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“Succubus”
That is what her ancestor had called her but what did it mean? She thinks that Momo might- no must know. She remembers the look she was given after listening to her ancestor, what did that look mean? Was it a look of pity? Of curiosity? Or perhaps… no. Whatever the look may be it doesn’t matter and doesn’t help solve her current dilemma.
It was late, far too late for her to be up. Yet she just couldn’t sleep. All night her thoughts kept drifting to that word again and again, Succubus. Just thinking about the world made her feel so dirty and yet so relieved. But what was it? The more she thought about it the more a feeling in her stomach manifested. It started small, no worse than a stomach ace, but now it burned like a fire that threatened to scorch her skin. This unknown sensation had taken control of her and she had no clue how to relieve it. She had asked her ancestor about this once it got worse and she was met with nothing but a chuckle and a “you’ll soon find out”. Now here she lay unbearably hot and bothered with no clear way to relieve herself.
Yuuko had opened the windows and even tried sleeping without her blanket but she was still just too hot and too uncomfortable. Stripping herself had crossed her mind but the embarrassment of being seen by her family kept that idea at bay momentarily. So she just tried to endure it, squirming and thrashing on her futon in a desperate attempt to find a position that will alleviate this heat in her core.
Then it happened.
It was a simple, her arm brushing over her chest but it sent sparks down her spine to the tip of her tail. She stopped her movements and cautiously brought her hand to her chest and gently replicated the motion. The effect was immediate and another sensation rocked through her body, one that threatened to ignite the fire in her gut yet also promised relief. Reluctantly she brought her hands up again this time gently cupping her chest and began to gently massage her breasts. Each stroke stoked something inside of her that she couldn’t quite comprehend but all she knew was that it felt good. Really good, almost too good. She knew her chest was large, it was impossible to ignore really especially in relation to her shorter stature. Up until now she has always seen them as a pain. Their size were so great she often struggled finding bra’s that would fit properly. Most were too tight and would snap after light use, others could barely hold her boobs in them and often would result in them spilling out of the cup at the worst of times. For these reasons she often chose to not wear a bar when she had the choice. Her mother had warned her on the dangers of going commando like that but any risk was worth the relief it felt having her chest free and unbound.
As Yuuko rubbed her chest she subtly became aware of a dampness forming between her legs. Normally something like this would have disgusted or scared her yet in the moment it made her feel happy. She gradually began to act rougher to her chest, feeling some kind of instinct take over her hands as they began squeeze and fondle her breasts. More and more she rubbed and squeezed until she reached a wall, her movements no longer stimulated in the same way as they had when she started. She was far from feeling satisfied and teetering on the edge of this please felt unbearable to her.
Carefully she looked around to ensure her family was asleep and gently began to lift up her shirt. The effect was immediate as her nipples stiffened coming into contact with the night air. Her legs clamped slightly and her breath hitched, she stayed there frozen for only a moment and then finished taking off her night shirt and then discarding the fabric. She looked down and for the first time really appreciated what she saw. Her chest was large, almost E cups, and as smooth and soft as the rest of her skin. Despite the size they also remained quite perky and didn’t sag at all even despite her distain for bra’s. Gently she brought her finger up and traced the outline of her areola, they weren’t large but they we’re definitely noticeable and we’re a beautiful shade of pink, topped off with little pink nubs that stood at attention in the night air. She didn’t know why but staring at her chest and awoken a hunger and desire deep within her. She grabbed her left breast and began to lift it to her mouth, her nipples immediately stiffening even more under her hot breath sending a shiver down her spine. With no more hesitation she took it into her mouth while pinching her other nipple. Sucking and tugging on the bud with her teeth while her hand got to work pinching and twisting. It was electric, nothing had ever felt this good in her life and it became hard to imagine a life without this bliss. Yuuko began to moan lightly as the pressure in her started building, this feeling was addicting to her. She released her breast from her mouth and then swapped to her other nipple, offering the same sensation to the left as she had given the right. Simpering and moaning into the night she was close but not quite there.
While the pleasure she got from her chest was addicting it wasn’t enough, she could feel herself on the edge but had no clue how to reach the next step. She took her breasts into her hand and began wildly kneading and tugging hoping for a release, but still it wasn’t enough. Then as she sat there gently tickling the tips of her nipples she had a thought, a thought of her, of Momo. Momo was someone Yuuko had a lot of conflicting thought about, sometimes she’s a friend, sometimes she’s a nemesis. But right now she was exactly what she needed. Momo didn’t wear revealing clothing but one time she had managed to see her silhouette as she came out of the shower. At the time the image meant nothing but now in this state the image was seared into her mind. The curve of her waist as it met her hips, the slight gap in her thighs, her smaller but modest chest and most importantly, her toned lower and upper bodies. Momo worked out a lot and the fruits of her effort were well documented in Yuuko’s mind. With these thoughts of Momo flooding her head Yuuko could feel her pants getting even wetter and her skin burning hotter than it had all night. Momo… her Momo… she would claim her she had to, no one else would be allowed to have her ever!
“Momo is miiiiiiiine”
With that she felt the pressure in her groin release and Yuuko was overwhelmed with a sensation that tore though her body and mind. She screamed out Momo’s name and then lay there panting heavily. The heat in her core subsided and gradually she began to drift off to sleep. What had happened exactly that night she didn’t know all she does know is that it felt incredibly good.