Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!

Author Note:

You see that asterisk in the title. You know where the last chapter ended. You know what's set to happen.

So, WARNING! Futa x Female lewdness ahead!

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Melisa waited nervously by the academy gates.

She couldn't help it. Her heart was fluttering.

The twin moons hung heavy in the midnight sky, casting a violet glow over the cobblestone streets of Syux. Melisa tried to calm down.

[It's fine,] she told herself. [It's... You're just losing your virginity tonight. That's all. Nothing to be afraid of.]

She swallowed.

[Holy shit, I'm going to get fu-]

At last, Isabella appeared, sauntering towards Melisa with a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes.

"Ready to go, cousin?" Isabella purred, linking her arm with Melisa's.

Melisa nodded, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

"Y-Yeah..."

Sneaking off in the middle of the night felt scandalous, but the thrill of being alone with Isabella at this hour overrode any hesitation.

They made their way through the quiet city streets, giggling and whispering all the while.

Isabella's fluffy tail swished excitedly behind her, occasionally brushing against Melisa's leg and sending shivers up her spine.

Before long, they arrived at Isabella's grand family home.

As they approached the ornate front door, it swung open to reveal Kimiko, Isabella's mother.

"Welcome home, darling," Kimiko greeted Isabella warmly, with a firm kiss on her lips. Melisa was only caught off-guard briefly before she remembered, [right, right. This is normal for kitsune.]

She had to fight to keep that in mind as she saw Kimiko squeeze Isabella's ass.

"So," Kimiko said, "it seems my daughter brought a date home. Greetings, Melisa."

".... Hi."

Melisa bowed, unsure of what exactly she was supposed to do. Especially since it seemed pretty damn clear Kimiko knew what was happening here.

[I mean, what the fuck am I supposed to say? "Hey there, auntie. Your daughter's been teasing me for the past several months and today I'm finally going to let her pound my-"]

"I'll leave you two to your fun," Kimiko said with a wink. "I'm off to bed. Don't stay up too late now!"

With a wave, she went her own way.

Melisa half-expected Isabella to lead them straight to her bedroom, but to her surprise, the kitsune girl tugged her hand and pulled her towards a different staircase.

They climbed up to the second floor, emerging onto a sprawling balcony that overlooked almost the whole city.

The night air was cool and sweet, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from the garden below. Isabella leaned against the balcony railing, the breeze ruffling her pink hair as she gazed out at the twinkling lights of Syux.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Isabella murmured, her voice soft. "The city, the moons, the stars... Everything in Syux seems more magical at night. Wouldn't you agree?"

Melisa joined her at the railing, their shoulders brushing.

She took in the stunning view, the violet-hued city stretching out before them, and the moons above.

"Y-Yeah, it's... It's beautiful."

A slow smile spread across Isabella's face. She turned to face Melisa, her emerald eyes sparkling with affection and desire.
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She leaned in, whispering in Melisa's ear:

"I'm so glad you like it," she purred. "But you know... as beautiful as this view is, it pales in comparison to the stunning creature standing beside me."

Melisa's heart skipped a beat.

She swallowed.

[How is she this good!?]

A rosy blush bloomed across her cheeks as the kitsune girl closed the distance between them, snaking her arms around Melisa's waist and pulling her close.

"Isabella..." Melisa breathed, her skin tingling everywhere their bodies touched.

Being this close, she could feel the heat radiating off of Isabella, could see the darker flecks of jade in her eyes.

"Melisa," Isabella murmured back, her fluffy tail coming up to curl around Melisa's leg. "My beautiful, brilliant Melisa... I've wanted this for a long, long time."

Melisa swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. She could feel something firm pressing against her abdomen, and she knew exactly what it was.

It did nothing to deter her. But, something else did.

"Uhm, wait, wait, before we... You know," Melisa gestured between them. "Should we... Is protection a thing?"

Isabella raised a brow.

"Protection?"

"Yeah," Melisa nodded.

"What?" Isabella looked confused. "Why?"

"You know... To make sure nothing happens."

"..." Isabella paused. "Well, I wasn't quite planning to be that rough, but if you'd like to do this while dressed in armor, I'm sure I could-"

"No, no, I mean, protection for..." Melisa sighed. "To make sure I don't get pregnant, I mean."

Isabella blinked.

Then, Isabella laughed.

"Oh, you don't know?"

Melisa pulled back.

"Don't know what?"

Isabella smirked.

"Kitsune can choose whether to impregnate someone or not."

Now, Melisa was stunned.

"What???"

"Yeah," Isabella laughed softly. "Now, look, I'm a mage. This is a different type of scholarly work to the kind I'm used to, so, I couldn't tell you the details if I wanted to. But, yes, we can choose, subconsciously, whether we want to try to impregnate someone or not.

