Careful What You Wish For!

"You sure you have everything, honey?" Abaraxes asked, hovering in the air beside the door. 

"Yes." Ashley nodded, shouldering his backpack. He was still blushing from the shower. Why had she insisted on coming in with him? And then spending all that time telling him exactly how to wash himself. So embarrassing. 

"And your lunch?" The succubus cooed. 

"I've got it." The young warlock sighed. Ham sandwiches on dry bread. All Mum had left him in the fridge of course. 

"Good boy." Abaraxes smiled. Ashley shivered, his dick twitching inside his pants at just those two words in her sexy voice. "Ah, looks like the bus is coming. I can smell the sea of teenage hormones already. Now, it's best if I keep my distance from the rest of the herd or else things might get a little too hot and steamy. You just get on like usual, and I'll be following a little way behind. We'll meet up again at your school, alright?" 

Ashley nodded, glancing away so she wouldn't see his disappointed pout. It had only been a few hours but he'd gotten used to having the beautiful succubus around. Taking a calming breath, he opened the door and stepped out into the ugly, ratty lawn outside his house. Usually just the thought of another awful day in school made him sick with nerves, but not this time. He had a plan today and he had the demon he'd summoned helping him. Just knowing she was going to be with him made it so much easier to bear. 

Abaraxes followed on hoofed feet, her wide hips swaying with every step. Ashley blushed even hotter at the sight of this gorgeous woman stepping out his house wearing almost nothing. What would the guys who beat him up and called him a fag think if they could see her? They'd all be so jealous!

The young warlock hurriedly locked the door behind her and then ran for the bus. It was already pulling to a halt outside his house and he knew from bitter experience the driver wouldn't wait for the likes of him. As the doors swung open he saw Abaraxes take to the air behind him with a beat of her black wings. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped up onto the bus. 

The driver didn't even look at him, shutting the doors so quick they almost smacked him in the butt. Ashley ducked down and hunched his shoulders as he stepped up the stairs, eager not to draw any attention to himself. Everyone who took the bus was poor like him, so the worst of his bullies weren't here but that didn't mean some of the tougher guys wouldn't take a kick or two at the school's punching bag. 

Thankfully he was able to slip into his usual seat near the front without getting hit. The young warlock slipped his backpack onto his lap and lent against the window, watching as his Mum's ugly little house disappeared behind the bus. He couldn't see Abaraxes, so he guessed she was following somewhere higher up. It must be so awesome flying like she did. And her wings were just as beautiful as the rest of her, sleek and black and somehow perfectly feminine. He sighed softly as the bus stopped and a pair of pretty girls he didn't know got on, chatting to each other and giggling.  

Okay, time to get his head in the game. He'd be seeing Cathy again soon and he needed to think about how he was going to get the girl of his dreams to notice him. Just like Abaraxes had told him, he'd worn one of his nicer outfits, tight jeans, brown shoes and a pale blue collared shirt under his winter jacket. He just hoped it would help. The succubus needed him to talk to Cathy for their plan to work, and the way things were going between them he wasn't sure she'd even look at him when he tried. 

Something cold suddenly trickled over the top of his head. He flinched back, gasping as freezing liquid flowed down the back of his shirt. A sharp squeak of shock escaped his throat before he could stop it and the rough laughter from the chair behind him made the young warlock wince. Don't react, he told himself silently, biting on his lip. They wanted him to react. If he did anything it would just get worse. 

Ashley sat there stiff as what felt like a whole bottle of cold water was slowly dumped on his head. The bus stopped and started, girls and guys walking past him without even looking at him. Of course they had to notice what was going on, but no-one cared. Soon the whole back of his nice shirt was soaked. His cheeks were hot and tears stung in his eyes. 

This was so pathetic. He'd summoned a demon, all by himself, and now he couldn't even stop these assholes from pouring water on him. Maybe he really should have read more of the Librum Maleficum. There was sure to be something in there to blast them away or curse them until their dicks fell off. 

The bus pulled to a stop outside the school, wheels squealing. Ashley leapt up, sniffling as he grabbed his bag and went for the door. It didn't even matter who the bullies were. Everyone here hated him anyway. If he looked back they'd know they'd got to him. He just wished it didn't make him feel so pathetic and stupid. 

He got off fast enough to avoid another kicking, and scurried away round the back of the bus before anyone else could notice him. For a boy like him, that was the best case scenario, get through the day without anyone noticing him. He'd tried everything else, standing up to the bullies, telling the teachers, trying to act tough, they'd all just ended the same way, him face-down in the dirt getting the tar kicked out of him. It was easier just to hide as much as he could. 

