The campus was almost empty as Alex stepped out of the cleaning room, locking the door behind him with a soft click. There were just a few classes left running.
As for his classes, he had unknowingly skipped them while pounding Anna's huge ass.
The sky had turned deep orange, streetlamps flickering on one by one.
His legs felt heavy—not just from the sex, but from the emotional weight of the day.
Liza's voice floated in his head, curious.
'So… library girl next? You still have that book.'
Alex shook his head, hands in pockets.
"Not today. It's already evening. I'm tired. Haven't even read the damn thing yet. Tomorrow."
Liza hummed, thoughtful. She had just been joking earlier while testing the limits of her human host. Was he really human or an incubus in disguise?
'Fair. You did just destroy two virgins in less than 48 hours. Even I am impressed. Take the evening off, champ~'
He walked toward the gate in silence, the cool air clearing his head. All he felt was his balls slightly aching. He had emptied them completely that day.
But thanks to the succubus, the production count was much higher than ordinary men.
His balls weren't the only thing empty—his stomach was too, growling and begging for food. Having plenty of rough sex did make a guy hungry.
At the popular chicken place near campus, he bought a box of fried chicken—extra spicy—and a canned coffee.
He sat on the low wall outside, opened the box, and ate two pieces slowly, staring at nothing. The air gently brushed through his black hair while he enjoyed the last bits of the orange clouds as night fell.
The chicken was hot, crispy, perfect.
But his mind kept replaying flashes: Alice's shy smile under the ginkgo tree, Anna's broken scream when he claimed her ass, the glowing tattoo that proved she was his now.
His lone personality made him question his sanity. How could a dream be so long and detailed? This was impossible to be a dream, right? He asked himself.
Liza spoke again, softer this time.
'You okay? You're quiet. Usually you're at least pretending to argue with me.'
Alex took another bite. Hearing the succubus's sweet voice was another proof that his life was changing and everything that had happened was reality.
"Just thinking. A lot happened fast."
'Yeah. Two girls. One flashy tattoo. One very happy succubus. You're doing better than most incubi I've known for centuries.'
He finished the chicken, wiped his hands, and started the walk home—one block, quiet residential street, his mom's small house on the left.
No Alice waiting tonight.
No hand to hold.
Just him, the streetlamps, and the faint ache in his balls.
He bought another coffee from the vending machine on the way and sipped it slowly.
Liza stayed quiet for a while, then:
'Hehe~ You miss your little girl?'
Alex didn't answer immediately.
"…Yeah. A little."
'Hmmm~ Good. Means you're a normal man.'
He reached home, slipped in quietly—mom was still working a late shift, TV off, the whole house silent.
Took the remaining fried chicken with him to his room. He had loved spicy fried chicken since childhood.
Entering his boring, simple room—he did have a soft, nice mattress, though.
Computer on.
He sat down, stared at the desktop.
Usually he'd boot up a game and play for a bit, sometimes even for hours. Although he was a bookworm, he enjoyed playing games a lot.
He had a decent PC, but no flashy lights or cool setup. Everything around him was made to be as simple and minimalistic as possible.
Tonight he just opened a browser, scrolled aimlessly. A bit of news reading and a bit of random short videos. Today's evening was boring.
At that time yesterday, he had been having dinner at Alice's house, totally uninvited by her parents, but it had been a fun night.
Liza's voice, teasing but gentle. She wanted to entertain him a bit, although she was dying of boredom too.
'You're not gaming. That's new.' After scrolling through his memories when they connected their minds, the succubus knew some of his past habits and routines.
Basically, she knew him more than Alice, Anna, and even his mother.
"I'm tired," he said aloud, voice low. "But I can't sleep yet."
He stood up suddenly, dropped to the floor, and started push-ups. He rarely exercised but always wanted to be an athletic, muscular man.
Slow, controlled.
One. Two. Three.
Liza watched silently for ten reps.
'Building stamina for tomorrow? I could make you stronger and bigger, but I'm still worried heavy magic on your human body will cause harm, so not yet~'
"...I guess I can build it up myself."
Twenty. Thirty.
His shirt clung to his back with sweat.
Fifty.
He rolled onto his back, started crunches.
Liza finally spoke again.
'You know… most guys in your position would be bragging, planning their next conquest, jerking off to the memory.'
Knowing how most guys would react if a succubus was helping them pull girls. The majority would just be lazy motherfuckers!
But Alex kept going, abs burning already, his whole body trembling with each rep. He was lean and nice, but not muscular.
Most of his muscles lacked definition, and he wasn't that big. His massive dick looked like a third leg in his current body.
Still, he continued and chatted with Liza.
"I'm not most guys."
'No,' she said, almost fond. 'You're not. You actually care if they're okay after. That's rare.'
He switched to planks, breathing steady.
Sixty seconds. Ninety.
"I just… don't want to hurt them."
'You won't. Not if you're careful. And you are.'
Two minutes.
He collapsed onto the floor, chest heaving.
Liza's voice dropped to a whisper.
'You're going to be a great man, Alex. We're doing well. Just… keep being you. The girls will come in loads. The power will come too... Ah, I'm so happy I chose you.'
Alex stared at the ceiling, sweat cooling on his skin.
"Thanks, Liza."
'Anytime, baby boy~ ♡ Now go shower. You smell like three hours of raw sex and fried chicken. Tomorrow we hunt for more!'
Alex laughed once, quiet, and pushed himself up. She was right. He did smell bad after just half an hour of workouts. He needed a relaxing bath too.
He bathed, ate the rest of the cold chicken straight from the box, and finally crawled into bed.
His phone buzzed on the nightstand, lighting up with a string of unread messages.
From Alice ♡ (sent over the last few hours):
[19:11] Alice ♡
where did you go after class??
i waited at the gate like yesterday…
i walked home alone thinking about you the whole way (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃).
[19:45] Alice ♡
• anna told me you two talked and she talking so much about you...
• thank you for being so kind to her... She had been so depressed lately, but now her eyes are full of life! (≧▽≦).
• my legs are still a little sore from yesterday hehe ( ꈍᴗꈍ).
don't laugh at me!!
[22:22] Alice ♡
are you home safe?
i'm in bed wearing your hoodie again
it smells like you… makes me remember last night
goodnight alex ♡ sweet dreams
[23:03] Alice ♡
wait i'm still awake
can we get coffee tomorrow morning?
i miss your voice already…
From Anna (new messages, bold and unfiltered):
[20:58] Anna
hey… darling
your cum is still inside me ♡
i can feel it every time i move
my pussy is so sore... couldn't imagine my first time to feel so amazing ~
i keep thinking about how you... took care of me on that couch
I miss you already~ I need more ♡
[21:17] Anna
i'm home now and your cum is still dripping out hehe
your cock felt so good stretching me
i'm yours now, right? ♡
tell me i'm yours
Alex read them all twice, heart pounding, cock already stirring again.
Liza whistled.
'Look at that. One shy and sweet, one bold and filthy. Perfect balance.'
He smiled and typed back the replies like the girls would want. It was easier to express his thoughts and emotions in text, so he was romantic and sweet, also bold and shameless.
He set the phone down, turned off the light, and finally let sleep take him.
Liza's last whisper, soft and satisfied.
'Two girls dreaming of your cock tonight.
I'm proud of you, boyy~. Tomorrow we hunt for more~ ♡'
Alex drifted off with a quiet smile.
For the first time in days, he fell asleep with a very good mood.