Infernal Awakening
Copyright© 2026 by EggSaladAvenger
Chapter 4
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Chase Greenwater meets the girl of his dreams--literally!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Fairy Tale School Magic Demons First Facial Oral Sex Petting Big Breasts Teacher/Student Slow Transformation
Moving like he was in a dream—and still not fully convinced that he wasn’t—Chase rose from his desk. Miss Lily smiled encouragingly, though she couldn’t hide the greed that was burning in her eyes. To his complete and utter disbelief, she actually wanted this, wanted him, just as badly as he wanted her.
She continued to beckon with her finger. Beneath that, though, Chase almost swore he could hear her... everything ... calling to him. It was like every cell in her body was reaching out, pulling him in, begging to touch him and be touched in return.
Almost without realizing it, he pulled his shirt off and discarded it on the floor. His shoes and socks went next, and the cold, hard surface of the tile floor sent a small shock up through the soles of his feet. It was real. Nothing in a dream could feel that solid. And if that was real, then that meant everything else was real too.
Including Miss Lily.
Her eyes roamed over his bare chest. She didn’t say anything, but neither did she show any outward signs of disgust. Chase wasn’t vain, but he also wasn’t stupid. He knew there was nothing overtly wrong with his body, but there was absolutely nothing there to catch a woman’s interest, either—especially not a drop dead beauty like Miss Lily. The best he could hope for was what she had just given him: quiet acceptance, neither satisfied nor repulsed.
Chase’s hands went to his belt, unbuckling it, and then...
He paused, unable to keep going. Miss Lily cocked her head at his hesitation, but still didn’t say anything.
Don’t be an idiot! he snapped at himself. Look at her! You should be past things like this!
Miss Lily sat before him, naked and completely unashamed, openly asking to share his first ever intimate moment with him. Her mind was clearly made up about this. She wasn’t going to stand up, get dressed, and leave just because he took off his pants to reveal the erection that was practically visible from orbit already.
No matter what he told himself, though, he couldn’t make himself remove his pants. Since the day he had hit puberty, his own dick had been his worst enemy. His life had practically revolved around keeping himself from becoming aroused, and desperately hiding his treacherous member when that failed. Now this supernaturally gorgeous woman not only wanted to see it, but for him to use it as well?
He trusted her. Maybe that was naive since he had met her less than an hour ago, but he did. That still wasn’t enough to make him forget the instincts that had controlled his life from the moment he’d discovered that he liked girls to this very second.
He looked at the succubus, silently hoping she would sense that something was wrong and come pull his pants down for him like they did in pornos. Then while she was down there, maybe she could—
“Growing up was hell for you, wasn’t it?” she asked instead.
Chase’s face turned scarlet with embarrassment, and he looked away without answering.
“I’m not surprised. Your soul knows what it is, even if your body doesn’t.” She gave him a real, sympathetic smile. “You know that your purpose is to seek out pleasure, but you’ve been held back by the limitations of human society.”
He winced. “Is that something every incubus has to deal with?”
“Not all of them, but enough that it’s a known issue.” She shook her head. “I wish there was something we could do to help, but because of what we are ... and how strictly humans believe in the age of consent...”
Chase’s heart sank into his stomach.
Her expression became a mixture of steely resolve and fiery encouragement. “But I believe in you, Chase! Consider this a test to see if you’re worthy of inheriting your father’s power. Incubi and succubi have absolutely no reason to be ashamed of their bodies, so the first step toward accepting who you are is to take your pants off and show me that delicious cock you’ve been hiding from me!”
Chase’s insides were still skipping rope with themselves, but he forced himself to look at Miss Lily—all of her, from her horns, to the auburn hair framing her beautiful face, to the impossibly large and perky breasts above a soft and plump belly. The way her hips flared out, thick without being fat, to encircle her pink, hairless pussy above two long, toned, but still round and soft legs. Even the way her wings periodically shifted on her back, while her tail swept back and forth across Mr. Decker’s desk, like a cat that had spotted a mouse, made his heart beat double time.
That was what she was promising him. That and so much more, if she were to be believed. Was it possible that all succubi were just as beautiful as her? More importantly, was he really going to let a chance like that—a chance so rare that “once in a lifetime” didn’t even begin to describe it—slip through his fingers because he was acting like a little shy bitch?
He couldn’t stop his hands from shaking, but after a few fumbling attempts, he managed to undo his pants. Without giving himself any more time to think, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband and pushed them and his boxers down at the same time. His cock sprang free, all six and a half inches of it bobbing up and down in front of him like some kind of perverted bobblehead. He cringed, mentally preparing himself for the other shoe to finally drop, and for Miss Lily to...
