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Shaun's cock thrust into her from behind, and Naia's tongue lolled from her mouth in blissful ecstasy. Yes... oh yes, this was exactly what she needed.

Her third night with Shaun had seen her stealing into his dreams once more, returning to the same world they'd populated in his last dream. But this time, instead of being a cute, hat-wearing mute, Naia instead found herself taking the sultry, vixen-like form of a young woman with obsidian-colored hair draped over her shoulder, gently tapering to ashen tips. She wore a school uniform consisting of a sleek black jacket over a plaid skirt of interlocking grays. Her nails were painted a soft cherry color, and her face wore nothing except a perpetual smirk.

Last time, she had been "Neo." This time, the dream helpfully supplied her with a new name: Cinder Fall.

Shaun had not taken the form of another character from the show this time around, instead appearing as himself: lithe and lean with a runner's build, a mop of sandy hair atop his head. In the dream, he'd been a student who had stumbled onto "Cinder's" nefarious plots, and she (that was to say, Naia) had placated him with an offer of sex.

Naturally, he hadn't turned her down.

His cock rammed into her again and Naia purred. She reached forward to cradle her belly. Oh yes--she was pregnant once more, and the dream was insistent the children were Shaun's. How had it happened? Who cared? This was dream logic, and the more she indulged him, the more of his precious, precious seed she would steal back. He was quite productive, and she couldn't wait to show him off to her compatriots back home. How'd they gnash their teeth, and Naia would tilt her head back and giggle at their misfortune.

"Touch me, lover," she purred, and with a grunt, Shaun reached around to knead one of her milky tits through her shirt. The tender lusciousness rolled through her like a wind stirring the leaves. Now this was living.

She chuckled in Cinder's voice and delighted in the luxurious sound of it, rich like dark chocolate. Of all the forms she'd taken in Shaun's dream, this was her favorite by far. The Gym Leader had been a bit sassy, and Neo was certainly no saint, but Cinder? Naia could feel the character's malice pulsing through her like her own heartbeat. This was a form that was not too far from home. She wouldn't mind assuming it more frequently, perhaps under a glamour in the waking world...

"God," Shaun grunted behind her. "You're such a good lay."

"I should be," Naia said, a laugh rolling out of her. What succubus worth her stripes would be deficient in sex, of all things?

"I love the way your belly curves with children," he panted. He punctuated his praise with a particularly worshipful thrust.

Naia cooed, the bliss threading through her in response. "Tell me more."

"I love the way your voice tickles my ear," he said, thrusting again and drawing a wracking shudder from her.

"More."

"I love--" He panted, and she felt his cock pulsing, he was so close! "--the--the sense of knocking up and dominating such a bad, bad girl!"

His cum flooded into her and she shuddered, knowing that in the waking world, their bodies would be undergoing similar coitus. All part of a demon's work.

And he enjoyed rutting villainesses like this Cinder Fall? How adorable. "If only you knew," she breathed, "how bad a girl I really was."

She felt his trembling subside as he completed his orgasm. He leaned in close, his voice tickling her ear:

"Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea... succubus."

The word hung high in the air, just long enough for surprise to lance through every aspect of Naia's being, before Shaun waved a hand covered in violet flame.

Suddenly Naia lurched as she was launched out of the dream with an immense tug, hurtling down a passageway of the mindscape until--

With a grunt and an oof, she was plopped unceremoniously down onto the floor of Shaun's dorm room. Around her, slowly glowing to life, was the eerie glare of a pre-drawn sealing circle, the kind perfectly made to cage and tether demons like her.

Grunting, Naia tried to stand, and nearly toppled over with surprise. Her weight was off-balance. Glancing down, she paled to realize that her body hadn't returned to its normal busty, demonic form. Instead, she had somehow hurtled back into reality still shaped as Cinder Fall. No longer heavily pregnant, but still locked in another form. This wasn't... this wasn't right at all!

She tried to shapechange back into normal, but found that her magic wouldn't follow her orders. The sealing circle around her burned even brighter when she tried, and she gulped.

Nearby, on the bed, Shaun--the real Shaun--was stirring. He rose up, sleeping in nothing but a fresh pair of boxer shorts, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking smugly at her.

"Well," he said, "I always heard that demons were greedy, but I never heard they were foolhardy."

"Let me out of here, mortal," Naia snarled. "Or I'll--!"

"You'll what?" he smirked. "If you had real power, you wouldn't have hunted me in my sleep."

