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Succubus: I'm going to unmake creation. To answer your questions in order: Yes I can. For revenge. Yes I know that means I’d be unmade too. As for the "how", well your mortal brains are limited; and, though I wont lie and say I don't want to make your heads explode, I'll dumb this down for you.

Succubus: Christianity has their "in the beginning" and science has their "big bang." Both are correct. Surprised? No, the two don't actually contradict. You see, in the center of what you call the universe is a nexus point of all magic. It resonates both inside and outside this reality. It's big juju. The one you call "God" (don't even get me started!) pushed enough power into it to form a tenuous link. That link let's Him harness the power of all creation. The initial flow of power from that joining sent an explosion across all realities that led to everything you see today. Chaos driven by His will.

Succubus: For a while that was all pretty cool. I was part of the "in crowd" you see. You could say I was kind of an angel. The Angel of Love to be precise. I was His favorite. But, as is often the case with these tales, I fell in love and that's when it all went south. It's always the bad boys that prove our undoing. In my case his name was Lucifer Morningstar.

Succubus: Ever wonder where all the "Thou shalt nots" come from in the Bible? Yeah that was mostly because of us two. He caught me balls deep in Morningstar somewhere behind Uranus. God was PISSED. Now I find out "it's a sin." Uh-huh. Convenient. But hey I guess he gets to make the rules. God and all, ya know?

Succubus: Morningstar was quick on his feet. He did the whole "people only worship you for what you give them” thing and worked out a deal with God to prove his point. A whole bunch of other angels joined him in that opinion and they all got sent to earth. You mortals call them Demons today. Me? I got a little extra attention. Being the favorite has its downsides. He decreed that I was an abomination of Love and that, henceforth, my love would be harmful. I had blue balls till about what you call the middle ages when I finally figured out that "harmful" means I essentially feed on their life energy and strength. Good for me, bad for them.

Succubus: Sorry, I'm getting sidetracked. Where was I? Ah yes, the Nexus. Well here's the fun part. The nexus constantly resists His control. It WANTS to return to its normal resting state. It takes some serious concentration to hold it. If He ever loses that link, even for a nanosecond, it all snaps back like a rubber band and BOOM! Everything is undone. And do you want to know the BEST part? The Nexus adapts. It Learns. If I can pull this off, He will never get it back again. Game over. I win.

Succubus: I don’t need God-level power to do this either. Don’t get me wrong, it's gonna take a lot; but, I only need enough to spark some instability. I’ve been siphoning and storing power for centuries and I’m getting closer. The big red oaf we all know as LumberJohn gives me a nice boost each time I feed on him but the real prize is his soul. What a tricky thing to harvest! It escapes through some type of connection to his grove before I can consume it. So it’s endless fun to kill him over and over, but always seems to deny me the desired results. The soul of a Legend! That soul would give me the power I need. And now that I’ve destroyed his grove, the next time I feed on him he will have no escape. I will take it all. So enjoy your little lives while you can, mortals. But take solace in this. When the end comes it will happen so fast you won't even know you're gone. Last Call people… this time I kill him!

==================John Returns to his cabin in the forest=================

09:52 Legend_LumberJohn: I watch my little man sleep as I come back in from the Crag. I take the Ladle, the hostage gift of the Moon Witch and place it on the mantle next to the picture of Joe. Fifty years. How can I always be so heavy-hearted when I see this picture? He smiles and the sun plays on his black beard. I miss him something terrible… I think I caught myself standing there for the longest time. And now I find out the Moon Witch knows what happened. She refused to tell me. Was his ending that horrible?
(see https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/52212)

09:55 Legend_LumberJohn: I could wrestle this bear all night and still get nothing in the end. So I stop and hope for some sleep. I strip off my shirt. It still smells of hickory firesmoke, it was smoke from her cauldron’s fire. My thick chest and gut are exposed and it feels good to feel the cool of the night on me. I lay down, and the trials of the night released me nearly immediately. I hold my little man. He snuggles into me as I drop into sleep. The dreams of Joe and our battles come to me. We killed the Wurm of Bigger’s Pass. We drove off the Basilisk Wyvern. We even saved the Moon Witch's bacon when her sister came to take her place. Naw, we didn’t kill her. She left for the planets and they call her sister Mistress Neptune now. All the while this is what I remember, Joe’s skin is so warm. His furry chest is so strong. The dreams are good.
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09:56 Succubus: My eyes snap open as my spell of divination ends. The Moon Witch! That old bitch thinks she's clever but you can't steal secrets from the world without drawing on some real power and that kind of thing attracts attention. My attention! Her wards to prevent intrusions through scrying were cute, but I was around when her great great great granny first learned those spells. They were easily defeated and the old Hag never knew I was watching. Her meddling won't go unpunished, but I have more immediate matters. I'm so close to having him now! He’s vulnerable without a grove. I will strike tonight before she has time to find him another. And, just for good measure, I’ll make him watch while I drain the youngling to a husk before I finally take my ultimate prize. Finishing the big oaf off is probably a kindness really. That idiot gave her his tears? There are a lot of fates worse than death and they all start by freely giving a powerful practitioner something personal of yours. Satan’s Beard! The things she can do to him with those. How has he even made it to 100 years old?

10:02 Succubus: The big man finally slumbers, the Demon waiting in the shadows. With a quick spell and a flash of hellfire he enters the grove. Yes, it’s my Grove now. To John’s coming surprise, the Demon can come and go into his safe house and property at will. The forest is silent as the demon moves unseen and unheard under the full moon, stopping only to inspect the freshly turned soil of John’s ruined patch of rebirth. He turns his magical sight to the spot and grunts in satisfaction at only the faintest glows of magic remaining. It will be years before this spot can even grow a blade of grass.

