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Jaune came home to a trail of rose petals leading from his front door to his bedroom. A deeply romantic gesture, that normally could only have one implication. Except...
Except that his wife, Pyrrha, was right next to him at the door.
And they knew exactly who was to blame.
“How does she keep getting back in here?” Pyrrha asked with more than a trace of annoyance in her voice.
“Well, we’ve locked all the windows, so I think she might have made a copy of our key,” he shrugged, “but… I mean, you’ve heard her, this isn’t exactly optional for her, so...”
“She didn’t ruin half of your wardrobe,” she groused, “Well, might as well go tell her it’s not happening.”
Following his wife to the bedroom, Jaune had to admit, she’d gone all out. There were candles, soft music playing, a pair of lacy underthings left out on the bed… all of which Pyrrha walked right past to grab the closet door and yank it open, causing Ruby to tumble out.
Even though she was wearing nothing more than a leather corset and thong, Jaune had to admit that Ruby, with her eyes wide in surprise, was far more cute than anything. Even with her little horns poking through her hair, with the way her batlike wings were nervously folded up and her tail was fearfully twitching, she was just too adorable to really believe she was a Succubus.
“H-how did you know I was here?” the demon girl whined.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Pyrrha shot back, “Maybe it’s because you’re in my closet literally every time we do it?”
“Guuuuuuys, I need to be here!” she plaintively begged, “I’m hungry and I need your ambient sexual energy. You won’t even notice it’s gone!”
“Not my problem. Find someone else.”
“But you guys taste the best!”
Ruby had attached herself to their home a few weeks ago, where, once Jaune and Pyrrha got past the initial fright of learning that demons were real and one was in their home, they quickly realized that she was basically just a supernatural moocher. One who was very hard to kick out.
Which, Jaune didn’t have that much of a problem with. Neither did Pyrrha, at first. Ruby was harmless and, while it was weird to know that she was eavesdropping on their couplings, she did need to do it in order to live. And she was a lot more adorable than lecherous, so he and Pyrrha had agreed that she could stay with them, which had absolutely made her day.
The problem was, Ruby seemed to be an insatiable glutton for sexual energy, and with them being her only supply, she was very, very eager for them to have sex. Unfortunately she was also very, very bad at being subtle about it. Like with the rose petals. Or whispering “Jaune has a cute butt” in Pyrrha’s ear while she was sleeping. Or turning Pyrrha’s clothes into sexy garments and fetishwear— that had been where Pyrrha had drawn the line and ordered Ruby out, still holding a peekaboo negligee that had once been her favorite band’s tour shirt.
He realized that Pyrrha’s attempts to castigate Ruby weren’t going to go anywhere they hadn’t gone before, thus, he realized, they needed to try a different tactic before Pyrrha’s rage hit dangerous levels.
With a deep sigh, he interrupted the squabbling. “Okay, I can’t believe I’m saying this… and I really don’t want to be a part of this, but… aren’t you a Succubus? Can’t you have… sex with people?”
Ruby’s face turned as red as her namesake as her eyes shot to the floor. “Succubi don’t get any magic until we lose our virginities,” she replied, miserably. “So… I have to use the normal way, and… that’s really scary. But! You’re so-”
Pyrrha looked at her with seething contempt. “You are not sleeping with my husband!”
“That’s not what I meant!” she wailed, somehow, turning even redder.“I don’t- I haven’t- That’s not what I meant! I just… I mean… It’s a lot, okay!”
Ruby was a lot of things, but she typically wasn’t evasive. Especially when it came to sex, except… no, she was blunt when it came to him and Pyrrha having sex. This had been the first time Ruby had said anything about having sex herself, and now… the pieces were starting to fall into place.
“Ruby,” he asked, gently, “are you… are you… scared of losing your virginity?”
“NO!” she shouted, way too loudly, “I’m just… looking for… you know,” and she blushed furiously, unable to meet his eyes, “my special someone...”
Ah, fuck.
From her tone of voice, she had met that special someone and he happened to be the man who was letting her crash on his couch, watch him and his wife have sex, and was trying to help her through her emotional crisis.
And it seemed Pyrrha had caught on to it too.
“Nope!” she barked, “Out of my house. Out, out, out!”
“But Pyrrha,” Ruby whined, “I’m not trying to-”
“Do you think this is the first time I’ve had some bitch trying to crawl up on my husband? Nope, time to nip it in the bud. OUT!”
“I’m- I’m not a homewrecker, I swear!” Ruby protested.
“Well, we’re not finding out! OUT!”
Changing the locks had been an extreme measure, but Pyrrha was well past the point of fucking around. Ruby had crossed several dozen lines, and she should have been kicked out the very first day she’d snuck into their home. Should have called a priest from every denomination they knew to bless their doorways and keep that scheming bitch away from her husband.
