Crim thought selecting a more masculine playmate would be better at helping them get in touch with their feminine side. “Go ahead and relax. You chose me, so I’ll make sure you won’t regret it.” Elza whispered into Crim’s ear and ran her fingers through their golden locks. Their heart was beating out of their chest. Oh wow… She’s something else… If Elza hadn’t had such round, full breasts, Crim might have mistaken her for a man. And yet she was so much more magnificent than any man Crim had ever met. Plus, she had all the beauty and warmth of a woman; how could one person be so perfect? Crim’s chest was pounding even harder. Their inner maiden had been fully awakened. “Stick out your tongue,” commanded Elza as she placed a palm on Crim’s cheek. The sudden order made their heart skip a beat. “L-like ziss?” “Good girl.” As Crim sheepishly poked their tongue out from between their lips, Elza playfully nipped at it with her fangs. She then applied pressure while teasing the tip with her own tongue. This combination of soft bite and numbing tickle melted Crim’s nervousness away, giving way to arousal as their fire was lit. “Hff…mmm…shlp…shlp…ahhhh.” Crim opened their mouth wider, and their tongue began to dance, all the while intertwined with Elsa’s. The sounds of their kiss echoed around the room. “Hey, you’re not half-bad.” Elza received Crim’s kisses like an owner with a fawning puppy. She welcomed the angel’s enthusiastic tongue movements and matched their rhythm, occasionally evading to enhance the tension. It’s like my tongue is melting… My God… This was a pleasure Crim could never experience in Heaven. Such a thing was forbidden, of course. Yet Elza’s hands gently caressing Crim’s head and shoulder dispersed their fears like flour in a bowl of water. She kneaded the dough, set it aflame, and what was the result…? A perfectly plump, piping-hot loaf of passion. Well, a certain something was missing at the moment, so Crim had nothing “plump” to speak of—but in its place, their remaining portion was hot and ready. “Ohh, what should I…I…I…ahh…” Crim’s body shuddered with an unfamiliar feeling. This was all new. Losing one part had allowed Crim to focus all their pleasure on the other. When Crim was erect, they could feel their masculinity bellowing All right, time to crush it! It was an intense, violent impulse most unbecoming of an angel. Yet right now, Crim’s femininity was cooing Ohhh, my kitty’s been so lonely! Just where the hell did that come from? It was jarring enough to give Crim pause. Crim covered their face with both hands. “Don’t you worry about a thing. Just let me take care of you.” The words shot straight to their heart, making Crim sopping wet in an instant. Elza shifted her body. A wet schlick leaked from between Crim’s thighs. “Hah, ahh—!” “Easy there. I’ve been inside you for a while now. Still not used to it yet?” Elza shifted again—not her hands or her legs, but her hips. The curved, red probe between her thighs had already been well acquainted with Crim. Indeed, female hyenas possessed a pseudophallus that resembled the male penis. Elza had been inside Crim for the majority of their bedtime. Before the festivities, Crim and Elza had both washed their bodies in the bath and gotten nice and clean. Incidentally, Elza’s tongue had given Crim’s slit an extra vigorous scrubbing, causing them to climax not once but thrice. When she playfully nibbled Crim’s clitoris, they were so consumed by ecstasy, they feared they might actually return to Heaven. After moving to the bed, Crim was hopelessly hypnotized by Elza’s attentiveness and consideration. She’s so, so wonderful… How many times had Crim had that thought? The way she carried on their conversation while ever-so-slightly inside Crim was beyond sensual. With our bodies joined like this, even a simple chat makes me so happy… Elza’s every movement was delicate, as promised. Thanks to how gentle she was, Crim felt like they could let out everything that had been welling up within their chest. Crim’s body felt light, as did their heart. “Hnh… Elza…” Crim was coaxed into the position Elza desired. They were now lying on their side, with their back to Elza. “I’m going to make you mine.” Elza grabbed hold of Crim from behind and pulled them close. The feeling of her breasts against Crim’s back served as a reminder of her femininity. She lightly stroked Crim’s upper arm, and they shuddered in anticipation. …It’s coming. The heat of Elza’s