The last of the commissions I had from EveAra, but hopefully not The last, as I still dream of being able to have her create more wonderful images of Thetral.
And also once again, the story that goes along, imagine happening in the "Early Days" of Thetral, when she was more primal and carnal with her desires....
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The dark and powerful Thetral slumbered, but fitfully. An enticing aroma on the wind enticed her bit by bit from the deeper levels of sleep. Food?

Her nostrils flared as she twitched and stirred from her restful state. Of course it was food!

She awoke, rolling off of her stony throne in one fluid movement. In more bountiful times, she would be content to let her quarry make its way to her to present itself formally and await her judgement. Always in control, she would even feign boredom as her meals endeavored desperately to service every last one of her needs, the pheromones rolling off her body all she needed to enrapture her guests and lure them forth to worship her. But she was far too hungry this evening for the usual pleasantries. It was unbecoming to let her needfulness grip her so, but it seemed the young succubus was not to be burdened by such decorum when faced with the full onslaught of hungers left unchecked for far too long.

Thetral peeked out of the entrance of her cave, pupils constricting slightly as the last glow of the day fell upon her eyes, to behold a garishly green lizard-man cringing his way up the path, tail whipping about nervously, looking every direction but the one he was headed towards.

"Hello," Thetral purred, causing the lizard to startle with a croaking yelp. She wasted no time, swiping forth her thickly muscled arm to grab her brightly colored prize. "Come in, its a bit chilly out here," she continued with a grin, the whimpering lizard tucked under her arm.

Back in the dark confines of her cave, she plopped her new friend down onto the floor and stood before him, arms folded.

"What is your name, little one?"

"Z-ziz" he mumbled, pathetically trying to avoid looking at Thetral's rather impressive set of balls, which was a difficult task as they were swinging just a couple feet from his flushed face.

"Now Ziz," Thetral rumbled with slight amusement, "Have you never seen a succubus before?" She spread her arms wide, displaying herself.

"Nnnn-" Ziz squeaked.

"Shhh~" Thetral panted wickedly, trying not to drool. "I will show you. You will get to know me very well. "

She advanced upon the lizard, who made a move to flinch, but suddenly decided against it. Instead, he reached out, and caressed the dark muscular curve of the succubus' thigh, finally finding his nerves. Thetral's arousal ignited itself upon the gentle contact, her clit swelling to a proud length. The thick smell of her sex was like a warm embrace to the diminutive lizard, cementing his complete and utter submission to her as it permeated his awareness.

Thetral however, was still struggling. As she pulled Ziz closer, the urge to jam him straight into her cunny was driving her wild but she had other desires to quench first, before her companion slipped irretrievably inside of her. She let him nuzzle upon her dark, throbbing cuntlips, while she made herself busy positioning her tail just right. It snaked around down the lizard's lithe body, her phallic tailtip coming to kiss the crown of Ziz's cock. With a wet slurp she en-sheathed the entire thing, eliciting a hiss from the surprised reptile.

The succubus reached down, and tapped the lizard's snout with her fattened clit, reminding him that he had a job to do. With a brief flicker of apology in his eyes he got down to business, slathering Thetral's exposed bits with his sticky saliva, his nimble tongue slipping down and around the base of the clit, hitting all the most sensitive spots under the hood.

Thetral sighed, her carnal itches being scratched as they worked each other, her tailcock pumping the lizard for all he was worth, and he in turn receiving a bounty of juices on his chest and arms, dribbling from deep within the succubus. All too quickly, he seized up as her suckling tail drove him to orgasm. The greedy appendage tightened and rippled even as he swelled, the immense suction pulling all it could from him in a series of powerful gulps, emptying his balls in a matter of seconds. A delicious contribution to the succubus, but to her, it was not much more than a leaf is to a raging bonfire.

Ziz moaned deeply, and fell slightly limp, his performance on Thetral falling a bit short as her clit slipped out of his trembling mouth. It was of no matter, however. She was prepared to finish this. Laughing, she positioned herself over the dazed lizard, grinding the warm folds at her crotch onto his face. "Come, Ziz, I will take all of you and you shall satisfy me yet!"

Ziz responded by bracing himself as the ravenous succubus descended upon him, making it easier for her to glide down. She marveled at the nearly instinctual way he reacted to her, knowing that his tribe must have coached him well to be received by the succubus. Later, she would remember this, and grant his people the according privileges, but now she was just grateful her meal was being so delightfully cooperative. There was nothing to stop her from consuming him utterly.

Thetral grunted with exertion as she pressed down on his shoulders, the one part of his girth substantial enough to stretch the succubus wide. Her tongue lolled out just a little, her eyes a hazed with pleasured preoccupation as she gained inch by inch, the lizard's feet scrabbling on gravelly cave floor as he did his best to push.

As she enveloped Ziz to his elbows, her hungry tunnel began to spasm in earnest. His soft scales were thoroughly slicked by the gushing juices as the widest part of him became wedged deep inside her squishy confines. His skin felt sinfully nice, much different than the soggy fur she usually had to deal with. The lubricated lizard wiggled,unable to do much else as his feet left the ground. His erection flared on, even though he had nothing left to ejaculate, even as he was reduced to a mere dildo for her selfish pleasure.

Thetral was rapidly losing patience. She needed him inside NOW. She rolled onto her back and reached down as best as she could in spite of her swelling stomach, grabbing his thighs with one set of arms, and groping herself with her other hands. She ground her teeth together, stroking her clit in a mad frenzy, making her way to climax.

The intense waves of pleasure deepened and widened her passages as she came- with one single slurp, Ziz's thighs disappeared, a cascade of juices raining upon his thighs, the nest spasm taking most of his calves, leaving nothing but his flicking tail-tip and curling toes.

Thetral flopped back, letting the throbbing motions of her vagina take the rest of him in, her balls and thighs soaked and dripping with her own femcum. Her belly was nice and round now, the lumps of Ziz's form making themselves apparent as he arranged himself beneath the dark sheen of her skin. Inside he would soon be learning what it truly meant to serve a succubus. Even though he thought he had nothing left to give, her digestive juices would sink into his flesh, transforming him, and he would cum and cum inside of her until there was nothing left of him but a mushy sack of goo, easily absorbed. He would replenish her reserves of cum and then some, filling her up, becoming part of the amazing body that had intimidated him so.

The succubus slapped her fattened belly gently, childishly enjoying the jiggle. Now that Ziz was inside with no hope of escape she could drop any and all pretenses she had, awkwardly sprawling on the floor in an ungainly manner. Someday, she might have a cadre of devoted servants to lick her clean and extend her entertainments deep into the night, but for now, she was satisfied enough, and that is all a succubus can ever hope for!

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