Because Jaune never caught on, never realized how often Pyrrha had to quietly draw lines and send messages to get women to back off her man. Jaune was sweet. Giving. Always willing to sacrifice for others in need. It was why she fell in love with him in the first place, but Jaune, who always struggled with his self-doubts, never realized how appealing he was to other women. But they always sniffed him out. Always realized that there was a real man, deeply compassionate and emotionally mature, beneath the adorkable exterior.
And once they learned about what he was packing...
So no, Pyrrha did not feel bad for Ruby. She had done what she had to do to protect her marriage, and, sometimes, that meant she had to be the bad guy.
And she was about to have to be the worst guy.
“Guuuuuuuys...” she heard the mournful, plaintive cry coming from beneath their bedroom window, “Guuuuuuuuys… I’m hungry… I promise I won’t do any-”
The window flew open and Ruby’s eyes lit up in hope for only a second before she saw that it was Pyrrha looking down at her.
“I said out!”
“I am out!” Ruby whined, “I wanna come back in!”
Pyrrha gripped the windowsill tightly, her fingers going white as she looked down at the girl. She could see right through her whole “woe-is-me” act, could see the wolf in sheep’s clothing… she barely even hid it, dressed with her tits and ass practically hanging out, some barely legal porn fantasy girl acting like she was an innocent lamb, all in an effort to get at her husband’s dick.
Well, she knew how she could deal with that.
She slammed the window shut, ignoring Ruby’s protests.
“Jaune,” Pyrrha growled through gritted teeth, “I am going to ask you to just stay where you are, and not try to stop me. Okay?”
Jaune’s eyes went wide in alarm. “Pyrrha, please, she’s just trying to-”
“I’m not going to hurt her… I’m just going to make it very clear that she isn’t welcome here. Okay?”
There was enough steel in her voice that Jaune either knew to back off or was terrified into submission. But whatever the cause, he stayed where he was as Pyrrha went downstairs, opened the front door, looked right to Ruby, in her corset and fuck-me heels waiting hopefully and eagerly.
“Just shut up and follow me.” Pyrrha ordered, before the little harlot could even open her mouth.
Whether Ruby was oblivious or just that excited, she practically skipped her way behind Pyrrha as she went back to the bedroom. Pyrrha took a moment to steady her nerves for what came next and-
Oh, yes. Her eyes happened to catch sight of her brand new sexy nurse outfit, that used to be her Achieve Men ‘16 Tour shirt.
She turned to Ruby, her rage so high, it had simply wrapped over to a calm, passive smile that Jaune knew to recoil from, but one that Ruby had no experience with. “Ruby?” she started sweetly, “Is there any reason you can’t, say, find another couple to move in with.”
“I… I mean, you and Jaune are really nice and-”
“But any couple could produce the ambient sexual energies that you need?”
“Well, not many, um, do it as often as you guys and-”
“RUBY. Does it have to be us.” The friendliness was gone from her voice and even Ruby seemed to realize that she wasn’t in a good place.
And so she turned desperate.
“I… Jaune, Pyrrha,” Ruby begged, her silver eyes wide and pleading, “Guys! I can’t get that much energy without having sex, and I really can’t get people to have sex until I have my magic, and I don’t get my magic until I lose my virginity and, and, and… And you’re both really tasty! Like, your sex energies are just tastier than any other mortal I’ve ever known! Please, I don’t want to lose you!”
She could feel Jaune’s welling sympathies behind her, but Ruby’s words only made Pyrrha madder. Yes, Jaune’s sexual energies were better than other men’s. She knew that. That’s why she married him. He was better than other men, and she wasn’t going to let this tramp sidle her way onto what was hers.
“So, you can’t use magic until you lose your virginity?” Her hand suddenly dashed forth, grabbing Ruby and flinging her onto the bed, her years of martial arts training making it easy to toss the smaller girl around, even if she was a demon of hell. “Well I can help with that!” she snarled, going over to her “toybox” and pulling out her single biggest dildo, a thick and purple monster she’d affectionately nicknamed “Jaune Jr.”
Original Jaune seemed much less on board with the plan.
“Pyrrha! You really can’t-”
“No.” He was soft. Too compassionate. Every one of these sluts knew they just had to spin a sob story and they’d get his warm sweetness, the love that only belonged to her! She looked down on Ruby in a fury. “She’s been stalking around like a cat in heat, acting like she doesn’t want this, but she is so turned on right now and just begging me to split her virgin pussy open!”
“Ruby… is this… is that true?”
But Ruby could only stammer helplessly, and Pyrrha did not have time for this shit! She yanked down Ruby’s thong and, gesturing to her glistening pussy.
