Baleful Eyes 2

She twists around on the bed, her lithe form writhing around you. “Whenever you’re ready,” she laughs in her new voice. The succubus crawls up to look at you full in the face, yellow-and-black eyes glinting like golden beetles in torchlight. Her luscious lips smack together in apparent hunger, with no imperfections betraying that the entirety of that wet mouth was actually a form-fitted gag that encased your lover’s tongue and teeth. A pale red hand traces its way down your cheek, with all the loving pressure of the person you love the most, but alien in its appearance and texture.

Neurotex. An entire bodysuit, ridiculously invasive and surprisingly realistic. Your love had disappeared into the curvy form of a heart-stoppingly beautiful female demon, going so far as to wear inserts, swallow a molded gag, and otherwise immerse herself fully into the character seamlessly. And now… to finalize this depraved scene…

She eyes your remote. “Any day now,” she says playfully. She kisses you, full on the lips, and your tongue searches out a slick writhing form in her mouth that couldn’t be hers, it’s too smooth and firm and yet your tongue intertwines with hers-

She breaks away, wiping a bit of your- her?- saliva dribbling obscenely from the corner of her chin. “Let’s see about continuing on with that when I… become Talia…”

You look deeply into her demonic eyes, and cannot help but sense, in spite of the unfamiliar face, in spite of the fact that the eyes you were staring into didn’t belong to her at all, but were merely ultra-realistic rotating gel forms with imbedded micro-cameras that transferred a video feed via transparent contacts… You cannot help but sense her. Your adorably kinky girlfriend. This flaming hot succubus was undoubtedly her, despite the profoundly decisive physical alterations rendered by the neurotex.

“Having second thoughts?”

“No,” you say. “Not at all. I’m just wondering how I could possibly describe how much I love you. And... “ You hold up the remote, which feels warm in your hand. Her eyes travel to it and she bares her sharp teeth in a cute smile. “...I think I’ve figured out how.”

She leans forward and hugs you, and the smell of neurotex- mostly overpowered by the lingering succubus scent of iron and cherries, but still distinct- fills your nostrils. “See you in an hour,” she whispers warmly into your ear.

You bring the remote up behind her and press the smaller of the two buttons on the remote.

Instantly she tenses against your body, artificial muscles flexing as the Talia personality your girlfriend coded takes over. Her body ripples, and a stifled gasp is halted to a jittering stop.

For a moment, her warm body is draped over you, paused, thoughtful.

Then.

She pulls away sensuously and stares into your eyes. The way she carries herself is different.

Your girlfriend… is now Talia.

“Well, well,” the succubus says in a throaty voice. She seems slightly confused. “I appear to have been summoned… A moment ago, I was in the second circle of hell, but now…” she looks around interestedly, then turns and stares deep into your soul, licking her lips. A genuine curiosity flickers in her eyes. “I assume you summoned me to pleasure you, mortal?”

“I…” For a moment you’re at a loss of words. Her face is stirring with unique passion and undisguised, hungry lust. That curvaceous body slithers around you, rubbing against you, and you have trouble believing that somewhere in there your sweet girlfriend is gagged and blinded and doubly penetrated… Because now Talia the succubus is advancing on you, ready to pounce, and that expression is quite unlike anything you’ve seen her display before...

“...yes.”

“Yes?” Talia, the succubus, quirks an eyebrow at you. “And you do know the... payment… for such a service is… your soul?”

“And I render it to you willingly,” You say with dry lips. You can almost believe it, the intense way the succubus is speaking to you, her mouth wet with anticipation. You can almost believe that your soul is being sold to this demoness.

“Is that so?” Eyes alight with the promise of equal parts pleasure and danger, the succubus leans in towards you, gracefully. You see her back sloping, that copious rear end perking out, and can almost imagine the pressure being put on the plugs deeply inserted into the woman you love, helplessly bound and turned into an observer underneath the rust red skin…

She reaches down and firmly takes a hold of you. The hand is both delicate and unyielding, and you choke off a gasp. She wriggles in closer to you, and you can’t help but remember what your girlfriend had said about being programmed with moves you had never even heard of…

Talia bares her sharp teeth in an anticipatory, sexual snarl.

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“Yes, yes, YES, mortal! Faster-”

“Ah-”

Her body massages around your groin and twists like it’s possessed. The copious red bottom- almost ridiculous in its size- slaps your thighs as you plunge into her repeatedly. Talia, for her part, is still going strong and has been pulling you along for the better part of the ride, on and off- well, more on than off-

Suddenly the edges of your vision go white, and a pressure builds up and releases. Talia climaxes a few moments later, impaled upon you, and shudders sensually. After a few moments of post-coital bliss, you and Talia fall apart and roll onto the sheets. You already feel tired, but still take the time to glance over at the clock. Almost exactly one hour has passed. Any time now, the neural switch would deactivate…

Talia hisses at you softly. “You’re good, human. Better than I expected.” The demoness gracefully pulls herself up and watches you hungrily. “Hardier, too. I would have thought by now that your soul would have been absorbed… I suppose I haven’t quite fully feasted yet… It’s odd though,” the succubus continued, a vague look of confusion flitting across her dauntingly beautiful face, “I feel… rather tired… for a-”

Her eyes suddenly stare off blankly into the distance, and her sentence pauses like a hesitant snake coiling up. The neural switch.

You get up on your elbows and catch her just as she tips forward suddenly. Her momentum catches you by surprise and the limp red body of the succubus drapes itself on top of you. Her head wavers forward, eyes half-lidded, and you get to see the neural switch’s memory wall lifting at point blank range.

“I…” she murmurs. A crease traces its way across the realistic mask that is adhered to your love’s face. She blinks twice, and all the memories of the past hour and so seem to rush in at once. She lets out a breathy laugh. “Oh… wow…”

She looks down at you. Talia the demoness is gone, a callus shell that she has now cast aside. That gentle smile curving her unfamiliar lips is recognizable enough.

She leans in and embraces you fully, warmly. You clutch her in turn, feeling her heartbeat even through the neurotex.

“Was it good for you?”

“So much. You?”

“God yes.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too…”

The silence smells of iron and cherries.