Careful What You Wish For!
Part 4: One Hell of a Time
Ashley sat on his bed, smoothing down his pretty blue skirt for what felt like the hundredth time. Abaraxes had left him here alone after they'd dropped off his new clothes, saying she was going to arrange for Cathy to come by his house. He had no idea how she was going to manage that. His crush hadn't visited since they were little kids, and even then she'd hated it, sneering at how dirty his mom had left everything and how poor they were. He'd felt awful and started lying to her and telling her they'd moved, just so she'd give him another chance. Only no matter how many times he'd asked, she had never come over again.
Well, he trusted the beautiful succubus to think of something. Her plan made sense, even if it was a little simple. Cathy was going to come in and he'd be waiting just inside, dressed like this with all his cute makeup on. She might like girls, but he really, honestly looked like one right now.
He'd seduce her, use some of the cunnilingus techniques he'd been taught to blow her mind, and just like that they'd be lovers! He'd give her so many orgasms that she'd keep coming back. Then they could start going on dates, and once she went off to college he could tag along and get a job somewhere nearby. They'd be together for the rest of their lives, just like he'd been dreaming of since he was five.
He wriggled happily on the bed, imagining all the fun things they'd do together. If it meant pleasing her, he'd even dress up like this again and pretend to be a girl. He kind of enjoyed it too, even if he'd never admit that to her.
Taking the bus home looking the way he did had felt so naughty and exciting! People had actually noticed him, some older guy standing up to give him a seat, and the driver had even called him pretty when he'd paid for his ticket! When he was dressed like a boy, everyone just ignored him or treated him like trash.
"It's done, honey." Abaraxes slipped suddenly into his room. "Cathy's on her way." Ashley jumped off the bed, feeling his chest get all warm and tight the way it always seemed to now around the gorgeous demon. He hurriedly smoothed down his skirt again, wanting to look perfect after she'd spent so much time helping him out.
"How'd you get her to come?" He asked curiously.
"It's not exactly hard for me to convince a mortal to do something." She sighed. "Especially when they're as horny as your crush is. You might want to brace yourself, sweetie, that girl's fucking desperate to get laid. I expect she'll jump your bones as soon as she sees you." Ashley blushed. He'd never thought of Cathy like that. Even in his fantasies, he'd known he'd have to be the one to persuade her to give him a chance. The thought of her coming on to him instead made him feel a little dizzy. "Now get that cute butt downstairs so you can be ready for her." Abaraxes ordered, pointing at the door. Ashley started forward, already used to doing everything she said. It was only when he realised she wasn't following him that he paused on the top of the stairs, turning back to give her an anxious glance.
"What about you?" He asked.
"Don't worry about me." The gorgeous succubus shook her head. "Come on now, silly, you don't want me hanging around while things are getting hot and heavy with your new girl, okay?"
"And what happens afterwards?" The young warlock glanced down. "Are you going to leave?"
"Yes, I go back to Hell when the deal's done." Abaraxes sighed. "That's how this works." Ashley paused, biting his lip. Just hearing her say that hurt.
"And if I...don't want that?" He whispered. The gorgeous succubus stared at him, her golden eyes softening.
"Sweetheart, I'm sorry, there's nothing anyone can do." She stepped forward, giving him a gentle smile. "I don't belong here. It's been good fun, and you're a really sweet kid, but I can't stay any longer than that."
"Fine." The young warlock pouted, suddenly annoyed. "Go, if you want."
"I know you're upset, but what did I say about snapping at me?" Abaraxes curled her gorgeous lips into a slight frown. That was all it took for all Ashley's irritation to wither away, replaced by a cold pit of guilt that made his stomach hurt.
"I'm really sorry, it's just..." He stammered, tears in his eyes.
"Yeah, you like me, I get it." The succubus sighed. She paused, her long tail flickering out in the air. "Tell you what. There's a bit of time I can spare even after the deal's done. You come back up to your room once Cathy's finished with you and we can have a little chat before I leave. How does that sound, sweetheart?"
"Um...thanks, Abaraxes." Ashley sniffled. The thought of her leaving still felt awful, but at least she wouldn't just disappear. And he'd summon her again later, right?
