Incubus Journal: Complete

by The Mad Hatter

  “Misty will stay and attend to myself and my pet, you three will go to work.” They jumped in down giddy like, before moving to follow my commands. Misty was going to stay with me to pleasure me, or clean me as needed. While one of them would stay at the house to clean, the last two would leave the house to find work. By whatever means that meant.

  Yesterday I was living in my mom’s house, as a college student. Today I am still a college student, but with five slaves and a expensive house. Now I needed to find Rose so she can tell me what is going on, but first I wanted to rest. I could keep going, but mentally I needed some sleep. Scooping up Stephanie, I carried her into a huge master bedroom. Tossed her into the bed, as I used her massive tits as my personal pillow. My dreams were to be of sex.

  My last conscious memory was of Misty wrapping her lips around my dick. As she played with the pussy of her mistress.

  Incubus Journal

  Becoming Katty

  Written by The Mad Hatter

  My new life and powers did not need me to sleep, the lust and sex with others sustained me. Yet that only fuels the body, the mind still wants to sleep and waking up it always throws the mind for a loop. Even more so when you wake up to a sexy vixen cleaning your man meat with her mouth. At first, I was startled by the act, but as my mind came online what was going on registered.

  The woman who was pleasuring me was my pet. Who must’ve noticed me starting to wake up and decided that she needed to be the one to give me a good wake up. She was handling my new 12 inches like it was her life’s mission to get it to spill its seed. My massive tool required the full use of her mouth, as it was stretched to its limit and both hands. As before she was enjoying it as much as I was, Misty eating her out did help.

  Last night started coming back to me. Misty was left to attend us and seemed to have dozed in a chair in the room, waiting to see if she was needed. Either their mistress, also known as my pet, woke her to fulfill her work or she did it on her own. Laying back into the mountain of pillows behind me the pleasure just washed over me. Not to mention the energy that fed me.

  After some time I gave her my full load, which she dutifully swallowed. After pulling my dick out of her mouth, which came out with a bit of a pop, she slides on top of me. She let her tits hang right in my face. Giving her a quick bite on the nipple, she was brought to a quick orgasm.

  She lowered herself, which at first I assumed was going to be for a kiss. Instead, she whispered into my ear. “Master, if you desire to be at class on time, we must get into the shower.” Even her whisper was seductive. If I did not have full control of my sexual abilities, my hard on would have started becoming painful from this.

  In response though I picked her up and carried her into a large walk in shower. After the shower reached the temperature I liked, pulled her in with me. With her legs wrapped around me, she took the full length of my cock. Not sure how she was able to, nor how she was able to clean and scrub me while I brought her to many orgasms.

  After some time we extracted ourselves from the shower. Wrinkled from the water, but refreshed. Outside the bathroom stood Misty holding a complete suit. Eyes downcast in an incredibly subservient way. Taking my clothes from her, she turned to present a stunning dress for my pet. A long black dress, something that would be out a place for someone going to class. Much like my apparently tailored suit.

  “You really can pull off a suit,” came a familiar seductive voice. It was the woman in the red dress, also known as Rose, and she was reclined on my bed as if she owned it.

  “What are you doing in my home?” Felt a bit of fire behind my voice, not sure where it came from.

  “Checking out how you are handling the changes.” From nowhere she had a tray of strawberries.

  “Give us the room, and have the car ready to take us to school Misty.” She did a deep bow, and turned to leave, my pet followed her out. “What is going on with me?”

  Most women lately would be squirming over themselves to answer me. She seemed to enjoy the power of independence. After she let the silence in the room sit for a bit, and my anger continued to rise, she finally started to answer.

  “Remember last night, how I mentioned I am a succubus.” I was still giving her a steely glare but did give her a quick nod. “Well you are the same as me, and so much more.”

  “I am a succubus?”

  “Incubus, a male version of a lust demon is called an incubus.” She was finally sitting up facing me. “Technically you are an incubus, but you are something else also.” Her boobs seemed to constantly jiggle. The held them in the most seductive way possible.

  “Each circle of hell has a lord of the circle.” She wasn’t even looking at me. She was more interested in the strawberries that she must have conjured. “They are the Archlord and the most powerful of the demons in that realm.”

  I snapped as she didn’t seem to be answering me. Suddenly across the room, she was in my hands and my voice raised to so I could scream at her. “Answer my question!”

  “I am,” this did faze her. This woman that seemed always in control was afraid for her existence. “The previous Archlord of the circle of lust was killed.” She was talking fast, as my demeanor scared her. “When a demon dies their essence is not destroyed or absorbed by the demon who killed them. Instead, it finds a new host, and you are the new host for the essence, as well as his power.”

  “Then what does that make you to me?” I glared into her eyes.

  “I was the main concubine of the Archlord, and that is why I looked for you.” Her fear was turning into lust. It dawned on me that she enjoyed the feeling of being powerless.

