Succubus Rehabilitation Plan (Patreon)

Getting into a routine is natural, normal, and completely expected of someone in their adult life. Wake up, brush your teeth, eat a light breakfast, pretend not to be interested in the latest drama, watch funny fail compilations on your way to work, pretend to be productive, go back home, eat, sleep, repeat.

Boredom was a constant companion, and one you were fearing would bring you to your grave.

That is, of course, until a fateful day where you came across a part of the world that you had always kept well outside your own small, inconsequential existence. The very first time you had ever interacted with any sort of supernatural individual or entity of any sort was right then and there, at the door of your appartment, as a trio of insanely beautiful women were arguing, one looking contrite, one looking upset, and the last vaguely amused as she slammed her finger against your apartment's doorbell.

You sipped on the juice box you'd purchased, looking bemusedly at the women who argued at, not with, each other, clearly none of them caring at all what the other had to say.

Considering the fact that one had bright blue skin, the other a deep hue of red, and both sported large crowns of horns and whippy black tails tipped with heart shapes, you didn't need to be a demonologist to figure out they were succubi.

The leather lingerie and the massive tits on both of them also helped.

By contrast, the third, quiet and contrite looking, had smaller horns, a more human looking skin tone, and what appeared to be a ragged cloak wrapped around her shoulders.

You wondered what they were doing, loudly sipping on the juice.

"He's not coming out Sandra," the angry looking one said, crossing her arms and glaring at her red twin. "Your stupid plan failed, let's get a move on already!"

The so called Sandra hummed, hitting the doorbell again. "He must be sleeping, or maybe masturbating or something!" she said, giggling, "young men are really horny you know! You should be more understanding Sally!"

"I know, I literally- ugh, nevermind," Sally, in blue, spoke.

"Can I help you?" you asked, finished with your juice. "I happen to know the owner of the house isn't home."

The blue succubus turned to you, crossing her arms under her tits, lifting them up and making them look even bigger, you were guessing that was a pair of F cups at least... though it was pure speculation. "And how would you know that, huh?"

"'cuz I'm right here," you said, crushing the juice box in your hand. "Now can I help you? I know I don't have a sign but I also don't have money to pay for whatever you're selling."

The blue woman opened her mouth, but the red one shoved her out of the way and stepped into your personal space, grabbing your hand with both of hers and shaking them vigorously, in an exaggerated parody of a greeting. "Greetings, Mortal! We are Sandra and Sally, of the Succubus Alliance of Sheol!" she said. "You've been chosen to host one of the newest of our number, little Karina here," she said, turning around and patting the cloaked girl's shoulder. "Say hi Karina!"

"Hi!" the girl with the slightly too pink skin said, red eyes focusing on yours for a second. "Nice to meet you, new master!"

"I have several questions," you said, then gestured to... well, everything.

The blue one, Sally, cleared her throat. "Long story short, a group of cultists discovered the means to summon demons and control them, and most importantly, found out how to induce a transformation on human women into Succubi they could then brainwash into becoming their obedient servants," she explained. "This is one of their victims."

Karina nodded.

"Right. That doesn't explain this... this," you countered.

Sandra butted in again, shoving the blue one out of the way, titties bouncing. "Right!" she said, waving a hand in the air, "so it turns out the modifications they made on the human women they transfomed are permanent, and now our new Succusisters-"

"That is so not a term..." Sally complained.

"-shush you, ahem, our new succusisters are in need of masters who will treat them good and help them develop individual will of their own!" Sandra explained, placing her balled up fists on her hips, and puffing out her chest, then gesturing at Karina. "We're approaching appropriate males who fulfil our requirements and fostering our Succusisters with them!"

"Still not a term..."

Karina looked at you almost apologetically. "I'm sorry, Master, for being so useless that I need you to foster me."

Sandra coughed. "As you can see, they're pretty needy. The best we could manage is a binding spell that makes it so only a specific male can be their master, but we need your consent to cast it!"

"You're trusting a random stranger with something very, very important," you said. "What if I, oh, I don't know, if I went on to abuse her or something?"

Sandra smiled.

Sally coughed. "We'd find a new master very quickly," she said.

Oh.... they didn't need to say that you wouldn't enjoy the consequences. Not that you cared, you weren't the sort that got off on actual abuse. Maybe a bit of spanking, some candle wax... Okay so maybe you were getting a few too many ideas. "I might not be the best choice."

"Nonsense!" Sandra said. "We've been checking you out, and you're just about the right combination of pervy and upstanding! It'll be great, you'll see!"

"... I would've expected you to not want me to, you know, ah, use her?"

"Please use me, Master, use me to your heart's content, use me on every surface, use every one of my holes, please," Karina said, face flushed, looking a bit excited already.

"Okay that's, a bit weird, but, still," you swept your arm... "This sounds a bit... way too good to be true," you finally said. "What's the catch?"

"Well, she does need a certain amount of upkeep... and, uhm, human sensibilities prevent her from just... feeding," Sally said, ice blue eyes fixed on yours. "You would be responsible for feeding her, caring for help, and aiding in her development of individuality and independence. Failure to do so will result in... consequences."

Sandra grinned widely. "I'm sure it'll be fiiiiine!" she said, giving you dual thumbs up. "Besides, you finally get to graduate from your virginity, and it's with a hot Succusister! What more could you ask for?"

"A million dollars?" you replied, jokingly.

