Draining Demon Delinquents 4: The Humiliation Succubus (Patreon)

Felt like finishing something, and this felt like something quick and sweet that I’d forgot I wanted to get back to. It’s always fun writing up these girls, a mix of succubi, sukeban/delinquents, and creatures that eat a very specific kind of emotional or literal energy. I’ve still got a list going on the google docs of some designs and power sources I want to use.

Akashi I started out as a basic tease and fuck character, but designing her to feed on the character’s humiliation and what losing his sense of shame would do from a result led that in a more femdommy, dirty talk angle. Her escalation just led it in a direction I didn’t think until it started happening.

Incidentally, not positive where I’m going with Aoi the girl from the ending (and VERY beginning) of the story, but I love this dumbass. As I do with stupid side characters.

Kenji stumbled his way out of the locker room, already exhausted by the time he went to his gym class. It was a small blessing that he didn’t have to run for long before his half-spent period was over. Momora had spent most of it slacking with a couple other demonic delinquents by the track, winking at him whenever he passed the brawny succubus.

He slumped his way back into the demon-packed school. It was getting late in the day, and it seemed to have the impatient slackers and punks riled up. Kenji actively avoided a shouting match escalating into a brawl at one end of the halls while keeping himself rather skillfully from making any eye contact with anyone.

“Hey! You little shits!” a large blue oni of a male teacher barked at the two feuding demon girls.

“You put her down or I’ll sap the hell outta your phones and the entire contact list with ‘em!”

Kenji found a stairway with the least loiterers and started making his way upstairs, thinking he was safe for the time being. Or as safe as he could get, because it seemed he couldn’t tell who was about to ambush and feed on him or in what manner they’d do it.

“Hey…” a wispy voice suddenly said by his ear.

A bit of straight blue hair was just visible in the corner of his eye, making Kenji jump and grab onto the railing to keep himself steady. He turned sharply to see the face of the red-skinned girl. Her blue, chin-length hair framed her face as one large, singular eye blinked calmly at him. It clearly was well taken care of as the only eye, painted with some heavy eyeshadow and large, carefully groomed eyelashes. It was rather pretty in a way, and had a kind, soft gaze.

The strangeness didn’t end there, because he tried to avert his eyes from staring. That led to her neck, which… went on and on. Her neck was like a long noodle, snaking two feet back before it reached her body. The base of the neck tucked neatly into the collar of a usual school uniform, if modified with many patches sewn into it.

The red girl giggled as Kenji steadied himself and got back to his feet. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you. I know the greens are the ones who like fear, not me. You didn’t have to overreact.”

“It’s alright…” Kenji said as he started to blush. The blue-haired demon seemed like one of the most polite ones she’d met so far, and he’d gone and looked like a jumpy idiot in front of her. His eyes darted to avoid hers, and her smile grew a bit wider. She bit her lip as she stepped in closer to him, coiling her neck in a strange pattern above her shoulders to keep it closer to her body.

“Aww, you don’t have to be so shy. I’m Akashi,” she said sweetly in her softspoken voice compared to everyone he’d met so far. It only made him feel even guiltier.

“Kenji,” he replied, giving her a small bow.

Akashi smirked and bowed back, barely tipping her body as her long neck did the bending for her. She looked back up at me, batting her single eye as her head ended up nearly level with my crotch. I blushed harder and took a safe step back to avoid any confusion, but I just heard her moan softly.

“You go to class on the top floor too, don’t you?”

He nodded back as she raised her head back to a more normal level for him to look at.

“That’s great. Perhaps we can walk together.”

While he was busy looking at her long neck and face, she reached around and slapped him on the ass like he was a stubborn horse. He gasped and hurried up the steps as she went with him. She smiled and hummed as if nothing was happening, but she fiddled with something in her bag.

“So have you encountered any red demons before, Kenji?” she asked curiously, her voice still even and polite.

“Not really. I didn’t know any demons before today…”

Which was more than he’d like anyway, not that he said it outloud.