“See!” Pyrrha pointed angrily “See how wet the little slut is? She wants this,” she brandished the dildo, “In there, so let’s just get this over with!”
With a snarl of the pure, animalistic rage only available to a woman driving off a threat on her man, Pyrrha didn’t even hesitate to shove Jaune Jr. up Ruby’s pussy as far as it would go. Her eyes went wide as she cried out in shock, in pain, and in undeniable arousal as Pyrrha ruthlessly pumped it in and out of her, watching with undisguised glee as Ruby’s face was twisted up into a look of pure, wanton lust.
“You love this, don’t you!” she shouted, giving the Succubus a hard slap across her tits, “Your whole ‘adorable innocent’ act was just a trick to get this! Admit it!”
“Oh, oh, oh, Salem! I love it! ” she screamed, “I love it so much! I’m a slut, I’m such a sluuuuuut!”
Not enough. Not nearly enough.
“And you love it,” she growled, “because you know my husband is watching you get fucked like a whore!”
“Oh Hell! Oh Salem! Yes! Yes! I love it because Jaune’s watching me! He’s watching me get fucked! I’m such a whore! I’m losing my virginity to you and Jaune’s watching and I LOOOOOVE IT! I love it, I love it, I love it! Keep fucking me Mistress! Keep f-fucking, f-fucking MEEEEEEE!”
And she screamed as she came, an orgasm more powerful than Pyrrha even knew was possible. It felt like power radiated off of Ruby’s body, a power that made Pyrrha cum, her hand involuntarily clasping the dildo like it was a live wire as she felt- felt a pulse- felt a- OH IT FELT SO GOOOOOOOOOD!
Pyrrha stumbled, then collapsed onto the bed besides Ruby. She’d had powerful orgasms before, but never anything like that! She couldn’t- she felt funny. Like it wasn’t just an orgasm she had, but like someone had hit the degauss button on her entire body. She groaned as she looked up, where Jaune was staring at her, mouth agape.
Ooooh, it felt nice to have Jaune’s eyes run over her body…
She felt her wings, cramped against the bed, flutter as-
Wait.
Wings?
Wings.
She had wings. A-and a tail, long and dexterous and r-rather sensitive. And her hands reached up, past her forehead, fingers running through her hair until she found twin horns p-point out of...
Oh, oh no, ohhhhhhh… whoa.
She’d lowered her head in shock and caught sight of something else Ruby had changed on her! She was wearing a matching leather corset now, but her boobs were huge! Unable to believe that they were- ohhhh.
Disbelieving that they were real, she’d immediately reached to touch them, like her horns, only to learn that her breasts were both much larger and much more sensitive and that it was really hard to be worried or afraid while she was feeling little bolts of pleasure radiating from her touch. Pinching and tugging at her nipples, she realized that this feeling… it was amazing! She giggled as she fondled herself, realizing that she probably ought to be mad or worried or anything else, but this was really fun!
“P-Pyrrha?” he heard Jaune’s voice, and she glanced up, only to realize something.
Ruby was right.
Jaune was tasty.
“Jaune...” she purred, leaning forward and using her arms to press her new boobs together, “I’m hungry...”
“Pyrrha, are you-”
“Hungry!” she shouted as she pounced, knocking her husband to the floor. “Horny!” she cried as she, somehow, made his clothes simply vanish. “Happy!” she squealed as she plugged his big, juicy cock in her tight pussy!
And ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, she hadn’t realized that she’d only been enjoying a fraction of how good sex could be. This dick was amazing! Amazing! No wonder Ruby was dying for a taste! She wouldn’t have given up her chance at this, if she knew this was what her reward would be! At that thought, an eager, sudden, and desperate hunger for his cum overtook her as she milked him with a manic desire that overrode all senses other than a pure and total need.
It wasn’t long! Wasn’t long now at all! His face showed he was overwhelmed in bliss as he moaned his desire, too. This was the most amazing sensation she’d ever felt, and she couldn’t wait to do more of it! She was much, much, very much sexier now, wasn’t she, and they’d be having lots and lots and lots AND LOTS OF SEEEEEEX!
He gasped and Pyrrha was enraptured by the feeling of his seed releasing into her. He filled her. Not just stuffing her pussy with his cock or her womb with his cum, but her entire body felt so overcharged with love and lust and desire and she just- couldn’t- hold- AAAAAAAAGH!
She came and saw stars and blacked out.
She realized as she came to that she wasn’t on the floor any longer. She was in the bed, and Jaune was beside her, still sleeping. How had they-
“Um, hi Pyrrha,” Ruby said from over her, “I’m, um, really sorry I didn’t tell you that… taking a Succubus’s virginity is really powerful magic, and, um, should have warned you that this might have happened if you took the lead like that, but, um...”
