I am Succubus!

Chapter 243

"Cheers!"

Every succubus at the table clinked their beer glasses together. Except me. We were at least twenty in total, a small fraction of the number of employees at Tsuki. Selene sat to my left, and Mio was to my right. Today marked the end of the first month in our new job. We got our first paychecks, and boy was it a hefty one.

As director of Tsuki, I wanted to treat my subjects and employees well, so dinner tonight after work was on my Yen. Fortunately, only twenty were free to come. It was still going to be an expensive bill though.

We were all gorging ourselves in sushi, curry, and fried chicken. Mio went ham on the beer, going into her third cup now. The mood was great, though I felt sorry for the other restaurant guests, all of whom were suffering from a case of horniness in the presence of so many succubi auras.

"What's the deal with wasabi? It's supposed to be spicy, but I only feel the heat for like three seconds, and then it's gone! What gives?" Mio complained about the staple green dressing of sushi.

"Because it's not a pepper, Mio. Capsaicin is what makes peppers spicy. The heat you're feeling is a different chemical. Similar to like… like a stronger mustard," I explained.

"Well, it sucks. I need me some peppers, and I got just the thing… Hehe." She whipped out the Naga Viper Sauce, much to my dismay.

As soon as Mio opened the bottle, mine and Selene's eyes watered.

"Ugh. Mio, what the hell? My eyes are burning!" Selene turned away and coughed.

"Sex in your mouth, that's what! Here, try some." Mio at least had the mindfulness to dab a little onto Selene's plate. As for her own, she went to town lathering it on.

Me, and the other succubi who were close enough to watch, stared at Selene in anticipation. She swiped a salmon nigiri across the dab and tossed it into her mouth. The brave facade faltered immediately. Luckily, she managed to swallow it before going into a coughing fit. Her hand swooped across the table for her glass of beer, downing it in a matter of seconds.

"It's not… going away… Drinking only made it worse!" Selene hissed.

"Uhh. Waiter! Can we get an order of ice cream? On the double!" I called out.

An empathetic waiter rushed over with a bowl of ice cream. When Selene stuffed a spoonful into her mouth, she was overcome with relief.

"What kind of monster are you?" Selene turned to Mio and asked.

"Ah, you just ain't as tough as you look. Who else wants some?" Mio offered the bottle of hot sauce to the others, but they promptly scooted away. "Suit yourselves. More for me!"

After I paid the dinner bill, I didn't have to worry about running short on money for once. What I earned far exceeded my expenditures. Never in my wildest dream did I expect to earn sixty-million Yen a year. What I made in a month was what I expected to earn in a year starting at an average job!

"Everyone, make sure to thank Queen Saeko for this banquet!" Selene snarled before a single succubus got up.

"Thank you, Queen Saeko!" they bellowed.

"You guys are going to make me blush." I rubbed the back of my head. "It's fine, really! Let's do this once a month, my treat. I've made you all eat in moderation ever since I became queen, and I honestly felt bad for it. As a succubus, it's in your nature to drain as much as it is a person to eat. We finally have a job to do just that, feasting as much as you want. This is just a small token of my appreciation for hanging it in for so long."

A few of the succubi around the table burst into tears. It didn't escape my notice that many succubi followed Beatrice into Earth just to survive. After all, life in Elza was hell until only recently when I went along to that peace mission between the light and dark elves.

Both the succubi living on Earth and in Eliza probably saw me as their hero, but I was really just in the right places at the right times. That, and this kind of all started with Mio turning me into a succubus to begin with. Speaking of Mio…

"Uggh… I wanna barf…" Mio groaned as I helped her to my car.

"We're almost to the car, and we'll be home in a bit. Just hang in there," I said.

Once I got Mio into the passenger seat, I opened the window to let her stick her head out like a dog. That way, if she barfed, it would be outside rather than in the car. I shuddered to think of cleaning that mess.

"Maybe you'll learn your lesson not to drink too much beer. Alcohol on Earth isn't all that weak now, is it?" I teased after hopping into the driver's seat.

"Hehe. You looked really happy tonight, huh? You were always… a goody-two-shoes. That deserves a kissy-wissy~" Mio puckered her lips and leaned into me.

"M-Mio, stop! I'm trying to drive us home here, and don't say kissy-wissy ever again. That sounds weird and gross… Stick your head out the window already!"

Fortunately for me, Mio passed out as I pulled up to our apartment. As always, it was up to me to take care of my silly girlfriend. I wiped her wash, brushed her teeth, changed her clothes, and tucked her into bed. She was passed out like a rock. I patted her on the head and brushed some hair from her eyes, and she responded by grabbing my hand. Our fingers interlocked soon after.

"How is it that you can be such a doofus one moment, and then so cute the next?" I sighed.

We had our own rooms, but I figured it couldn't hurt to sleep with Mio tonight.

The next morning, I was in the kitchen making miso soup when Mio stumbled out of her room looking like shit. Her eyes were sunken. Her hair was a mess. The pajamas I helped put on last night were half-off.