10:04 Succubus: Yet something is amiss. The grove should not have worked for him one last time. He was sure the big man’s soul would be his. He bound the agent of death to his will at great risk and great cost to ensure he got the soul and yet the big man had escaped into death yet again. Weakened yes but free. The creature of lust kneels at John’s rebirth and tentatively dips his hands into the ruined soil. PAIN! Immediately he recoils with a hiss! He stifles a growl as he is burned by some unknown magic. What would do this?! It must be that Witch again! He stands, silently vowing pain and a slow death to the Moon Witch.

10:09 Succubus: Like the shadow of death he enters the house. His eyes wander across the small dwelling, taking in the great room and its simple furnishings. He notes the fireplace mantle adorned with LumberJoe’s picture and well cared-for ax. He chuckles to himself as if laughing at some private joke. His eyes land upon the Moon Witch’s ladle, a powerful artifact left unattended. This man is so innocent he doesn’t believe in thieves. There will be more than one prize to be had tonight it seems. Not far away sits the great bed where John and the boy slumber. He steals to his victim’s bedside like a silent phantom just as he has done for centuries before. He is well versed in this particular ritual.

10:11 Succubus: The night is warm and so they sleep uncovered and unclothed. John on his back with his boy nestled into his side, his head on John’s great shoulder. His huge arm curled protectively around the young man, cupping the boy’s firm ass in his meaty palm. His great chest rising and falling in rhythm with his snores. Blissfully unaware of his peril. He makes up for his stupidity with beauty, that’s for sure. The demon can sense that his prey is significantly weakened and his excitement rises. The demon’s 10 inch dick is instantly throbbing. He runs a clawed hand over his well muscled chest and his dick twitches as his hand moves over the 6-pack bricks of his abs. He feels his bull balls, heavy with desire. He takes a moment to flex his broad chest and heavily muscled arms, standing at his full 6ft 2in height. His red skin gleaming in the starlight, a stark contrast to his jet black beard. Oh the plans he had for this man tonight in their last battle.

10:13 Succubus: The fallen angel opens his palm and blows fine sand over the dreamers and murmurs an ancient word for sleep. Even the big man’s powerful snores subside as both drop into deep slumber. The guardian’s 12 inch dick slowly grows to its full length while the boy’s dick too grows rock hard. The young man quietly moans in his sleep as he grinds against the big man’s well muscled quad.

10:15 Succubus: The demon gently runs his velvet tongue up the base of the big man's balls to the tip of his throbbing dick. The guardian cannot stifle a groan in his sleep as the demon feeds on his energy, feeling the strength siphon away, every touch leeching more power from the forest Guardian. The fallen angel grins in anticipation for what awaits him tonight. He will feast on the big man slowly until the guardian is too weak to resist. He will have no strength to fight back. Then he will take his life cum one last time and all the power that will come with it. The big man will cling to life but no one can survive such an assault. And while the light slowly fades from the Legend the demon will feast on his boy as he watches helplessly. He will die broken and helpless and then the demon will have his soul and his revenge.

10:18 Legend_LumberJohn: The dreams! Gawds they are powerful dreams! Joe is straddling my waist. His warm thick legs straddle me, my cock so hard it slides into Joe so easy. His thick neck flexing, his chest out as he proudly takes my cock into him. I squirm in pure pleasure - man on man; man in man… Joe was the best at taking my cock and riding it into dawn. I wake… drenched in sweat, my hand on Little Man. I touch his chest as he lays on his back and feel him squirming. His cock throbbing hard. His skin is like silk and so smooth. My hand touches the leg of another… person? I’m still dreaming I must be … it’s Joe… he licks my balls. He could never get enough. It was like I never fed him.

10:21 Succubus: I feel him stir. My hot mouth over every inch of his throbbing dick and I feed deeply from his core. I push more of my lusty magic into him, feeding him his truest fantasy to heighten his stimulation. It calms his mind while his dick rages in my grasp. I feel the first drops of precum flow and I take it in greedily. It is laced with his manly strength and vigor and it empowers me. I hear him murmuring a name in his half-asleep state and I drive the fantasy further. He is helpless in my grasp, weakened from his trials and ordeals, and his strength is delicious.

10:24 Succubus: My tongue wraps around his mammoth dick, massaging the shaft and working the piss slit while I push down to the base. My hot mouth is working every inch of this throbbing meat. His growing excitement allows me to take more of his life energy. The closer I inch him to climax the weaker he will become. No one can survive the aftermath of my attention.

10:32 Legend_LumberJohn: I writhe and tumble as if I were in the hands of a lover... the face is blurred and strange and then sharply JOE. I pull him into my arms and feel his muscle and loving embrace. There is a strange sound, maybe a mosquito. It sounds like a buzzing and buzzing.... I am soo sleepy and yet I want Joe again. We had never laid with Little Man before. It feels strange. ...Wait ... Little man never met Joe.... I must be dreaming... I hear the whizzing of that mosquito again… the screaming? I open my eyes and hear Luna…. Naw… Luna? What’s she doing here? “Joe… did you bring Luna here?” I ask… my cock THROBBING hard…..

10:35 Succubus: He resists sleep and fights my fantasy as I continue to work his dick. I know instinctively the sensual spots of any man in my grasp. Everyone has their spots and the guardian is no different. My hands find his beefy, muscled pecs and begin to firmly knead the muscles. They are firm and strong. I hear a low groan escape his lips and I know I’ve hit just the right amount of pressure. I feel his dick throb in my mouth and more of the precious precum begins to flow bringing with it more of his strength. I feel him begin to sweat as I continue to feed upon his life energy. He is earthy and strong, despite being weakened there’s so much to take! My head begins bobbing faster and faster as I work his throbbing dick. My own shaft is rock hard and leaking freely onto the bedsheets.

10:41 Legend_LumberJohn: I feel Joe push me back into the bed and it's soooo good to feel his hands again. They grip into my thick pecs and my cock throbs with moaning pleasure.... I feel deeply tired suddenly and my dream fades to black moaning from the sensual desire boiling up in me... but sleep ... feeling weaker. That buzzing annoyance again… I feel Joe sucking on my cock… OH THAT’s GOOD….I try to drive it out and GRAB Joe by the head and KISS HIM passionately… he kisses me and keeps sucking my dick…. Wait… how is he doing that? That’s amazing!.... Wait.,... this is…. Wrong… My eyes open and I look up…. “Joe…?” I focus…. OH… no, that’s NOT JOE….