rod slowly rose through Crim’s lower abdomen. “A-ah… Ahh! I can feel you so deeply…!” Crim was drenched and shuddering relentlessly. Greedily, they took Elza in deeper and deeper, becoming numb. “Good girl. You let me all the way in.” “Oh my… I’m…so embarrassed.” “I’m not gonna stop, so feel whatever you want.” In spite of her brusque voice, Elza’s movements were the epitome of grace; they were nowhere near as forceful as her words, and if anything, they gave Crim the reprieve needed to reach climax all on their own. “Oh, I…I’m…I’m gonna—!” In a breathtaking show of force, the space between Crim’s thighs exploded with love nectar. Crim was perplexed by the amount of liquid one angelic body could possess, but the real show was yet to begin… Elza continued exploring their depths… Squik. …and the moment she touched down on their final frontier, they exploded once more. As Crim’s face blanched, another spot on the bed was hit by a tide of white. “Haahhh, ahh—!!” “Did you finish? You’re too cute.” Crim was absolutely intoxicated, surrendering to Elza as their hips bucked violently. Their mind all but shut off as they tasted unholy ascension. Elza halted her hips, allowing Crim to savor the moment. Her arms tightened around them. Their hands clasped. Fingers intertwined. She nipped at Crim’s ear. “Ahh— Elza, Elza…!” As their bodies wove together, Elza’s tender embrace prolonged Crim’s euphoria. Even as the ivory tide began to recede, Crim’s contentment never wavered. “So? You understand a woman’s pleasure a little better now?” “Ooh…y-yes, I—I think I do…um…but…” As Crim finally settled down, an extraneous thought entered their mind. “I wasn’t able to be as tender and affectionate as you.” Crim’s voice cracked with guilt. Elza nuzzled Crim’s cheek, encouraging them to say more. “I’ve always told myself I would be gentle with the succu-girls I spent time with…but I’m nowhere near as skilled as you, Elza. Sometimes, I lose all control and become completely absorbed in thrusting…and thrusting, and thrusting…” Crim knew their worries were unfounded. The services at a succubus joint should only be provided by the succu-girl. As long as customers didn’t cross the line, the only thing they needed to concern themselves with was their own pleasure. But Crim was an angel—ultimately conscientious of others. If someone makes me feel good, I’d like to be able to return the favor. They had only returned to dry land for a moment before hearing Elza say, “I’m gonna get a little rough, okay?” “Y-yes…okay.” “All right—ungh!” Elza thrusted deep inside Crim. “Ohh—!” A jolt of pleasure tore through Crim and caused them to jump. Elza pumped with newfound vigor. “Unhh, unf— Hnnh, ahh, hyaaa—!!” Crim cried out as if they were the only one in the room. Though their secret garden had shared its bounty numerous times already, it eagerly welcomed the return of its favorite visitor. The now-familiar sensation caused Crim’s eyes to roll back in their head. Plap, plap, shlick, schlick, plap, plap, schlick, schlick— Crim’s taut, youthful limbs were beaded with sweat, and their inner thighs were slick with fluid. Elza didn’t seem to mind that her fur was now damp with it. As she thrust in and out, her only focus was maximizing Crim’s pleasure. “You’re getting lost in it, aren’t you?” “Mmmm, mmf…yes… The feeling of you gripping my waist and slamming into me over and over again—!!” “Is it too rough for you?” Posing this question as she churned Crim’s insides, there was only one response. “Mmn, ngah— N-no, I don’t mind.” Crim loved it. They loved feeling this good. They were becoming absolutely enamored with Elza. “It’s the same way for the professionals. A customer could be as sweet as can be, or they could simply see us as a means to an end. We accept all circumstances—within reason—and make sure that everyone enjoys themselves as much as possible. That’s what makes a good succu-girl.” Elza’s movements eased up, if only slightly. Now she was teasing Crim with her hands and mouth. Her fluffy fur rubbed against the angel, her tongue showered them with canine kisses, and her fangs and claws added playful prickles. “Ah, ahh, I’ve never felt this way before…!” Every element of Elza’s tenderness sent a small wave of bliss washing over Crim, stoking their fire, body, and soul. Below, Elza’s hip movements had grown rhythmic, taking care not to cause Crim the slightest ounce of discomfort. Though their shared performance had entered its final