"I have the worst fucking headache…" Mio croaked.

"That's a hangover alright. Here. Drink this." I filled a bowl of miso and placed it on the table.

Like a zombie, Mio dragged her feet up to the table and slurped up the soup in an instant. Lucky for us, today was Saturday. We didn't work on the weekends.

"So, what's the game plan today?" Mio asked in the middle of a big yawn.

"The weekend is ours. We don't have coursework since we're not in college anymore. Unless something comes up from Mr. Ishioka, there's nothing for us to do since Tsuki's closed Saturday and Sunday. You got any plans?" I returned the question.

Mio thought for a moment. She flashed a grin that I knew all too well.

"Wanna fuck?" Mio nibbled on her lower lip.

"We have sex every day, and you still want more?" I groaned.

"It's like I'm a succubus or something!" she retorted energetically, a sign that her headache was gone. "What do you wanna do?"

"Well, we got paid. We could go shopping…"

Mio and I scanned our apartment. It was incredibly empty and barren. All we had were the barest furniture like the couch, television, and dinner table. Of course, our rooms had stuff from when we lived at my parents' house. However, the living room and kitchen had little. I could still hear echoes whenever we talked, that's how empty it was.

"Huh. Guess the apartment is in dire need of some colors. Shopping it is! I'm driving!" Mio snatched my car keys from the counter and raced out the door.

"Mio, wait! For the hundredth time, the ID isn't your driver's license! You still need to take a driving test!" I chased after her in panic.

After wrestling the keys away, I drove us to the shopping mall. It was a strange feeling being surrounded by so much stuff now that I had the money to freely buy at will. Before, I'd weigh whether or not I'd make rent and tuition. Now…

Now, the possibilities were endless.

"Whatcha looking at?" Mio popped up behind me.

We had entered a store that sold home and kitchen appliances. I found myself in front of a row of rice cookers, debating which one to get.

"I'm trying to remember what rice cooker brand we had back home," I said.

"Does it matter? They just steam the rice, right?" Mio was completely disinterested.

"Yes, it matters!" I blew up on her. "A good rice cooker will have all the settings you need to cook different kinds of rice to perfection. Sushi rice, rice for regular meals, and most importantly, congee! If we choose a bad rice cooker, it's going to take forever to cook and might even cook unevenly. Or worse, it malfunctions after only a few uses. Have you ever wondered how Hatsumi makes such great meals that involve rice? A rice cooker plays a significant role!"

By the time I was done, Mio's eyes were wide with surprise.

"N-No, shit? Which rice cooker should we get then?" Mio asked, having realized how important this was.

We turned our gazes to the large selection of rice cookers. It was so daunting, we eventually called Hatsumi to ask her for the brand and model of the one at home. Lucky for us, that exact one was in stock, so we grabbed it. A rice cooker wasn't the only thing we bought from the store. We bought an espresso machine, air fryer, convection oven, toaster, blender, woks and pots, a spice rack, and a set of dinnerware.

There was so much stuff, we had to make a trip back to the car in order to continue shopping. Only half an hour had gone by since we started our shopping spree, too.

"Whew. I dunno what it is, but it feels great to buy a ton of shit! We ever gonna use all this though?" Mio asked after slamming the trunk down.

"Better than not having it when we need it, you know? Come on, let's go buy more things for the house," I said.

We went back to the mall and loaded up a ton of stuff. Extra futons in case we ever had guests over. A small shelf to accommodate my ever-growing collection of manga and anime. A rug, just because we could. 

However, the real fun was when we hit up the grocery store. Mio rode inside the shopping cart while I pushed her. She picked things off the shelves, burying herself in a bunch of food and drinks. Mostly junk food of the spicy variety.

"You're lucky I have the strength of a succubus… If I was still human, I wouldn't have been able to push all this!" I complained.

"Ahh, quit bellyaching. We'll trade off when— Wait! Turn there!" Mio pointed to the alcohol aisle.

"You woke up this morning with a hangover, and you still want to drink?"

"I've got a newfound appreciation for human-world alcohol. What it lacks in strength, it's made up for in flavor and taste. Now get moving! Tally-ho!" she bellowed all the way there.

Countless bottles of alcohol sandwiched us in from both sides from beer, wine, hard liquor, rice wine, and more. Most were domestic, and a small section was dedicated to foreign stuff. To no surprise, Mio was overwhelmed, too. She didn't know what to grab and just went for the most expensive ones.

"Mio… we're making a lot of money, but we're not 'rolling in money' kind of rich," I said.

"Fine." Mio shoved two of the three expensive sakes back, then finally climbed out of the full cart to make room for beer.

When we went to check out, I realized the real reason she wanted to buy alcohol.

"ID, please?" The lady at the register looked up at us.

"Right here!" Mio whipped out her ID, because I wasn't old enough to buy alcohol. She, however, was since the age declared on her card was 20. I suspected that wasn't her true age, given Yumi and Hana were centuries old, but it was the number she gave Mr. Ishioka.