Pyrrha mumbled something, still too unfocused to really make words.
“You’re, um… you’re probably gonna be really mad at me once the magic dies down and you’re not… super turned on, but, um, I’m kind of your subordinate now and so you have to take care of me?”
“That’s...” she mumbled, “That’s fine, Ruby...”
“And can I play with Jaune?” she nervously asked. “I’m still really hungry.”
Pyrrha closed her eyes, then sighed. “When he’s up. You can ask him.”
“Thank you, Mistress!” Ruby whispered, then pulled up the blanket around Pyrrha, tucking her into bed, letting her drift back off to sleep.
“Ugh!” Pyrrha cried out in annoyance, “These were my comfy shoes!” as she flung the pair of stiletto boots across the room.
“Yeah,” chuckled the Succubus sitting in their kitchen, a pair of long, hooked horns sprouting out of her thick blonde hair, as she sipped coffee, “Curse of the Succubus—dark magic powers, rockin’ tits, amazing sex lives, but slippers and sweats? That’s for humans only.”
Yang, in spite of her frequently unserious personality, was proving to be a great help in the transition, and Jaune was secretly glad that Ruby had invited her sister to come stay with them while Pyrrha got used to being a Succubus. She was particularly helpful in teaching Pyrrha the illusion magic necessary to maintain her normal life, though they could both do without the incredulous comments about why anyone would want to keep having a boring normal life when they could be a full time sex demon like her.
And Jaune could, admittedly, do without the stacked blonde demon that was clearly interested in him. An interest she was quick to show, like right now.
“Also, Jaune—you sure you’re not an incubus?” she asked, “Maybe got some demon blood in your ancestry? Because whew, I can still taste your energy from what you did with Pyrrha and Ruby last night and it is strong and delicious!” Oh God, they were having this conversation again. “Think it’s doing more to wake me up than this coffee!”
“I’m not having sex with you, Yang,” he answered flatly, as Ruby protectively wrapped her arms around him.
“It was just a compliment! I mean,” she laughed, “I don’t even usually go for dick, but damn, Rubes, I thought you were just being sweet when you told me you didn’t want anyone else.”
“I like Jaune cause he’s nice,” she said, her arms wrapped tight around his chest.
Yang flung her arms out, aghast. “How are you so adorable? Seriously! How! We are sex. demons. Not cuddle bugs, and yet… Salem’s tits, I swear, when mom sees how sweet you two-”
“You told mom?” Ruby cried, “Yang, whyyyyyy?”
He could hear Pyrrha’s deep, resentful sigh from across the room. “Oh, wonderful, what new demon are we going to have in our house, and in what way is she going to try and have sex with my husband?”
“Ha, this is why I like you, P-Money,” she stopped and raised her hand, “Sorry, Pyrrha—in our culture it’s rude to call a demon by their True Name, but since you were human, your True Name’s just your human name. Plus, I like giving people nicknames. Anyways, yeah, mom is 100% gonna go right for your man, but she respects her favorite daughter’s Master-”
“Yaaaang,” Ruby protested, “I’m not her favorite!”
“Hush up, Rubes, I am such the black sheep. Anyways, she’ll try to jump the two of you for sure, but you just gotta be firm and she’ll back off.” She smiled, but then that smile dropped. “Dad’s gonna want to talk to Jaune, though.”
“Oh no,” Ruby gasped, and Jaune did not like the sound of it, “Oh no, are we invited to dinner?”
“We both are,” Yang replied soberly and Jaune’s heart rate shot through the roof.
“We’re- we’re not-” he stammered, trying to imagine what, exactly they’d be eating at this dinner. And perhaps who was eating.
“Chill, man,” Yang said, “we’re not gonna feed you souls or anything, dad’s just gonna grill steaks and… you’ll be expected to... join him while he does that.”
Ah, a new horror. He’d completely forgotten about that nightmare while he was so preoccupied with the thought of Ruby’s dad having him eaten alive for daring to touch his daughter. Maybe he’d just kill him without the eating!
“You’ll be… alright, Jaune,” Ruby said with false cheer, “Just think of him as my dad and not an Archduke of Hell overseeing the Ministry of Misery.”
“That’s... much worse, Ruby,” Pyrrha, “Surely you can see that what you said made things much, much worse.”
“You just have to be smart,” Yang cut in, her eyes focused and analytical, “Just remember: music peaked with dad rock.”
“Baseball’s a real sport, football’s too impatient, and hockey doesn’t exist,” Ruby added.
“And beers that don’t come in 24 packs aren’t to be mentioned.“ Yang finished. “Just be smart, and you’ll be fine. Mom and dad are gonna love you! Especially mom, but, uh, we already talked about that.”