Shit, shit, shit fucking bitch! Why are you doing this to me? Fight me properly, not like this!
My mind was going numb, a thick fog rolling in until I couldn't feel my own body anymore. My arms hung useless at my sides, fingers twitching without my permission. In front of me stood the succubus, her lips split in a wide, manic grin that showed just a hint of sharp canine teeth. Her dark blue eyes glinted with predatory delight, reflecting the dim torchlight of the ruined chamber like twin sapphires soaked in malice.
Why did this happen? Just why?
I was nothing special. Back on Earth I'd been your average guy spent most nights with my hand down my pants, scrolling through endless porn tabs, jerking off until I passed out. Someone worthless like me shouldn't have caught anyone's attention, let alone God's. But apparently the bastard upstairs decided I was perfect for his sick little game. One truck-kun later, and boom reincarnated into this fantasy shithole.
No golden finger. No overpowered system. No glowing status window or helpful goddess handing out starter packs. Nothing. Just me, dropped naked into a forest with zero explanation.
It had been exactly one week since I woke up in this world. One grueling week of scraping by, stealing food from farms, avoiding wolves bigger than motorcycles, and finally dragging my half-starved ass into the nearest city. That's when I met the city lord a smug, perfumed noble who looked down his nose at me like I was dirt on his boot. He offered a quest: kill the succubus that had been preying on travelers in the nearby ruins. Everyone knew the stories she'd slaughtered every hunter sent before me.
But the reward… 100 gold coins. A whole year of not having to work, not having to beg. A year where I could eat hot meals, sleep in an actual bed, maybe even visit a brothel without feeling like a complete loser. I took the job. I was desperate.
And now here I was, sword dropped somewhere in the dust, pants around my ankles, completely at her mercy.
The succubus knelt between my legs, her long black hair spilling over her shoulders like liquid midnight. Her tongue traced slow, deliberate circles around the head of my cock, and every flick sent lightning bolts of pleasure shooting up my spine. Because of her aphrodisiac charm magic, my body betrayed me instantly she knew exactly where I was most sensitive, exactly how to tease until I was throbbing helplessly in her mouth.
"Oh dear," she purred, voice like velvet soaked in honey, lips brushing the underside of my shaft as she spoke. "It feels good, doesn't it?"
I tried to snarl, tried to curse her out, but all that escaped was a pathetic whimper.
Her dark blue eyes flicked up to meet mine, pupils blown wide with hunger. "For a boy who looks barely seventeen, it's surprisingly big," she murmured, giving a slow, appreciative stroke with her soft hand. "I'm definitely going to enjoy you to my heart's content… before you die."
Shit, shit this bitch is going to drain me dry.
My body was no longer mine to control. The charm had sunk its hooks deep; I couldn't even lift a finger to push her away. With a lazy, triumphant smile, she hooked her claws into what remained of my shirt and tore it clean off my torso. The fabric ripped like paper, cool air hitting my bare chest.
"Whoa, my my," she cooed, tilting her head as she examined me. Her gaze raked over my pale skin, lingering on the faint ribs still visible from a week of near-starvation. "Isn't this quite the pale little body… compared to that impressive weapon down there."
I wanted to scream at her Yeah, I'm just a normal guy with a big dick, so what? What does my scrawny-ass body have to do with anything? I'm twenty, damn it I just look younger because I've always had this baby face. But no words came. My throat felt sealed shut by the magic.
She rose gracefully to her feet, hips swaying as she began to peel away her own clothes. The thin black silk slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet like spilled ink. Her skin was flawless porcelain, curves lush and dangerous. Full, heavy breasts bounced free, nipples already peaked with arousal. Lower still, between her thighs, she was visibly dripping glistening wetness trailing down her inner legs. She was ready, aching, prepared to slide down and take me whenever she wanted.
Her grin widened as she stepped closer, pressing those impossibly soft, impossibly large breasts against my chest. The contact alone nearly made me come on the spot.
"Don't worry, sweet boy," she whispered, breath hot against my ear. "I'll take my time with you."
The cold, gritty stone of the ruined chamber floor scraped against my back as she shoved me down without a shred of gentleness. I didn't feel the pain her aphrodisiac charm had turned my entire body into one throbbing nerve of pleasure, drowning everything else out.