She smiled at him. “Well done, Chase. Now come here so I can give you your reward.”
She beckoned him again, and a shiver went down Chase’s spine. This was finally it. The one thing he had spent every day for the past six years desperately yearning for. And it was going to happen with someone so far out of his league, he wouldn’t have even dared to fantasize about her before today.
He walked across the room to where she was waiting for him, his bare feet slapping against the floor. She extended her arms as he drew near, and he jumped as if she’d shocked him when she touched him for the first time.
She draped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him close, her legs on either side of his hips. He was so aware of every part of her that was touching him, his bare skin brushing erotically against hers, that it was almost painful. She was warm. So warm that he’d been able to feel it radiating off of her before they’d even made contact. It reminded him of sitting in front of a gigantic fireplace on a cold winter’s night, its welcoming coziness belying the power contained within that wouldn’t hesitate to devour him and everything else in a heartbeat if it ever broke free.
But more than that, she was soft. He had known she would be from the moment he’d laid eyes on her, but actually feeling it was a different experience altogether. How could he have ever thought that slim and slender women were better than this? All it took was a little meat on her bones, and she became a living, breathing, lusting pillow. There wasn’t a single inch of her perfect body that he didn’t want pressed against him. Her arms on his shoulders, her thighs on his hips, her face less than a foot away from his, her tummy lightly brushing against his cock...
He couldn’t take it!
That gentle, almost imperceptible touch of her navel pushed him over the edge with a wordless cry of rapture, sending his lust, his anxiety, his excitement, and all the other emotions he’d been struggling to control erupting out of him in a great, white tidal wave. He came harder than he ever had in his life, harder than he’d even thought possible, spurting rope after rope of sticky white semen onto Miss Lily’s stomach, chest, and even her face.
When it finally ended, he sagged forward and would have collapsed entirely if Miss Lily hadn’t been there to catch him. Luckily—and surprisingly—she was able to support him as if he only weighed as much as a doll, and he gasped for breath as he hung there in her arms.
They were pressed even closer together than before, but he barely noticed under the wave of relief that rolled over his entire body. How long had that erection been fighting for escape, only to grow bigger and more restricted with every minute that Miss Lily teased him? Hours? Days? Between his discomfort, his fears, and all the world shattering revelations that had been dropped on him one after another, he was lucky he hadn’t passed out.
Eventually, though, he became aware of a familiar wet, sticky feeling, and realized with horror that not only had he just sprayed cum all over his teacher like a pent up firehose, now he was actively smearing it even further across them both with his own body.
He jerked backwards with a gasp. “I- I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to—”
“Don’t be ashamed,” Miss Lily said, pressing a comforting finger to his lips. She hadn’t even wiped his cum off her face, and now it was oozing down her cheeks and chin to drip onto her breasts before sliding over her nipples and down her cleavage. “We were put here to experience every pleasure the world has to offer, and there is no greater pleasure than an orgasm. It is the cornerstone of everything we believe, and everything we are. I helped you to experience the ultimate pleasure, and your body thanked me with your seed. It is beautiful, and you should never apologize for it.”
Chase could only stare at her in amazement. This simply could not be real. No woman existed who was this completely and utterly perfect in every conceivable way.
“Besides,” she added with a devilish grin, “if anything, I should be flattered that you came when I had barely touched you.”
Putting her hands on his shoulders again, she leaned forward until her face was an inch away from his bare chest. Then, to Chase’s surprise, she inhaled deeply through her nose.
“Ooooh,” she moaned, her eyes going wide. “It’s even stronger than in your dreams!”
“What’s stronger?” Chase asked.
“You haven’t been awakened yet,” she said, speaking as if she were in a trance. “You’re still practically a human. But your seed, it ... it’s...”
Sticking out her tongue, she dragged it up his chest, greedily lapping up his cum. It was so sudden and unexpected that Chase nearly stepped backwards out of her reach, and only the brief flash of erotic pleasure that it brought kept him rooted to the floor.
“Ahh... Ahhhh!” she gasped, shivering in pleasure as it slid down her throat. “The powerrrrr!”
She ran both hands over his belly, scooping the rest of his seed into her palms, which she greedily licked up as well. Then she proceeded to do the same to her face, then her own stomach, whimpering softly every time more of his seed touched her tongue.
“What power?” Chase asked, only to be completely ignored.
“Nnnn ... nnngh!” she groaned, sticking each of her fingers into her mouth one at a time to lick them clean. “Aaahhhhn!”