I mean," she grinned, "there's a reason Mommy Dearest can fill me up night after night and I still haven't popped out a mini-me, you know."

"..."

Melisa's mind short-circuited.

Half because of the information she was just presented with, and half because of the mental image that had just been created for her.

[... Every night? Really???]

After a long while, she said:

"Noted."

"Now, are there any other concerns you have, or... Can we get to it?"

Melisa took a moment.

Then, she shook her head.

And, that was all the invitation Isabella needed.

Surging forward, she captured Melisa's lips in a burning kiss, one full of pent-up longing.

Melisa melted into the embrace, a soft moan escaping her as she threaded her fingers through Isabella's silky, pink hair.

They lost themselves in each other in an instant, hands roaming all over. Clothing was tugged impatiently aside.

Soon, they were both naked. Melisa, in her purple, curvy form. And, Isabella, in her thin, lithe frame, with a hard dick standing at attention.

[... Geez. It''s happening.] Melisa swallowed.

"Wow," Isabella, smiling widely, looked Melisa up and down.

[Please, don't do that. That's so embarrassing.]

"Your tits are massive!" Isabella cackled and Melisa walked over, putting a hand over her mouth.

"W-We're on the balcony!"

"So?" Isabella smirked, grinning back at her. "If anyone's up they'll be seeing those tits bouncing in just a moment. What's the issue?"

"H-Huh!?"

"Yes," Isabella leaned in a little closer. "I want to fuck you here, after all."

Melisa blinked.

She was so embarrassed she could melt.

But, she didn't protest.

"Now," Isabella said, "take my hand."

Melisa did.

Isabella guided Melisa's hand to her cock.

With a trembling breath, Melisa wrapped her fingers around the shaft, feeling the warmth and hardness of it against her palm.

"Does it feel good?" Isabella asked, her voice husky.

Melisa nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as she began to stroke. She could feel the soft skin sliding under her hand, the veins throbbing.

Isabella let out a sigh of contentment, her eyes sliding closed as she leaned back against the railing.

"Mmm... that's it, Melisa. Just like that."

Encouraged by Isabella's response, Melisa continued to stroke, experimenting with different speeds and pressures.

She wanted to make this moment good for Isabella, to make her feel as good as she possibly could.

Their lips met again, the kiss fueled by pure lust as their tongues danced together.

Isabella's hands roamed over Melisa's body, cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples gently. Melisa moaned into the kiss, her knees feeling weak all of a sudden.

She could feel the tip of Isabella's cock, slick with pre-cum, sliding against her palm with each stroke.

Breaking away from the kiss, Isabella pressed Melisa against the balcony, her eyes dark with desire.

"I need to taste you," she whispered, her breath hot against Melisa's ear. "Let me prepare you for what's to come."

Isabella knelt gracefully, her fingers gliding down Melisa's thighs, teasing, drawing shivers from her cousin's body.

She nuzzled her face against Melisa's smooth skin, her breath hot, trailing kisses upward until she reached the apex of Melisa's thighs.

Melisa's breath hitched, her fingers tangling in Isabella's pink hair.

Isabella's tongue flicked out, testing, tasting, before she dove in with intent.

[Ohhh fuck,] Melisa sighed. [How- how much practice has she gotten?]

Each stroke was deliberate, each caress an expert motion that sent waves of electricity coursing through Melisa's body.

The tail behind Isabella swished in rhythm with her movements, brushing against Melisa's legs, adding another layer to the already overwhelming sensations.

"Oh god, Isabella," Melisa gasped, her voice breathless, her grip tightening.

Isabella hummed in response, her fox ears twitching, the vibrations making Melisa's legs tremble.

She buried her face deeper, her tongue exploring every fold, every crevice, her hands gripping Melisa's hips to keep her steady.

The sounds of the city below seemed to fade. Melisa's world narrowed to the point of contact, to the relentless, skillful assault of pleasure that Isabella was orchestrating against her.

It was almost too much.

Just when Melisa felt herself about to cum, Isabella stopped.

She pulled away, her lips glistening, her emerald eyes filled with a dark, unfulfilled hunger.

"Not yet," Isabella murmured, her voice thick with desire. She stood, her hands never leaving Melisa's body, guiding her, turning her to face the balcony railing. "Hold on."

Melisa's mind was a haze, her body aching for more, as Isabella lifted one of her legs over the railing.

[Oh...]

Melisa had never felt quite as exposed as she did then.

Isabella positioned herself, her stiff cock pressing against Melisa's wet entrance. She took a moment, clearly savoring the sight of Melisa spread out before her. Vulnerable and ready.

