I am Succubus!

Chapter 273

Kana and Mio had given me express permission to see Mr. Isami, as strange as this situation had become. Mio being nonchalant about this was par for the course. Kana's opinion mattered the most here, but he was perfectly fine. Just as he was with Koga and Daichi. Well, just about with anyone really.

The next week went by uneventfully. Gerdell never came to retrieve the time dilation device despite me constantly calling into the void. I returned to work as usual, seeing clients for sex and other purposes that suited their needs. According to Mio, Mr. Isami stopped coming in for her cold turkey.

We started texting each other regularly. They were harmless at first, just pleasantries and talking about our days. However, and much to my delight, it quickly became sexual. By the third day, Mr. Isami started sending me pictures of his dick. Kameshiro's was unwanted when I got them, but I welcomed this new one, the size of which took up most of the shots. In return, I sent back pictures of myself naked.

Things escalated to the point where we facetimed while we were both at work. Sometimes, I excused myself to the bathroom and masturbated on video for him. Hell, I'd been masturbating at home while looking at his dick. We only had sex once, yet I'd already become a slave to the pleasure from that day.

Today on an early Saturday morning, one whole week later, I was lying in bed and furiously flicking the bean to get myself off. I hadn't been a boy for quite some time now, but although I didn't have a dick anymore, the horniness from phantom morning wood still made my nether regions ache. Again, I had a photo of Mr. Isami's cock open on my phone.

"Nnnh…!" My body shuddered intensely from an ensuing orgasm.

Not wanting it to end just yet, I used the time dilation device that Gerdell hadn't taken back to rewind time a few seconds. I climaxed repeatedly, over and over again. Before long, half an hour had passed, and I decided enough was enough. My thighs were getting sore, too. The last thing I needed was to be immobilized for the whole day.

"I wonder if Mio is up. Might have to wake her—" I sat upright and locked eyes with the devil in question, who was holding up her phone in my direction from a crack in the doorway.

"Don't mind me and just keep going. I'll send this to Kana as fap material later!" Mio cackled.

"MIO!" I threw a pillow at the door, and she slipped away.

I rolled over in bed and realized the sheets were soaked. Today might be a laundry day. Before I got up, a text notification from my phone alerted me. The message had come from Mr. Isami. Just seeing the name made my crotch water. When I checked it, I was surprised to learn that he was asking me out on a date later today. A date… it could only end in one way…

But the next text that came was what really made my chest jump. He asked if I could dress in a racy outfit. Basically, revealing and suggestive. Out in public.

Gulp.

I threw open my closet to look for 'racy' clothes. There were none to be found. Everything was rather modest for a succubus. It was never my style to dress in the style Mr. Isami wanted. But I was living with someone who did.

After I got dressed and emerged from my room, Mio was over on the couch, her fingers flying at record speeds texting into her cell. An empty bowl of cereal sat unwashed on the table. How was I supposed to bring it up? Mio was going to for sure tease me about it…

"Hey, Mio?" I started nervously from the kitchen.

"Hm? What's up?" Mio responded without so much as looking up from her phone.

A million thoughts raced through my mind. I had to bring this up as naturally as possible, as casually as possible so she wouldn't suspect a thing.

"Do you maybe have any clothes I can borrow that are more your style?" I asked.

"Ooooh. You want to dress like a street whore, you mean?" Mio snapped in my direction with a big smile on her face

There was no hiding it from her after all… then I might as well come out with it.

"You didn't have to put it that way, but… yes. Mr. Isami asked me on a date, and he wants me to wear something… racy." I sighed.

"Hehehe! Well, I got just the thing. Come on." She dragged me to her bedroom and rummaged through the closet.

Eventually, Mio put together an outfit for me. To no surprise, it was both revealing and very indecent. She had me dressed in booty shorts so short that my butt cheeks were basically hanging out. The straps of the black g-string could be seen pulled up to my waist. Finally, the gray crop top was shoulderless and laid bare my belly.

"Uhm. I want to ask why you have something like this, but it's kind of expected from you. Also, do I have to go without a bra?!" I cried, feeling more naked than if I was just wearing nothing.

"This is definitely a no bra fit. I also forbid you from wearing one. You're going to be a feast for the eyes when you walk outside, I guarantee it!" Mio gave me a thumbs up.

As embarrassing as this outfit was, my whole body was beginning to heat up again. The thrill of being seen, dressed so improperly in public… What would people think? My pussy was getting wet again and my nipples were stiff just thinking about it.

"Kahaha! You know, I've always wanted to see you go through your slut arc. Is it finally here? Your true self revealed?" Mio asked teasingly.

"Ahhhh! I'm just throwing myself to some middle-aged man. It's Dokuko all over again. Except Mr. Isami is human. All I can think about is his dick, and I just had a whole lot of it earlier. Am I ever going to be normal again?" I groaned.

"Normal? This is normal. You crave cock. Keep getting your fill," she insisted to me.

Mio did bring up a good point… I hadn't been seeking to feed on much else lately. It was mainly the clients I had at work per usual and Mr. Isami. Maybe I really was overthinking this. Even if this wasn't what I wanted, I could end it at any moment. For now, this was convenient.

