You kneel before the summoning circle etched on your apartment floor, the ritual dagger just above your vein.
Your first project, the Kronii-Tulpa was beside you, holding a clay flask that contained your precious life juices.
The Tulpa some would consider a failure, but to be honest you've grown fond of her. She wasn't the Kronii you wanted, but she was cute in her own way.
Still however, your hunger for the occult arts have been awakened. You've decided the next step was the summoning of a succubus, you've learned your lesson and thus have taken the appropriate measures.
You are garbed in a long flowing robe dyed in azure blue, you clench your jaw as you slice your wrist diagonally.
The droplets of blood fall into the flask, mixing with your semen. The tulpa picks up the pestle and mixes the contents together.
You start incanting the words, a poem that was inscribed in ancient Babylon when the night wept blood and the winds were blown by demons.
You feel power welling in you, a portion of your essence was to be scarified. The lights of your apartment dim.
The salt that comprised the circle was blown by a mysterious wind, swirling together like a maelstrom, a dark shadow coalescing in the middle of this whirlwind.
Shadow and salt combine to form a vague humanoid form, the mirage turning more solid and malleable until lo and behold you are in awe at the figure before you.
She had black leathery wings attached to her back, her eyes an unnatural turquoise blue.
She looked exactly like your oshi, except she looked fatter and meatier, all in the right places.
She was completely naked, her skin shining like bronze.
Great horns erupted from her temples, shaped like those of a ram. She had ears that were pointed like knives.
"Mortal, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Her voice was perfect, it had the deep and rich honey tone that Kronii was known for.
You quickly finish your poem, you know that to do anything else would invite disaster.
The great demoness frowns, it appeared her hopes of tricking you was dashed as a glowing mystical tattoo started to burn itself unto the skin above her womb.
"Tsk, another aspiring sorcerer." She squeeze's the fatty area where her brand was imprinted on.
"Demon, thoust now belong to me." You say with grandiose gusto.
You were getting good at this.
"What is thy command master." She says sardonically in exasperation.
"Sex." You weren't gonna be subtle.
Her ears perk up a bit at the word, she rolls her eyes. This was to be expected.
Her leather wings retract into her spine, she lies on her back, legs raised and spread far apart, her snatch exposed waiting for you.
You disrobe, you needed to test out your new familiar.
She has a thin strip of blue pubic hair above her most precious treasure.
You notice that she didn't seem to be getting wet at all, much to your confusion.
"You don't seem to be enthusiastic." You comment as you spit into your hand.
"A succubus is bound to the life force of their master, excuse me if I'm not giddy with excitement at being a mere slave to ah-" Her words die in her throat as you insert your fingers into her pussy, rubbing the insides to ensure she was excited enough.
She gave out a little yelp, unprepared by your sudden attack.
The tulpa was sitting there, head tilting as if it was learning from the experience.
You can now feel the wetness in your fingers, she was cumming out her juices, the succubus pussy was lubricated enough.
You did not give her a moment of respite as you inserted your great shaft in, commencing the thrust almost immediately.
"Ah! Ah! Fuck!" The succubus cries out in heated ecstasy, you're holding her head down by grabbing unto her horns. Her strong and fatty legs entwined around your trunk.
You cum almost immediately, you couldn't even fight it. It felt like a great mystical force in her cunt was drawing it out. Your body was on fire, your heart beating in great exertion.
You can feel her body shudder in an orgasmic frenzy, inseminating her was the final component. She was bound to you as long as you lived.
You wouldn't stop, your own brain chemistry seemed to be altered just by having your dick in her. The mystical energies enflaming your libido and lust.
You wanted to cum in her as much as you can.
You NEEDED to cum in her until you were dry.
"Ahhhhhhhh~" She was groaning out dumbly, her eyes blank and cross-eyed and her forked tongue out as she panted like a dog. It seemed your cum was particularly potent and had sent her into blissful catatonia.
This was going to be the start of a beautiful relationship

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Pub: 16 Sep 2021 23:13 UTC
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