Hello once again everyone! It's been a while. Needless to say I haven't posted in a bit, but here is a small side story of Mutatius that explores a darker side of what could happen to someone who gets transported to the world.
In this story, a young man is found by an academic succubus that has plans for him. I may continue this when I have time and if people enjoy it.
This story contains: femdom, succubus, bondage, handjob, tailjob, minor male transformation, teasing, edging, and probably a few more things.
If you haven't read my other work, 'Mutatius Ch. 01' I'd recommend reading it first to get a better idea of the setting, but you don't really have to in order to enjoy this story.
As always, please forgive any grammar or spelling mistakes I may make or missed and please offer any constructive feedback if you can.
Without further ado, here is Jake's story.
Enjoy!
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Jake felt groggy. His head was swimming and he had no idea why. It couldn't be a hangover, he hardly ever drank to the point of getting drunk and didn't remember going out with friends last night.
His thoughts wandered for a while until he had the sense to realize he was laying on his back, naked, and bound to some long metal slab. Every limb was stretched out in a spread eagle position. His wrists and ankles were encased in some sort of soft cuffs that didn't give him much room to move.
As his heartrate started to increase, he tried to calm down by taking in a deep breath and look at his surroundings. Unfortunately there wasn't much around that he could see. He was clearly in a small room comprised of just him, the slab he was on, a door, and a desk that had a bunch of papers on it. There were no windows and the only light came from glowing crystals on the walls.
Jake tried to peer at the papers to see if he could make out the words scribbled on them, but no luck. He was puzzled as he noticed what looked like an old fashioned writing quill on the desk with an inkwell beside it.
'Why would someone use such an old method of writing?' Jake thought.
Before he could think about anything else, the door opened and a woman walked in. Even though it was evident she wasn't human she was definitely a woman since she was naked. She was an average height, maybe around 5'8" and had a lithe form with a modest set of breasts and ass. She had long slender legs that led up to her completely shaven nether region. Her face was heart wrenchingly beautiful with a heart shape, full lips, a cute nose, high cheekbones, and not a blemish in sight. Jake couldn't explain it, but her presence gave off an air of grace and domination.
Maybe it had something to do with her less than human attributes. Her skin was cherry red and two long horns poked out from her forehead in front of her hair. Her hair was dark as the void of space and gracefully fell down just past her shoulders. Jutting out from her back were two giant black bat wings that she tucked in close to herself as she entered the room. She even had a long tail that ended in a spade just above her ass.
Jake had played enough D&D and experienced enough pop culture to know he was probably looking at a succubus. Though, he wasn't sure what to make of that piece of information. Even if he was right, he had no idea what kind of succubus he was dealing with. He hoped it wasn't the, 'make you cum and lose your soul for all eternity type'.
The bound man was so shocked by the naked woman entering the room that he almost missed the cart she wheeled in. It was laden with jars, beakers, and flasks of all shapes and sizes. Some contained colored liquids and others little bits and pieces of things Jake didn't recognize.
The woman stopped pushing the cart and noticed Jake looking at her. She smiled, revealing dazzling white teeth with canines slightly sharper than a normal human's.
"Oh good, you're awake!" she said in an excited tone.
Her voice was a heavenly sweet melody, despite her devilish appearance. It drew Jake in and subtly eased the apprehension he was feeling a little.
"Yeah," he started slowly, wondering how he should proceed. He decided to ask none accusatory questions first. "Where am I?"
"Oh, you're in my workshop, which is also my office," she said in a happy tone.
"Which is where, exactly?"
"Just, a short walk outside Sulinstra, but I doubt you know anything about that."
Jake didn't know anything about what Sulinstra was. Was it a city? Town? Country? How did she know that he didn't know though?
"Um, why wouldn't I know?" Jake asked, subtly flexing his arms to see if his restraints had any give to them. To his dismay, they had none.
"Because you're from another world, silly man."
That was news to Jake. How, could he be in a different world and how did she know he was from another world? Was this world comprised entirely of demons? Was he in Hell? It wasn't blazing like a million suns, he didn't smell brimstone, and he didn't hear the screams of the damned so he hoped not.
The demon went on, "Imagine my surprise when I went out collecting herbs in the forest and there you were on the ground laying naked and smelling like another world."
"I smell?"
"Not in the way you think, but yes. You smell like another world and I could tell. So I picked you up and brought you back here."
Jake was surprised at that. The woman didn't look weak but he was 6'1" and weighed 170 lbs. He guessed it must've had something to do with her being a demon.
"Any chance you were just binding me down in case I had some kind of mental break after hearing that and now that you know I'm sound of mind you'll unbind me?"
She gave him a predatory smile. "Nope. I have some plans for you."
Jake tried to remain calm. Maybe he could reason with this woman. He decide to try and familiarize himself with her. It couldn't hurt, right?
"I'm Jake by the way. What's your name?"
"I'm Rose, it's a pleasure to meet you, Jake."
"Rose, such a lovely name."
"Thank you."
"So, Rose. Can you please tell me why I'm naked and bound to this table if not for both of our safety?" he asked, wondering why and how he was able to answer all of this without freaking the fuck out. For all he knew, he could be on this demon's dissection table.