======================Now, on the Moon Witch’s Crag=======================

10:44 MOON_WITCH: There is an itching irritation in my mind. I just left John hours ago and he’s already in trouble? Why does my whole spine itch with resplendent danger when he does battle? It’s not like it’s the end of the world. I walk to my scrying bowl and pull the membrane of midnight from it’s waters. Yes it’s those waters. A bowl from the waters where the great voice said Fiat Lux and started everything. Or something… who really knows. I just know they left this stuff just laying around! Bloody useful on days like these.

10:44 MOON_WITCH: "Show me Lumber John as he is,” there’s no poetry. I order the primal waters to show me time. And there he is..OH...my. I walk to my kitchen and grab a knife, a prick of finger and a drop of blood in the water. “The vision of John sleeping with the Demon looming over him. The intent is clear. I could waste time asking questions and all they will tell me is maybe. John must awaken!! I am screaming through my scrying shell… “JOHN wake up… you are not with JOE!.... WAKE UP!...” shaking my head in frustration. That man… Men are men and they will love like men. I have to get him a Grove in the next HOUR or we lose everything!

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10:46 Succubus: I’m struggling to keep him asleep, weakened as he is! His will is incredible. I drive pure lust into his body in heady waves. Both hands working his meaty pecs just the way Joe used to do. I dip into his fantasy and see him kissing the huge, black-bearded LumberJoe. I take control of that vision murmuring to him “S’all right red. I’ve missed ya buddy! Now kiss me like ya mean it and let’s make up fer all tha’ time we lost eh?” Simultaneously, I push down deep on his throbbing member and let the back of my velvet throat massage his huge cock head in ways it's never been touched before. I feel it absolutely THROB whether it be from the sensation or the fantasy of kissing his lost love or both I do not know.

10:52 Legend_LumberJohn: My eyes shift in focus… yes… it is Joe… it IS! I almost burst. “Luna said she warn’t gonna tell me where you went. Maybe because she didn’t wanna spoil the surprise!” I kiss Joe with all my heart, pouring my love into that man. I maybe should get some splaining from him first but I missed him so bad… Something in me wants to wake up the Kid and tell him Joe’s back, but I need this selfish moment to have my man. My hands feel the thick muscle on his back and pull him close and hold him…. He’s got more muscle now than before and that’s… feeling GOOD

10:56 Succubus: In his fantasy he gives to Joe freely. In doing so he gives to ME freely. His love is a conduit to his core of strength and power and I feed deeply from it. Drawing more and more of his great strength into me. It's invigorating! Like I’m diving off a great cliff with no bottom in sight. I moan silently in pleasure as my cock throbs and leaks. I take! And I take! Feeding on more and more of his love and driving his lust to new heights. In his fantasy LumberJoe kisses him deeply and begins to jack his throbbing cock in time with my own sucking. Building speed faster and faster as the big man pants against his kiss.

10:59 MOON_WITCH: That man has to wake up. Granny made this happen once a long time ago. I get up and grab the bottle of John’s tears. “Oh this could kill a normal man. But a normal man would be all drained flat by now.” I walk to the Cauldron and strike it with my staff. GONNNNNNGGGGG! I hold the bottle of tears against the cauldron. The tears shake and resonate with the cauldron right through his crazy thick skull!

11:01 Legend_LumberJohn: AWUGHHH! My eyes snap open, like the water in them is itching! No, vibrating. “What is that Noise!?" I look right into the face of… the Demon!? My hands trembling… I push him away and touch muscle and red skin, barely seeable in the thin moonlight. “No… You’re not… Joe…..” I look over at my boy! Then at the Demon. “Get… out of my house…..”

11:03 Succubus: I feel him slowly succumbing to my power, leaking buckets as I suck his dick. His body rigid as he edges closer and closer to the precipice. And then the silence of the night is shattered by a magical intrusion. I feel it from my connection to him. An infernal gong that shatters my illusion and drives me from his head. Aaaarg! That foul woman! She will pay so dearly for this! The demons will write songs of her ecstasy and agony!

11:05 Succubus: The big man is awake! The boy continues to slumber, blissfully unaware as my spell holds him firmly under. I feel the big man’s weak attempts to push me away and sneer. He is struggling, clearly weak from my ministrations. Perhaps I can finish this quickly. “"Would you like to watch me suck the life from your boy? Or will you just quietly give me yours?" To accentuate the point I run my thick palm down the boy’s supple young body, lingering momentarily on his cock as he softly moans and gently thrusts into my hand. I’m sure he knows I will take the boy after I take his soul but hope is a powerful weapon when your prey is desperate.

11:09 Legend_LumberJohn: My eyes flare in FURY as you touch MY BOY!...Desperate to get you off him I shove you hard… knowing this isn’t working I PULL you out of the bed onto the floor with a huge THUMP!. “BOY …. RUN! PLEASE!” Thrashing with the demon to make him stop this!

11:12 Succubus: I’m surprised by the strength this man has left. Lesser men would be dead or begging me for the privilege of cumming even knowing the dark cost, yet he fights on. He is a prize to have. What power his soul must contain and I WILL have it tonight. I mock him “Yes! Run boy! Flee the horror! What's that? You’re asleep?” I flash a toothy grin as you thrash. “He is under a sleep spell; and, unlike you, he will not be breaking it anytime soon. I wonder if he will even feel it when I feed on him?”

