Chapter 5: Succubus x A straw x Saliva x A rock hard object

I took a seat across from my editor and he chuckled a bit.

“Haha. This scene also happened in your story didn’t it? Is that succubus of yours going to make her appearance here she did in the story?”

“... I’m not so sure about that…”

“What the heck? You should be sure about that, you wrote the story after all.”

“I guess so.”

“Relax it was just a joke. I thought I’d just follow the dialogue in your story a bit.”

“That line was also in it…”

“So was yours…”

“Hahaha! You really wanted to play mind games with this story, didn’t you?”

Our dialogue played out exactly as it did in the story I wrote. I found it a bit creepy that he played along with it.

You can’t seriously mean that my story foretold the future. Ugh even my internal monologue is identical to the story I wrote. The very act of knowing the future should change the future, shouldn’t it? If so why is everything identical to the story I wrote still?

“Because you’ve already experienced all this once already in a dream I let you experience of course. I then transformed your notebook/laptop into a Phuck Note so any dirty fantasies you typed into it would also happen in reality exactly as it did in the dream I first pulled you into. If you read this in your story then you’d already know I’ve already revealed all this to you in that dream when we went through this exact same sequence of events.”

I turned to my left and right anxiously to find her. She was nowhere in sight.

“Hahaha. You really are quite the amusing writer. Are you looking for her? Did she speak to you like in the story you wrote?”

“O-Of course not.”

“Why is it I find it hard to believe you?”

“It’s just a story!”

“Fine. Fine. I get it. Anyways I already got the approval for the story. The higher ups plan to go forward with the story you wrote. They had no qualms with it at all after they read the first chapter. It hit them pretty hard if you know what I mean.”

“Seriously?”

“What are you questioning it for, that was the exact same line you had the editor say to you in the second meeting. Really though are you a psychic? When I read through the chapter of our first meeting I had goosebumps. You really fucked my mind. The fact that you even knew the exact words I’d want to say right now leaves me with chills. Did you study psychology or something?”

Never.

“Yeah a bit.”

“Liar. You even said never in the story.”

“Well a writer needs to be able to deceive the reader after all…”

“Yeah yeah. I guess we’ll just keep following the story you wrote.”

“Right…”

To think I actually wrote this.

“To think I actually wrote this is probably what you just thought too, right?”

I put on an awkward smile. I wanted to cry right now.

“We really should move on though or we’ll just keep going back and forth about the terrifyingly accurate depictions of the future in your story.”

“Okay.”

I can’t believe any of this. It’s far too outrageous. What did she call it? Phuck Note? Why that name of all things?

“Well it’s a notebook and it lets the writer fulfill all of his deepest darkest desires, thus Phuck Note.”

Why do you only respond at times like this? Where were you when I needed you?

“Well, we were doing neglect play so it couldn’t be helped. Despite what you say now you seem to be more excited than ever judging by the bulge in your pants. You’re actually excited about this situation, aren’t you? You dirty minded writer.”

I’m not excited at all. This is extremely problematic for me.

“You can try to hide it all you want, but do you really think the queen of succubi can’t see through you? Just admit it and I’ll give you what you desire. Just honestly admit you want me to completely drain your balls completely dry right here right now with my tight tail pussy. You don’t even care if the editor is here or not, in fact you’d feel more excited if he was around, right?”

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“That’s not…”

“True? Fufufu. You know very well it is true.”

Her sadistic words were extremely provocative and tempting.

“Just say it. Please phuck my brains out. I want to cum in your tail pussy like I’m pig livestock. I want to die from cumming my brain matter out through my penis directly into your pussy.”

Like hell I’d ever say something that outrageous and deprived.

“You’re still resisting? You sure you don’t want to say it? If you don’t say it I’ll just leave for today. The next time you see me you might have died from masturbating too much from thinking about me blowing you so hard you cum your intestines out through your dick.”

What’s with the vulgar language all of a sudden?

“It turns you on when I talk to you like this, doesn’t it?”

It doesn’t.

“Then why did your dick react like a horse ready to mount his mate?”

Ugh.

“Are you feeling humiliated? Are you ready to admit you want your penis to be treated like a cow’s udders?”

When I visualized her treating me in such a manner I nearly reached my climax just from the dirty talk alone.

“By the way you actually underestimated me in the past. You thought I was holding back and I could make a man climax from a single look or them looking at me once, right?”