"Downstairs, now, naughty boy." Abaraxes waved a finger at him. "Cathy's almost here." Ashley nodded frantically and scrambled down the stairs, wiping his tears away with a hand. Suddenly seeing his crush didn't seem as important as spending more time with the succubus, but Cathy was the reason he'd done all this in the first place, right?
The doorbell rang just as hit the last step. Ashley breathed deep. Normally he'd be sick with nerves right now, just the thought of talking to his crush almost crippling. Somehow though, he wasn't scared anymore. He stepped forward, knowing Abaraxes would be mad if he hesitated now. His hand steady, the young warlock reached out and opened the door.
Cathy was standing there, tall and beautiful. Her pretty face was flushed, beads of sweat dripping down her smooth skin. She must have run here. He swallowed anxiously as her icy blue eyes flickering up and down his body. How long had it been since she'd looked at him, really looked at him like this?
"There was a woman." She said at last. "She told me to come here, that I had to see something important. I guess it's you, right?" Not even giving Ashley a chance to reply, she stepped past him into the house, slamming the door shut behind her. "So, since when are you dressing up like that, Ash?"
"Just today." The young warlock blushed, playing with his skirt again.
"Makeup too?" She stared at his face and he nodded. "I like it, you look good." Ashley smiled shyly. "So, where do you want to do this?"
"What?"
"Have sex, idiot." She sneered at him. "That's why you're playing dress-up, isn't it? To get in my pants." Ashley froze in shock. Have sex? Yes of course he wanted to, but right out of the blue like this? He'd thought they were just going to talk first, like friends, and then watch a movie or something. "Fuck it, should have known I'd have to do everything." She stepped towards him and grabbed his slender shoulder in a tight grip. Before he could even squeak she yanked him forward and kissed him hard on the lips. Ashley went utterly stiff. His first kiss, with Cathy, but it was nothing like he'd imagined. She was pressing against him, her lips crushing his. It felt like she wanted to swallow him whole. All his fantasies of a candelit dinner, their lips meeting as romantic music played in the background, faded away as the girl of his dreams pawed at his back in the dirty hallway of his ugly little house.
"Cathy, wait." He squeaked as they broke apart.
"Now you want to wait?" She laughed coldly. "Fucking coward. You think I didn't notice everything, huh Ash? All those idiotic ways you tried to pick me up. So annoying. I was really glad when I'd thought you'd finally gotten smart and given up. Well, this time, you've finally managed it. I like it, I like how you look. Fuck, I don't even care that you're a boy." She kissed him again, pressing him back until he found himself hemmed in against a wall. Her body crushed against his, hard and muscly on his soft skin. She was really strong...so much stronger than he was. "You're fucking hot, Ash." Cathy breathed. "Don't know how, but you're hitting all my buttons. TV room, we'll do it there." Grabbing his arm, she pulled him through the door.
The couch was waiting and she yanked him over to it. She sat down and dragged him into her lap, sitting him down on her knees. His thighs, bare under the skirt, rubbed against her jeans. Her lips found his, and he squealed in shock as her tongue forced its way inside his mouth. It felt hot and wet and slimy, wiggling round his own like a worm. As they broke apart, her teeth bit at his lower lip and he yelped in pain.
"Please, not so rough." Ashley protested. Her grip on his arms was starting to hurt.
"Stop fucking whining, God, I'd almost forgotten how pathetic you are." Cathy growled, glaring at him with hungry blue eyes. "The girl of your dreams making out with you and you just can't stop bitching." Girl of his dreams? She was, wasn't she? This was what he wanted. His dick was throbbing hard in his soft panties so he must be enjoying this, only he couldn't help but think of Abaraxes instead. "Get out of those clothes before I rip them off you." Cathy snapped.
Too anxious not to obey, Ashley hurriedly undid his shirt and slipped it off. Her groping hands drifted down his torso, fingers digging into the soft skin of his belly. There was something hot and possessive in that firm grip, like she never wanted to let him go. Maybe she did really like him? Maybe she was just acting this way because she was really horny, like Abaraxes had told him. The thought of the succubus and all she'd done for him gave Ashley a little courage. He reached down for his skirt and undid the fastening. Cathy eased up, letting him wriggle off her lap a little and work the garment down his legs. Her eyes glowed with lust as they drifted down his pale thighs. Biting his lip, the young warlock reached down for his panties next, only to squeak in shock as she grabbed him hard by the wrists.
