I pushed myself up onto my elbows, my breath still coming in ragged gasps. My body felt stronger, more alive, but the sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel my succubus instincts urging me to seek out more—more energy, more strength, more pleasure. But I had to stay in control. I couldn't let myself become a slave to these urges.
"Focus," I muttered, forcing myself to sit up. My legs were still shaky, and my lower body felt sore, but I managed to steady myself. I glanced around the battlefield, taking in the carnage. The other ghouls' bodies lay nearby, their twisted forms a reminder of my loss of control and brutality. But I didn't care. I was always like this, brutal and cruel, the only difference was my succubus body.
"I'm not sure if I want to try the other methods again"
"Well, I'm stuck in this form"
With a deep breath, I crawled over to the next ghoul, my body still trembling from the lingering effects of the last devour. I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the corpse. The memory of the intense pleasure was still fresh in my mind, and part of me was eager to experience it again. But another part of me—the part that still clung to my humanity—was wary. I didn't want to lose myself in this. I couldn't.
"Oh fuck it"
Spreading my legs wide, I activated Devour again, the dark tendrils of shadow immediately sprang out from my slit. Wrapping around the next corpse and began pulling it closer. With each inch, the shadow tendrils advanced, bringing with them a fresh wave of pleasure. My inner walls were slick with anticipation, eager to be filled once again.
My chest rose and fell as I struggled to catch my breath, each intake a pleasurable sensation. My mind was racing with thoughts of the unknown, thoughts of how deep and far inside will the ghoul enter, will his head enter first, or will his legs? Will I have an orgasm each time I Devour? Or is it only because it's the first time using that new technique?
But in a swift second, the questions faded away, and the sound of wet squelching brought me to reality, the ghoul's half-corpse head was forced into my vaginal hole, the dark tendrils doing everything they could to pull, forcing it to disappear inside, the scene was something from a twisted dream or a wet nightmare. But instead, it was my reality. My naked, sweaty, and bloody reality. And by sheer will, I spread my legs even wider, holding my lower body as if I were giving birth, it was a shameful sight but effective.
"AHHHHAAAA!"
Again, the wave of orgasmic bliss washed over me, but this time I was better prepared, or I thought I was. The feelings were the same and I lost control, dropping my head backward, embracing the sensations running through me, all thoughts forgotten, replaced only by ecstasy.
"HA... FUCK!" I moaned, falling to the ground, my body twitching as I orgasmed yet again. I looked down, staring in disbelief at the decent-sized bulge on my lower abdomen. It looked wrong. A former man in a succubus body, with a month's pregnant belly.
Ding!
[Devour success!]
[+20 HP]
[+10 Mana]
[+1 Strength]
"Fuck!" I hissed, laying there, panting, my body trembling as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided. My mind was a haze of conflicting emotions—shame, disgust, but also a strange sense of satisfaction. The power I had gained was undeniable, but the cost… the cost was something I wasn't sure I could fully reconcile with.
I stared down at the bulge in my stomach, my hand instinctively resting on it. The sensation was strange, almost surreal. I could feel the ghoul's essence inside me, a dark, pulsating energy that seemed to thrum in time with my heartbeat. It was both unsettling and exhilarating.
"This… this is so messed up," I muttered, my voice shaky. But even as I said the words, I couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through me. The power, the pleasure—it was intoxicating. And part of me wanted more. So I decided to do the most logical thing.
"Devour!"
I activated the skill again and with one swift motion, the last ghouls' corpses, along with all the organs were forcibly pushed through my womanhood and in seconds they were absorbed inside, causing an unimaginable sensation of pleasure to course through me. Again!
"Ahhh!!... Fuckkk~!!" I cried, arching my back and spreading my legs wide, inviting and submitting to the feeling. My arms grabbed my legs, pushing my knees next to my head to grant easy access, I was experiencing a birth. No, I think it should be called an unbirth, and it's fucking awesome.
'By my maker, I'm becoming a real twisted succubus'
The battlefield was silent now, save for the sound of my ragged breathing and the occasional drip of my love juices. I sat there, staring at nothing. My body lay sprawled on the ground, trembling from the aftershocks of yet another overwhelming orgasm. The bulge in my lower abdomen had grown even larger, now resembling that of an eight or nine-month pregnant woman.
"Well... At least now, the corpses are gone," I muttered, pushing myself up. Crawling slightly backward to the black rock and leaning my back on the hard surface, my hands still lingering around my stomach, wondering when this big bulge would subside.
Grrr!
"!!!" Suddenly I heard a growl coming from my right side. With the remaining strength I could move, I tilted my head slightly to take a peek, and the sight I saw was none other than the ghoul who had escaped before, and he was looking directly at my lower body.
'Fuck'
The ghoul's glowing, hollow eyes locked onto the grotesque bulge in my lower abdomen, its jagged teeth bared in a snarl. Its clawed hands twitched as if it were debating whether to attack or flee. I could see the hunger in its gaze, the primal instinct to feed, warring with the fear of what I had just done to its kin. My body was still trembling, my legs spread wide, and my pussy slick with the aftermath of the devouring. I was in no condition to fight, but I couldn't let this thing get the upper hand.
I let no sound and made no sudden movement, trying to prepare a plan to attack or even defend myself with my hell chains. However, I somehow smelled a sweet scent coming from the ghoul. Instinctively I knew what it was. Lust!
If he was a half-ghoul I would have used him to heal my core, since they possess genitals but sadly he was a weak low level ghoul. However, I still planned on killing him, with every creature I devour I grow strong.
Spreading my legs wider I exposed my entrance to the ghoul, showing him that I won't resist. With that I got him. The ghoul snarled and took a step forward, its rotting flesh moving with an eerie grace. His broken arm dangled awkwardly at his side, the sweet, sickly scent of his lust filled the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the musky aroma of my own arousal. My succubus instincts were screaming at me to use this moment, to exploit his weakness, and I did.
"DEVOUR!" I screamed the moment the ghoul's ugly face was inches away from my pussy, the shadow tendrils sprung out, and without even needing my instruction they instantly wrapped themselves around the ghoul's body, pulling him closer with a force that was both terrifying and exhilarating. The ghoul let out a guttural screech, its claws flailing wildly as it tried to resist, but it was no use. The tendrils were relentless, dragging it toward my slick, waiting hole.
"That's it," I hissed, my voice trembling with desire. "Come closer and accept your fate!"
Grrr!
The monster growled as the tips of its claws scraped against my inner thigh, yet the sensation was muted, my body and mind were focused on one thing—the desire to devour. To fill me completely, to satisfy the raging, burning lust within me.
With one final tug, the shadow tendrils yanked the ghoul in, its foul mouth barely grazing my pussy before being absorbed into it. Immediately, the sensation of the most amazing female orgasm exploded, washing over me like a tidal wave. Every fiber of my body sang in ecstasy, my nerves sizzling with delight.
"F-FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I cried, tears forming in the corners of my eyes as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into me. My back arched, my hips bucking involuntarily as my inner walls contracted around the invading monster. My pussy was a fleshy, squishy, monster devourer. And the fact that I... a former man and hero... didn't care about a monster entering such an intimate place of mine spoke volumes, about my new fucked mindset.
"Ahhh~... The... Pleasure is... overwhelming" I moaned, squirting all over the place and pressing my palm against my stomach, feeling every second the bulge was shrinking down, no matter the pleasure of the ghoul's skin, flesh, and bones were all inside me, I needed to watch and feel the show to the end.
"Come on," I panted, struggling to catch my breath as my body twitched and spasmed, "hurry up... I still need to find a cock to fuck"