Yeah. Was I wrong about that?

“I don’t even need to look at them, nor do they need to see me. I can make a man reach his climax just by talking to them. They don’t even need to touch themselves to provide any stimulation. Essentially it’s a wet dream induced by words alone. However that isn’t the limit of my ability. I can make a man reach his climax by doing as little as thinking of them.”

Now way! That’s absolutely ridiculous!

“You really think so?”

She turned silent for a moment after she said that. In that silence I suddenly felt a strange tingle from the rock solid object in my pants. I looked down, but she was certainly not there. Strangely I felt that I was drawing closer to reaching a climax. Just as I was about to go over the edge I shouted out loud and stood up from my seat, “Stop!”

My editor immediately responded, “Oh? What is it? Was there anything wrong with what I was saying just now?”

“Ah… no… sorry I just lost focus a bit. Can you repeat what you were saying just now?”

“Okay. Sorry I was going a bit fast just now in my explanation. I forgot you were a newbie because of how smoothly things were going. I’ll explain everything again for you.”

“T-thanks.”

My editor went over what he was explaining again. Of course I was in no condition to pay attention to him though. I really had almost just reached a climax just now with him directly in front of me. If that really happened it would be a disaster. Forget about how turned on I am.

“So do you believe me now?”

Yes I believe you so please don’t do that.

“Are you really sure about that? If I don’t help you secretly relieve yourself of that problem of yours before the end of your meeting, you’ll be in a rather sticky predicament when it’s time to get up and leave, right?”

It would be much more problematic if I got up and he saw a wet spot down there.

“I can help you relieve yourself without any wet spots leftover on your pants or people finding out you have the world’s biggest raging hard on right now. Only if you want to though.”

Just how the hell would that be possible?

“Like this.”

Like what-

“Ahhhhh~” Thud.

I heard that from directly across from me. My editor showed an orgasmic expression before he instantly passed out.

I looked under the table and I found a tail had snuck under the gap of the room divider beside us. The carnivorous tail had just released my editor’s penis when I caught a glimpse of it.

What the hell did you just do?

“I just let him experience pleasure on the level that it would cause him to instantly lose consciousness but wouldn’t kill him. Tch. His seed didn’t taste anywhere near as good as yours though. You should be grateful that I willingly invested lower quality sperm for the sake of giving you a hand.”

Just how the hell does making my editor orgasm fix my problem?

“That’s obviously because we can now have a little fun just the two of us.”

Just the two of us? My editor is right there.

“That actually just makes you more excited, not knowing when he’ll wake up that is, doesn’t it?”

With a gulp I somewhat acknowledged the fact that it would add a rather interesting element to performing such a deed in a location like this. The thrill of being caught red handed in the act did have a dangerous appeal to it.

“Right? So… I’m waiting. When are you going to say what I told you to say earlier?”

You were serious about that?

“Of course I was. Even if I willingly want to phuck your brains out till you go stupid without you asking for it, I’ll still make you beg me to do it.”

You really think I’d beg you to do something like that?

“Definitely. Since you’ve already done it in the story you wrote after all. The story is absolute and once you’ve written it out in the Phuck Note it is certain to happen in reality. There is no way around it. Deep down you know those are the words you want to say as well. You want to be phucked sideways and completely dominated by the lewd queen of succubi. I previously fulfilled all your desires in your dream and you also wished for it in reality as well by writing it all into the Phuck Note. There is no escaping your desires so just drown yourself in them together with me and I’ll turn every fantasy of yours into reality.”

“All you need to say are the magic words and you’ll enjoy all the pleasures you’ve been eagerly anticipating over the last day.”

She’s just too strong. I couldn’t resist her words. When I looked into her eyes any will I had to resist her died off like it was a joke.

“I want to be phucked to retardation by the queen of succubi. Please phuck me till I cum my brains out.”

It was humiliating to say, but somehow I derived a tinge or masochistic pleasure when the words left my mouth.

“You sure gave in quickly. Is it painful? Not being able to be fully satisfied unless it’s with me? I bet it is, isn’t it?” She had a sadistic grin filled with confidence on her face when she asked me that.

“I wonder, should I relieve you of your suffering now and let you release as much as you want? Or should I tease you a bit more?”

Finally she made her appearance, she took a step out from behind the partition in the room and joined me on the same side.