A World of Pleasure

Since that night, her whole life seemed so... insignificant. All Juliet could think about was her amazing night with the Incubus, and aside from that and eating, nothing mattered. She daydreamed about it all day long, and was soon fired for not having done a single shred of work. Her few friends lost contact with her, and she had no family to miss. She also didn't have a boyfriend, despite her perky D-cup breasts, wide hips and long legs. She had a body men would die for, yet had no interest in ordinary men. She spent her free time looking up details on the mysterious creature, her brilliant green eyes scanning page after page. She was shocked to discover that the whole race was becoming extinct.

Apparently, women had stopped volunteering to be their mates. These women, known as the Succubus, would give birth to other Incubi and Succubae, who would then mature and continue the ways of their culture. When a child is conceived with either parent being of these divine races, the child would be born with the markings that she saw the other night. These markings glowed brighter with sexual sensations, but would become dulled by the lack thereof. Apparently, these creatures would die without sexuality and sensuality in their lives. The arcane literature she found said there were scarcely 50 left. The only way these creatures could survive would be if more mortals were willing to undergo the procedure to be transformed- but this would mean giving up all their humanly things to live out their existence with this strange race. It was also difficult for the ritual to be accomplished if the human did not have a strong will to be part of that lifestyle.

Juliet thought back again to that special night, the encounter that drove her mad with obsessive desire. Her mind was filled with the intense sensations he brought. Her eyes saw only his perfect body; he had thick, toned muscles, a chisled and masculine face, and the strange, burning markings upon his body that glowed brighter with her pleasure. Her nose filled with his arousing scent, and she began to get wet just thinking about the ecstasy his prodigious member drove throughout her body.

A slow grin grew, and soon, her heart and mind were set on what she was about to do. Juliet stood from her computer desk and lay out the same patterns for summoning an Incubus again, inscribing the runes upon the floor, situated at the edge of a summoning circle. She read the same incantation, speaking boldly, but this time she envisioned the same creature of the night before, in hopes he would appear once more. The only differences were her intentions, and the fact that she was still wearing clothes this time.

As the final words of the spell echoed through the room, the air above the circle shimmered once more, and from this disturbance stepped the glorious man that she had been with that night. She smiled, and struggled to maintain a clear mind as the arousing scent permeated the room. She could see he was surprised at her summoning him again, but regardless, walked towards her. She shook lightly as his markings glowed like hot embers.

"Wait," she managed to choke out. The Incubus stopped, waiting and silent. "I... I want to be... like you are. I want to be your mate, not just a toy."

The Incubus raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

Juliet almost laughed; she hadn't known he could speak until now; in their previous encounter, he had remained silent. "Because... I read about what's happening to your race... and besides, you are the most beautiful man I've ever seen."

He grinned, the corners of his mouth turning upwards, but not far. "I know."

"It's just... I'm not loosing anything; I've got no friends, family, or job, so I might as well serve a better purpose."

"Are you aware of what our initiation consists of?"

"Well... not quite." Juliet blushed.

"First, you are adorned with the marks, and your body will be transformed using ancient incantations. Second, if that part does not fail, you will have to use your new body and talents in every way possible. This is partially to contain the powerful magic within you, and to give your new body strength. However, it is a long, hard, passionate event, sometimes lasting for hours on end. Not everyone survives such pleasures," he grimaced. "Do you still wish to join us, even though it may risk your life?"

She had not known the initiation would consist of such wild intercourse, nor did she ever think it was possible to die from pleasure. Her voice shook, but her answer was unchanged. "I do."

"Very well," he smiled stepped forward, embracing her. His body pressed against her, and stepped back into the summoning circle. The room started to spin and darken. She became disoriented and shut her eyes, pressing her face into the warm skin of her companion, breathing in his sensual aroma. Soon, the world came back into focus, and what she saw was both mystifying, and tragic.