"Cathy?" He glanced back at her. She was flushed and panting, her lips parted and wet. He'd never seen her like this before. When they were kids, she'd been mean sometimes sure, but never so rough and wild. It was a little scary.
"Keep the panties on." She growled at him. "I don't want to see your tiny prick." Ashley nodded nervously. It didn't matter, did it? Abaraxes had warned him this might happen. He'd just have to eat her out instead. She shoved him onto the couch beside her and then started pulling off her shoes and jeans. The young warlock watched, his mouth dry as she stretched out her long, muscled legs. "Kneel, there." She pointed between her thighs.
Ashley slipped off the couch and lowered himself down between her legs. She was already taller than him, but staring up at her like this she seemed so much bigger. The muscles of her thighs bulged and tensed on either side of his body, looking strong enough to crush him between them.
She pulled off her plain black panties as he knelt there, and his nervous gaze flickered down between her toned legs. Her pussy was small and pink, the lips hugging close to her skin. It looked really tight, like he'd struggle to even get a finger inside, let alone his tongue. He swallowed nervously, trying to remember what Abaraxes had taught him. Kiss her thighs first, the succubus had said, get her warmed up.
"Don't just stare at it, fucking idiot." Cathy snapped. "Eat me out. Right now, you little bitch!" Ashley dived forward, burying his face between her legs. Her hands grabbed him by the back of the head and forced him deeper. He tried to use his tongue but she just yanked him up and down, rubbing her pussy all over him.
Then her legs closed, wrapped around his head and holding him there. He squealed in pain as her thighs pressed against his skull, the smell of her arousal filling his nostrils. Desperate to get out, he started frantically licking, working his tongue as quickly as he could over her pussy. She started gasping and breathing hard, and he felt the muscles in her thighs tense and shiver.
He knew she had to be getting close to orgasm, and found her clit with his lips. Licking and sucking at it like Abaraxes had told him made her moan, the hot satisfaction in that sound sending shivers through his belly. Her thighs tightened, feeling like they were crushing his head.
"That's it, just like that, lick me!" She screamed suddenly. Crushed against her, Ashley couldn't do anything but keep licking, even as her juices gushed out all over his lips and tongues. The taste and smell of her was everywhere, the skin of her muscled belly all he could see. He frantically worked his tongue, desperate to make her cum and get this over with. "Fuck, fuck...fuck...." She breathed at last, and he gasped in relief as the pressure on his skull eased away. Her legs slowly opened, trembling and collapsing at his sides.
Ashley fell back onto his butt. He was panting, his skull still throbbing, and all he could taste on his tongue was Cathy. His head was spinning. This all felt like some weird dream. It was everything he'd wanted, and his dick was so hard in his panties, and it had felt kind of good, but still...why wasn't he happy yet? Abaraxes...he wanted the succubus here to explain things to him, explain where he'd gone wrong. He must have done something wrong or else Cathy wouldn't have treated him like that.
His crush lay there on the couch for a few long minutes, moaning and gasping. She stirred slowly, tossing her sweat-stained black hair back. Her eyes fluttered open and found him, then she smiled, showing teeth. The young warlock shivered.
"Fuck, you're good at that." She purred, her voice rough and husky. "Been practicing, Ash?"
"Yes, a little." He admitted, thinking of the kind way Abaraxes had slowly talked him through how to please a woman. Would Cathy have even bothered trying to teach him how to do it right if this had been his first time? Or would she have just thought he was useless and dropped him like a stone?
"I'm between girlfriends at the moment, so you'll do, if you can keep your tongue working just like that." She rose from the couch, her legs trembling slightly. He watched from his place kneeling on the carpet as she pulled her panties back up, then slipped her jeans on too. "Phone." She held out her hand. Ashley was too confused to even think about questioning her. He ruffled through the pile of discarded clothes until he found his mobile, then handed it over to her. She held up the camera and he stared blankly back, not understanding even as she flashed a photo of him kneeling there in girl's underwear. Then she tapped something in and he heard a message being sent. "I've put in my number." She explained "I'll text you an hour before I come over, give you enough time to get dressed and made up for me. Girls clothes only, and that includes underwear. I see you wearing a pair of boxers and I'll be right back out the door, understand?"
