Case 140: To something more risque. (R-18)

Growing up, Lyra had always thought that Cecilia had an impressive figure.

She was dangerously slender, yet plump where it needed to be. She was fragrant, soft to the touch, and warm. With how Cecilia usually carried herself, her figure was close to impossible to achieve. Only when she revealed her special constitution that Lyra understand—turned out, she was a succubus all along.

But just because she was a succubus... didn't mean her charms were null. No matter how much the general human consciousness despised succubi, they were highly coveted, if not for their bodies, then their power. Succubi and incubi alike were born to respond to human desires. They knew how to steal the human heart.

And Lyra, facing the noblest of them all, could accurately feel this sentiment.

''Ah... there... touch me more...''

There was something viciously tugging at the heroine's heart as Cecilia's moans poured in. She was touching the woman of her dream sexually, hearing the voices she wasn't supposed to hear, and feeling her dangerous thoughts surging.

She loved the way Cecilia squirmed in her arms, the way she clung to her needily. She loved the way Cecilia's lips, both above and below, felt passionately hot for touch. She especially loved Cecilia's plump chest, which was softer than a pillow, oozing between the fingers as she squeezed.

She tried to pull out her fingers, yet the drenched, pusling lower lips refused to let her go. Beyond that, the little succubus tail was tightly gripping her arm anyway.

Cecilia's eyes were unfocused, her face flushed red, inviting.

Lyra knew she was dragged into a trance, but she couldn't help herself out of it.

'...Ridiculous.'

Even without the other organ between her legs, without the supposedly intense desire for reproduction like the one that Cecilia's lovers possessed, Cecilia's allure was terrifying.

The heroine nearly laughed in disbelief at herself panting. Her crotch was burning. She wanted action. Though, of course, Cecilia couldn't pleasure her the same way in this state.

Something didn't click.

Succubi were creatures adept at extracting human life force. How could they 'suck' anything if they were to happen to be on the receiving end? It could work, supposed that the target was a natural male or the other gender, but when it came to females, there had to be another way. Was Cecilia a special case? Certainly not.

''...Hey. You still hide something from me.'' The heroine abruptly stops her fingers, grabbing Cecilia's chin. ''How are you supposed to eat like this?''

''Huh...? E-Eat...? What are you...''

Cecilia trailed off. She had grasped the meaning of Lyra's words. Still, she chose to avert her gaze, which only elicited a more intense gaze. In short, Cecilia was... afraid.

There was indeed a method to resolve Lyra's frustration, but if Cecilia used it... she might get thoroughly dominated. Lyra wasn't like the other women. She wouldn't be satisfied until Cecilia was entirely hers.

Merely imagining that scene... gave Cecilia a shudder.

''If you don't tell me, I won't continue.''

''Eh? T-That...!''

They were in the middle of round three. Cecilia's climax was halfway built, but to stop at this time... it was nearly unbearable. Still, Lyra kept her words. The more Cecilia waited, the more she was met with indifference. She tried to move on her own, but it was never enough.

Eventually, she had no choice but to bite her lips and replied, ''There is... a way.''

''Continue.''

Cecilia shyly covered her eyes, then spoke with her head turned away, ''I could grow you... a penis. A temporary one, just for pleasure.''

''Should've said that earlier.''

''Hyah?!''

After Lyra's mumble, Cecilia found herself being lifted. She was soon settled on the heroine's lap, looking down on the half-naked beauty. It was a common 'riding' position she regularly did with Penelope.

''Ah...''

Suddenly, Lyra tugged the chain connected to Cecilia's collar, then infused some sort of magic into it. Then, Cecilia felt her magical power coming back, although a mere fraction.

''Make me one. Hurry up.'' Lyra ordered.

Even without the need to read emotions, Cecilia could see the wild craving in the heroine's eyes. She badly wanted it. And since Cecilia had sworn to look at Lyra properly as a woman today, she didn't have an excuse to back out.

So, trembling, the succubus princess activated her signature magic.

It was the first time she had used it, but perhaps thanks to the original body's instincts, it succeeded right away. It would be embarrassing if a high succubus couldn't do such a thing.

But then... Cecilia gulped.

Her mana was poured onto Lyra's exquisite abdomen, seeped into her womb, then gradually rose to form a proper penis. It seemed that Lyra was also starting to feel it. She lightly moaned, her breathing heavy as the shaft hardened for the first time.

The only problem... was its size.

'Isn't this longer than Rachael's...?'

Cecilia felt her lower lips clenching. She couldn't control its size, or at least, she didn't try to, so the reason it came out like this was completely Lyra's fault.

'It's still growing...!'

At the end, the rod reached past Cecilia's belly button. Alarming.

''W-Wait a sec—''

''Where are you going?''

Cecilia only wanted to back away for a moment, but her thighs were soon caught. The heroine stared at her intently, then chinned the vigorous member between her legs, ''Ride it.''

''No, um... won't it tear me apart like this...? I'm not some kind of stretchable toy, you know...?''

''Do it. I'm giving you a chance. If you don't, I'll do it myself.''

Even though Lyra said that, she still cast a pain reduction spell on Cecilia. Confidence boosted by this gesture, Cecilia swallowed her fear and aligned her crevice with Lyra's member.

Then, she familiarly lowered her hips... though the sensation felt was drastically more intense.

''Mhm...''

''A-Ah...! Hgn...!''

The two's moans intertwined. The heroine, blinded by her newfound lust, was marveling at the fresh kind of pleasure this intercourse brought, while Cecilia was nearly losing her mind at how monstrous Lyra's beast was. The usual length she experienced was already quite ample, but this was easily one size or two bigger.

It was pushing her limits, and her body clearly loved it. Her legs trembled from sheer pleasure, plus a sprinkle of pain, holding her back from completely collapsing. Cecilia descended slowly, letting Lyra's tip push her inner walls apart in a more gentle fashion.

Cecilia almost thought her stomach was filled to the brim with just two-thirds of the length in. Even then, it had hit her cervix. If she fell further... it wouldn't be pretty.

So, she was preparing to start moving up, yet Lyra clearly had other ideas.

''Huh? L-Lyra, wait—''

The heroine, with her hands on the succubus princess's thighs, pulled down. With no way forward without going in, the tip tore Cecilia's cervix open and invited itself in, knocking at the very end of her womb with an audible force.

''Mhmp...!''

Cecilia convulsed, her whole mind blank. Her body was designed for plays even more extreme than this, so all she felt was pleasure. Intense pleasure. She was trembling on top of a panting Lyra, who looked as though she had lost all reason.

The night was still young, and it appeared that the two wouldn't stop seeking out one another any time soon.