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The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14

Date: 2/12/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Author: SSelxuyt, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

her head. “Please, stop it!” The succubus begins to sink back under the water and I dive in after her, barely noting as Arethusa stops her chanting. Angela meets me coming for her, and together we swim back up to the surface. “Are you okay?” I gasp as soon as my head breaks the water. Angela nods her dark tresses at me, but I can still see the shadow of her pain behind her almond shaped eyes. “Yes,” I hear Arethusa titter. “Very interesting.” The golden little woman looks speculatively from the Orange Bubble to Angela and back again. I turn to berate her for her cavalier attitude, but remember that we’re being chased. “Everyone in the—“ I cut off as I look at my car. The Orange bubble is the same. When the fairy quit chanting, it must have reverted back to its original form. Growling, I realize that the only way we’re going to get away is to either leave someone behind, or get very cramped in my little car. There is only one real option. “Everyone in!” I yell, and watch as Angela and Ondine help each other get a groaning Brooke into my car. It’s too dangerous to let anyone hang onto the outside, and try to get away. “It’s bigger on the inside,” I hear Ondine state as she crawls in. It can’t be, I think, as Arethusa zips in through the door, and I hear her little titter echo inside. Reaching the open door, I look in, and see that it truly is bigger on the inside. Suddenly I understand Angela’s pain. She’s tied to the car, through the portions of her soul. I can’t imagine ... what that would have felt like. Then I remember the Orange Bubble getting burned up, and the condition the succubus had been in after the picnic at AnnaBelle’s church. I’m going to have to treat my car a lot better. Angela and Ondine lay Brooke out comfortably in the car, as I get behind the driver’s seat. I experience an odd sensation of vertigo, as the windshield displays a stretched out version of the horizon. Willing the car underwater and back to the beach off in the distance, I stand and marvel at the way my car is laid out now. There is easy standing space, as well as walking room. There are now two rows of back seats and even a massive bed covered in golden yellow blankets behind that. The floor is covered in a lush golden carpet, and golden tapestries hang down over the windows. “Are you okay?” I ask Angela again. “It feels weird,” she tells me, “as if I’m too big for my own skin.” “I thought this would be a lot more comfortable,” Arethusa pipes up. “If you’d have given me more time, I could have added in an area for a fire pit, a place to use the bathroom, a pool, and even a fountain.” “Please, NO,” Angela moans, holding her stomach. Brooke moans on the floor, and I look at the redhead. In the brighter light of my car’s interior, she looks even worse. I can see where her old cuts are, the flesh around them red and raw. Scales are missing from her tail, and I realize she isn’t changing back. Even Ondine has changed to two legs. Guiltily, I have to admit that she has a ...