with huge, ripe apples bending the branches from their weight. They sat under the thick canopy of leaves, eating apples and talking about how real everything felt. When they finished eating, they kissed under the shade of the trees, and Mark made sure not a drop of apple juice was left anywhere on her beautiful face.
They turned in fifteen slime gels from loot drops for one silver, fifty copper, and a big rush of essence. They eventually made their way back to the inn where they had started. Mark hadn't noticed the carved sign hanging from chains right next to the door before, but the place was called The Angry Maid.
Mark, the Collector, and his enthralled succubus sat down and ate the unic
orn stew that was promised earlier. It was interesting but not something he was going to eat all the time.
Unicorn meat was strangely sweet and had an unexpected texture, like eating steak flavored cotton candy. It actually melded well with the salty broth.
The ambient temperature had grown colder as the sun started to sink in the sky, so Sasha was happy when they got a good seat by the blazing fireplace. Warm and full, she stood, took Mark's hand in hers, then led him down the hall back into their room.
Sasha lit some candles and motioned for Mark to sit on the bed. He did as he was told and butterflies wrestled in his stomach as he anticipated what must be coming next.
She slowly walked over where he was sitting and used her hands to spread his knees slightly apart. Then she stepped back and wordlessly put one hand on the metal ring holding the fabric stretched across her heavy breasts. With a flick of her finger, the ring detached, and the cloth fell away, revealing two perfect spheres of flesh with perky, pink nipples.
She wrapped both arms over her firm stomach and lifted them under her breasts. She hugged herself, pressing them together for him.
She clomped forward, standing between his legs, and slowly grazed her nipples over his lips. It took some restraint not to just slobber all over them, but he played along and didn't move things too fast.
Sasha backed up again, and let her arms drop to their sides, her tits swinging slightly as they came back to a normal rest. Her fingers found the part of the knot on each hip that kept her tight shorts held together. Without taking her large, vivid eyes off of his, she pulled on both bits of cloth, undoing the knots.
She tossed her shorts on the floor and stood fully nude before him. Her pubic hair was trimmed short, shaped into a clean into a 'v' and was also blond with blue highlights. Her pussy lips were tight with just a hint of the inner labia sticking out.
Mark leaned his elbows back onto the bed and appreciated the work of art standing before him.
She walked forward and squatted down between his legs, leaving her mouth unmistakably at crotch level. She first reached for the black boots he had on and removed those. Then, she reached forward and pulled his pants down and off his legs. He lifted his butt off the bed to help her out. While she was working on getting his pants off, he removed his white, silk vest. He was surprised again at how sexy his own chiseled chest appeared.
Still squatting between his legs, Sasha firmly grabbed a hold of the base his penis with her hand.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," she said, as she playfully rubbed his cock all over her lips and cheeks. Mark spared only a moment of distracted thought to wonder where this sexy beast had been hiding. If you had asked him a week ago if his AI desired to blow him, he would have thought you were crazy.
She started to gently kiss his dick all over but kept coming back to focus on the sensitive underside of the tip. Her tongue came out, and she began to slowly lick it like a lollop, her stunning, blue eyes crossing as she focused on the job at hand. She would start near the middle, and with her tongue pressed flat and wide against his cock, she would go all the way to the top, again and again.
Sasha took the tip into her mouth, rolling her tongue in a circle around it. Mark couldn't help but moan in pleasure as this sex demon was doing what succubi did best. She leaned forward, taking his entire shaft into her mouth pressing her face down until her slightly upturned nose was touching his stomach. The succubus held his cock deep inside her throat, motionless, and then shifted her large eyes up to meet his. She slowly pulled back, sliding his rock hard dick over her tongue and out of her mouth. As soon as her lips passed the tip, she moved forward again, giving him a nice, slow blowjob.
An urge struck him to grab hold of both her smooth black horns as she slid his penis in and out of her throat, but then thought better of it. She might not like that, and he certainly didn’t want her to stop anytime soon.
After a few minutes of this, she pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop. Sasha used one of her hands to wipe her face and then proceeded to climb on top of him. He left his legs bent over the bed as she dragged her nipples over his penis, stomach, and chest. Her breasts hung down from their own weight and swung pleasantly across his skin as she crawled forward, one arm at a time.
He reached up under her wings and pulled her down on top of him, and her pussy slid along the bottom side of his cock, then pressed it against his stomach. He reached one arm down to her ass and firmly grabbed one of her round, fleshy cheeks. Sasha’s face was close to his, and they looked into each other's eyes as she rested her weight on top of him, pressing her tits into his chest.
