The movie wasn’t that great. It wasn’t terrible, but Lorelei felt even more depressed afterwards than when she initially left the dorms. It was strange, she had chosen a pair of seats far up in the auditorium so that she could keep an eye on Theo, but he never showed. It was possible that he went to see another showing? It was a popur film but Lorelei could’ve sworn she got his schedule right.

  She sighed. She was back in her dorm now, having failed to find Theo after the movie ended. It genuinely confused her, not knowing where he was. It was rare that Theo went against his established routine.

  The small private room she got to call her own was much wider than the one in Vult. She had a twin bed that even came with a sleek bed frame. The bnkets were thick and fluffy and the pillows were softer than she was accustomed too. She was still not used to them. For the first couple of nights she had to sleep on the floor, only gradually spending time ying on the soft mattress until her back was used to it.She kept her room clean, the desk against the window was neatly organized. She kept no posters on the walls or decorations of any kind. This wasn’t a preference, she simply didn’t have anything new to add. There weren’t any movies or music bands that caught her attention enough to warrant buying merch from them. There were few things other than news clippings and books, and of course her precious Theo, that she was interested in.

  A small holo-terminal was installed on the desk, and even when she wasn’t using it, it dispyed campus news and announcements with a red glow. It originally came installed with a bright green light, and she changed it without thinking. With the red glow, the room sort of reminded her of the Exquisite House.

  Shaking her head of that notion, Lorelei looked over to her sve.

  Another reason why Theo would hate me.

  Dove had her own room but spent most of her time in Lorelei’s. Like a dutiful servant, she sat in the corner, her school uniform uncsped and unbuttoned. Her skirt was damp, her leggings soiled, and her undergarments were practically ruined. It was clear that she was pent up. Lorelei felt bad, it was partially her fault. Dove had compined earlier that morning about feeling horny, and Lorelei hadn’t relieved her of all that lust. It looked like Dove had been struggling with her sexual cravings all day.

  I’m a succubus, I don’t deserve him. Lorelei pondered that while motioning for Dove to come to her bedside. The elfs skirt fell to the floor with a simple sway of her hips.

  “Shit, you are desperate aren’t you?” Lorelei reached out to gently fiddle with the tiny pearl tucked within Dove’s tender folds and watched it slowly sprout into an erect phallus.

  What would Theo think if he saw me right now, he would probably be disgusted. She licked the tip of the warm taut flesh until its mushroomed shaped cap fully appeared and the female erection rose to stunning formation.

  Dove moaned with berated breath as Lorelei gently, then firmly, gripped the shaft and ran her fingers up and down. Pre-seminal fluid quickly ran down its length, acting as lubricant, and within a few minutes, Lorelei was suckling it like a lollipop. It took only a few more minutes before burning hot false-semen erupted inside Lorelei’s cheeks. It tasted bitter, and not nearly as appetizing as the real thing, but it nourished her magic just enough to keep herself focused.

  Just as she was about to release Dove’s erection from her lips, another thicker spurt surged, this one enough to make her choke. Lorelei was surprised! She hadn’t expected that. She swallowed as much as she could, only to have to swallow more. It was too sticky, and she found it difficult making it go down.

  When she finally let slip Dove’s phallus, Lorelei still had a mouthful of cream. There was so much it was dripping from her lips, drooling onto the bed sheets. A trickle nded on her breast, causing her nipple to perk up.

  After several more attempts swallowing the load, Lorelei gasped a huge sigh of breath. “You really were pent up Dove.” Lorelei coughed. “Are you relieved now?”

  Dove’s eyes wandered to something that Lorelei hadn’t noticed until now. Somehow, that huge surplus of cream caused a tightness to swell in her chest, and she gripped the bedsheets upon feeling a pressure building up.

  Lorelei swore, feeling her nipples beginning to release a trickle and then a steady stream of smooth milky sustenance.

  Dove was quick to get on her knees and attend to her, happy to massage her breasts and suck all the milk stored.

  “Good Dove,” Lorelei convulsed from the feeling of having her breasts teased. “Good… Girl…”

  “You really should be more careful bro.” Theo finished wrapping the bandages around Atticus’ arm. His body was covered in bruises and his skin looked like it was covered in stretch marks. It was a nasty side effect of his musclemancy. When he pushed things too far, his skin rushed to catch up with the rampant tissue growth, and once he returned to normal it took some time for his skin to reshape itself. With the orcs damage on top of that, Atticus looked like he had taken a beating by a freight train.

  “I was just trying to help a girl in need,” Atticus scoffed.

  Theo was about to say something, but reflexively held himself back. Perhaps he could rete with that attitude. “You really had to show off, too bad she didn’t see it.”

  “I bet she did, I bet she was even impressed.”

  “No, she was carried away right when things got crazy.” Theo thought back on it.

  “Shit, she was kinda cute too.”

  Theo remembered the girl had dark blue skin and bright crimson scales. The scales even decorated her arms, and a few small ones dotted her face, almost like freckles. “If you can get past the scales, sure.”

  “Lamia are gorgeous, puts a whole new meaning behind catching some tail right?” Atticus truly felt like he had come up with a good joke there.

  Theo wasn’t impressed. “If you say so,” he said.

  “Shit can’t believe we missed the movie though…”

  “What did you expect, getting in a fight with an orc of all things? Campus security wasn’t going to let that slide without a four hour interview and someone in cuffs.” Theo was just gd neither of them got written up. “You should be gd we weren’t expelled, or threatened with it.”

  “That was self defense.”

  “It’s whatever w enforcement writes it up as.” Theo’s hand bawled into a fist; a memory fshed before his eyes of a conversation he had with his mother some time ago. “Still, who was that girl anyway?”

  “Who the mia?”

  “No, there was a succubus there, I could’ve sworn it was a succubus. She escorted her away.” It all happened so fast, Theo barely caught caught a glimpse of her. He could’ve sworn she was red or pink skinned.

  “Funny. I didn’t see a succubus there.” Atticus rubbed the bandages on his arm.

  Theo groaned. “Whatever.” He got up to stretch his legs and then proceeded to walk toward the door.

  “Where you going?” Atticus asked.

  “To get some air.”

  Curled in a tight ball on her bed, Marci fiddled with her gsses while looking out the window. It was raining, the horrible shade of stark yellow and misty orange shrouded the storm to make the water dancing on her windowsill appear like a toxic downpour. Despite everything, despite the entire ordeal she just went through, Marci couldn’t help but wonder who went out of his way to help her from that stupid orc. She wanted to thank him, if that were possible.

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