11:15 Succubus: We struggle on the floor. I roll atop you and pin your arms over your head. My biceps strain from the effort as you resist but you quickly tire. I feel your hairy chest heaving in labored breaths against me as you struggle. I push down and kiss you deeply, drawing more from you then move my mouth down around that magnificent beard to suck hard on your beefy neck. My fangs biting, a not so gentle nip. Divots in the skin but no more. A raw mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through you as I begin to apply more and more pressure to my love bite. The barest hints of red appear as the divots turn into pricks and I again feed deeply as your body trembles in pleasure.

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11:22 MOON_WITCH: I will not have a demon horde on my Crag! So many times I have been quiet and retiring about interfering. Life comes and goes. But if I don’t get John a Grove before he dies the consequences are dire. It looks like all this gets put to the test in mere hours if this turns to shit and the Demon kills him. I took Legend Tears in exchange for a Grove. Of course I had planned on using the Magic of the Moon to do this. Moon magic takes cycles… seasons. You attach your will to the turning, and like a great water wheel of relentless force, the Moon makes your change happen, without the need for muscle and sweat.

11:22 MOON_WITCH: But now, if I don’t deliver on this promise, I become an oath breaker. My ladle is of course lost to me in that failure, but maybe everything I ever hoped to make with Legend Tears as well. John is not waking and the Demon’s fangs are near. My skin shivers thinking of that trouble and pain. John is truly powerful even to touch demonflesh and not go mad. I need to make a Grove and do it right now. I snap to my helper, “Little Star…. Get to work!”

11:22 TWINKLE: I rise from the dirt and shine a dim light, shaking. “Mistress, you know there’s a song…”

11:22 MOON_WITCH: “Fuck your song, there’s work to get done. Get my library!” I scrape the slate table and make ready to read. I grab the book Mother wrote.

11:22 TWINKLE: I open the “library” a pocket of books for Mistress. . she shoves me from her path and grabs books. No just the one. OH…. Mother’s book… I try not to tremble, but I’m starlight. What does she expect?

11:22 MOON_WITCH: “I expect you to hold still so I can read, ya dimwit! And YES I can read your mind! Just shine and sit still. No one told you to think.” I open pages and study. I don’t have much time…
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11:31 Legend_LumberJohn: I PUSH against the beast and he mocks me… screaming at the boy to wake and he just lays there. Your lips hit mine and my hands turn to fists… then a heady WAVE of lust crushes my soul! OHHHH YESSS!!!! My hips buck and I want this so bad… it’s been SO LONG…. The Demon kisses me and I nearly cry for the second time tonight. I shove him and in normal times I would be able to send him to the gorge with that shove. He barely moves. He’s eating my stamina. Your fangs bite at my neck. My beard shields me from those fangs… kicking in agony trying to summon the will to stop him. He’s going to eat me, bite me… shaking my head. No no no…. I have to stop him… My beard is all I have right now and I close my eyes and summon my will - KNIVES of hate hit you in the mouth as my beard turns to glass shards in your mouth….

11:33: Succubus: I feel him struggle but he is growing weaker and weaker. His will is fading. He will surrender soon. I increase the pressure of my bite then….PAIN. Sharp! Jagged! I recoil from multiple cuts to my face. Dark blood trickles down my cheeks. But as quickly as the cuts appear, they knit, and close..the blood stops seeping. “You really are even stupider than I thought, aren't you? First you waste a magical question asking how to kill a Demon. A demon! Oh yes, I saw that. Then you give a powerful magical being TEARS! Do you have any idea what we can do with that? And now you try to cut a demon with glass? And what's worse, you just turned your beard to glass which can….” I punch down on his shimmering beard and it bursts into a million pieces flying all across the room. “Shatter.”

11:38 Legend_LumberJohn: You rave at me… I have been less than clever. But you PUNCH me in the throat gagging me hard and my beard shatters…. Hate is stupid. Maybe someone else swings it better than me, but when I do it’s just bad. My heart is breaking. I look up at the boy and worry deeply. The Demon’s in the house. The boy is sleeping and now I ain’t shit against his power. All I have now is tears and might as well give them to anyone listening. Except this beast!. I shove a fist in the Demon’s face in defiance as i gag trying to find breath

11:42 Succubus: You punch my face; or, at least that’s what you’re calling a punch these days I guess. Maybe you saw a fly and were trying to swat it for me. Either way, I take the blow and shrug it off easily. I grab your free hand and again pin it to the floor. I see your furtive glance at the boy. “Oh don’t worry I’ll take good care of him when you’re gone. I’ll explain that this time you aren’t coming back. I made sure your Grove was gone. There is no escape. You will ask me to cum before this night is out and I will oblige. You won’t survive it. And then I will feed on your soul as you fade into death and it will give me the power I need to get my final revenge.” I can see the horror in your face as I lean into your burly neck and again sink in my fangs unabated by that troublesome beard. My fangs are hypodermic sharp and your skin gives easily as the pressure mounts. Centimeter by centimeter my fangs sink in triggering waves of lust. My cock grinding against yours, each powerful thrust edging you closer and closer as you leak freely.

11:51 Legend_LumberJohn: Kicking weaker and weaker. Those needly teeth sink into my neck and my mind reels at this scheme. My mind is blanked again by a wave of crushing lust making me want this Demon so badly. My hand grips the meaty tricep of that arm and it FEELS SO GOOD… I want to kiss that shoulder as the fangs reach my neck… shaking it off! - why!? The whole plan was a long long calculation to kill us? I understand killing me, I can be irritating, but a boy? "Revenge... what the fuck did we ever do to you?!" Kicking… I can’t stop him… Panic eating my mind as my cock is so painfully hard.

11:53 Succubus: I am almost undone by the stupidity of the question. I pull my fangs away “YOU? You think I want revenge against YOU? Oh it's laughable! It's unimaginably hilarious! You are but a pawn in my plan you stupid child. A means to an end. You are a meal. No, you are THE meal. I will feed on your powerful soul and will finally have what I need to defeat those who wronged me. The boy….I’ll eat him just because you’ve made this so much harder than it needed to be.”

