This is a continuation of my recount of being with the Succubus Hana Hillshire...
One of the most ambiguous moments in any relationship is when it comes to meeting the parents. By Ambiguous, I'm referring to one simple fact: Everyone Experiences and Feels Differently about it. For some, it's a great opportunity to meet the family of your lover's Upbringing. For others, it's a nightmare you wish you didn't have to be put through. For me, it was the latter. I had a good reason, though: You see, while Hana was genuinely infatuated with me, and managed to get by her instinct to suck my soul at her earliest convenience, I was a bit leery of her parents. Sure, Cardinal Relations between Succubi can keep the two of them content, add a (mostly) mortal boy into the mix and, no pun intended, all hell breaks loose. But I digress...
I managed to give myself a sense of security before Hana shoved my body into the passenger seat of her DeLorian, slamming the gull-wing door when I was all the way in. I slowly buckled my seat belt, and she came in herself. "Don't worry, Hun...you'll be fine..." She assured me, patting my thigh with a Colon-Three Grin on her face. I couldn't say much in my Defense, so I gulped and kept my tongue planted firmly in my cheek...She giggled derisively at the stymie I had gone into and started up the engine. Soon, we drove off into the morning mist, listening to Hey There, Delilah. Her family, according to her claims, lived in Birmingham. To my memories, it was and remains the largest city in the State. Pretty much the New York of the South. However, a stone's throw from the highway, she began to drive off the road. I protested, saying she was going off the road, but her only comment was, as she hid her eyes between a pair of shades..."Roads? Where we're going...we don't need...roads... Just then, as if by coincidence, The Who's Won't Be Fooled Again played, as the car suddenly shot off the ground! She told me she was a big fan of the Back to the Future trilogy, and she modded her DeLorian as a large-scale tribute, Sans the Time Travel Capability. I couldn't respond, this time unable to do so from the G-Forces of being shot into the air. Soon, the G's stabilized, and we flew pretty smoothly. I'd never flown before, so I wasn't used to a change in Air Pressure as this, and had to puke, which she kindly obliged to give me a bag for... soon, she peered around her field of vision, and when there were no cars, she landed terra firma slowly. "Sorry about that...I just thought we'd go faster that way..." She chuckled, patting my back. Soon, the Familiar Sign came to my visage:
WELCOME TO BIRMINGHAM
I was glad to finally be in the City Limits...then, on the CD Player Blared Detroit Rock City by K.I.S.S. She began to drive me into the bowels of this gargantuan city. Knowing her classiness, I would have expected to see her Parent's Home to be in the sky, at a Penthouse. Oh, the irony of that thought. Instead, her parents lived in a downstairs apartment...however, the stairwell and the handrail, as well as the lawn boxes encompassing it, were manicured and pristine. Soon, the Music and Engine stopped, and the Car Shut Down with a Rumble, as she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. I took a moment to pray for good fortune before gathering myself to exit the car after her. Soon, two slams, and a couple beeps, and we were down the the stairs to and at the doorstep of Hana's Parent's Apartment. She pressed a button, and a familiar Gothic Organ theme played...the individual vertebrae of my spine shook in a violent tremor. "Honey, will you relax?! You're gonna be fine!" Quipped Hana, somewhat unamused at my fear.
Soon, the door creaked open, and a figure even more lithe than Hana, much fairer-skinned than her and I combined, stood in the space that divided the space between me and the home of a Succubus. "Ah, welcome, Hana! Good to see you again!" She said, hugging her, than giving me a Deathly Stare to me. "And you brought a Snack? How thoughtful!" She growled in a sadistic tone. I then felt the epitome of my fear reach an apex of terror. "No, Mom...this is my Boyfriend, Adam. You know, the one from Pell City?" She said, defending me. "Ah, yes! How silly of me not to remember! You told me you were bringing him today!" She then released her grip on her daughter, now giving it to me, squeezing me like a Python. "I'm Alice; It's nice to meet you." She then sniffed me, as if there were something off about my scent..."I thought you said you made him part demon?" She asked, craning her head over to Hana. "Well, yes. But, he's in mortal form at the moment. If you'd let us come in, he can go and change accordingly." Hana responded, taking my hand. "Ah, of course! Go right ahead! Meanwhile, I'll go get some lunch made for you two!" Alice said, bowing like a Japanese Maiden as she escorted us in, with her holding my back, which soon led to a groping of my buttocks. This made me blush. Soon, Hana patted me into a Bathroom.