"Fuck it, they're yours. Do you want a bank transfer or is cash fine?" Sandra replied, snapping her fingers, a metal suitcase appearing in a burst of flame, landing on her open and ready hands, then opening to reveal... 

"Are those real?" you asked, eyes widening.

"'course they are," Sandra said. "Let's just say that there are people willing to part with large amounts of money as long as we keep quiet about what gets them off."

"Shit," you said. That would deal with your money problems... forever, practically. "What's the tax situation on this?" you asked.

"You do have to pay income tax on it, as you are effectively getting paid for a service," Sally said. "Karina can handle it."

"You can?" you asked.

"I was studying to be an accountant, Master," Karina said, helpfully. "... I would like to continue, but I cannot be among humans without a Master to dedicate myself to, as I am currently a slave to any male's command."

There... there really were no reasons to refuse, were there? She wouldn't be a burden on your finances, hell she would actually support you in some ways... your apartment was small, but you had a sinking feeling she wasn't exactly going to need, let alone want, a room of her own...

You scratched your cheek. "Alright, fine," you said, sighing. "I'll do it."

"Cool, excellent, great, magnificent even," Sally said, sounding entirely unenthusiastic. "Right, Karina, dear, remove that cloak, would you?"

Karina hummed, pulling first her hood down, revealing that her horns were just as small as you'd thought, and revealing her bright pink hair, short, put together into a messy ponytail, then she unhooked the front of her cloak just over her chest, and let it drop, revealing her body.

She might not be as incredibly voluptuous as the other two, but she made up for it with her nakedness. She wore nothing, but her birthday suit. Your jaw almost dropped, smooth skin, unblemished and perfect, looking delectably soft. Pink, stiff nipples, little pebbles that looked like they wanted you to pinch and twist them.

There was a pair of very tiny wings protruding from her back, looking almost decorative, a very long and thin tail, also tipped with a heart shape, and an increasingly cuter blush that was spreading all over her body.

"Master's eyes feel so hot on my skin, I feel I could cum just by being stared at!"

"You can, you're still young," Sandra said, patting her now naked shoulder. "Right, you, give me your hand," she said, showing you her palm, as if gesturing for you to put your hand there, which you did.

She grabbed you firmly, and you had a moment to panic, but by the time you realized what was going on, she had slashed your palm open with her nail. It burned, and you howled.

"Right, right, bear with it," she said, then she forcibly shoved your hand against Karina's chest.

She yelped, and then, for lack of a better term, came her brains out right then and there, pussy squirting juice, as she lost control of herself, seeming to melt in place, only Sally's quick movement kept her in place by grabbing her by  the armpits.

You winced as the pain began to fade. After a moment, Sandra let your hand separate.

"The fuck was that for!?" you cried out. "That friggin' hurt!"

Sandra coughed. "You're now her master," she said. "Don't abuse that privilege, or you will lose it, and a lot more," she said, tapping her figners on your chest, then brought your hand to her mouth, and licked at your wound, the burning feeling disappearing quickly, instead a sense of sexual pleasure spreading from your palm down to your crotch. "Good luck, I'll be rooting for you and Karina!"

Sally hummed. "We'll be watching."

Karina looked a bit nervous, but both of the older Succubi gave her a big hug, a kiss on each cheek, and some headpats and reassuring words, a tone very different than what they'd used for you. 

"Well, you know how to contact us, if anything comes up..." Sally said, before turning to you, "ask her if you need us for anything, but don't waste our time on frivolous things."

You nodded.

Sandra nudged the suitcase. "Use that to get her a wardrobe, invest in some bondage equipment. Also if anyone tries to charge you at the succubus store, they're trying to scam you, report them immediately."

You nodded.

"See you later," they said, simultaneously, and in a flash of fire, the succubi were gone, and only soot and ashes remained. And a suitcase with... with a million dollars on it.

"Jesus fuck," you muttered.

Karina winced. "Master?" she asked. "May... may we go in?"

You sighed. "I guess we may," you said. "Welcome to your new... home, I guess?" you said, as you opened the door with your key, and then went in first, making a grand gesture at the combination kitchen and living room. It was small, but it was livable, with a couch, a tv with an old game console set on an old dresser that now contained mostly games and peripherals, and the kitchen appliances. It would need a little bit of work, but...

Well...

"How is it?" you asked. "Feel like a place you'd want to live in?"

"Any place master says is a place I'd want to live in," Karina said, giving you a bit of a vacant smile.

Well... that suggested there might be a lot of work ahead. "You mentioned that you wanted to keep studying, right?" you asked. 

"Yes! That would help me better support and aid master!" the Succubus said, tail wagging behind her. 

You already felt the weight of the monumental task ahead of you, sitting down on your couch with a groan.

"Master, may I relieve your stress with a blowjob?" she asked.

You looked at her for a few moments, at her magnificent body, and felt the tightness in your pants. Deciding that rewarding initiative was a good start, you nodded, undid your pants, relaxed, and gave her the best access you could, lifting your hips as she pulled your pants down.

This would be the beginning of your life together with Karina, as you were to become an independence and self determination teacher for a succubus lacking them. 

As you groaned, your hand began to pet her head, while she licked at your rapidly stiffening shaft. You couldn't deny that this would definitely have its perks, and shortly after her masterful blowjob began, your stiffness reached its peak, and she took you into her mouth.

You crossed your arms behind the back of your head, and began thinking up ways or methods to teach her free will.