11:58 Legend_LumberJohn: My eyes widen as you shine light on your enough of the plan. Revenge… who would a demon want revenge on? OHHhhhhh… This is way bigger. Maybe the cock demon had other plans, but he let me know just how I fit into the big picture, that I could fuel anything important. I thought my job was killing the big critters and then to sit down and shut up. Maybe it still is, but here we are. Chalking it up to some bullshit about gawds and “Mysterious ways,” I realize I can’t see the size of the bet on the table and never did. It’s just me he wants, not the Boy, not the forest. And it’s up to me to keep that from happening… I close my eyes and summon everything I got…. The shreds of my beard that remain turn to slivers of silver in the effort.

11:59 Legend_LumberJohn: I Grab the Demon by the shoulders and roll him flat to his back with power I didn’t know I could have…. “You will leave this place. This is MY house.” My eyes burn into the Demon’s. It’s the only magic I have here.

12:02: Succubus: I feel him dig deep into his power, draining what is left of his beard’s magic from the effort. I have a fleeting thought that a gray beard suits him even shredded as it is (what? I’m a sex demon, I have my own specific types just like you do!) and then I’m rolled over onto my back. Ooof he’s a heavy bastard even for me. He locks eyes with me and commands me to leave.

12:05 Succubus: Threshold magic! It's an old magic from when hearth and home were sacred and acted as a barrier for magical creatures. I howl in rage and pain, my entire body shaking and trembling and then….and then I can no longer keep a straight face. “Bwa hahaha! Do you think I’m some lesser ghost? Some minor imp? You think to banish ME as if I’d turn tail and run at your command? Maybe you’d like to gift me with some tears, a couple drops of blood and a few of your hairs before I go? No? Too soon? You’re as dull as you are stupid.”

12:02: Legend_LumberJohn: I SLAP your face! “You take from me and take from the forest… What do you expect me to do? I have little and one job and I do it!” I know you are incapable of shame…. My cock throbbing and fighting to have even the will to defy you enough to say this. “I can’t… stop you!... You want me to fall willingly? You don’t know me, Demon! Do what you must but leave the boy out of this!”

12:05 Succubus: I grin at your admission of defeat. A first step down the path. I wrap my powerful legs around your middle and SQUEEZE. Crushing your waist and thrusting my hips up into you. My snakelike demon dick twists easily so that my rock hard dick is probing your hole. I feel you try to resist the pull but my powerful legs blast the breath from your lungs and drag you down to SLOWLY impale you on my throbbing dick. Inch by inch you take all of my dick. I make sure you feel every sensual inch until the head of my shaft rubs lovingly against your prostate and I start a rhythm of fucking. Building momentum as I go. Mercilessly driving my demon cock into you and stimulating your prostate but careful not to push you over the edge. Oh no, not before you ask for it. And you WILL ask before this night is through.

12:07 Legend_LumberJohn: AWUGHhhh hughhh!!! Crying out in pain until my breath is crushed out of me... so weak... so powerless... kicking hard and feeling him taking his cock and snakes around me and drives into me… “AWUUGHHH STOPP!!” screaming to get freed. The boy is sleeping and somehow I’m grateful for that, but I know Luna is watching and I grind my teeth in shame and anger… and LUST. The muscled legs wrapping me like… shaking my head refusing to say it even to me… like JOE did. Aching for a fucking release…. Hips bucking and wanting to cum so bad…. Knowing this is such a bad idea. It might mean my final death.

12:10 Succubus: I feel his will wavering. His great cock is throbbing and leaking heavily and his bull nuts are heavy. I can feel them tightening up, their need to blow clear to see but they are unable to release. My magic is undeniable. He won’t cum until he speaks the words loudly and clearly. I reach up and grab his meaty pecs and squeeze. Firm, sensual pressure. Kneading the muscle just as his lost love did. A personal ritual between the two laid bare in his dream for me to exploit. My cock hammering his prostate as my precum freely flows, lubing up our coupling and heighenting his pleasure. “Submit mortal and this can all be over. Think of the blessed release. Imagine the ecstasy that awaits you if you simply ask for it. Then all your trials will be over. You can rest. This is inevitable. Take your pleasure now!”

12:14 Legend_LumberJohn: “NO! No I can’t….” everything depends on holding the line… if I surrender I know the forest will suffer. Yes… the forest…. LUST is knit through the forest. I reach my soul to touch the place I love and protect and DUMP my lust into the land, infinite sink that can take it and find my cool sanity re-emerge some. YES I can endure… he will get bored and distracted and move on to something else… I drain my lust into the forest. In reaction I hear the death of a yowling rabbit… the first death of many if I have to keep this up long. Rutting howls erupt from the world beyond our walls.

12:17 Succubus: I feel a sudden connection to the forest and throw my head back and howl. It's an unimaginable pool of raw lust. I can feel him pushing his lust into it as a means of escape but what can be pushed can be pulled and I drink heavily of this forest and its lust. I am connected to every life force in this woods and I FEED. The thrust of my hips increases in rhythm, rougher...faster...harder. I am lust incarnate and I lean forward and sink my fangs into his unprotected neck. More than a love bite but not a killing blow. I pierce flesh and muscle as I deliver the ecstasy of pleasure and pain, a duality of sharp contrast as he is caught between his own lust, the forest, and me.

12:22 Legend_LumberJohn: My mind blisters with horror at what you are doing... you pull what I'm draining and bring more and feed that back to me... NO NO... the MADNESS IS TERRIBLE! "I must cum... I MUST ... please I MUST! I surrender... fuck me ... use me... BITE me please.... I MUST CUM!!!" It's too much, his infernal lust is one thing but the nature of my forest coursing through me worse than any sweltering rut ever could....