The world around her was beautiful; they appeared to be in a massive forest clearing, but within the thick trunks were homes! Juliet watched as an Incubus, almost as beautiful as the one holding her, walked through a gnarled hole. She had just enough time to notice he was wearing nothing, and that his marks were a dull, smoldering color; she had a feeling that man did not have much time left. The problem was that many of these trees were withered and dying. Entire branches were drooping and falling off, the ground coated in crushed brown leaves. The few live trees were the only breaks in the morose, gray world around them. Some Incubi were lying around, and appeared to be dying, their markings a cold and dark color that showed no signs of recovery.

Although, this world did possess one other interesting quality- everything around them had the arousing smell of primal lust, just like her companion. It was weaker, but it was definitely there. She shook her head and tried not to fall victim to their many seductive traps.

"So, you all live in trees?"

He nodded. "We are deeply in tune with nature; it's as much a way of life as it is a necessity. We support the life around us, just as it supports us with shelter and food."

"How do you support life Mr….?"

"We support life in a way that you may not yet understand, but soon will. When we have sex with a human, we gather all the spare energies and emotions that are released. The markings on our bodies let us know how much energy we have. We release spare energy into the environment here to help it grow, but we also need to retain some in order to live. That's why we are becoming extinct- with so much pornography in your world, and because of prostitution, we have fallen 'out of use.' People would rather not use magic if they can simply spend their precious money... Oh, and you can call me Pan."

"Pan? Wasn't that a Roman God or something?"

"Greek, actually. He was often depicted as a God of sensuality and arousal, as well as extraordinarily gifted in music. Our entire race is centered on arousal, but I happen to be gifted in the musical arts, so I am called Pan."

"I see... Where are we going?"

"To my home," he said with unbearable simplicity. She would have questioned him further, but she saw the tree he undoubtedly referred to- it was massive, and in full bloom. It was easily as tall as the Empire State Building. It was the biggest tree in the clearing, with long branches that were covered in beautiful leaves.

"Wait a minute, if you all are that good in bed, and you absorb life force... Can't you... kill people that way?"

Pan grimaced. "Some have been known to do so, though that behavior is frowned upon. It is one of the few rules of our domain. Repeat offenders of this rule are drained of all their energies. However, with our species in such crisis, that law has been... suspended. You may think we do not care about human life for such an action, but we are few these days, while humanity is in the billions. To simplify it, yes, we can drain a mortal of all their energy, if we are not careful. That's why I was surprised you summoned me again."

Juliet shuddered at the thought of a shriveled, blackened, dried up husk version of herself. She was glad that she hadn't simply called upon him for another great night.

"So why do you live in this big tree when all the others have smaller ones?"

"Because, Juliet, I am their king."

Her jaw fell open as he led her into the main chamber, which was decorated as ornately as she could've imagined. The gnarled holes in the sides of the trees serves as windows to allow light into the rooms. Tapestries were hung upon the walls, and beautiful furniture had been carved from the finest woods. These pieces were arranged elaborately throughout the rooms they marched through. She opened her mouth to speak, but Pan interrupted her.

"The furniture is made only from fallen trees, which can no longer serve any other purpose." They had arrived in a very strange room; symbols glowed a deep red upon the floor, casting a strange and flickering light across the walls. This room, unlike the others, held no window and very little furniture. The only item in the room was a bed, located in the center of the glowing symbols. It had a faint electric feeling to it that made her respond down below. She blushed with embarrassment, thinking that Pan must surely have realized. Whether or not he did, she could not tell.

"Lay down in the bed, and I will begin the ritual." Pan left her side and she moved to lie down. "Take your clothes off, Juliet."

She sighed, and removed her oversized shirt. She cast it aside and unclasped her bra, freeing her large and perky breasts, then pulled down her pants. She was embarrassed at having to strip in front of him, but knew that feeling was foolish; he'd already done more then simply see her naked beauty. She took her spot on the center of the bed as Pan picked up a dusty tome. Its spine creaked open and he began to chant.

"Krallisten, luxiado, nejuits..." The glowing red of the symbols began to spiral upwards in a sporadic form, gathering above her body. Juliet was frightened, but far too fascinated to care. She felt the room heat up, but soon realized this heat was within, and it was radiating from between her legs.

