Chapter 3: Succubus x Driving.

When I woke up next a rather unfamiliar scenery greeted me. I examined my surroundings and immediately understood I was inside a washroom stall. My memories were a bit foggy as to how I ended up here. I vaguely remembered the term succubus. Was it a dream? Why was I here? I had no recollection of us ever entering one of the washroom’s stalls. We’d done everything in an extremely risky position right behind the wall of the women’s restroom. If someone entered they would have seen us immediately.

It was a miracle that no one did. No, to start with was any of that real? There’s no way it could have been real. Maybe I entered the washroom and started reading my story while taking a dump and I just didn’t remember due to the gap in my memories.

I took out my phone and skimmed through it from where I left off. It was a scene identical to what I vaguely remembered from the memories I retained. So all that was actually just a dream I had after I read this or something? Is that what this is about? Or am I just being played with and succubi actually exist? There’s no way that could be possible. It’s far too ludicrous a story to believe.

The stress I built up over the last 3 months while trying to come up with a story probably just got the better of me. I’m probably unconsciously trying to vent this stress in the form of sexual fantasies. That must be it.

Still… even if it was just a dream… it felt out of this world. It really felt like I experienced that pleasure like the real thing. Just thinking about how she tasted left me salivating. If I could taste her again I definitely would without any hesitation.

I got up and exited the stall I was in. There were urinals on the walls so I was certain I was definitely in the men’s restroom.

When I stepped out of the washroom I checked both ways and sneakily glanced inside the entrance of the women's restroom. Particularly at the ground. It looked exactly the same as in my memories, but there was no evidence that a man died there.

I let out a sigh of relief and returned to my car. I reversed out of the parking spot and merged into the traffic on the street when I exited the lot. While I drove I couldn’t get that succubus out of my mind. When I thought of her words and how I’d never be able to eat normal food or drinks again I realized saliva had popped in my mouth at some point. I also felt strangle hungry right now.

I passed through a drive through and ordered a burger and a soda. When I bit into the burger it tasted extremely bland. I actually found it inedible and I spit it out. I took a sip out of the soda, but to my horror it tasted like plain tasteless water. I was immediately horrified. It was my favourite drink and fast food restaurant. How could it really be possible. I was starving right now, but I had no desire to finish either the drink or burger.

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It was just a dream. A dream. It’s all in my head. Definitely.

I immediately drove off to a higher quality restaurant and ordered take out. When I arrived I immediately paid for it and opened it up in my car and took a bite. Nothing. It was bland and tasteless as well. My face paled in horror. This couldn’t be happening. Just because of a dream I find everything to be tasteless and bland now?

In a panic I sped off once again. I was thinking. Thinking deeply about what I could try next. There had to be something I could eat that tasted good.

“Didn’t I tell you? Your hunger can only be quenched by me.”

That was when I heard her voice in my head again. I glanced in the rearview mirror and discovered the same succubus in my memories. Was I delusional and seeing things?

“You’re not delusional you know. This is all real. All of it. Well… you were out like a log in that bathroom for a solid 24 hours you know. Did you not check the date when you woke up?”

What? No way. I peeked at my phone and realized she was actually correct. An entire day had come and gone in a flash. It was certainly a day after my meeting.

“See? I told you. I might have gone a bit too far and taken a little too much when I brought you to the peak. The backlash was you staying unconscious longer than expected. By now you’re probably pretty hungry, right?”

I am.

“Nothing you tried was edible, right?”

Yes.

“It can’t be helped then. I’ll need to satiate that hunger of yours a bit then. I’ll let you sample some of the best this time.”

What do you mean?

“You’ll see soon enough, but first while I’m here I might as well get my own fill as well.”

Wait! What are you doing? I’m driving.

“Don’t worry about it. Just focus on driving for the time being. I’ll take over the wheel when you reach your limit that way you can drown yourself in pleasure without worry.”

Those words were the last thing I remembered before my body tasted something truly out of this world. It was quite the session. I’d certainly never tasted anything like she allowed me to sample. Regular food would surely never satiate my hunger ever again. I’d grown so engrossed in consuming the meal she provided that I suffocated and fell into a semi unconscious state.

Even in that semi unconscious state that orgasm inducing pleasurable feeling continued on for several minutes. My tongue moved like it had a mind of its own to consume more of the food she provided me with despite me not controlling it.

Eventually the pleasure came to an end. When it came to an end the last thought I had before I fully lost consciousness was, “did I die?”