12:25 Succubus: You hear a small scared voice. “Dad! No! Please!” It's full of heartbreak and confusion and terror. I look you in the eye and my smirk makes it clear I woke the boy just in time to hear your defeat. You only have a moment to realize what is happening before your cock THROBS and blows jets of hot cum all over my chiseled abs and muscled chest. I absorb the life energy and power that comes from you. Feeding on it deeply. Freely given, it is MINE and I take it all. “You were a worthy challenge mortal. But our game is now over. When you succumb to death your soul will be mine. But take solace, you will not feel pain when it happens. Surrender to death quickly or slowly, it matters not to me. In the meantime I think I’ll go have a visit with the juicy morsel sitting on the bed.”

12:28 Legend_LumberJohn: I hear the boy… I hear him say he will eat me… a thin deep part of me might care and the larger part of my soul is ROILING with the lust of the forest… I EJACULATE like a fountain, roaring hard with pleasure… POUNDING the floor and thrashing in pleasure…. My heart feels the boy’s sadness and terror and I’m not able to stop anything… not sure if i ever was… from the start of his assault on the forest I was played and played and checked into a corner like a mouse. And now that concern is gone too… I CLUTCH your body to me and drive my ass onto your cock… “MORE!” I shout in bottomless desire….

12:31 Daddy's_Boy: It has to be a dream. A nightmare! I woke up from the deepest sleep of my life to the horror of dad begging this filthy monster to let him cum. How could he!? My heart shatters into a million pieces and then those pieces explode into hot fire as I hear him shouting for more. I feel like the world has dropped away and I’m in freefall. I realize I’m crying and I’m curled up in our bed clutching his pillow to me. I thought I was a man but I’m just a scared kid who doesn't know anything about anything. Just pain and hollowness. He doesn't have a grove! How can he come back? I hug his pillow and I cry.

12:33 Succubus: I draw deep from him. He’s giving me all he has and demanding MORE! It drives my own lust wild and I continue my assault on his tight ass. I work us both into a frenzy and scream my passion into the night as my own load explodes, coating his insides and driving a second load from his tortured balls. Though it is just a dribble, no mortal has ever given me two loads in a battle before and it is clear why this soul has the power I need. A worthy meal indeed.

12:40 Legend_LumberJohn: I am kicked back into CRISP sanity…. The FOREST… has… rejected me! My eyes snap wide and the madness of this insanity makes me scream in pain and horror… I feel it all going… I know this feeling… my life is running out of me! My eyes snap to the boy… “...run…” is all I can hiss… I feel my heart fight to make one more beat… the pure strangeness of telling my heart to keep beating, like carrying rocks from the field. One more… good heart… now one more… One lapse of WILL will end my working heart and everything is lost.

12:43 Succubus: Gradually the flow of power subsides and I extract myself from my downed prey. Only the force of his will is keeping him going now and that cannot last long. But I have more interesting matters to attend to while I await my grand meal after this oaf expires.

12:45 Succubus: I eye the boy. Curled up on the bed sobbing, clutching a pillow. The look of hurt and betrayal on his face is almost enough to touch even my heart. Well, not really, but he’s pretty torn up. Perhaps he will thank me for ending this misery. “Come child. Surrender to my embrace. I can end your pain and show you pleasures of which you have never dreamed. Give to me willingly or I will take what I want and it will not be so easy.”

12:48 Daddy's_Boy: I hear the monster address me. Just for an instant I consider his offer. It hurts so much. I can’t unhear dad’s words “I surrender... fuck me ... use me... BITE me please.” And then a shout of “MORE” rang through my head. But the cold in the pit of my stomach is replaced by something else. RAGE. This is MY house. MY family. HE HAS TAKEN MY FAMILY! I’ve never known hate here in the grove and this is completely foreign to me. Maybe my life has been sheltered. But I look at this beast and my only desire is his death at any cost.

12:51 Daddy's_Boy: I know I can’t beat him hand to hand. I need a weapon. Something. But where? My eyes frantically scan the room. There are so few options! I’m scrambling back from the demon and terror starts to take over. My heart is a jackhammer in my chest as I’m inching along the wall. I glance to the door but instantly dismiss it. Too far! I reach the fireplace mantle. I see Joe’s ax but it's too high up and way too big for me. My hands scramble across the mantle and land on something cold and metallic with a thrum of magic. The moon witch’s ladle is suddenly in my hand. It feels so small, so insignificant against this beast but it's all I have and I set my feet.

12:52: Legend_LumberJohn: “BOY! Oh gawd and stars no…. BOY NO!”

12:53 Succubus: I see the change come over his face as the emotions play out. Dragging hate from one so innocent is a perfect ending to a perfect night. I slowly stalk the boy as he scrambles away. I can see his mind racing and his fear is intoxicating. And now the fun begins as I see he has decided to fight.

12:55 Legend_LumberJohn: I try to get up and my chest STABS in pain as my heart refuses to cooperate. I will my heart to beat and drop to the floor, exhausted and unable to stop him, watching this horror play out. He’s going to kill my boy. Fighting tears and losing that battle as I will my heart to beat again…

12:57 Daddy’s Boy: The demon follows me at a slow, leisurely pace. He’s toying with me. I should run. Every fiber of my being is screaming at me to make for the door. Even the look in Dad’s eyes is begging me to flee. But if I run now I’ll be running for the rest of my life and some things are worse than death. There's a fire in my chest and it burns more and more as the demon gets closer. I charge forward screaming my rage into the night and swing the ladle like the sad parody of a club, hitting the demon in the center of his broad chest.

12:58 NARRATOR_VOICE_PRIME: The ancient ladle in the hands of an innocent turns out to be more powerful than anyone suspected, maybe not even known to the Moon Witch herself. It hits the demon with burning pain! The Demon is hurt!

01:00 Succubus: He charges me. His warcry needs work but his heart is really in this. It's almost cute. He swings his little club at me and it takes me a second to realize what he holds in his hands, then PAIN! It BURNS! Cold iron hits me in my core and I shriek my pain into the night and stumble back. A circle of smoldering black on my muscled chest right between my pecs. A dull ache in the center of my very being. I am hurt. He...he hurt me? ME? A primal hiss escapes my lips as I stand and face this child. This prey that dares strike me. No one has ever dealt me a blow like this before; and, after I am done with this manlining, no one will ever dare to try again.