"Look at you~" Isabella whispered with her lips at Melisa's ear, her voice a sultry purr as she ran a hand down Isabella's calf, up her thigh, and stopped at her waist. "Dripping so much and we've hardly gotten started~"

To an extent, Melisa was embarrassed to hear that. The gap in experience here was as wide and deep as an ocean.

And yet, she got even wetter.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Isabella began to push inside, the head of her cock spreading Melisa open, filling her inch by inch.

Melisa's breath caught, a gasp escaping her lips as she felt the stretch. Isabella felt bigger than she looked.

"Isabella..." Melisa moaned, her hands gripping the railing, her knuckles white. She pushed back slightly, against Isabella, needing more.

Isabella didn't make her wait. She thrust forward, burying herself to the hilt.

Melisa, back on Earth, had read that losing their virginity was something some girls said was painful. Others said they didn't feel any pain at all, though as far as she could see, those were in the minority.

Be it because the latter was right or because nim had different physiology, Melisa was surprised regardless that it didn't hurt at all.

Isabella stayed still for a moment, savoring the feel of Melisa wrapped around her, before she began to move.

The pace was slow at first, almost torturously so. They'd just started and Melisa wanted her to go faster. Isabella's tail wrapped around Melisa's leg, holding her close, steadying her as the rhythm intensified.

Every thrust, every movement felt so calculated. Precise.

It was torture. Actual torture.

Torture that made Melisa wonder one thing as soon as Isabella got going.

[This feels so... right,] she thought, her jaw hanging open and her tongue almost spilling out on its own. [Holy shit. I can feel it. It's like this is what I'm meant for!]

Discovering the feeling of being fucked like this was almost akin to tasting water after going 30 days without a single drink.

Melisa's moans grew louder, her body trembling with each thrust, her mind consumed entirely.

"Please," she gasped, her voice breaking. "Isabella, please."

Isabella's lips curled into a smile, her eyes never leaving Melisa's face.

"Please, what?" Isabella asked before - smack, she slapped Melisa's ass. Melisa bit down on her cheeks.

"Faster. H-Harder."

Isabella obliged.

Isabella's smirk widened, a predatory gleam in her eyes.

She pulled out abruptly, drawing a whimper of protest from Melisa.

Before Melisa could even process the loss, Isabella grabbed her, maneuvering her effortlessly away from the railing.

Isabella brought Melisa down.

She pressed Melisa's face down to the cool marble floor, the sudden temperature change sending a shock through Melisa's heated skin.

Isabella's hands gripped her hips, lifting her ass high into the air, presenting her like a feast.

Melisa's heart raced, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

"Perfect," Isabella murmured, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

She spread Melisa's cheeks, teasing her pussy once again with the tip of her cock, then thrust in hard, filling her completely in one powerful stroke.

"AHCK-"

Melisa cried out.

"More," Isabella commanded, her voice a low growl. "Louder. I want to hear you, Melisa. I want the city to hear you! Let them all know I'm marking my territory tonight. As far as I'm concerned, anyone else who gets to touch this pussy after me is but a guest to my home~"

Melisa complied, her moans almost turning to screams as Isabella pounded her.

It was seriously impressive how Isabella was moving right now. She knew just how to hit Melisa's sweet spots.

Melisa's mind was a haze, her senses overwhelmed. She could feel herself unraveling, the pleasure mounting to an unbearable peak.

She was drooling, even. Her saliva pooled on the floor beneath her, her face pressed down, her thoughts fragmented. She was aware only of Isabella's cock driving into her, filling her, taking her apart.

Isabella's thrusts grew even more intense, her pace punishing.

Melisa felt herself teetering on the edge, her body quivering with the need to release. And then it happened.

A wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure crashed over her, her muscles contracting violently as she came.

Melisa screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy squirting uncontrollably. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her juices spraying out in rhythmic pulses, soaking the floor and Isabella's thighs.

Isabella's grip tightened on Melisa's hips, her own groans of pleasure mingling with Melisa's cries. She kept thrusting, riding out Melisa's orgasm, prolonging her pleasure, milking every last drop of ecstasy from her trembling body.

When it was over, Melisa collapsed.

She couldn't even think. Her body twitched a few times.

Melisa felt like, in that moment, all she could think about was when she'd be ready to do it again.

Isabella withdrew slowly, her touch suddenly gentle.

She turned Melisa over, brushing the hair from her sweat-drenched face, her eyes softening.

"Liked it?"

Melisa nodded weakly.

"Good. Cause..." she grinned and, for a moment, Melisa swore she was looking at the devil herself, incarnated into a fox woman.

Isabella grabbed one of Melisa's horns and whispered:

"... It's going to be a long night."