A small censer of Lavender filled the room as I slowly climbed into the Box-Framed shower. I took a few deep breaths, slowly bringing my mind to the thought of my demonic form, as I began to change from my will...of course, I had little practice on how to do this, so it came jerky and uneven. I would bet the whole apartment could hear my yelps of pain and semi-erotic moans which were induced from the part of me that was an Incubus...my skin died red as the blood just beneath it, my ears going out like an elf, and the horns and tail sprouting mostly effortlessly. I soon slipped off my shoes to make room for my cloven hooves to take their shape, and that's all she wrote...well, aside from the sclera (The whites in my eyes) turning black, the irises burning a crimson red.
Soon, I climbed out the Bathroom, stumbling about like a newborn faun. Hana helped me and walked me to a Sofa, where adjacent, a Man overdressed supine in a barkolounger reclined. "Ah, you're Adam? Welcome... I'm Arthur Hillshire...Hana has told the Missus and I a good bit about you." He said, a calm voice. The behavior of Hana's parents at this point was strange. It was certainly nothing I would have anticipated, given my knowledge of how extroverted Succubi were. So, it lead me to inquire. "Say, you two are being awfully polite with me...any reason?" I asked them, curious. "Well, there's two answers to your Question, my friend: 1): You share our blood...the difference being you're a Demi-Demon created from a Pact of Love...and 2): Hana already has designs on you. Thus, we can't touch you without her say-so." Arthur said. I didn't know what to make of this statement, to admit truth. It was a double entendre for me: I was glad to know I was safe from Hana's parents...but scared at what may become of me soon...the possibility of an unwanted orgy between 3 succubi was something I dreaded from the day I was to come to their house.
The House's Decor was a double standard: A combination of the mindscape of Hugh Hefner's Playboy Mansion, and the Gothic, Macabre, and Dank Sights of Tim Burton. Bats adorned the walls, hung by a strong almost invisible. The voluptuous aroma of Lavender Incense, Mixed with the haunting smell of dried blood, filled the air of the house. I decided to check the DVD Rack, to check of their taste in Movies. The One Rack I saw, which was adjacent to an Entertainment Center, where a Flat-Screen Television and Numerous Game Systems and a Blu-Ray player were hooked up in a mess of cords and wires. The rack itself was segregated, with it's bottom half covered by a sheet of black-tinted tempered glass. What made up the consistency of the top half were horror movies, in Sets, No Less. Friday the 13th, Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street, Resident Evil, among other good ones. I could barely make out what was on the bottom half, but what I did see were numerous XXX Labels and Pornographic Titles. Considering my possible In-Laws...par for course.
Eventually, dinnertime struck. seems Hana also told of my taste in food, as they prepared what I liked...we ate calmly, but something told me there was sexual tension between the parents...and chills in me...I knew that while Arthur said they were going to stay away from me, as Hana already had designs on me, something told me that they were having trouble resisting the urge to pounce me and rape me in a 3-way orgy...I knew I had to come up with a Valid excuse to leave the table, and thus manage to ease that tension they had..."Um...may I be excused to go outside and get some air?" They nodded, and I went outside, concealing myself. The pure, industrialized air filled my lungs, calming me down...
Meanwhile, I overheard an argument between Hana and her Parents...