Akashi stepped closer to him, slipping something that felt like a handkerchief into his hand and squeezing his fingers around it. The brief handholding was enough to tense up Kenji again with embarrassment before she even looped her neck around his to frame his shoulders. She whispered into his ear as he caught a hint of pink material in his hand.

“We feed on humiliation,” she whispered in his ear.

That alone made his spine tingle. He suddenly glanced down at his hand and saw a bit of frills around the edge of her secret gift, and… leg holes.

“Did you just-!?” he blurted as he tried to hide it between his hand and chest.

Akashi giggled and smiled coyly at him.

“What? I got hot and had to take my panties off, so I thought I’d give them to you. I hope you don’t mind…”

A sly purr to her voice showed she was well aware that he minded. Kenji squeezed his fist around it trying to hide it, and when that didn’t work he stuffed it into his pocket. Akashi’s calm smile widened until she licked her lips. He could hear the lap of her tongue right against his ear as her long neck looped around him. It tightened to pull him closer to her until he was pressed against her lean body. The softness of her breast against his arm made him blush, and her pleased hum assured him that he was feeding her hunger for humiliation.

“You’re doing great, darling,” Akashi cooed into his ear.

“D-darling?” he muttered.

He could hear her swallow as she took in a heavy dose of his embarrassed energies. His cheeks steadily warmed and cooled as he blushed, just for her to drain it away. The red succubus kept sapping his inhibitions, which made him hesitate less and less as she led him up the stairs.

“I’m so happy that you’re this loose and easy. I’ve seen plenty of demons around here, but you… well, there’s not many human sluts as uninhibited as you. I’m glad I got my hands on such a dirty little boy.”

“I… I’m really not,” Kenji stammered.

He was alternating between awkwardly defending himself and falling back into an accepting state. Akashi was really making a meal out of all her teasing; she kept triggering more and gobbling it up to keep him from getting embarrassed enough to refuse.

“Then why did you follow me up to the roof?”

Akashi opened a door that Kenji hadn’t noticed. He’d been so distracted with her teasing words and actions that she had no trouble guiding him to the top of the school. The spacious roof left them plenty of room and made him very aware of the privacy that would give them. The red demoness stretched her neck enough to nibble his ear.

“Having dirty thoughts, are we? Such a pervert…” she purred.

Kenji twitched as she caught him, having to remind himself that she was leading him towards that train of thought.

“It’s hard not to when I’m in a school full of succubi trying to feed on me. I’ve had more sex today than I have in years,” he admitted.

He’d have been much more cautious about saying that but with her powers still draining his inhibitions and shame, it slipped out quite easily.

“Oh, I see. Well no offense, but I don’t think you’re my type. If that was your attempt at a confession, I’ve got some bad news for you,” Akashi giggled.

Kenji’s heart raced in another stop and start surge of embarrassment.

“I… I didn’t mean it like that!” he insisted as she withdrew her neck from around him.

Her eye traced over him, assessing the squirming schoolboy.

“Oh? Then is that why you’re so hard right now? You really are such a shameless little manwhore. No wonder they went right after you, new slut~!”

Kenji was overwhelmed by feeling like he should be embarrassed and not. It gave his mind that steady fog that he got when he spent too much time around the monstergirls. That bubbly void took up more space in his head than he’d like as he squirmed in front of her.

“I’m really not. Please stop,” he whined.

His shame going out the window had really muddled up his speech as well. Akashi approached him and her neck extended, running a slow circle around him to watch him all over.

“Really now? Begging? That’s so pathetic. What an honorless little man you are. Or even worse, you’re like a dog. Can’t do anything but whine and beg. I have to wonder just how far you’d go. Exactly what you’d do to get out of this…”

Akashi stepped up to him and grabbed him by his crotch. His lack of self control had left him with a notable bulge, or perhaps it was his dick reacting to the constant arousal and use it had gotten all day. He felt a distinct absence of embarrassment as she groped his hardon.

“I… I’d do anything if you stopped,” Kenji stammered.