"Oh sweetheart, you're all wet. What happened?" He almost jumped out of his skin at the low purr next to his ear. Abaraxes! The succubus was standing just beside him somehow. He hadn't even noticed her land. 

"Nothing." The young warlock glanced down, biting his lip. "Some guys spilled their water." Her golden eyes narrowed slightly, but she kept quiet, her wings beating silently behind her. "Let's just go inside." He sniffled, fighting the guilt churning in his insides. Why did her looking disappointed make him feel like this? He barely even knew her! 

He joined the middle of the pack of students heading towards the doors. Abaraxes followed with her usual sensual swaying of hips. It felt so surreal having this tall, gorgeous woman so close to him, walking among the chattering girls and guys of his school with her wings and tail out behind her. Stranger still, they all made space for her, letting her through the crowd where he had to fight for every step, but none of them even saw her. Every guy here would have been drooling if they had, and half the girls too probably. 

Ashley made it to his locker without anything else going wrong, a good enough start to the day. Abaraxes stood beside him as he unlocked it, and it was a struggle to look and act normal with her massive boobs right there in his face. The succubus seemed utterly uninterested in the other students rushing about on the way to classes. Instead, her golden gaze stayed fixed on him, watching his every move as he grabbed the textbooks he'd need for his classes. 

"Oh, hey Mike." The young warlock stammered, his voice tiny and pathetic. His guts curdled with an awful mixture of terror and vicious hatred towards the guy who'd helped make the past two years a living hell. 

"Don't fucking talk to me." Another hard slap that made his head spin. He shrank against his locker, watching miserably as the bully pulled books out the locker next to his own. What had he done to deserve having this asshole who hated him there? At least if it had been almost anyone else they'd have just ignored him. "Little creep!" Mike snarled, shoving him hard with a shoulder. Ashley was sent sprawling, books spilling from his bag as he hit the ground. "I see you staring at me again like that, and I'll break your fucking legs." The bully snapped. He stepped past the young warlock, kicking out with a foot. It caught Ashley in the stomach, driving the air from his lungs. Then Mike just strode away down the corridor. 

Ashley coughed and sputtered, struggling back up onto his knees. Other students flooded past on their way to classes, ignoring him even as he gasped for air. Fuck! He shuddered with bitter frustration. Again again again! Every fucking day! Could they not leave him alone for just five fucking minutes! Tears in his eyes, he grabbed for his bags. Books everywhere, of course. Now he was going to be late for class, again, and he'd walk in with everyone staring at him! 

"He wants to fuck, you know." Abaraxes sighed suddenly. The succubus was sitting in the air again, staring down at him with her head cocked to one side. Ashley's mouth dropped open. He couldn't even reply. Surely he'd misheard her? "The big boy, he wants to fuck you." The demon repeated.

"What?" 

"He bullies you a lot, right? Usually physically?" The succubus murmured, her wings beating slowly behind her. "That's because he doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Repressed homosexuality. Common enough among males of your age, and very, very dull. Call his bluff next time, sweetheart. Tell him you know he wants you gagging on his dick." 

"I can't do that!" Ashley gasped. 

"Why not?" She actually seemed confused. "It'll destroy his whole world. He wants it so badly. I can smell the lust on him when he looks at you. Yet his ridiculous masculine pride won't allow him to indulge. It's a weakness, one you should exploit. Get him alone, offer to suck him off. He'll give in to the temptation and you'll have the big idiot in the palm of your hand." 

"I'm not gay!" Ashley stammered, blushing furiously. He glanced around frantically, hoping that no-one heard him talking to thin air. 

"Shame." The succubus purred, a flicker of something cold passing through her eyes. "He has a nice, big cock, you know. I'd have liked to see you choking on it, honey." 

"I have to get to class." Ashley slammed his locker shut and darted away from the demon. He was panting hard, horrified at what he'd just heard. Why did she say those awful things? He thought she was nice and...and helpful! His cheeks were flushed red-hot. The way she spoke, that sultry purr, like...sucking dick was something amazing. He'd felt himself responding too, his heart beating just a little faster. What the fuck was wrong with him? 

He was still blushing furiously when he stepped into the classroom, late of course. After the usual telling off from his teacher, the young warlock scurried to his desk at the back. He kept his head low, not wanting to face the scornful, mocking stares of his classmates. 

As the teacher started droning on again, Ashley flipped open his notebook and tried to look like he was paying attention. Scrawled in the margins around were his usual doodles. Pentagrams and swords and imaginary demons, covering every spare inch of paper. Even before finding the Librum Maleficum, he'd been obsessed with magic and the occult. It was a fantasy, an escape from the boredom and annoyance of his everyday life. Then he'd found that weird old book in the pawn shop and summoned himself a real demon, and suddenly it wasn't a fantasy at all anymore. 