"Look, Mom. I don't care about tradition. you cannot have my boyfriend as a playmate today! That's the very thing he's afraid of right now, and the one thing the both of us explicitly want to avoid!" Screamed Hana. "Oh, come on! He's just so Charming and Short! I can't resist a small fry like him!" Shrieked Alice, coyly. "I don't care if he were the man to outdo Dad! You're not tapping him! I love him, and I want this relationship to LAST. If you two were to make your move on him, you could traumatize him and possibly force a break-up. And I won't let that happen!" Cried Hana. "But..." "No Butts! Not even His!" Soon, the argument stopped, and I came back to Hana, seeing her in tears...the faces of her parents told the whole story...they were ashamed of themselves. Their faces were wrought with guilt, Hana's with sorrow. "Come on, Hana..." I said, tugging at her arm. "Why don't we get home? It's getting to be dusk..." She nodded to me, but not before hugging her parents. "We're sorry, dear...we just let our instincts get the better of us..." Groaned Alice. "It's okay...I don't blame you..." Said Hana...
Soon, we were crammed back in the car, listening to the somber tunes of a hardship-wrought love.
In a nutshell, what could have been a civil meeting of the Parents turned into a Train Wreck to leave my Girlfriend in Tears...All the more reason to get control over my demon side faster...
The House's Decor was a double standard: A combination of the mindscape of Hugh Hefner's Playboy Mansion, and the Gothic, Macabre, and Dank Sights of Tim Burton. Bats adorned the walls, hung by a strong almost invisible. The voluptuous aroma of Lavender Incense, Mixed with the haunting smell of dried blood, filled the air of the house. I decided to check the DVD Rack, to check of their taste in Movies. The One Rack I saw, which was adjacent to an Entertainment Center, where a Flat-Screen Television and Numerous Game Systems and a Blu-Ray player were hooked up in a mess of cords and wires. The rack itself was segregated, with it's bottom half covered by a sheet of black-tinted tempered glass. What made up the consistency of the top half were horror movies, in Sets, No Less. Friday the 13th, Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street, Resident Evil, among other good ones. I could barely make out what was on the bottom half, but what I did see were numerous XXX Labels and Pornographic Titles. Considering my possible In-Laws...par for course.
Eventually, dinnertime struck. seems Hana also told of my taste in food, as they prepared what I liked...we ate calmly, but something told me there was sexual tension between the parents...and chills in me...I knew that while Arthur said they were going to stay away from me, as Hana already had designs on me, something told me that they were having trouble resisting the urge to pounce me and rape me in a 3-way orgy...I knew I had to come up with a Valid excuse to leave the table, and thus manage to ease that tension they had..."Um...may I be excused to go outside and get some air?" They nodded, and I went outside, concealing myself. The pure, industrialized air filled my lungs, calming me down...
Meanwhile, I overheard an argument between Hana and her Parents...
"Look, Mom. I don't care about tradition. you cannot have my boyfriend as a playmate today! That's the very thing he's afraid of right now, and the one thing the both of us explicitly want to avoid!" Screamed Hana. "Oh, come on! He's just so Charming and Short! I can't resist a small fry like him!" Shrieked Alice, coyly. "I don't care if he were the man to outdo Dad! You're not tapping him! I love him, and I want this relationship to LAST. If you two were to make your move on him, you could traumatize him and possibly force a break-up. And I won't let that happen!" Cried Hana. "But..." "No Butts! Not even His!" Soon, the argument stopped, and I came back to Hana, seeing her in tears...the faces of her parents told the whole story...they were ashamed of themselves. Their faces were wrought with guilt, Hana's with sorrow. "Come on, Hana..." I said, tugging at her arm. "Why don't we get home? It's getting to be dusk..." She nodded to me, but not before hugging her parents. "We're sorry, dear...we just let our instincts get the better of us..." Groaned Alice. "It's okay...I don't blame you..." Said Hana...
Soon, we were crammed back in the car, listening to the somber tunes of a hardship-wrought love.
In a nutshell, what could have been a civil meeting of the Parents turned into a Train Wreck to leave my Girlfriend in Tears...All the more reason to get control over my demon side faster...
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