He was dying to escape the awkwardness, even if he said it a bit more eagerly than he’d meant to.

“My my! How pathetic! You really are as big a pussy as the other girls say. And every bit as big a shrimp, by the feel of it. Definitely not worthy of me, or probably not pleasing any girl in general.”

Kenji didn’t feel the usual flinch away from such demeaning talk, confirming that she had a solid grip on his psychic energies. The fact that he could just stand there and take it made it even more embarrassing, which cycled back into her again. She licked her lips as she stared him dead in the face from the end of her dipping neck.

“If you want me to stop… why don’t you jerk off that sorry little prick for me? Show me how pathetic you are and just how unworthy you are of my actual touch.”

It shouldn’t have turned Kenji on. He shouldn’t have agreed. But with her draining aura blasting his inhibitions into nothingness, he merely swallowed hard. Kenji stepped back and dropped his pants, treating it like the only solution the flustered boy could manage.

“That’s fine! Here you are, Akashi-san! Just for you!”

Kenji gripped and stroked himself, making her lips and expressive eye curl into a massive smile. She broke out laughing, making Kenji shiver as the sense of his natural response draining out of his brain numbed him even further. It left him with only the pleasure of his jerking, moaning loudly as if he were in the privacy of his own home. Akashi snickered and even took out her phone to snap a few pictures. Each snapping sound made him hesitate, but he couldn’t muster the reason enough to stop her.

“So precious. You actually get off to this? You’re so pathetic to just resort to the first thing I said!” Akashi berated him.

She extended her ropey neck, batting her eye at him. The wide lid bent in such a subtle way that it looked like a wink for a woman who only had one eye.

“If you cum for me, it’s alllll over. Unless you wanted more, of course. I won’t say no to treating you like the sorry slut you are, after all. You can cum and cum and never feel ashamed. Only pride while I eat up those sorry, silly thoughts of yours. Here…”

Akashi stepped away and sat on a raised part of the roof like it was her personal sofa. She patted her skirted lap, making it fluff up a bit. Kenji could see her pinkish red pussy, reminding him that he still had her warm panties in his pocket. He felt his tiny flicker of humiliation, just for it to dwindle away. The lack of negativity felt as good as a positive response to his mind’s oversimplification.

“Have a lay down. You can give me a nice close taste… hehe. I mean ‘view’ of your lowest moments.”

With no reason not to, Kenji felt himself following her. He laid back on the block with his head in her lap, staring up at the looming succubus. The warmth of her lap, the mocking smile, her strangely lovely eye so close to his face… all of it was met with the same emptying sensation that replaced his shame, leaving him to keep stroking as he looked up at the bottom of her bosom.  Her eye didn’t have any signs of truly hypnotic powers, but it may as well have with how well it kept his attention.

“There there… there’s a good boy. Let it all go,” she assured him softly.

“I’d never stoop to such a pathetically horn state, but In case that’s not enough for you… one last act of pity for you, my pet.”

Her neck stretched over Kenji’s upper body, her trailing hair brushing gently over his chest and arms. Akashi reached his stroking hand and with an exaggerated smooching sound, she planted a heavy kiss on the tip like she was praising a favorite dog. The surge of embarrassment and arousal together flooded Kenji’s brain and drained his balls as he grunted, thrusting hard and squirting cum over his hand and lap. There was no reason to worry about covering it up or cleaning up his mess, after all, because why would he care?

Akashi giggled and lifted up his head. Kenji was huffing down air as she dusted off her skirt.

“You prudes always make for such a good snack,” Akashi sighed happily.

“So full of reservations and caution that makes for such a good harvest. And I barely have to lay a hand on you, unlike those other girls. You really should consider becoming my personal pet and feeder, you know.”

“I… I couldn’t. I’ve got schoolwork to do and I need to help out at home…”

He couldn’t bring himself to say how much he didn’t want to either with her spell still lingering.

“Ah, I know. Just fun to offer and top myself off.”

She started to walk away, but her neck curled all the way around and kissed Kenji on the cheek.