act, Crim felt no less at peace. They could feel their peak nearing, little by little. “I…I’m…so happy…” Crim’s body curled in on itself, as did their toes. And so, for the final time that day, Crim embraced their inner woman as they ascended. “Don’t feel like you have to discount your happiness. I’ll be here to hold you whenever you need.” Elza cradled Crim as the two basked in the afterglow. Crim could feel her ample bust against their back and felt right at home. They could finally accept their love of breasts, and as an added bonus, they also came to terms with the masochistic thoughts that usually accompanied such an epiphany. With Elza, Crim didn’t have to stifle their indulgent moans. “You’ve got a pretty nice voice.” Elza’s deep voice sent Crim’s feminine heart aflutter. And so the sweet angel reveled in the rapture of the female experience. * Angel Crimvael 9 The potion turned me entirely into a woman, so I went along and picked a cool hyena girl, who was close to being male in both body and heart. While the way she talked and acted was a little scary, a sense of security actually started washing over me at her gentle treatment, and my mind was even more fulfilled than my body. By the time we were done, I may have felt more satisfied than I had at any regular store. I did feel a little nervous in the beginning because it was my first time doing anything like this entirely as a woman, but I guess it is nice to be able to focus on my female side now and then. Thus concluded Crim’s review of the Genderswap Inn. The establishment easily rose to the top of their tier list. Crim’s first sexual experience, which they were goaded into, focused on their male bits and had been far too intense. But this time, they were able to choose their own partner and focus on their female side, which made for a completely different experience. The world was far vaster than they had ever realized. There might be succubus joints out there that are even more incredible. Crim had become obsessed with succu-girls. Though they appeared feminine at a glance, in their heart, they were no different than Stunk and the others. None were immune to the draw of the compass. Not even Crim, who enjoyed the best of both worlds. Thanks to their experience with Elza, Crim no longer felt obligated to bring their sword into every battle. “I guess Crim’s more of a fallen angel now, eh…?” “He chose a hyena girl with a penis? He definitely knows something we don’t.” “And his cock is bigger than any of ours to boot…” “What manner of beast have we unleashed unto the world…?” Crim didn’t realize that Stunk and the others were singing their praises. For them, it was just another busy day at Ye Pubbe. When I make some more money, I’d like to visit the succubus district again. Even Crim had thoughts like this from time to time. And in no time at all, a dog hybrid staggered into Ye Pubbe and shattered the peaceful atmosphere. “Ah, Brooz, welcome.” “…Mm.” Brooz stared at the ceiling and rubbed his eyes. He was still suffering the aftereffects of his visit to Kama Sutra. “…Crim, gimme an ale.” “Coming right up. By the way, does your nose feel better yet?” “Mm, yeah. I’d almost forgotten about that… It’s more of a mental thing, really. I guess I just let it get to me… ’Kay, time to snap out of it and move on!” Brooz gave a quick slap to his fuzzy face to psych himself up. There was no immediate change, however, as he still seemed lost in thought. A moment later, Crim returned with an ale. “Sorry to keep you waiting; here’s your order. Also, have you been sleeping well, Brooz? You’re practically glowing.” Brooz couldn’t admit that he just slept way too much. For obvious reasons, getting an early night’s sleep was an utterly foreign concept at Ye Pubbe. He took a swig of ale and licked his chops. “Yeah, I was asleep before I knew it…or rather…” “Why’re you making the same dreamy face I usually make right after I bust a nut? You find a next-level succubus joint or something?” “Yeah, Brooz, you can tell us. We’re friends, aren’t we?” The delinquent duo, Stunk and Zel, poked at Brooz’s cheeks in between japes. No less interested, Crim paused midfloat, eagerly awaiting the dog hybrid’s answer. “Actually, I met someone.” “Who—?” Brooz took another pull of ale. His next words were a shining beacon for all compasses in attendance. “The succu-girl of urban legend…the Time-Traveling Temptress.”
Chapter 5
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