She dropped to her knees between my legs, thighs spreading wide, her dripping heat hovering just above me. Those dark blue eyes locked onto mine, gleaming with cruel amusement.
"Oh dear," she purred, voice thick with mockery. "Have you finally given up resisting? Poor little boy… even without a drop of mana or any real muscle, you lasted longer than most. I'm almost impressed."
She leaned forward, pressing those impossibly full, heavy breasts against my bare chest. They were soft, warm, and so plush they seemed to swallow my scrawny frame. My brain short-circuited. No, shit what the hell am I thinking? Focus, you idiot, you're about to die.
But my body didn't care about logic. It only cared about the heat radiating from her skin, the way her nipples dragged across mine as she shifted closer.
Her hand slid down, fingers wrapping confidently around my cock. She gave it a slow, deliberate stroke, thumb teasing the tip, drawing a helpless shudder from me.
"Shh… let me put it in," she whispered, lips curling into a wicked smile.
Fuck. I didn't think I'd lose my virginity like this pinned under a demon, charmed out of my mind, about to get drained dry right after coming. If I ever found the god who threw me into this world, I was going to curse him until my throat bled.
She lifted her hips, guiding me to her entrance. The slick, burning heat of her brushed against the head, and then slowly, deliberately she sank down.
One inch. Two. A low, throaty moan escaped her lips as she took me deeper. "Nngh…"
She kept going until she bottomed out or almost. A little was still left outside. Her eyes widened slightly, pupils blown wide with surprise and hunger.
"It's truly the biggest one I've ever had," she murmured, voice husky, almost reverent. Then the smug grin returned. "Let's see how long you last."
She started moving.
Each roll of her hips was slow, torturous, perfect. The tight, wet heat gripping me was nothing like my hand back on Earth this was unreal, overwhelming. Her juices coated me, dripping down with every thrust, the lewd slick sounds echoing in the empty ruin.
At first her moans were soft little breathy gasps, "Ah… mmh…" but they grew louder, needier. "Ahn… haa…"
The sound of her voice, those desperate little cries, shot straight through me. I felt myself swell even harder inside her, impossible as it seemed.
She noticed immediately, of course. Her eyes flicked down, lips parting in a delighted smirk. "Oh? You got harder… is this because of my moans?" She clenched deliberately, walls squeezing like a vice. "Hehe… naughty boy."
She picked up the pace, hips grinding faster, harder. Her breasts bounced with every movement, slapping softly against her chest. Sweat glistened on her pale skin, black hair sticking to her cheeks and neck. Her moans turned into full, shameless cries "Nngh! Yes… ahh! So deep…!" each one dragging me closer to the edge.
I couldn't hold back anymore. My hips jerked up involuntarily, meeting her thrusts. She threw her head back, horns glinting in the torchlight, and let out a long, shuddering scream as her climax hit.
"AAAAHHH !"
Her walls clamped down, pulsing wildly around me, and that was it I exploded inside her, hot pulses filling her up as my vision went white.
I braced for the drain, for my life to flicker out like all the stories said.
But nothing happened.
Instead, a strange purple mist began rising from my skin, swirling around us both like living smoke. Warmth,power,flooded into me, rushing through my veins like fire.
My body moved on its own.
With one sharp push of my hand against her shoulder, I sent her flying. She slammed into the far wall with a startled yelp, sliding down into a heap on the stone floor.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" she gasped, voice laced with genuine pain and shock as she clutched her back.
I stood up slowly, legs steady for the first time since the charm hit. The purple mist coiled thicker around me, and I could feel it strength, actual strength filling muscles that had been weak and starving just minutes ago.
She stared up at me, eyes wide with panic. "How… how are you moving?! And your mana it's stronger than before! Way stronger!"
Mana? So this purple mist was mana. I hadn't even known I could have any.
"No… don't tell me you were hiding your power all along?!" Her voice cracked. For the first time, real fear flickered across her beautiful face.
She was only a D-rank demon, scraping by on weak prey like the hunters before me. And now… now the tables had turned.
But how?
I looked down at my hands, flexing fingers that suddenly felt like they could crush stone. Power thrummed under my skin, hot and addictive.
A faint, dazed thought surfaced through the haze:
Whatever just happened when I came inside her… it didn't kill me.
It made me stronger.