“But come back anytime you’re feeling stressed or embarrassed. I’m always happy to take a load off for you.”

The dominant cyclops flashed another of her strange winks as she saw herself off the roof. Kenji finally regrouped enough to hear the next period bell ring, seeing that he’d missed another period. He had a few left in the day, but half of them had already felt like they had been lost to horny demons along the way. He managed to avoid any more trouble for the rest of his day, relieved to hear the final bell.

He went to his locker and tried to hurry his way off the grounds. He was fitting his shoes back on when he felt a sharp pain in his crotch. He clutched it and whirled around to see Kirai, the yellow rage-eating imp from earlier grinning as she pulled her kicking leg back from his groin. The surge of his frustrations quickly vanished.

“Nice reflexes, chump! Seeya tomorrow!” she cackled before flapping herself away.

Kenji shook his head after her when something solid bumped against his back. He looked instinctively at the source, finding Momora the pink oni from gym class. She grinned and lifted her top, flashing her hefty tits and firm abs. The wave of lust washed over him and drew away in a moment.

“Stay hard for me, bro!” the lust-eating demoness chimed cheerily, fixing her shirt with a wave.

The tall purple Murasa walked past him, grinding a quick noogie into his hair. He winced and briefly forgot the word for what she’d just done to him, only knowing that she’d just stolen some of his intelligence for a moment.

“Watch where you’re going, dummy,” she snorted, shaking her hair back from her face.

Kenji groaned and shook his head, trudging out of the school that had drained several different types of energies out of him on his first day. A hand patted against his pocket, suddenly reminding him of the panties stuffed inside. He jumped as if he’d just been caught red-handed, but the embarrassing idea quickly left his mind. Akashi’s neck stretched over his shoulder and she smiled at him warmly.

“They really ARE all over you, aren’t they, mister popular? Maybe I won’t mind sharing you after all,” she giggled before she strode ahead of him.

Kenji sighed dejectedly as the succubi he’d met topped themselves off with whatever power source they needed. He was just glad to see them go, just for a new face to bump into him from the side. A wide set of hips and a plump, chubby figure made him stumble a few steps before he could look at his latest attacker. A pale blue demon girl with black hair down to her ankles beamed at him with a wide smile and sleepy look on her face. She stuck out her tongue playfully, which was especially wide to go with the rest of her thick form and drooled down one side of her mouth. A round belly poked out under her top, though mostly because a massive set of boobs stretched her shirt to the limit. It took him a moment to remember her from this morning, when he had been warned about blue demons and their taste for electrical charges.

“Hey, brooo~,” she chimed in a slow and sleepy tone.

“You got any games on your phone? You’re new here and all, right? I wanted to add you to my contacts in case you need somebody to talk to. Plus I’m looking to add some buddies to my Monster Catcher game, and thought I’d add you…”

Kenji just sighed and handed over his phone. “Whatever. Just take it. I didn’t get the time to use it all day anyway, so it’s mostly charged.”

“Awww sick. Thanks, bro.”

The spacey blue girl took his phone and started tapping away. Faint, electrical crackles came off his skin as he slowed his pace for her, at least to make sure he got his phone back. It didn’t take especially long before she handed it back to him. Kenji sighed, but was surprised to take it back and find an alert waiting for him.

“Aoi has been added to your contacts!”

The thick-tongued demoness beamed at him dopily.

“Shit sucks, my dude. Doesn’t mean you gotta be lonely through it all. Seriously, holler at me if you wanna do some monster raids or some shit. I can usually get a few in before I gotta recharge my shit.”

Aoi waved to him before she went trotting off ahead of him, her thick curves all jiggling. Kenji watched her not just to see her big ass bounce around, but shocked that he’d met someone who didn’t want to beat him up or fuck him on the spot. She seemed like a nice enough girl for a delinquent demon, and it gave him a little spark of hope that he might just survive his new-

He got another notification. “Battery at 1%. Shutting down for emergency use.”

Kenji sighed and slumped over, hearing the distant burp of the jogging and jiggling monstergirl.