Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!

Melisa sat in class, her attention split between the droning lecture and the pile of letters on her desk.

Isabella lounged on her lap, her soft, fluffy tail tickling Melisa's thighs as she idly played with a lock of the nim's hair.

Every now and then, Melisa's eyes would go lower and lower until they were gazing upon Isabella's extremely short skirt, where she could just barely see-

[Fuck... I am horny.]

Shaking her head, she picked up the first letter, skimming its contents before letting out a soft snort of laughter.

"What is it?" Isabella murmured, craning her neck to see.

"Another business offer," Melisa replied, rolling her eyes with a light smile. "Some merchant wants me to endorse his 'revolutionary' new line of enchanted cookware. Says it'll make me a fortune."

Melisa sighed.

"It's literally just been a couple of days. Does attaching my name to something even mean anything?"

Isabella giggled, nuzzling her face into Melisa's neck.

"I think so. Mom was reading the newspaper this morning and I saw your name on the front page, big, bright letters too," she said. "Everyone gonna want a piece of the nim who saved the king."
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Melisa felt a flush of pride, but she shrugged nonchalantly.

"Well, I guess I'm just that awesome now."

Isabella subtly arched a brow.

Melisa moved on to the next letter, both her brows rising as she read the first few lines.

"Ooh, wait, an anonymous love letter! 'To the most beautiful and brave nim in all the land, your crimson eyes haunt my dreams and your luscious curves drive me to distraction...'"

Isabella snatched the letter out of Melisa's hand, her own eyes narrowing as she scanned the rest of the flowery prose.

"Oh, how little they know..." Isabella smirked up at Melisa, her eyes doing a quick roam up and down the nim's body. "'Luscious curves' doesn't even begin to cover it."

She didn't give the letter back.

Melisa smirked, her hand sliding down to give Isabella's ass a playful squeeze that made Isabella flinch.

"Jealous?"

"Hardly," Isabella scoffed with a pout, throwing the letter away.

Melisa's grin widened.

As they continued to sort through the letters, Melisa became increasingly aware of a strange sensation building inside her. It was like a low, simmering heat. Like a pulsing energy that seemed to radiate out from her very core.

[My pheromones,] she pointed out, her eyes widening slightly. [They're stronger than ever. I can feel them, like a bedsheet weighing down on me... Or like a dress I'm wearing.]

She glanced around the classroom, taking in the way her classmates seemed to be shifting restlessly in their seats, their eyes continually darting toward her.

[Shit.] Melisa looked down. [It used to be, I could only affect people within about four feet of me. But now... now it feels like my radius has doubled, at least.]

The thought sent a heady rush of power through her, a dark thrill at the idea of her influence spreading even further.

[I wonder how far I could push it,] she mused, her mind racing with possibilities. [How many people I could bring to their knees with just a look, just a touch...] She smiled a bit. [I need to learn how to reduce it too, though. This could absolutely get annoying.]

Melisa was taken out of her thoughts by Isabella, dragging her tongue up the side of Melisa's face.

Before, Melisa would have bashfully looked away. This time, she had to physically hold herself back from pulling Isabella in for a make-out session.

Isabella was holding up a letter, an amused smirk on her face.

"Check it out, babe~ The big man himself wants a word."

Melisa took the letter, her heart skipping a beat as she recognized the royal seal.

She broke it open with trembling fingers, her eyes scanning the elegantly penned words.

"'To Lady Melisa Blackflame,'" she read aloud, her voice hushed with excitement. "'I hope this letter finds you well. I wanted to assure you that I have not forgotten my promise of a suitable reward for your incredible heroism at the gala. However, I find myself struggling to conceive of a gift truly worthy of your deeds.

I beg your patience for a few days more, as I consult with my advisors and give the matter my deepest consideration. Rest assured, I will not rest until I have found a way to properly honor your bravery and loyalty. Yours, in eternal gratitude, King Aldric.'"

[Hm,] Melisa narrowed her eyes. [That kinda sounds like, "I want to throw the bank at you but my advisors are against it".]

Isabella let out a low whistle, her tail swishing quicker behind her.

"Damn, Mel. The king's really pulling out all the stops for you. I wonder what he's gonna come up with?"

Melisa shrugged.

"I have no idea. But I can't wait to find out."

The rest of the class seemed to drag on forever, but finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of the day.

Melisa and Isabella gathered their things, falling into step behind Raven and Armia as they made their way out of the classroom.