  “You will serve me again in this form.” She nodded, as she bites her lip. Her nipples tenting the thin material of her dress.

  “We will have to enjoy each other later, you will be late for school.” She said this tauntingly, knowing that anything I did to her would make her enjoy. My only answer is to leave her turned on and laying on my bed. The only thing that could be considered a punishment for her. As I was leaving my eyes caught my other servants. They were still dressed based on the tasks they had been assigned the night before.

  Crystal, who had been the one keeping the place clean, was dressed in a fetish based french maid outfit. Her tits were almost falling out as the nipple were almost coming out. She was still cleaning until I started down the stairs. Which she came to stand at the end of the stairs thrusting her tits out. Almost as if it was a pat on the head, I reached over to twist her nipple. The near silence of the room was broken by a loud moan.

  The other two, which my updated memories told me was Candi was the redhead and the brunette, known as Lexis. The memories also told me their favorite was to be rewarded. Misty loved to be held down and violently fucked. Crystal loved giving head and could get off just from doing so. Candi loved having her breast played with, and was capable of getting off from them being played with. While Lexis loved it in the ass, which she definitely had a nice one.

  All them would have sex with me in any way I wanted, but they had their preferences. They also had different jobs that they attended to when they were not attending me or my mistress. Each one of them can and will go out to kinda prostitute themselves out to earn money for the house. Something I was not okay with. Each one of them also has other ways to get money, like Lexis does webcam work to earn extra income. With that considered I will need to figure a different method of creating revenue.

  Out in the car was my pet and Misty waiting for me. Misty’s job being my errand girl, and driver. Speaking of which she was wearing the sluttiest version of a chauffeur that I could imagine. Her tits forming a shelf that created cleavage that seemed to go on forever. The only reason I was able to take my eyes off of her is my pet. She in the dress would have caused car accidents if she was walking to class.

  “Master, please tell me what is on your mind.” She had her lips around my dick, only stopping to ask that question.

  “Considering different ways to
bring money into the house.” I was enjoying the head that she gave me, but it felt distant as my mind was running.

  “We could always do something like what your Lil’ Slut does” That idea was gold. My Lil’ Slut, which if you do not remember is the woman I changed from the club, is a stripper for a high-class club. Sending my girls to work there would make me a nice chunk of change. Not to mention what could I do with the unique nature of our relationship. For her brilliant idea, she got a full load. which she was able to catch all it so it didn’t ruin our outfits before class. Another change I did not mention before was the bigger balls and loads. When I did give a full load, which by the way I could control the volume, it was a half a cup, each time.

  “Misty,” her eyes almost glowed when she heard her name. “Get my Lil’ Slut for me before you get my pet and me.”

  In a cheerful manner, “Yes sir.”

  “Be sure she is kept happy until I return. If you have to pass this task onto one of the others go ahead,” I added as an afterthought, as my pet and I left the car.

  As expected eyes turned on us as we got out of the car. Men and women just started radiating the heat in their aura that meant arousal. I could even smell some of the women started soaking their panties from looking at us. My pet was such a creature of sex that even straight women would start considering having sex with her. It was an interesting thought to let her seduce them, but we had the class to take care of.

  Walking through the school was a lot easier than expected. As everyone just parted to allow us through. The only exception is a wise guy who tried to grope my pet, a glare from me and he seemed to have lost control of his bowels. None would ever touch my things without my permission.

  We parted at her classroom before I went to mine. Without her on my arm, women started putting themselves on display. Thrusting out whatever asset they viewed as their best. None could compare to the harem that I had at home, and even less so considering the bodies would be mine to change. Going to have to ask Rose what is the limit I could change others. Started to wonder if I could change myself, as she seemed to do.

  Today I was in a calculus class, and it was boring. It was taught by a bit of a MILF named Ms. Robinson and she was rather dry with an already dry subject. Was not going to do this, promised myself that the women I had already changed were enough. The only problem with that is that power corrupts and it was to much fun to not do it.

  Over about thirty minutes I pushed her personality to make her more bubbly. Which usually makes the subject more happy and outgoing. The before and after would be night and day. She was more excited about math and thrusting out her generous breast to her audience. At some point, she had let her hair down. Don’t know when that happened as I was playing with other things on the menu.

  Her restraint did not go, but it was reduced. Left it around a 5 maybe a 4, which I hoped was low enough that she would sleep with a student or cheat on her husband. Which I do not think he will mind. After some digging in her mind, there was something buried in her personality. Changing her would too much fun. She was now bisexual with a strong love of being dominant to females. Not going to go over the rest of how I changed her. She ended up a bit of bubbly bimbo, who wanted to have sex with men and women.

  Would have done some physical changes but that would need for me to have sex with her. She was not someone that were interesting to me right now. There was someone in the class who was, and getting her to sleep with me would not even need my abilities.