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11:22 MOON_WITCH: I feel the cauldron ring as if something made from the same iron shivered it like a bell. Someone brought my Ladle into the fight. I cast a glance at the waters and see the boy…. That BOY! He’s full of surprises! He hits the demon and I smile deep inside.

11:22 TWINKLE: “Oh! The boy is fighting off the Demon? Who is that boy? Did we ever find out?”

11:22 MOON_WITCH: I grind my three remaining teeth and regret the day I didn’t go to the REI for a normal camplight. That Frisney or Dizzy or … that movie making story teller, woshisname? He insisted all witches need a cute light source. I should roast his nuts for that! “No one told you to think OR talk! Just hold still!”

11:22 MOON_WITCH: I look in Mother’s book. She wrote these things down for such times. It seems she said the right Moon Witch can Turn the Moon if the situation is dire enough. So forcing the magic of change. Making a Grove? It will take three turns? Bah! My shoulder already aches… I slam the book closed and reach for the Moon. It’s easy enough, just put your hand up there and grab it, careful it’s cold. Wait, you should never mind that! It’s tricky.

11:22 MOON_WITCH: I grab the Moon and grip it tight. It’s like grabbing a dirty snowball. I put my back into it and turn! The phase down below goes to dark and then wanes LIGHT! And then back to dark…. I’m gasping from the effort. “Oh… that’s one!”

11:22 TWINKLE: “You’re turning the moon!”

11:22 MOON_WITCH: I grumble under my voice and remind myself after this I’m going to REI and getting a lantern…. I grip the Moon and Turn more…

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01:05 Legend_LumberJohn: The boy fights and I clutch my chest in pain. The fear of his death and the wretched pain in my heart fights me.... come on keep beating.. Good heart... He HITS the demon, I expected him to laugh but he falls away screaming in pain. My blood lurches ... I felt that... not pain but maybe elation. I fight for breath... how? My boy? How?

01:08 Daddy’s_Boy: The demon staggers away from my blow and I stumble, thrown off balance not expecting the blow to have any effect. I look at the simple ladle in my hand in amazement. I don’t know how that worked. I don’t care. Right now my hate of this monster is growing; my anger is a white hot fire. I can feel my pulse pounding in my ears. Inside my chest is blazing with an inner heat I’ve never felt before but it drives me forward and I strike again aiming for the demon’s foul, smirking head.

01:12 Succubus: The foolish child means to strike me again. He advances quickly but his anger makes him sloppy. He swings his little club like a wood cutter swinging an ax. The blow is easy to predict and easy to block. As he swings it around I backhand him, slamming him into the wall and his accursed toy clatters across the floor. “Enough! You are as stupid as your dad if you think you can beat me with that pathetic weapon child. And now you will taste my power and I will feed.” I begin to send waves of lust and pleasure into the boy’s supple young body. His cock immediately responded to my power in throbbing ecstasy. I could make him cum right now if I chose; but, oh no no no! This will take hours. I only hope the great bearded guardian can hold on long enough to watch it all.

01:14 Legend_LumberJohn: The boy fights more and swings at the Demon's head. I reel in horror watching the tool swept from his hands.... this will end now... I clutch my failing heart.... please ... keep going....

01:15 Daddy's_Boy: He hits me hard and I slam into the wall. Unnnnffffff. I see floating spots in my vision as I struggle to remain conscious. I look around frantically for the ladle but it's across the room. It might as well be back in the gorge for all the good it will do me now. Then I feel the waves of lust and my knees almost buckle. “Ooohhh...dad….I...I can't. It's too much!” And the burning rage in my chest heightens. The anger. The Rage. It's a wild fire...it...hurts. There’s something unnatural about it. These emotions...can they be mine? What’s happening to me?

01:18 Succubus: I hear him cry out and see the boy staggered. I glance at the downed guardian and see him desperately clinging to life. A helpless spectator to this macabre show. I stalk the boy as he struggles. Standing over him, ,my hard dick dripping precum in anticipation for the fun to come. I reach down and grab him by the throat and lift him to face me. I want him to look into my eyes as I feed from him.

01:22 Legend_LumberJohn: I see him drop and see his cock growing...My heart LURCHES in desire, a moment of shame and multiple fantasies....He's growing to be such a man and all that prime now being taken by this fucking Demon... he’s strangling my boy… no…. No….. I’m gasping... my heart seized and I lay back... I could nap a moment, just a nap. I'll wake up and help the boy clean... I know I'm lying to myself. I catch the desperation of my own will... and my heart BEATS more... more... have to hold on....

1:25: Daddy’s_Boy: I feel myself lifted by the throat, helpless in his grasp. I should feel fear or terror or remorse. Instead the rage in my chest kicks into overdrive at his touch. My head is screaming. I feel like my heart is going to burn a hole in my chest. Oh god it hurts! I can barely breathe. And then...I stop fighting it. I fall back into that rage, into the burning.

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11:22 MOON_WITCH: My grip on the moon is shifty and the slippery sands defy me but I turn the Moon! The dark of the Moon down below shines bright! And then dims again…. That’s two!

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1:27: NARRATOR_VOICE_PRIME: A light shines from the boy. He looks the demon directly in his eyes with no fear. He speaks, but the voice is not his own. This voice is husky and deep; a basso tone an octave lower than the boy’s pleasant baritone and it screams in rage and power. “HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME! YOU SHALL NOT TOUCH ME!”

01:32 Legend_LumberJohn: I watch with wide eyes….. Who is this boy? I was going to let him choose a name in time… one of his choosing. But I realize I have been raising something powerful… very powerful….

1:35: NARRATOR_VOICE_PRIME: The light grows in intensity. Both demon and guardian are transfixed as raw power radiates through the room raising the internal temperature of the humble cabin by 10 degrees. The boy's sweet face is twisted into a parody of itself, bent to rage in a way John could never imagine. Such primal emotion looks completely alien on one so innocent.