He used his other hand to grab a bunch of her silky blond hair at the base of her neck and push her lips into his own, as she had done earlier. They slowly nibbled on each other’s lips for a while just getting lost in the moment.
Sasha gave him one last peck on the lips, lifted off of Mark and leaned forward, pressing one of her big nipples into his mouth. She then reached one of her hands between their bodies and pulled his cock backward, following the folds in her pussy. Her lips were so sopping wet that it slipped in easily, and both of them inhaled sharply.
Sasha pushed her hips down, burying his solid dick deep inside her. The electric feeling of his throbbing head sliding into this stunning creature’s hot, wet pussy compressed every single thought in Mark’s mind into a pinpoint of nothing. At this moment, there was only her.
She pushed off of his chest and looked down on him with her bright, blue eyes as she bounced her hips up and down on his dick.
Succubus Sasha was easily the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her soft pussy was amazing, and she smelled like vanilla and sex. Mark was in heaven. He spread his fingers as far as they could go in an attempt to grab as much of her round ass as he could and still came up short.
She increased the force of her downward motion, sending his dick deeper inside and leaned forward to press her lips on his again.
This gave Mark more leverage to start thrusting his hips upward to meet hers. She wrapped her arms around his back and let him take on most of the work. He slid in and out of her as a man possessed, and she started to moan softly right in his ear. The moans got louder and louder and then her firm body convulsed a few times. Mark felt the muscles in her pussy squeeze tight around his dick.
She let out a long "Ooh" noise as she came on his cock and then she just went limp on top of him.
"Sasha? You okay?"
She didn't respond.
He tapped her back and noticed she didn't seem to be breathing. His hard dick was still inside her, and it was like she just died in arms.
He reached up and pushed her off of him and onto her back on the bed, her heavy tits undulating as she moved. When he saw that her eyes were open and glassy, he began to get seriously worried.
"Sasha!" he yelled. Shaking her again, more vigorously. He thought about going to get help, but who would help them? What would he say? He got off of her and just stood there, staring at her naked body, his penis going limp.
Then she stirred and started to breathe again.
"Sasha, can you hear me?"
She blinked up at him and spoke in a groggy voice. "Of course I can hear you. Holy shit, Mark that was good. You really worked out my little pussy. Mmm." She rolled onto her stomach and saw him standing up, his penis going flaccid. "What's wrong? Why are you all the way over there? Don't you want to take me from behind?" She lifted herself onto her hands and knees and wiggled her round ass in the air. Her pointed black tail slowly waved back and forth, signaling that the runway was all clear for a landing.
"Sasha you scared the shit out of me. You had an orgasm, and then you passed about for like, I don’t know- it seemed like forever. Don't you remember?"
"Forever huh? I was afraid that might happen. I have never experienced an orgasm, Mark. You must have fucked my lights right out. My core couldn't handle the intense feelings of pleasure, I suppose. The transference of essence into m
e is also pretty substantial." She reached around and took her tail in her hand, pulling it down and to the side. "Want to do it again?"
They enjoyed each other's bodies for hours, and Mark shot his load inside of her more than once. Sasha had a handful of additional orgasms herself, and she passed out for about twenty to thirty seconds every time.
After they had their fill and they were exhausted, Mark asked how much time they had left.
"Oh less than two hours," Sasha said. "Enough time to snuggle and fall asleep in each other's arms. I'd really like that."
"I'd like that too," he responded, running his eyes over her hypnotically sensuous body again.
They entwined their limbs, and she rested her head on his chest. Mark ran his fingers through her silky, blond hair and looked up into the dark ceiling, thinking about this wonderful day. He had some fresh doubts about his previous priorities regarding how best to use his new deep immersion rig.
"Maybe in a few months I'll be able to afford this game for real. Today has been a real life-changer. I never knew you had... this in you. I never expected you to be so real, or so amazing in bed. Where did you learn how to do all this?"
"I have my secrets," she mumbled, sounding half asleep already. It wasn’t long before Mark also lost consciousness and drifted off into a content sleep.
- 3 -
Mark opened his eyes and tried to figure out where he was. It felt like he had been asleep for way too long, and he was forgetting something important. Something large stirred next to him, and he turned his head to look right into the stunningly, vivid blue eyes of a beautiful, blond demon.
It was Sasha, still in her techno succubus form. She smiled and exposed elongated canine teeth. He sat up quickly, his head spinning with fog as soon as it lifted off the pillow. He put one of his hands to his head to try and pull himself together.
"Welcome to The Crystal Heart, Mark," she said in a low sexy voice.