The two girls were engaged in a slightly awkward conversation. Armia's usually refined demeanor was somewhat subdued as she tried to find common ground with the more taciturn girl.

But, Armia, at least, was trying.

[It's weird, seeing them together like this,] Melisa mused, watching the stilted interaction. [I keep forgetting that my friends aren't actually friends with each other. But, I hope they can be... I'd like it.]

Suddenly, Isabella's hand shot out, grabbing Melisa's wrist in a tight grip.

Before Melisa could react, the kitsune was dragging her away from the others, darting into the nearest bathroom with a mischievous grin.

"Isabella, what-"

But her words were cut off as Isabella shoved her up against the wall, her mouth crashing down on Melisa's in a bruising kiss.

Melisa moaned, her hands coming up to tangle in Isabella's hair as she returned the kiss with equal fervor. Instantly, she could feel the heat building between her legs, the ache of desire.

[Fuck, I need her. I need her so bad.]

In the past, Melisa might have felt a flicker of embarrassment at being so easily riled up, at being so wanton and needy. But now, with her pheromones surging through her veins and her confidence at an all-time high, all she felt was a fierce, primal hunger.

She broke the kiss, panting heavily as she stared into Isabella's lust-darkened eyes.

"What do you want, Izzy?" she rasped, her voice low and rough with desire. "Tell me."

Isabella grinned, her sharp canines glinting in the fluorescent light.

"I want that pretty little mouth of yours," she purred - [like Raven, huh. I guess I'm good with my tongue?] - her fingers already working at the fastenings of her shorts. "I want you on your knees, choking on my cock~"

Melisa shuddered, a fresh wave of arousal crashing over her.

She didn't hesitate, dropping to her knees and pushing Isabella's skirt up and her panties down.

The kitsune's cock sprang free, thick and hard and already glistening with precum.

It really was cute, though she imagined not many penis-havers would like having that thing described that way. But, still, although it was literally half of Armia's size, it still felt great inside Melisa, so she didn't actually mind.

On that note, Melisa licked her lips, a hungry growl rumbling up from her chest.

"God," she breathed, her hand wrapping around the base of Isabella's shaft. "I can't wait to taste you."

And with that, she leaned forward, taking the head of Isabella's cock into her mouth and sucking hard.

Isabella gasped, her hips bucking forward instinctively. Melisa relaxed her throat, taking the kitsune's length deeper, until her nose was buried in Isabella's groin.

Melisa could take it all the way, easily, which was another thing she liked about Isabella's cute dick.

"Oh fuck, Mel," Isabella groaned, her fingers tangling in Melisa's hair. "Your mouth, fuck, it's so good, so fucking perfect..."

Melisa hummed around her mouthful, the vibrations making Isabella's cock twitch against her tongue. She set a hard, fast pace, bobbing her head and hollowing her cheeks. She'd started off with 0 experience in this field, but doing this with more frequency lately, Melisa picked up a few techniques.

She had always been a fast learner, after all.

She could feel her own arousal soaking through her panties, her cunt clenching with every muffled moan and gasp that fell from Isabella's lips. The bathroom echoed with the sounds of her slurping and sucking, a lewd symphony that only fueled her desire.

"M-Mel," Isabella panted with a grin, her grip on Melisa's hair tightening almost painfully. "Fuck, I'm... Ohhhhh."

Melisa doubled her efforts, one hand coming up to fondle Isabella's balls while the other stroked what she couldn't fit in her mouth. She looked up at the kitsune through her lashes, her eyes dark with lust and challenge.

[Do it,] she thought fiercely, projecting the words with all her might. [Come for me. Fill my mouth with your tasty, sweet cum~]

And with a strangled cry, Isabella did just that. Her hips jerked forward, burying her cock to the hilt in Melisa's throat as she came, hot and hard and endless.

Melisa swallowed it all, nose pressed against Isabella's body, greedy for every drop of the kitsune's essence.

She milked Isabella's cock with her tongue and throat and pulled Isabella even deeper with her hands on Isabella's ass, determined to wring out every last shudder of pleasure.

Finally, Isabella slumped back against the wall, her chest heaving and her eyes glazed with satisfaction. Melisa let her softening cock slip from her mouth with a lewd pop.

Not a single pink-ish drop of cum could be seen on the floor.

After that, they cleaned up quickly, straightening their clothes and hair before slipping out of the bathroom, hand in hand.