  Her name is Kristy and she was the hot girl of the class. Before my life began to change, she rejected me and went out of her way to embarrass me for having asked her out. Her slutty face, was framed by her perfect shoulder length dark auburn hair. Her tits were about a C cup were perfect for her current frame. They were small compared to the ones that I had been playing with, didn't matter. Last but least she had an amazing firm, athletic ass.

  In this version of my life, she had a strong attraction to me. My new memories have me toying with her emotions. Not turning her down or allowing her to enjoy my touch. She was around a 6, which has come to mean to me “Would fuck anywhere anytime.” Her base arousal around me was a 5, so just me talking to her would kick it to the level I wanted. I am going to turn her into another pet, not like the one I had come to school with. Something inspired by my reading Hentai days.

  Class ended rather or at least seemed too. As my mind wondered how she was going to be split in two by my monstrous cock. Pretty sure that if my powers do not change things she will not be able to take any of it. The idea of her squirming under both pain and pleasure was a turn on for me. Which led to the discovery that my tailored pants had re-enforced seams where my cock would sit.

  As she went to leave I grabbed her arm in a firm way. Not letting her get any misunderstanding that she had no choice in this. She enjoyed being dominated by me, as both her aura and the tenting nipples let me know. “I am going to grant you one choice, where do you want me to fuck you?”

  Her answer was nonverbal as she attached her face to mine. Hell bent on trying to suck it off. The few that were in the classroom left and the only other person in the room was my pet. She raised no objection, just locked the door to the classroom and stood watch. Although she did not hide it from us that she was also playing with herself.

  “You are going to suck my cock, and if you are not good enough, I will not fuck you.” She seemed ready to protest, but a steely gaze from me crushed that minor rebellion. She knew that my cock was large, but how large must have missed her awareness. As when she pulled it out in it’s semi hard state her eyes bugged for a moment.

  She fell in love with my giant cock, making love to it like it was a long-lost lover. She used a skill that she had developed during her slutty life, something she referred to her time as a Sex Kitten. This made the changes I had in mind even more entertaining. First things first, she had to prove she knew how to handle my man meat.

  She spent some time kissing and licking the huge head. All while stroking the shaft, she finally tried to put it in her mouth. Never stopping her stroking she made several attempts at getting the head in her mouth. Failed every time. Her mouth was not big enough, and she was afraid what sliding her teeth across it would do to me.

  The idea that my dick was too big for even her mouth turned me on more than anything else she did. Which was clear to her because my already formidable meat got a little bigger and a lot harder. Her cheeks started to buldge from the effort. This gave her the idea to instead of putting it in her mouth, but to play into my ego. With added ministrations of her tongue.

  “Oh Doug, you’re too big for me.” Between each pause, she would showcase this by a fake attempt to put it in her mouth again. “No woman could handle this baseball bat you call a cock.” She freed her tits to help with the menstruations. “Even my titties are too small to pleasure a man such as you.”

  She was radiating body heat, which was from hot and bothered she was getting. She was even sweating, but not from the exertion, from how turned on she was. This made her tits look like they had been oiled up and even more attractive. I grabbed her hair and lifted her head to make sure she looked at me. This act made the smell of her woman juices explode around us. She had reached the level of nothing could stop her from fucking right now. In other words anything past a seven on the arousal scale.

  “You are going to put your lips around the head of my mouth.” She gave a nod, as best she could to the instruction. “You are going to swallow everything that I give you. If even a single drop touches my suit, you will never see my dick again.” She nodded and this time with enough force that there was a moment of concern that I might rip her hair out.

  She attached her face to the top of my dick, never stopping her stroking. Faster and faster she went, all the while rubbing her tits into the pole in front of her. With no other warning, I shot my load down her throat. She would receive a full load from me, and with enough force that she wouldn’t even have time to gag. As I
just spray straight down her throat.

  This load she was getting, was the biggest that I had ever done. It felt like a firehouse and based on its size fit the description. The pleasure was incredible, and it seemed good for her, or her eyes were dilating due to lack of oxygen. When I finished, now had the appearance of someone who ate too much at dinner. As she fell back I could even hear the sound of it sloshing in her.

  “Master please do that to me.” Came the sound of my pet, whom would have to get a new name soon. She had come to meet me after class, and found me changing someone new. “I want you to give me a load so big I swell as if I was pregnant, or you could just make me pregnant.” Didn't consider my ability to make others pregnant in my marathon of sex, will have to ask Rose about that.

  “You did good, and now you receive the right to be my house pet.” Wasn’t sure before if I could do these changes, but now it was easy for me to do. So starting with the easy, her breast expanded a couple cup sizes. She even gained more muscle as she became more athletic looking. Right now she would pass as a fitness model, with the flexibility you would think she was a busty gymnast.