"Yes, Cathy." Ashley nodded. She tossed the phone at his feet and he scrambled to grab it, holding it up to his chest. Sure enough, she'd put in her number, but without a name. Was she worried someone would see it there or something?
"At school, this doesn't change a thing." His crush continued, her voice going hard. "I don't want to talk to you there, and I don't want you hanging around me the way you used to, like a lost puppy. You bother me even once, and I'll send that photo of you I just took to everyone you know. There's a lot of horny guys in our school who'll want you to recreate it and won't care much what you have between your legs. Oh and that also goes if you try and wriggle your way out of this before I decide it's over."
"What?" He gasped.
"You heard me." She sneered. "That's the best anyone's ever eaten me out before, and I'm not about to give it up just because you decide to pussy out later. I want you between my legs again, whenever and wherever, and if this is the only way to guarantee that, so be it. Don't think I'm fucking joking. It costs me nothing to ruin your life. You got that, Ash?"He nodded dumbly, but her words scarcely seemed to register. Blackmailing him now? Why? He'd have done what she wanted anyway. This still all felt like it couldn't be real, like he was watching it all happen to someone else. She stepped past him round the couch and his mouth opened before he could think.
"You're leaving?" He whimpered, his voice sounding so small and pathetic it even made him wince.
"Yeah." Cathy tossed her short, black hair. "Why would I stay in this shithole any longer than I have to?" Ashley glanced down, stunned at the venom in her voice. Why was she so mean now? "See you later, dummy." She gave him a little wave, but her smile was cold. "Remember, I text, you get dressed or that photo of you ends up on the phone of every macho idiot in our school."
Then she turned and strode away, leaving him kneeling on the carpet, naked but for a pair of frilly pink panties. He stared at the floor, listening miserable as her footsteps echoed off down the corridor, followed by the door slamming shut behind her. This wasn't what he'd wanted at all. They were supposed to be girlfriend and boyfriend, not...whatever this was.
Maybe, if she kept coming to see him, he could change her mind. If she enjoyed herself...if he gave her lots of orgasms and got even better at licking her pussy, maybe she'd be nicer to him too, and they'd go back to the way things used to be. Or maybe he'd just fuck it up again. He stumbled to his feet, and reached for the mussed-up skirt lying on the floor beside him. He held it up and stared miserably at the girly garment.
Wearing all these pretty clothes had felt fun and naughty and exciting less than an hour ago. Now though, he was only going to be using them to put on some dirty performance for Cathy, let her pretend he was something he wasn't just so she could even stand to be around him. With a sigh of disgust, he tossed the skirt away into the corner.
"Didn't go too well, I take it?" His head snapped up, and his tear-filled gaze found Abaraxes standing in the doorway. The gorgeous demon was staring down at him, a small, sympathetic smile on her perfect face.
"No, it was fine..." He protested. "We...had sex. I ate her out, just the way you taught me. And she even came!"
"I'm sure you did brilliantly, sweetheart." The succubus cooed, stepping closer to him. "You're a real trooper, but some people just don't appreciate what they have, that's the way of life." The young warlock froze, something in her words making him stiffen.
"You knew?" He sniffled, fresh tears dribbling down his cheeks. "You knew she'd never be my girlfriend, didn't you?" She was standing right next to him, her gorgeous body towering above.
"I could guess as much." She shrugged, her wings beating silently behind her. "I'm sorry, honey, but you wouldn't have listened even if I'd tried to say something. Sometimes you mortals have to learn things the hard way."
"What do I do, Abaraxes?" Ashley asked helplessly.
"That's up to you." She shook her head. "You can keep trying, I guess. She might even take you on a pity-date or two before she finds a real girlfriend. Or you can tell her to go fuck herself, since she seems to think she can just yank you around this way."
"I can't. She said...she'd send a photo of me, dressed like this." He was crying now, unable to hold back the hoarse sobs wracking his chest. "To everyone in school."
"Don't worry about it, sweetheart." Abaraxes lent over him, the warm smile on her face never wavering. She didn't even seem surprised. "It won't be a problem much longer."
"Really?" He gasped.
