Call Of The Incubus Ch 02

I woke up lying beside my bed, rubbing my forehead as I opened my eyes. "Ugh..." I slowly started to rise from the floor, "My head hurts..." I groaned. A dull, throbbing pain set in, I probably spent too much time drinking yesterday. I turn to my bed. Was I so drunk last night I couldn't even manage to land on my bed? A take a seat on my bed, "Gonna have to take work off today, tell 'em I'm sick." I reach for my pocket to pull out my phone, checking the time.

"Huh, that's not right." I thought, looking at the date. It's Saturday. "Weird, I thought it was Thursday, and wasn't I investigating something?" My thoughts were coming back to me. I remember setting out to find clues on the cultist's activities and encountering something. Something strange. I take another look at my bed, realizing it's completely untouched.

I looked down at my clothes. They were dirty, of course, but rather than seeing beer stains, I saw these strange dark stains on my shirt. They smelled strange, like dried out honey, and even now seemed to stick to my fingers when I touched them. I tried to walk to my bathroom, and noticed just how exhausted I was. I stumbled in, looking at my reflection. Dark bags formed under my red-rimmed eyes, my dark hair, usually cleaned and combed back, was dirty and ruffled. Dark stains covered my mouth, and I noticed just how much my jaw hurt. I turned on the faucet and started washing my face; once I was done, I noticed a long black tail trail up to a familiar figure.

I recognized it, and I started to remember everything that happened last night. I almost broke my neck to turn around to the creature, and once again struggled to look up at its face. I could see it grinning down at me, my head barely reaching its shoulders. It took a step back, allowing me to get another look at it. I noticed its large goat-like horns, spikes jutting out from the horns, three on each horn. There was also a row of spikes lined vertically at the end of its forehead, ending in its hair. It also had large, sharp ears, jutting out by at least five inches. Six sharp earrings pierced its ears. Its large hand reached up and rubbed its chin, and it looked down at me curiously, its lips scrunched up as it hummed while being lost in its thoughts.

It finally spoke. It said, "You look horrible my little pet," It turned started jerking my face around, scanning my face, seeing how dirty and messed up my face was. It snorted, "You look like need a bath, and I happen to need one too." I heard the tub faucet turn on. Then it asked me, "Do you need me to clean you?" I silently nodded as it picked me up and carried me to the tub.

Its long tail curled around the soap bar, scrubbing it all over my body. Its large hands, ending in sharp black nails, massaged my shoulders, loosening my body and helping me relax. Despite the relaxing atmosphere, I couldn't completely relax due to the otherworldly nature of my companion. I leaned back and looked up at its face, and it looked down at me. It grinned at me, showing off its sharp teeth. Its eyes stared at me, they glowed like they did yesterday, violet eyes beamed down at me with a lustful interest. I snapped back into focus when I felt a hand travel down to my abs. It felt my flat stomach and continued to travel lower to my cock, gently rubbing it, rousing a hard-on.

Before this went any further, I had to start asking questions, figure out what this creature is and what it really wants from me. I grabbed its hand, and asked, "What, exactly are you?" Its eyes stopped glowing the moment I asked. I kept going, "How did you know where I lived, and what did you do with the cultists?" It dropped its grin, my blood running cold as it started speaking.

"You clearly don't remember everything that happened yesterday, so I'll enlighten you on the nature of the cult you followed." Its tail curled up to its free hand, and dropped the soap bar it was using to clean my body. Then it started explaining itself. "My name is Gnarrgthgrr, I know that can be a little difficult to say, so I'll let you can call me 'Gary'. I'm known for being a powerful Incubus. The cultists that summoned me said they used to be scientists, and they're trying to enhance the human form. They summoned me to capture me and study me, to use my power to further their research.

"They tried another ritual; using some woman they caught as a sacrifice, to fuel the ritual to bind me to their service. Unfortunately, they asked for the power of Asmodeus, who's basically my boss, and he didn't take kindly to their attempt to control me. He broke the ring that summoned me and held me in place. Once I was free, I killed as many cultists I could get my hands on, feasting on their essence as I slaughtered them." It licked its lips, gleefully reminiscing the killings it committed. "After stepping out of the warehouse, I found you, my little pet, and after teaching you how to properly suck a cock, I read your mind, then flew you back to your house."

My memories were coming back to me, the hellish aura, the busted warehouse door, the rough blowjob, and the flight back home. It mentioned it could read my mind, I've done a little research on demons, to learn more about the cult I was following. I've never heard of Incubi using telepathy.

"Your research is flawed, both Incubi and Succubi have limited telepathic abilities. How else would we be able to best sate our companion's desires?" It interrupted my thoughts, then asked me, "You told me you wanted to become like me, an Incubus, why do you know so little?" Gary's hands go back to "cleaning" me, scrubbing my and caressing body. Easing the tension my body felt, then its left hand traveled back to my cock, rubbing it while licking my neck.