"Axintel, gereood, prestalis..." The shimmering dust above her swept down, coating her, distributing itself across her body as she felt a deep, hot need growing within her. Her heat grew more intense, and with it came the familiar feeling of become wet. An ache began making itself known, demanding satisfaction.

"Sevil, yeresti, wanstana!" As he finished, Juliet felt a flash of pain burn into her where the particles settled in. She felt the ancient magic alter her body, and it fill her with warmth, pleasure, and pain. She heard a roaring of blood in her ears as her markings finalized their presence with an arousing, electric surge that spread outwards from her womanhood. She lay there gasping for several minutes, the power coursing through her veins.

"Are you ready for the second part?" She heard Pan's soft yet powerful voice in her ear. She felt his hand caressing her tender breasts, and she felt the pleasure radiate from his touch. As he did so, their markings reacted and lit up.

"Are we absorbing each other's life?" She gasped lightly as she tried to maintain normal breathing. The magic had an effect similar to Pan's, as it radiated through her body, her anticipation climbing.

"No, we're absorbing all the spare magic of the room." She suddenly felt his soft lips kissing and sucking at her neck, hovering above her skin, his warm breath making her nerves jump to attention. She moaned lightly, her need building with every sensual kiss. His lips traced down, around the curves of her breasts. She felt her nipples harden with arousal, and soon his lips found the stiff buds and sucked them into his mouth, biting gently. Bolts of pleasure set her nerves aflame, passion raged through her body, and her markings became distinct and bright. They started at the back of her neck, circled around her breasts, and crossed paths on her stomach, ending just above her center.

She felt the familiar ache building, growing more urgent with every kiss, caress and pinch. His hands lifted and massaged, gently teasing her nipples as she her breathing became more rapid. Pan continued building these sensations; he teased and pulled at her nipples and slid his hands across her stomach, down between her legs to gently rub her clit. She burned within, enveloped in the white hot flames of desire as her body reacted stronger then it ever had before, and her markings shone, bright and vibrant with her passion. His were bright too, and she could see him slowly climbing in between her legs.

Soon, she felt the sensation she had been dying for; bliss rampaged within her as she felt that deep craving final filled. Her ache was replaced by the strongest of sensations; the epitome of intercourse was finally hers. So strong was her pleasure that her markings actually lit up, shining outward like a full-body flashlight. With every thrust of his hips came a new wave of pleasure, stronger and stronger until she was drowning in ecstasy. She felt his hands take hold of her breasts, groping and teasing, stimulating her in every possible way. Her sensations just became stronger and stronger; she moaned and screamed, her nails digging into the bed. With a sudden cry, her hips jerked upwards against him as her nerves exploded, sending untold levels of pleasure through her. She knew nothing and felt nothing other then her exquisite lover and the wild feelings she had. Pan had become very bright as well, and his markings were slowly beginning to shine.

She had thought that this part would end with her climax, but apparently, there was more then just one climax involved. He sat back, but pulled her up with him, so that she was sitting in his lap. She felt his glorious manhood pulsating within her, and that sensation alone was driving her mad. As she felt his hips began to gyrate once more, she locked her legs around his waist for support. She felt his lips at her neck, kissing and biting sensually as his slow thrusting built up her lust once more. Lips found their way across her collarbone, then lower, greeting her cleavage with their erotic touch. Her hands traced their way across his back, ensnaring themselves in his hair and pulling him closer. Her legs locked tighter, drawing him deeper into her as his powerful thrusting kept her gasping and moaning. Soon, the thrusts became faster, driving these amazing sensations all throughout her body once more. The bright vibrancy of their marks grew with their sensations, and soon, the entire room was illuminated by their passion. They moved faster, arousal driving them as ecstasy pumped through their veins. The marks on their bodies lined up perfectly, and one could not be told from the other. With one final cry, their pleasure peaked in the most extraordinary way. Pure pleasure exploded within them, eliminating all other thoughts and sensations.