He rose, glancing at his window. "The ward I set up the first night was half-assed, admittedly. I hadn't really thought I'd be under attack. But really, demon, did you think I wouldn't notice on rising in the morning that it had been unwoven? That, coupled with... erm, the enjoyability of the previous night's dream made it obvious a succubus had been at me." He shook his head. "That night, you stole my seed, fair and square. Had you not been so fucking greedy, you probably could have gotten away with it. But then, you came back the next night. Were you really not suspicious that I hadn't applied another ward? I was trying to see if my assailant would get careless."

He leaned down, resting his chin on his fist, his elbow on his knee, and took in Naia's scowling visage, way she was trapped within the smoldering, angry façade of one of his favorite villainesses. "You took the bait, of course, and for night three, I set a trap--and here you are."

"Fine," Naia spat. "Fine, you won, you defeated me." She had entirely underestimated Shaun--he hadn't been a low-level practitioner at all, merely busy and perhaps a bit sloppy with the first night's ward. "What do you want? Riches? Power? Ask and I will provide them to you."

He laughed. "What I want? What I want is right here." He nodded at her stomach, which just moments ago had been heavy with pregnancy. "The wonders of magic, eh? Those children who originated in my dreams..." An impish look alighted in his eyes. "I have to say, I think you'd look better if they were inside of you again."

Naia's eyes widened with shock as he waved his hand, whispering a spell. "You can't," she growled. "I won't let you!"

He ignored her pointless protestations and then she was filled with children.

Naia grunted and groaned, feeling herself filling out suddenly, packed full of young. All the children from her past three nights with Shaun were suddenly apparating inside of her womb. She hissed, taking her lower lip between her teeth, as she suddenly felt herself growing, growing. Her body--or, that was to say, Cinder's body--grew steadily with each additional child, quickly eclipsing the size any mortal woman could have borne.

Of course, shapeshifted or not, she was still a succubus--but even demons had their limits. Naia gasped as her belly shredded her uniform to ribbons, the clothing unable to hold back her massiveness. For a moment, she was left exposed in lingerie of soft grey lace, her bra attempting to hold back her massively growing chest and her panties on full display. But then even more children surged into Naia and she groaned, feeling even the lingerie give way.

Her tits plumped up even more, going into overdrive to produce milk for all her forthcoming children. She winced as she felt her nipples give, streams of milk dribbling down her breasts to pool at the spot where her chest met her belly.

But unlike her tits, there was no way for her belly to give. She felt herself straining, groaning, being pushed to her uttermost brink--and then pushed even farther.

Yet there were still more kids to go.

I can't hold them all, she realized, suddenly terrified. It's too much, it'll be too full. He's going to pop me!

"P-please," she whimpered, feeling herself grow even riper. It wouldn't be long now. "P-please, don't pop me!"

"Why shouldn't I?" Shaun said lazily, his hand still glowing with power. "Wouldn't that be your just desserts, considering the way you prey on innocent mages around the world? Using me like your own personal semen factory?"

By now she was too tight to speak, and could only squeak in protest. Her belly was a vivid, burning pink, showing off the strain. It was coming--it was--!

But then, suddenly, relief. She didn't reduce in size, but suddenly her body was able to handle her packed womb. Eying sideways, Naia saw that the magic playing about Shaun's hand had shifted in color. He was supporting her with his magic, then.

"You wanted to make a deal, yes?" he said. "Well then, here's my deal. I use my magic to keep you from overloading yourself with that huge litter you've got packed in there. And I get to keep my kids--because they are mine, after all--to finally get my family off my back about giving them heirs. And in the meantime, you hold that shape I like so much--and at night, show me exactly what a succubus can do."

Naia panted, still too heavy to speak. She wanted to glower at him. What he was offering her was humiliating! If the other succubi learned that she'd been tamed by this mortal mage, turned into his glorified broodmare, and forced to waddle around pregnant and service him every night? She'd be an utter laughingstock!

But there was nothing to it, she realized. She'd been outplayed. She'd underestimated her prey and now he'd turned the tables.

Realizing she had no choice, Naia nodded, and the sealing circle chimed with magic power; a deal made. It faded away and, Shaun's magic buoying her, she slowly hoisted herself up. She was enormous, packing at least a full dozen kids in her tight womb, and Shaun slid off the bed to rub his hands along her belly.

She gasped at the tight sensation, the sheer overwhelming presence of it all. The stimulation was incredible...

His hands reached her tits and cupped them, slowly kneading one and drawing a moan from her as more milk was teased out.

"Oh yes," Shaun said. She couldn't see his loins under her huge belly, but she could imagine that he was already sporting an erection once more. "We're going to have fun for the next little bit."

Naia rolled back into the pleasure of his attentions and resigned herself to it. If she was stuck in this deal, there was no reason not to enjoy it. And besides, succubi were notoriously easy to please.