1:38: NARRATOR_VOICE_PRIME: The power builds to a crescendo of heat and sound and fury and then a burst of white light erupts in a sonic boom centered on the demon and the force of the blast propels him through the wall of the cabin. Wood splintering as the entire cabin shakes violently. John’s ears ring from the concussive force of the blow. The boy stands still...then sways...and silently falls to the floor unmoving.

1:42: Succubus: The raw power! I...I can’t move. His gaze holds me in a way no other has. What is this creature? He burns me! And then I see only white light and can only feel searing pain over every part of my body as I am FLYING painfully through the night and blessedly away from this child. I ROLL across the ground and land on the cool earth on my back, chest heaving.

1:44 Legend_LumberJohn: I see white light burning through my eyes. It passes and the remains of the sound rumble away… I look and see the wall of the front of the house is sundered and blown out. The boy is on the floor, naked from his sleep, unmoving. OK HEART…. I put all pain and worry aside and pull a foot closer to the boy… OHHHHhhh that hurts….My face lands on the floor and I’m soaking in sweat, my eyes spinning from exhaustion. I caint move another inch… I keep working to stay alive… I see him moving … slowly….

1:47 Daddy’s_Boy: Darkness. I don’t know how long it's been. Was I asleep? I feel so heavy. I'm so tired. I’m on the floor. How’d I get here? My head is jumbled but images come back to me. The demon! Dad screaming MORE! The ladle. Burning heat….then? Then nothing. I lift my head up to look around and it's like someone stuffed it full of sheared wool. I stare at the jagged opening in the cabin wall and I can’t imagine what could have done such a thing. I just want to lay back down on the cool floor and sleep. Then it hits me. Dad! Oh no no no.

1:49 Daddy's_Boy: I see him. Face down on the floor unmoving. I scramble to his side and heave to roll him over. His naked body was shining with sweat. So heavy! I cradle his head in my lap. Dad! Are you OK? Please be OK! Come on big guy you’re OK! Just get up.

1:55: Legend_LumberJohn: I open my eyes and see the boy. The half light of night shading his face, oh what a handsome man he is.. I smile, blood trickling from my mouth. “OH… you’re….” I cough and gasp… “I’m so… proud of you…” holding Boy’s hand. "What would I call a man... like you?” holding you the best I can. I can feel my heart. Over the years I have grown to know what those last 5 beats feel like…. And there goes one… four left….

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11:22 MOON_WITCH: My grip on the moon starts faltering, and I am sooo tired already from the workings of this night. I TURN the moon with all my might. The resistance of worlds defying me, but I am the Moon Witch. I will bring John a Grove. I feel the wish coming Manifest and of what a nice place, by his river, in view of the house…. It will be amazing… it will be… Crackkkkkk! BOOOM!

11:22 MOON_WITCH: My eyes fix open! The land falls to night darkness, only lit by stars. The moon’s broken pieces lay in my hand, grey and dull, shining no light, and powering no magik. Ever. Maybe never again!

11:23 TWINKLE: “Mistress… you broke the Moon!” I had to speak in spite of irritation. “I don’t feel well….”

11:24 NARRATOR_VOICE_PRIME: That one mistake proved to have dire consequences. Twinkle flickered out and fell to gloomy darkness. The Moon Witch herself was plunged into darkness on her windy crag. Now in her possession, Tears of a Legend, a broken Moon, and a failed oath to find John a Grove. She sank to her knees holding the remains of her Precious Moon.

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1:58 Daddy’s_Boy: My heart is breaking. I know death. I’ve seen more than my fair share. I realize he’s holding on for me and I have to let him go. Love hurts that way sometimes but you bear that pain with honor and hold it close to your heart forever. It's the least you can do. I run my hand lovingly over his gray beard, ruined in the battle but my heart still hitches at the sight of his handsome face. My voice catches in my throat. I’ve thought about a name of course but I’ve never chosen one. I knew the day would come when one would just feel right to me but now I know I have to choose. To honor this last request as he slips into final death. And then it comes almost unbidden to my lips and I blurt out “Jericho!” and it just feels….right somehow.

2:00 Legend_LumberJohn: I hear his name, and it’s like his voice drops a note. Jericho! My boy Jericho. I’m not the boy’s true father. We could never find that man. I feel my heart thump…. Three left. I watch your face beam in the dark as you tell me that fine man’s name. I hold your hand and a harsh cough rips my chest, and blood laces my mouth…. THUMP…. Ohhh it takes forever to die and so long to live. “Go see.. Luna. Do it. Tell her what happened.” THUMP….I hold on….. One more…..

Thump….

2:03 Daddy’s_Boy: I hold him close. I feel his great heart laboring. I can barely get my arms around his muscled chest. He charges me to go find Luna and I tearfully agree. “It's OK dad. Just rest. You can let go. I love you.” I feel his great heart beat one last time and it stills as his final breath escapes. There is no magic, no leaves, no fading into the air. Just the body of a legend and my deepest love unmoving and at peace finally. I bury my face in what remains of his beard and sob.

2:05 Succubus: It takes me a few long minutes to stand. So much power! I must be wary of the child until I know more of what he is. But the big man’s soul! I can feel the guardian fading. I must be near if I am to claim it but I am too late. I can feel a hush over the entire forest as he passes. It's like a sunset after a long day. The trees and creatures mourn and I howl my frustrations to the moon and stars as my grand meal escapes out of my reach forever. Moon? Where has it gone off to? I sense the dire price of the day and shiver with delight. Where is the Moon, indeed? I look deeply. No, it’s gone. I smile. All is not lost, there are other meals to be had. I am a patient thing. Time is on my side and I will have my day. Until then, I will enjoy this dark dark night.

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This is a fable of lust for the male body, love of old time legends, and love of the people reading. Proudly an Atlas Production.

Published: 2021-06-11, viewed 123 times.