Bliss sat up in bed, the silky, red blanket falling away and revealing the ivory flesh and pink nipples of her big breasts. She slipped out of bed, her bare feet touching down onto the cold, stone floor and sending a shiver up her spine. She stretched her arms, her white bunny tail twitching, her black succubi wings fluttering. She was clad in just the white panties she had gone to sleep in. It was morning, and the sound of birds chirping drifted in through the window.
She headed over to her dresser and retrieved a fresh pair of white panties from the top drawer. As for the second drawer, she took her time to look through its contents. There sure are a bunch of halter-tops in here. Looks like there are a few cropped tank-tops too. She pulled out an interesting-looking cropped tank-top. The top had a psychedelic, tie-dye design, its color a mix of red and pink. This looks pretty cool. She tossed her fresh panties onto her king-sized bed and stepped up to her full-length mirror. She held the top up to her breasts, gazing at her reflection. I think I’ll go with this one. She tossed the top onto her bed before going back to the dresser.
She tugged the bottom drawer open and began to root around. Mostly skirts. Should I go with a skirt again? She pulled out a brown mini-skirt much like the one she wore yesterday and returned to her position in front of the mirror. She held the skirt to her waist. I could wear this, but maybe something else. I’m pretty sure I saw some hot-pants in there. She placed the skirt back in the drawer and returned to looking around inside said drawer. Oh! This is perfect! She grabbed a cute pair of hot-pants that had the same tie-dye pattern and color scheme of the cropped tank-top she had picked before bounding giddily over to her mirror. She held it to her waist. Definitely this. She headed over to her bed and laid the hot-pants down.
Now to get changed. She threaded her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them off before replacing them with her fresh pair. She picked up the tie-dye hot-pants and slid one leg in and then the other. Finally, she pulled on the cropped tank-top. Not bad. Not bad at all. She stood in front of her full-length mirror, taking a moment to adjust the chest portion of the crop-top. I really should brush my hair though. She took a seat at the vanity, grabbed the hairbrush from its table, and set to work.
Maybe I should do some exercise. She set the hairbrush down and got to her feet, stretching again, her bunny ears twitching. Maybe some swings. Her golden eyes scanned her room. I don’t think I have any kettlebells though. Fuck it. I’ll go with body-weight. She laced her fingers together and hinged at her hips, starting to bust out some reps. A few sets later, she stopped. I guess that is enough of that.
A knock sounded at the door. “Hey, Bliss.” It was Lati’s voice. “Meeting in the throne room. The Demon King wants to meet you.”
Bliss blinked and looked to the closed door. “Be there in a sec.” She ran back to her dresser and started rooting around. Maybe I should wear a dress. Does not look like I have any dresses though. Guess I’ll just keep on the tie-dye stuff. She closed the drawer and headed for the door. She slipped her black high-heels on just before exiting.
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Bliss stepped into the throne room, Lati at her side. The room was as big as Bliss had remembered it. The craters from before had already been repaired, the gray stone of the floor looking smooth. A dark-gray throne sat towards the back of the room, the Demon King sitting upon it. Rex, the demon, stood lazily at the Demon King’s side. The two women approached the throne.
“My king.” Lati, the snake woman, curtsied, her tongue flitting out. Today, she wore a yellow mid-dress and matching high-heels. A beautiful, yellow blossom displayed attractively atop her head, positioned on the right side of her hair.
Bliss made a point to curtsy too. The man before her was the Demon King after all. “My king.”
“Rise.” The Demon King rose from his throne as he spoke. He stood just a tad taller than Bliss. He wore a ruby ring on his right hand, and his attire consisted largely of a red, regal robe over both a black shirt and black pants. Black shoes clad his feet. “I am Dexlo, the Demon King.” The purple eyes of the tan-skinned Demon King fell upon Bliss. “You are?”
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“I am Bliss, the bunny succubus.” Her heart fluttered. Why is looking at him making me feel things. Is it because he is the Demon King, or am I just nervous? She smiled awkwardly.
“A pleasure to meet you, bunny-succubus Bliss.” He took her right hand in his and kissed it.
W-What is he doing?! Her face turned beet red, little wafts of steam drifting up from her head.
Rex sighed and looked to Bliss. “Relax. He is just being regal. Think nothing of it.” The tall, blue-eyed demon clearly stood taller than the Demon King. He was garbed in light armor, the coloration of which was a mix of silver and brown. Brown shoes clad his feet.
“R-Right.” Bliss stepped back and managed to swallow her blush.
“Rex,” Dexlo moved back, making room for the other demon, “you’re up. Talk.”
“Sure. Sure.” Rex, the lazy demon, walked up to Bliss. “Bliss, what do you know of yesterday’s events.”
“I died and was resurrected, wasn’t I?”
“Very good.” Rex clapped lazily. “However, you were actually resurrected twice. When you were summoned, you were already dead.”
Bliss’s jaw dropped. Wait! I was summoned as a corpse?! What the hell?! No wonder my status was messed up.
Rex laughed a half-hearted laugh. “You should have seen Lati when your corpse appeared. She so freaked. Her resurrection spell worked though, so it worked out.”
“I can’t believe I was summoned as a dead succubus.” Bliss pouted, her bunny ears drooping. That is so messed up.
“You were unconscious after the resurrection spell,” Rex yawned, “so we stashed you in a room so you could sleep it off. The Hero-Invasion event was starting up, so we didn’t really want you sleeping in the throne room.” He shifted his weight a little, still looking every bit as sleepy. “Later on Lati poisoned you to death and had to resurrect you again.”
“That was an accident!” The snake woman in question puffed out her chest angrily.
“Not my problem.” Rex shrugged absentmindedly. “Anyway, that’s that. I’m going to go lay down in the corner now.” He waved and then headed for the corner.
“So …” Bliss looked to Dexlo, the Demon King. “We done here? Anything else?”
“Well,” Dexlo’s attention focused on Bliss, “I do have a task for you.”
“Me?” Bliss’s golden eyes met his purple. Please don’t be anything lewd.
“Yes. There is an envoy arriving from the Sect of Sneak. You are to meet this envoy in the courtyard and deliver them here. A simple task, no?”
“I will do that.” Bliss did a quick curtsy before turning to leave. Her black high-heels tapped the hard, stone floor as she walked. Sect of Sneak? That name sounds so lame. I guess a task is a task though.
Bliss arrived at the double-door leading to and from the throne room. Its stone held the same dark-gray hue as the throne. Miscellaneous gems speckled the double-door’s stone surface. She reached out and grabbed both golden handles of the door. She heaved, and the large double-door swung open.