(A/N: I'll keep this short and sweet. Firstly, while you can probably read this series of stories on its own, I'd recommend reading Corrupted Desire since this all takes place within the sixth chapter of that story.
Also, this story will contain dark themes like nonconsent and eventually incest. And while this story was initially planned out last year before there was a pandemic, I feel I should point out that it will involve a town being quarantined due to an unknown thing killing everyone that some people will assume is a disease. If any of these things are triggers for you, consider yourself warned.
That said, you guys wanted Daisy feedings, so you guys get Daisy feedings. Don't say I never got you anything. Enjoy.)
It was weirdly easy to sneak into houses now. Depending on how quickly Daisy wanted to move, she was no more than a blur that would cause people to double-take and take no further thought when nothing was there on the second glance. The fact that she'd snuck into this particular house quite a few times only made it easier because she was familiar with the layout.
Daisy didn't know what it was about Jerry that she liked so much, but she had a soft spot for him. At a push, she'd say it was because he'd made her feel desirable when she was at her lowest point as far as self-esteem goes, but even then there had to be more to it. She knew he'd have to die like everyone else, but she wasn't in such a rush to do it. Besides, using him as a guinea pig of sorts to test out how to "juice" a soul worked perfectly
because
she didn't want him dead. It turned out that not wanting the victim dead was pretty essential to the process.
Daisy's heart leapt as she saw the older man in the living room, watching TV. A wicked smile crossed her lips when she saw that his daughter Jessica nodding off on the other side of the couch. Daisy smiled at the visual with how content the two were. Jerry was happily entertained by what he was watching, and Jessica seemed just as happy to sleep stretched out on the couch with her feet in her father's lap.
Daisy felt the slightest twinge of jealousy as she watched the two. Clearly her first attack had brought the two of them closer. Daisy wondered if her and her own father would get closer when her mother was dead. That thought made her smile as well for a different reason entirely. Licking her lips, Daisy made herself visible in the doorway.
The other thing that she found endearing about Jerry was despite how obvious the situation was to her, he always seemed to think she was a dream. True, she tended to show up out of nowhere in places she shouldn't be. Not to mention she looked a bit different than she did on their first two meetings. And you also could add to "Is this real?" argument that her glowing eyes gave off a surreal vibe, but she surely thought that he could tell the difference between a wet dream and a real blowjob.
Either way, it entertained her to play along and this wouldn't be the first time she'd done this with someone sleeping next to him. Almost as if to complete the dreamlike atmosphere, Daisy was also completely stark naked in the doorway as she made a little whistle to draw his attention. "Hi Daddy."
The look Jerry gave her was priceless. He was a man of many emotions and seeing her always filled him with conflict. Surprisingly to Daisy at least, it was one of the negative emotions that seemed to win out. "Daisy... I can't." He whispered, looking over to his daughter. "I...can't right now. You have to go away..."
"Oh
Daddy
...don't be that way. I came all this way just for you..." Daisy purred, sauntering her way into the room, watching Jerry's eyes follow her all the while.
The need for her was clear on his face. It was like the more time they spent together, the harder it was for him to resist her supernatural charms. But resist he tried to do regardless, closing his eyes to avoid the temptation. "Daisy, my wife...died... I...I can't do this anymore."
Daisy let out a little giggle as she continued to close the distance between them. "So, it was okay for me to suck your dick while she was sleeping next to you or in her own room but not okay after she's dead?"
"That wasn't real." Jerry replied with a sigh, shutting his eyes even tighter.
"I keep telling you, I'm real." Daisy said, sinking to her knees and crawling the rest of the way to her destination between his legs. "And if I wasn't, it still doesn't explain why it was okay then and not okay now. Unless you're saying I'm real now and wasn't before?"
"You're not real. You're not real and I need to let you go. I need to be a father for Jessica now and...I can't if I'm thinking like this. Go away. Please go away..."
Daisy giggled again, running her hand over the bulge in Jerry's pants. "Okay Daddy, I guess if I'm a figment of your imagination then you can make me go away any time you want to. But if I'm real, then you're going to get your dick sucked knowing Jessi could wake up and catch us at any moment. Sounds like a win/win to me."
There was part of her that almost wished she was some figment of Jerry's imagination. It would make things so much less complicated, but as she was still existing in the here and now, Daisy unbuttoned and pulled off Jerry's pants, freeing his cock from its containment. "Always so hard for me, Daddy..." She said, teasing his erection with her breath, before giving it a teasing lick.
"You have to be fake..." Jerry groaned, apparently having given up on keeping his eyes closed as he looked down hungrily at the thrall licking his dick. "You have to be."
"You can think whatever you want." Getting a grip on Jerry's shaft, knowing that the souls already inside of her made touching him anywhere pleasurable, she grinned widely up at Jerry as he gasped. "But if I am a figment of your imagination, then you are one naughty Daddy."
Another thing that Daisy had learned specifically in her time with Jerry was that she could control the souls she had inside of her, and more importantly their effect on her skin and anyone who touched her. If she wanted to, she could have made her touch so pleasurable that merely holding Jerry's cock would make him explode. But where was the fun in that? She forced it down so that her touch was merely pleasing and softly stroked him, her smile widening as the throbbing in her hand clearly indicated her plan was working.
"Oh my
God
!" Jerry hissed in pleasure, his body shuddering involuntarily. Jessica responded to the movement with a soft groan and turning over to her side to curl up a bit so that her feet weren't on her father anymore. The conflict crossed Jerry's eyes again as he looked over to Jessica and then back to Daisy, who was patiently waiting for him to look back at her before she took the head of his cock between her soft lips. "Why do I want you so much...?"
Daisy winked at him and answered his question silently as she slowly worked up a pace, bobbing up and down on his cock. Unlike the first time she sucked him off, she didn't even try to appear human. She didn't need to breathe so she didn't. She just shoved his cock down her throat and kept it there. The great thing about the way that succubi could see human souls was that it was a great meter of when they were going to cum. It was like she could see how much pleasure she was giving him. It was enthralling.
Slowly working her way back, Daisy's tongue did a seductive dance up Jerry's shaft, his dick becoming slick with her drool. Jerry liked his blowjobs sloppy and Daisy was more than happy to oblige. He wasn't fighting her anymore, not that he was putting up much of a fight to begin with. The closest thing to resistance he showed was how he tried to bite back his moans as Daisy tended to his cock.