Abaraxes. He glanced up, looking for the succubus. She hadn’t followed him. She’d stayed outside the classroom. Had he managed to upset her? Of course he had. The demon had been trying to help him, the only way she knew how. She was a succubus, of course she'd suggested sex as the solution to his problems. Instead of thanking her, he’d run away like a coward without even trying to explain himself. 

The young warlock bit his lip hard. He was such an idiot. What if she didn't want to help him anymore? This was his last chance to fix things with Cathy. He'd tried everything else. Even worse, Abaraxes had been really nice and helpful. It made him feel so guilty and stupid, knowing he'd made her angry. 

The rest of the lesson dragged on with him barely paying attention. Thankfully the teacher didn't pay him anymore mind than most of the school did. Why would she? He was an average student, and careful to keep it that way. Sure, he could do better in all his tests, maybe even top the class if he tried really hard, but what would be the point? Everyone would just hate him even more for daring to show them up. 

When the bell rang and the teacher dismissed everyone, he stayed in his seat, pretending to fumble with his notebook. Better to wait until the others were out the classroom, no matter how much he wanted to see Abaraxes and apologise. If he joined the rest of them, he'd just get slapped around in the corridor or something. 

When everyone else had left, he scrambled to his feet and went for the door. The teacher looked at him in shock as he scurried past, like she hadn't even noticed he was still in the room. Abaraxes was still nowhere to be seen when he dashed through the corridors outside, and by the time he reached his next class he was starting to panic. 

It wasn't until lunch-break that the young warlock finally saw his summoned succubus again and by then he was almost in tears, convinced he'd somehow fucked things up with her the way he did everyone else. He shuffled out of Maths class once everyone else had left, his gaze on the floor and his lip trembling. He was so dumb! So stupid! She'd been nothing but nice to him and he'd fucked up like an idiot, again! She'd ran away from him, just like everyone else did! 

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" The demon's voice in his ear, sounding like smooth honey. 

"Abaraxes!" Ashley squealed in shock. She was hovering right there in the corridor, her wings silently beating behind her. He glanced frantically around, hoping no-one had heard his embarassingly high-pitched scream. Luckily the corridor was almost empty. "Oh...um, nothing.' The young warlock stammered, wiping the tears from his eyes. 

"Did you think I'd abandoned you?" She asked gently. Ashley bit his lip, swallowing the lie that was already halfway up his throat. The way she was looking at him, those golden eyes so soft and understanding. It felt wrong to lie to her. 

"Yeah...um, maybe." He admitted, glancing at his feet. "I just thought because I didn't listen to you..." He tailed off. 

"Oh, you poor dear." The succubus cooed. She drifted closer to him, her perfect body just inches from his. Ashley swallowed, unable to stop his gaze from settling on her massive tits. "I won't leave you, honey, not until our deal is done." She murmured in his ear. The young warlock sniffled hoarsely, something about those words making his heart really hurt. "I'll fix things up with Cathy just right, but you have to listen to me from now on. Do you understand that, sweetheart?" 

"Yes." Ashley whispered, hardly trusting his own voice. Why the fuck was he almost crying? How pathetic was he? He rubbed his eyes frantically and tried to straighten and look a little more manly. 

"Good boy." She purred. The young warlock stiffened, blushing faintly as those two words made his dick throb. "Now, why don't we go find this lucky lady of yours so we can get started on charming the pants off her." 

"Okay!" Ashley nodded, trying to sound as brave as he could. The thought of trying to talk to Cathy again made him very anxious, but he had Abaraxes with him now, so he had to do things right! "This way, her locker's just down the hall." 

He strode away down the corridor, Abaraxes hovering at his shoulder. With the succubus at his side, he felt a little braver, and when no-one bothered him for once he knew she had to helping somehow. 

Then they turned a corner, and he found himself staring down the corridor at the girl he'd been in love with since he was five. Cathy was gorgeous, tall and slender with long, long legs toned by years of hockey and volleyball. She'd cut her sleek, black hair quite short recently, Ashley thought they called it a pixie cut, and even though he'd preferred it long he had to admit he liked how the new look framed her face. In short, she was the most beautiful girl he knew. 

"I can tell by how you're gawping that she's the one." Abaraxes drawled. Ashley swallowed, tearing his gaze from Cathy to look at the succubus. She had her arms crossed over her massive chest, and almost looked a little annoyed at him. Why though?

"Yeah, that's her." He replied, turning back to Cathy. She was reaching up to her locker now, and her thin top rolled up to reveal a sliver of toned waist. Ashley shivered, drinking in the delicious glimpse of pale skin. 