Gary's scent was mixing with the fresh soap, fueling my lust. I quietly moaned; I came into its hand. It took its hands off my cock and turned me around, pulling me up to its lips. We started to make out, sloppily mashing our tongues together. It quickly dominated me, my inexperience showing as I failed to keep up. I held on to it tightly, trying to hold my concentration as Gary ravaged my mouth, hungry for my lust and for will.

After it was done with me, it took me out of the bath. Carrying me like it did yesterday, cradling me like a baby. Its tail whisked a towel off the towel rack and took it in its hand. It set me down on the toilet and started drying itself off first. My eyes tracked its arms, which it dried off first. It had large, powerful muscles, its shining pale skin seemed to barely hold back its bulging biceps, its skin pulling back to show off its shredded forearms.

It grinned, now noticing me admiring its physique. It moved the towel to its huge chest, its pecs danced as it dried its chest. It started drying off its abs, I got another chance to admire its eight-pack abs.

Its sculpted abs glinted in the bathroom lights, as it slowly and deliberately dried itself off, guiding my abs lower to its long legs. Like the rest of its body, they were shredded and sculpted to perfection. I could see its thigh muscles bulging out, its skin barely able to contain them. They danced as the incubus turned its left leg outward, allowing me to see its leg in a different angle. It flexed its calves, showing them off to me, its muscles bouncing and dancing in its taunt skin.

Once it was done drying itself off, it strutted to me, holding the towel out in front of it. On it reached me, it wrapped me up in the towel, quickly drying me. It examined me as it dried my body, clicking its tongue in disappointment. It stopped rubbing the towel over me and started feeling my arms, its finger easily bent my small muscles, furthering its disappointment.

It asked me, "Do you plan to be turned into an Incubus with a body like this?"

"I want to be strong, like you, will becoming an Incubus help me reach you strength?" I asked, staring up to its face while leaning against its chest.

"Your body is too small, too weak to survive the process," It grabbed me by my torso, and me with one hand. "I appreciate your small body, makes it easy to carry, like a good pet." He said, "But your body break if I were to attempt the ritual on you."

So, it's impossible for me to be stronger. "Not exactly," It said, reading my mind, "I can help you out a little, by passing on some of my essence."

It explained to me, "If I pass on some of my essence to you, it will help you develop your physique quickly, hopefully making you strong enough to survive the ritual." My face lit up again, my dream is still available! "However, I don't can't wait for long, I'll have to return to my domain soon."

So, I'm on a time limit, that's fine, I do my best under pressure. I asked, "So, how long will I have to build up muscle?"

It answered, "I can extend my stay for two months, any longer and I may be forcibly dragged back by something, fearsome."

I wondered what kind of creature could scare Gary into returning to hell. It read my mind and said, "You don't want to know what kind of creatures are in charge of keeping order."

I was getting annoyed with its constant mind reading. "Can you stay out of head for a little bit, I'm trying to think."

It didn't want to give me any space, smirking as it drew its face closer to me. It taunted me, "Is my pet flustered, does he need his head pats?" It started giving me vicious head scratches, completely running my hair. It also started rubbing its face against mine, hugging tightly as I groaned in annoyance. "Aww, my pet must be grumpy, I'll stop playing with you for now.", it set me down and sat down on the toilet. I took the towel and quickly covered myself. "I should explain how I can help you build muscle."

A bead of small violet light appeared in its left hand, "I can give you a little bit of my essence to help you build muscle faster, might make you grow a little taller too.", it caught the light with its thumb and index finger, crouching down to until we could see eye to eye again. It said, "I must warn you, if you fail build a proper amount of muscle, I will have to take back my essences one way or another...." its right hand poked my chest, where my heart was beating so hard I could hear it in my head. I knew what it meant. It would butcher me to take back its essence.

I had to think about this. Was it worth it? To turn myself into the same monster that stood before me? Could I abandon my humanity just for a shot to become stronger? I got up and looked in the mirror. My small, scrawny body hasn't gotten much respect socially, and even less so in my own family. My father often pitted my older brother against me, I usually lost. Even as I devoted my time to academics, I only won my dad's disappointment for ignoring the family business in ship building. My brother used his popularity to ostracize me wherever he followed, and since my dad forced us to go everywhere together, I grew up with no friends. I only had my mom, I'm pretty sure she only raised me because she felt she had to. So, did I really have a reason to stay human?

I looked at its face, my mind made up. I took a deep breath, "I'll join you, I'll become an Incubus just like you." I said, sure of myself for the first time since I met Gary. It smiled wide, placing its essence right on the tip of its tongue. It curls its tongue to me, beckoning me to receive its power. Without hesitation, I lean it and take my ticket to ascension, so I can leave this earth behind and taste demonic delights.

Of course, Gary seems eager to show those demonic delights to me. As we kiss, then started making out, I could feel his essence passing onto me, a strange energy started welling up in me, growing and growing until I couldn't sit still anymore. I wrenched my lips away, Gary looking up at me with shocked that I would end our make out session so soon. Breathing heavily, I turn away, hastily grabbing the towel and running to my room to get changed.

"I need to start working out, now!"