"I promise." The gorgeous succubus purred, her words making him feel so much calmer and happier. "These things have a way of working themselves out, you'll see. Come on, get up, and wipe away those tears, beautiful boy." Ashley stumbled to his feet, and hurriedly rubbed his eyes. Even if they couldn't touch, just standing this close to Abaraxes made him feel warm and safe somehow, no matter how miserable he'd been. Then the next thing she said brought it all crashing down again. "Our deal's done, sweetheart." She murmured. "I helped you seduce Cathy, that was what you asked for. Now I'm going to have to go back home."
"No!" Ashley shook his head frantically. "Please, don't go!" He tried to grab her by the hand, but the same stupid barrier got in his way. His hand twitched, tightening around nothing but air. This couldn't be happening! Not now, he still needed her! He'd be all alone again!
"It's over." She sighed, pulling her hand away from his. "I can't stay here, I told you that."
"Please, Abaraxes, don't...leave me." He sobbed like a child, hot, painful tears streaming down his face. "I still need you."
"Sorry, sweetheart." The gorgeous succubus murmured. "That's the way it has to be." She stepped back, her wings unfurling behind her. The acrid smell of sulphur tickled at his nostrils and he knew she was about to disappear. "It's been fun, honey, but this is the end."
"I'll...um...summon you again." He whispered hoarsely. She froze, the smile on her face flickering away.
"What?" She snapped.
"The book, I still have the book." Ashley stammered. "I could do the same ritual again, bring you back here."
"Don't you dare, boy!" Her vicious snarl seemed to shake the room. Ashley stumbled back, cold panic clawing at his chest. She looked furious, her teeth bared and her tail whipping about. Then she swallowed hard and seemed to calm, the tension easing from her perfect body. "You can't sweetheart, don't even try." She continued, a slight frown on her face the only reminder of that moment of fury. "As soon as I'm gone, you take that nasty book and throw it away. Will you do that for me?" Ashley hesitated. Throw away the Librum Maleficarum? Now he knew it was real? Why would he do that? "Please, honey, you have to. I don't want to hear about you getting mixed up with some other nasty demon who doesn't know how to appreciate a sweet thing like you. Please, promise me you'll get rid of it as soon as I can." She was so serious, and the young warlock knew he had to listen to her.
"Yes...um, yes I will, I promise." He whipsered, nodding awkwardly. And he meant it too. He'd return it to that pawn shop first thing tomorrow. If Abaraxes was so afraid of him using it again, he knew there had to be a good reason.
"Good boy." She purred, and just hearing those two words made Ashley shiver with delight. He'd miss her...he'd miss her so much. "Bye, Ashley." The beautiful demon smiled one last time, her perfect lips so soft and kind.
Then there was a loud crack, like a roar of thunder. Black smoke blocked her from view, acrid and bitter, and when it cleared away there was nothing left but a small pile of glowing ashes waiting on the carpet where she'd stood. Ashley fell to his knees, sobbing and crying. He felt like his heart had been ripped in two. Abaraxes...why had she left him? Why did everyone leave him?
He curled up in a little ball, lying there in his frilly panties and feeling like the world was ending. What was the point in even getting up? He'd rather just lie here and cry. What else did he have to look forward to in his life? Cathy using him like a sex-toy whenever she got a little horny, more bullies and more pointless schoolwork he didn't give a fuck about.
Eventually though, the young warlock stumbled to his feet and started clearing up the girly clothes he'd thrown on the floor. It all felt so useless, but when his Mum finally stopped spending all their money on her new boyfriend and got home he didn't want her seeing any of this. He staggered back up the stairs, carrying the pile in his arms. When he got back to his room he almost threw them on the floor, before he remembered how Abaraxes had told him to clean up after himself. The beautiful demon might be gone, but he knew she'd be so disappointed if he slipped back into his old bad habits. With a hoarse sigh, he slipped the skirt and blouse into one of his cupboards, neatly folded the way she'd taught him.
It was early still, barely eight, but he suddenly felt really tired. With a wet sniffle, Ashley crawled inside his bed, still wearing the soft, pink panties. They were such a comfort somehow, a reminder that all this had really happened, that it wasn't some nice dream he'd had. Abaraxes was real, and she'd really cared about him. Even if he never saw the beautiful demon again, Ashley knew that much. He rolled over and collapsed onto his pillow, sobbing his aching heart out.