"Now that you ain't bitching and moaning anymore, how about we go grab some grub? Elly wants to hang out again. We should show her some nice places to eat," Mio suggested.

"Oh, Elendir wants to? In that case, sure." I threw on some clothes real quick, and we descended to my car.

Queen Elendir was waiting outside of her apartment complex for us. But something about her looked different. More regal than usual. The tall dark elven monarch was dressed in a sleek white blouse and bell bottom jeans. A wide-brimmed sun hat brought the outfit together. Jewelry and piercings hung from her pointed ears, more than human ears could accommodate anyway.

It was as though we were picking up a fashion model. Elendir strolled over to us with perfect posture and the pose of royalty.

"Good morning, Saeko and Mio. I look forward to spending the day with you two again." Elendir smiled.

"Is it just me, or did you get hotter?" Mio wolf-whistled sharply.

"I'm with Mio. Wait, are those brand name clothes?!" I gasped, finally recognizing the small logo on the bottom seam of her shirt.

Now that I got a good look, every article of clothing was from a very expensive brand that normal folks like me could only dream of affording.

"Oh, you must mean my attire? Believe it or not, I had quite the productive past week. I'm famished though. Perhaps we can catch up over lunch?" Elendir asked.

A while back, Mio mentioned something about how raw fish was a commonly-consumed food by humans. Elendir didn't believe her. So for lunch today, I figured it would make for a great opportunity to introduce our dark elven queen to sushi.

As a Japanese person, it was my duty to show Elendir the best sushi possible. High-end sushi restaurants with Michelin stars were too bougie for our palate. The cheap places usually purchased poor quality fish, and I didn't want that to be her first experience. The perfect restaurant was firmly in the middle of the two.

I brought us to a family restaurant where a sushi belt delivered plates of morsels along a counter for people to grab. The three of us seated ourselves on the counter and picked things out right away. It took a bit of coaxing because Elendir was only used to cooked food, but when she finally dabbed a piece of salmon in soy sauce and placed it in her mouth…

"My! The salmon practically melts on my tongue. I didn't know such a delicate texture and taste could ever exist." Elendir shut her eyes and fell into pure bliss.

"Hehe. My favorite part is wasabi!" Mio shoved a fat wad of it into her mouth, followed by a piece of sushi.

"Somewhere along the way, we went wrong with your taste buds." I sighed.

"But ish sho good! Here!" She shoved a sushi with a lot of wasabi into my mouth.

I recoiled away too late. It was already on my tongue and wreaking havoc. After forcing it down, I gulped a full glass of water to wash the taste off.

"Damn it, Mio… I don't have the same resilience to spicy food that you do! Actually, most people don't!" I groaned.

"Ah, you're fine. Don't be such a cry baby. Anyway, I wanna hear how Elly got her new digs," Mio said.

"There isn't really much of a story to it. I was approached by a well-dressed man who complimented my figure. He introduced himself as a representative of a clothing brand and offered me a modeling job," Elendir explained.

"Ehh… Usually, that's a scam. Are you okay?" I asked reluctantly.

"Me?" She laughed into the back of her hand. "I'm the one who can create an inferno with a flick of my wrist. But yes, the offer was legitimate. I've been going to a 'studio' as they call it, where they have me dress in similar clothes such as these and take pictures."

Well, I did insist to the dark elves that they pick up jobs where and when possible. A modeling career for Elendir wasn't exactly the worst. She made for great eye candy, too.

So much in fact, that restaurant patrons and staff were staring at her in particular. Normally, it was me and Mio who were the centers of attention as succubi. Dark elves were the new arrivals. Actually… elves in general were the most popular demi-humans in fiction, even more than succubi.

I was about to ask Elendir how the others were doing when her cell phone suddenly rang.

"Pardon me. It must be my manager. I'll put it on silent," Elendir said.

"It's alright with us if you want to answer," I offered.

"My thanks, Saeko." Elendir answered her phone, and it sounded like an important conversation involving work. Or, so I thought. When the queen hung up, she glanced directly at us. "Do you two happen to need some new clothes?"

Mio and I exchanged glances and nodded.

We packed up the rest of our food, paid the bill, and returned to Elendir's apartment. By the time we arrived, a woman of foreign European descent was already there waiting for us, leaning against her white Porche. Long brunette hair reached down to her waist. She wore a tight red blazer with puffed out shoulders and a black skirt. The woman lifted her gaze to reveal piercing blue eyes and put her phone away. 

Like with any attractive woman, Mio whistled sharply and went to hit on her.

"Hello, hot stuff." Mio pured.

"Flattered. But I'm married," she said in Japanese with a thick Italian accent and showed us a fat diamond ring.

Elendir and the woman embraced like schoolgirls and exchanged kisses on the cheeks.

"This is Cecilia. Cecilia, my friends Saeko and Mio," Elendir politely introduced us to each other.

Cecilia smiled at me. I was about to bow, until she threw her arms around me and kissed my cheeks. Well, barely. They were almost like pecks to the air to the side of me. She did the same for Mio, and I could tell Mio was doing her best to refrain from groping the Italian woman.