"Okay, just stay here drooling and I'll watch her for a couple minutes." The gorgeous succubus sighed. "That should give me some of what I need." Ashley nodded, just staring dumbly at his love. He watched her as she turned to talk to one of her friends, his hungry gaze creeping down to her gorgeous ass. She was wearing these lovely tight jeans today. "Fuck, we may have a slight problem." Abaraxes said suddenly.

"What?" The young warlock shook his head, struggling to clear it. 

"Bad news, cherry pie." The succubus was staring down at him, her full lips fixed into a thin line. "Your lady's playing for the other team." Ashley frowned, not understanding. "She's a lesbian." Abaraxes explained. The young warlock froze. No, there was no way. He'd been her best friend for over ten years. She'd have told him, he'd have noticed something! 

"No, she's not." He snapped. Abaraxes stiffened, and when her eyebrow flickered up he felt a cold pit of guilt settle in his stomach. He shrunk back into the wall, pinned under her cold, golden eyes. "Sorry." He whispered, his throat suddenly tight. 

"That's okay, honey." She softened, the frown fading from her perfect face like it had never been. Ashley gasped in relief, suddenly able to breathe again. "Remember what I told you though, rule number one is to always listen to me. I know best about these things, you got that?" He nodded frantically. "And we can add don't you ever lose you temper with me again. That's rule number two." The succubus continued. "I'm here to help you, so I want no more snapping or bitching, okay?"

"Yes." Ashley glanced down as she kept scolding him. The way she was talking, staring down at him and telling him what to do, it was making his belly flutter in all these weird ways, and now he was blushing too! He hoped she didn't notice, even as his cheeks burned away. 

"Just in case you're naughty and still don't believe me, watch your crush now." Abaraxes pointed down the corridor with a single clawed finger. Ashley raised his head and froze against the wall. Mike was coming down the corridor, smirking and swaggering. He gave Cathy a long, disgusting leer as he passed, clearly staring at her ass, but she was talking to her friend and didn't even seem to notice him. Ashley shrank back as his bully kept coming, but the massive brute turned down another way without seeing them. "See that?" The succubus continued. "Big dick McMuscles walks past, and not even a backward glance. She doesn't like men, okay?" 

"That's just because she's sweet and kind, and she looks for something other than mean jocks!" Ashley protested. 

"You just keep telling yourself that, sweetheart, long as you like." Abaraxes sneered, like he'd just said something really dumb. The young warlock's mouth snapped shut and he blushed again. Why did part of him like that? "Look again." The succubus ordered. "See that pretty girl coming down towards us, the one with big boobs?" Ashley immediately paid attention, and noticed Jenny White sashaying past with her hips swinging. She had the biggest tits in the school, and he'd heard many hushed conversations between the other guys about just what size they really were. A G-cup was what most agreed, but Ashley himself lent towards an F. "Now she's walking past your crush, and oh look at that." Abaraxes sighed. Cathy's head flickered up, turning to follow as Jenny walked past. Her piercing blue eyes darted to the other girl's chest. It wasn't even subtle. She was practically devouring Jenny with her hungry gaze. "See? Looking straight at her tits. Hundred percent a lesbian." 

"No..." Ashley whimpered, an icy spike of panic working its way into his chest. How could this have happened? He hadn't really believed Abaraxes before, but that had been so obvious! If Cathy was only into girls...then she'd never like him! He'd wanted to be her boyfriend almost his whole life! He'd tried so hard, but this meant everything was pointless! His throat tightened, and suddenly he felt like he couldn't breathe. Was he going to cry in front of Cathy again? Like the last time he'd tried to ask her out. 

"Sweetie, look at me." Abaraxes, and a hard edge in her voice made his head snap back up to meet her cool gaze. "Calm down, right now." The succubus snapped. Ashley whimpered, backing up against the wall. He felt like he was going to collapse, and now he'd made her angry at him and everything was going wrong. "Honey, you have to calm down." She continued, her voice softening slightly. "You want to be a good boy, don't you? Then listen to my voice. There's nothing to worry about, I can still fix this." 

"You can?" Ashley gasped. Something about the way she spoke made him straighten, that calm voice demanding his attention. Suddenly his chest didn't feel so tight and he could breathe properly again. 

"Yes." The succubus sighed. "Let's just say you're really lucky you look the way you do." The young warlock froze, not understanding. There was nothing good about how he looked. If there had been, he could have got Cathy to like him the normal way. Instead, he was too small and weak to get a girl to like him. He watched miserably as his crush turned and walked off beside her friend, even the faint glimmer of hope Abaraxes had just given him fading away. This was hopeless, he should just give up. "Perk up, sweetheart." The gorgeous demon purred beside his ear. "I have a plan, but we're going to have to go shopping together, preferably right now. How do you feel about playing hookey?"