Age was irrelevant in this case though. Mio had her ID, and the clerk didn't want to question a succubus of all things. She got her alcohol, and we piled our groceries into the trunk along with everything else.

Our day of spending didn't end there though. We brought the stuff home before going back out to get our nails done, feet massaged, and hair washed. A full day to ourselves to rest and relax was much needed.

"Man, I almost don't wanna go home yet. I feel great!" Mio stretched her arms as I drove us home.

"As much as I'd like to stay out, it's getting dark. Who's to say we can't do this again next week?" I suggested.

"Can we? I can't wait! Hey, let's grab some food. I'm thinking… spicy hot pot!" Mio was practically bouncing in her seat.

"Mio, we have a fridge's worth of food at home now… You want to eat out again?"

She shrugged, and we eventually compromised on buying spicy hot pot to eat at home. Mio called Yumi and Hana over since we ordered too much, so tonight turned into an impromptu get-together with them.

Imagine my surprise when they brought some food over of their own. Hana got some noodles to toss into the hot pot, and Yumi came over with cupcakes for desserts.

"Huu, huu, huu… It's like I got firecrackers in my mouth!" Hana panted with her tongue out.

"Here, eat more. You don't know spicy until you've chewed on a red pepper." Mio, faster than lightning, shoved a pepper into Hana's mouth and slapped a hand over to keep her from spitting it out.

The pink-haired succubus' eyes snapped open, and a layer of sweat coated her face soon after. Both of them wrestled in trying to overpower the other to the point of falling off their seats.

"We can't even have a nice dinner without you two screwing around…" I put a hand to my face.

"Ufufu~ It's much more fun when everyone is so lively. So, Saeko. How have you been enjoying work?" Yumi asked from across the table.

Before I could say a thing, Mio answered for me.

"She loooves getting dicked more than any other succubus I know!" Mio exclaimed.

My phone started buzzing in the middle of dinner. When I checked my phone thinking it was Kana, my smile flipped upon realizing it was Kameshiro who had texted me instead. Mio stopped play-fighting with Hana to peer over my shoulder.

"Hm? Kahaha! Speaking of getting dicked. It's that dude! I thought you didn't like him, but you gave him your number anyway?" Mio cackled.

"What guy? What guy? I wanna know!" Hana scooted her chair closer to me, and now I was sandwiched by two annoying succubi.

"Some guy Saeko's been getting her pussy slammed by," she said.

"He's not slamming my pussy! Oh, my god… I'm not talking about this over dinner! I'm going to go use the bathroom." I groaned and excused myself from the table.

Once I got some privacy, I checked the texts. It was all just Kameshiro being horny, asking if he could see me now even though I was off work. Another text came in. A picture of his fully erect dick, and now I was getting wet…

Before I knew it, my fingers gently stroked my clit. I felt a little naughty, so I snapped a picture of my pussy up close and sent it to him. It started escalating from there. He sent a video of himself jerking off. I sent one where I fingered myself. I was beginning to get so turned on and horny that any dick would do, then another picture came that tipped me over the edge.

It was a picture of Kameshiro's dick in hand, cum oozing from the tip and captioned with, 'don't let it go to waste!'

I swallowed hard as my succubus hunger blinded my already dwindling sense of reasoning. When I emerged from the bathroom, Mio, Yumi, and Hana shot me a look.

"What took you so long? Food so spicy you got the runs?" Mio asked.

"I dunno about Saeko, but I do. Move outta the way, I gotta launch the nuke!" Hana bolted into the bathroom behind me.

"Something came up. I'm going to go meet with Mr. Ishioka at Tsuki. I'll probably be back late," I said.

Without another word, I flew off to get my fill of my other hunger. Somehow, the scent of lust was much stronger now. Like my nose was tuned in to whoever would fill me up the most. Despite getting to have sex every single day, it just didn't seem to be enough. I wanted more. My stomach rumbled in response, and my pussy was getting wetter at the thought of getting fucked again.

A strong smell stopped me mid-flight over a park. It was as if sugar and honey smelled the same way it tasted. My hunger got the better of me. I scanned the park to find that it had a homeless encampment in one section, walled off by a long metal fence. Little shelters were cobbled together with boards of plywood and covered in plastic blue tarps. Some of the homeless folks were gathered around an oil drum filled with burning kindling to stay warm.

They stared at me in shock when I landed. I ignored them and followed where my hunger led me, to one of the shoddily-made makeshift cabins. In my mind, all I could think of was to get fed. I ducked entering the shelter and found Mr. Wada, the homeless guy I previously let screw me, on his cot listening to a radio and drinking beer. He was watching an old camcorder that, judging by the sound of it, was playing a recording of when I was getting gangbanged by him, Masao, and Mr. Keisuke a while back.

"Eh? Saeko, is that you?" Mr. Wada gasped.

"Hahh… hah… I can't wait another second… I need someone to fuck me right now. Please, use me as much as you want…" I said, stripping my clothes off to reveal a very wet pussy and stiff nipples.