"You two are the first succubi I've ever met in Japan, believe it or not. As Elendir has said, I am Cecilia Sartorre. I represent a luxury clothing brand called Sole Splendente. My company gave me an opportunity to work in Japan to push our brand to the youth of your country. Unfortunately, we haven't had much luck. Ah, but you're not here to talk about business. Recently, we've decided to take a different approach. Initially, I would have given them all to Elendir. But I had the luck of calling her while she was with you. I'd like to offer you free clothes from Sole Splendente to wear around. As a sort of… walking advertisement. What do you say?"

"Eh? Why us and not models in general?" I asked.

"As succubi and dark elves, you naturally attract a lot of attention! Come now, say yes. These clothes are made from the finest textiles, nothing like what people call 'fast fashion'. Our brand is made to last, impress, and flourish," she said in expert saleswoman pitch.

"I'm not gonna say 'no' to free stuff. Count me in. Show me the goods!" Mio exclaimed.

Satisfied, Cecilia opened the car trunk to reveal cases inside marked with a logo of a sun. She unlocked each of them with a key, giving us an eyeful of neatly-folded brand name clothes packed to the brim.

They were treasure chests, but instead of gold, it was all textiles and fabric. There must be tens of thousands of dollars in this trunk alone. My jaw practically hit the floor. However, while Mio and Elendir browsed through the expensive selection, I wasn't as interested. Cecilia seemed to pick up on that.

"Are these not to your fancy, Saeko?" Cecilia scooted up to me and asked.

Before I could speak, Mio answered for me. "Saeko's actually interested in lingerie. You got anything sexy?"

"Mio!" I pouted.

"Why, of course I do," the woman said as a matter of factly.

Cecilia reached into the back of the trunk and pulled out a briefcase, smaller than the others. This one contained lacy lingerie packed in heavy plastic. Even at a glance, I could tell they were very… risque.

After taking our picks, Cecilia promised to keep in touch with us through Elendir. She encouraged us to wear these outfits as often as possible. Back at home, I holed myself up in my room and ruminated on the new clothes. Before I realized it, evening was getting closer and my date with Mr. Isami neared.

I still had the outfit Mio picked out for me. But my eyes continued to wander to the lingerie that Cecilia had let me take. Once I unwrapped them from the packaging, it dawned on me how erotic each piece actually was. The black lacing was intricate and pretty but there were gaps on the nipple and crotch area, as if to offer an easier access to whomever I wore this for.

Feeling my body heating up and extra horny, I dressed in the risque outfit Mio with the lingerie underneath. Since I didn't wear a bra, the outline of my lingerie was visible to anyone who paid attention. The black strap showed on my upper exposed bust from the already revealing outfit. It might be a little too much to hope for, but I also squeezed on a painter cap to keep my identity somewhat hidden.

"Look at you!" Mio purred as soon as I walked out. "Going out to get a dicking now?"

"I-I'll be back later!" I exclaimed and rushed out in a hurry.

Mr. Isami asked to meet at the Tsuki downtown plaza. I flew instead of driving there, hiding my succubus features in mid-flight. I'd rather not draw more attention than necessary with my revealing outfit. Landing out of sight behind a building, I emerged as casually as possible. People were definitely staring at me. Their eyes molested my body.

The last message I got was from Mr. Isami told me he was on his way. That was ten minutes ago. He might need a little while longer. While I didn't mind waiting, my scalding body did. 

"What's a cute lady like you doing out alone? Need some company?" A playboy with shoulder-length blonde hair walked up to me.

"No. I'm waiting for someone. Thanks," I said uninterestedly.

"Hey, come on. Don't be like that! I'll treat you real good." He drew closer into my personal space.

I sighed and unveiled my succubus form. The horns, tail, and wings sprung out. Although the guy was taken aback, that didn't deter him. If anything, it emboldened him to hit on me even harder. I was about to charm him into leaving until someone cleared his throat.

"Saeko, is this man bothering you?" Mr. Isami asked from behind the playboy.

"Took you long enough!" I dipped away and clung to him.

"Huh? Ahaha! Don't tell me you were waiting for this guy? Alright, how much? I'll double it. My old man works in real estate. I got the cash," the playboy said.

My eyes fell down between his legs.

"It's not about the money. You're also lacking what I'm interested in," I taunted.

"What?!" He moved in aggressively

I was about to strangle him with my aura until Mr. Isami came between us.

"Please, you're bothering us. If you don't leave, I'll have to call the local authorities," Mr. Isami said.

"You talk big for some salaryman pig." The guy's fists balled up.

I put him under my charm right away.

"You know what? You're not worth it," he said and turned to walk away.

"Whew…You, uhhmm… actually wore what I asked you to. Y-You look great!" Mr. Isami tugged on his collar.

"Thanks." I smiled. "So, where are you taking me first? Love hotel?"

"W-Well, I was thinking about an actual date first. We can save that for last," he insisted, his big hand caressing my ass and sending shivers up my spine.

No good. I was already panting like a dog in heat again. At this rate, I might actually fall farther than I thought I had.