Gasping, naked and brilliant, they clung to each other. Her deep craving for his body was finally satiated. She pulled her head up from his chest and gave him one long, slow kiss. After separating from each other, they laid together on the ornate ritual bed. For one fleeting instant, she wondered how many Incubi had created and made love to a mate on this very spot, but she shook the thought away. It took another ten minutes for them both to recover, and this irked her, because they were both shining so brilliantly that she couldn't see him properly.

"What do we do with all this energy?" She said curiously as she stood from the bed.

"I'll show you; it's hard to explain." Pan took her hand and led her from room to room. She tried to see her new body in a mirror, but her reflection nearly blinded her. She was led up a tall staircase, the dark steps lit by their markings. They emerged into sunlight, and she stood on a platform surrounded by leaves. They were at the top of his immense home. From this point, she could see all the withered trees of the Incubi Kingdom.

"Stand here, and open your arms towards the withered trees, like you were to receive a hug." Juliet clearly didn't grasp what he was saying, because she simply tilted her head and didn't move. "It's an automatic process. Watch me." He stepped forward and opened his arms to the world. His markings shimmered, and suddenly the radiant energy burst forth, spreading like a blanket over the dying nature around them. She watched, amazed, as the formerly gray trees shook, straightened up, and began growing leaves again. It was an instant reaction; the life force they gathered was channeled directly into the things that needed it. Stray cheers could be heard from below as some Incubi received a healing blast as well.

"Your wave will be even stronger. There is something about a Succubi that makes the absorbed energy stronger, so you will see a more intense reaction to your gift."

"Gift?"

"Yes, what we do is a gift to the world around us, just as what we do to mortals is a 'gift.' The energy that mortals give to us is a gift to us, as if keeps us alive. Go ahead, try it."

She stepped forward hesitantly, and imitated his posture, opening her arms wide. She felt a sudden surge rush through her, a tingling sensation spreading across her new marks, and a bright red wave of pure life energy shot from her, spreading across the land. The energy soon stopped flowing from her, and she returned to a normal stance, watching the environment.

What she saw was more elegant, more fulfilling, and more beautiful then anything she had ever seen before. All the trees that were still withered or weak became filled with life, leaves sprouting all across them, sapling budding in their branches. Around the trees, exotic flowers bloomed, emanating a sweet aroma as their vibrant beauty was seen all across the landscape. The Incubi who had been weak and dying leapt to their feet, cheering and jumping around jubilantly. She smiled; this was the most good she had ever done in her life, and now, it would be a way of life. She turned back to Pan, who smiled and walked with her back to the living room of his abode. She looked in the mirror there, taking in the new body she had.

The first thing she noticed was that her breasts had no sag whatsoever, despite easily being two cup sizes larger. She had a narrow waist that tapered into wide and sensual hips. Her buttocks were now rounder and larger, but still firm. Her legs had grown longer as well, adding to her appearance. Her complexion was now smooth and devoid of acne, while her skin had become a soft, golden tan. Finally, she had beautiful markings that remained a deep, pulsating red, like hot coals. They began at the nape of her neck, two lines, side by side. They ran down along the length of her spine, and swooped across her back to circle over her breasts. Further down, they moved across her stomach, and twisted together, similar to the bands around the staff of Hermes. These ended inches above her womanhood. She was entirely naked, but this didn't bother her; in fact, it felt proper, like this was how she was born to be. She was truly beautiful; she was a curvaceous goddess, and she now had a great purpose in her life. She turned back to Pan, who was smiling at her.

"Thank you so much for giving me this. I've always wanted to do something better with my life, and to be able to help people, and now you've helped fulfill my dream. You took me into your life and allowed me to be something greater then myself... I don't know if this is accepted here, but I think I love you." A grin broke out over her face.

"Of course it's accepted. I already knew how you felt about me," he said as he embraced her.

"How?"

"You'll learn that being like us is not merely about sex. It's about sensuality and nature, and being in tune with the life around you. Mythology has portrayed us as demons, but in truth, we are much more. Even the act of sex is not sex to us; it is the exchange of energy. It is two souls coming together and receiving something from one another, whether it is gratification, emotional connection, or simply energy to live."

"So you knew that I loved you?"

"Of course," he kissed her, "that's why I've made you my queen."

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