Thread: Going Organic (Hisako & DeviantAngel)

Claire was unsure of how to broach the subject of her skeletons in the closet. She had hoped that she wouldnt have to explain or talk about the women she had broken in her teenage years and kept in a second basement to help her out when she was close to bursting. In fact, if the date didnt end with her going home with or taking home Mini that might have to happen tonight. The inquiry about her mother was a fresh change. Not a lot of people asked about her that werent interested in meeting her for some ulterior motive. Seemed Mini was interested in knowing more about her in case she needed to meet her, a welcome change. As Mini spoke more about the other women she worked with she listened intently. There wasnt any goal or secret objective to her intense focus on Mini. Claires attention was mainly so she could distract herself from locking eyes with Minis chest again. It was a great distraction though, learning about Mini was helping keep her pain at bay as well. The food came to the table, and Claires focus was broken as she was surprised by the server bringing food for both of them. Claire had to sit back a little further as she quickly tried to put her napkin on her lap as well. She waited for the server to finish dressing the table with the food, and quickly grabbed their arm before they left. She locked eyes with the surprised staff, and Claire only met their shock with manners and a question. May I have some more water, please? Im sure this will be gone by the time you return. She was responded by a quiet yes, and the server left their cones of vision and earshot. Claire turned to face Mini as she began eating. Claire smiled, and closed her eyes as she inhaled deeply through her nose. She loudly exhaled with a relieved sigh. She looked back into Minis eyes, and smiled. It smells delicious. She picked up her fork in her left hand and her knife in her right, and began cutting into her faux crabcakes, cutting them up into small, bite-sized portions. She continued talking to Mini as she did so, she didnt want to talk while eating, especially after she had been asked enough questions that have gone unanswered. Unfortunately my skeletons are more real than most, but the skeleton portion of the analogy is very hyperbolic. Growing up Half-Succubus during puberty is She paused, looking from her food up to Mini. Claire was visually grimacing as she struggled to come up with a reasonable word to describe it. Challenging, rough, and almost painful at all times. She looked back down at her food, her expression returning to normal. The other half of my lineage is human, but from a different planet. Were a very sexual people as well. I was doomed to have a high libido, regardless of which mom didnt meet the other. Claire said, shrugging her shoulders in the middle of her sentence. The worst part is that my demonic lineage forbids me from getting off on my own. I literally cant cum without it being either in someone or on them. Basically my unmentionable needs to be on or in someone in order for me to feel releaseso I can understand your milking issue. This made high school very tough since I cant use condomsfor some reason. She looked back up, and gave an awkward smile, I should also mention Im selectively sterile. She looked back down, almost finished cutting up her food. Basically for some reason I can choose when my cum contains fertile sperm. Otherwise its just nutrients, bodily fluid, hormones, andother things. She said with a blush. Which brings me to my next topic, it took years of research to fully learn about my body, and years of training to master my urges. This hard-on wont go away unless the previous criteria is met, and even then I would be strongly against a blowjob right now. Claire finished cutting up her food, and looked back up at Mini as she put down her knife, keeping the fork in her left hand. It takes everything in my body and will to not release the pheromones in my body and to not take you up on offers like that. Once I start, I wouldnt be able to stop until I was drained. I have a lot of self-control, but once that dam is opened we have to wait for all the water to drain before I can close the floodgate. Claire looked off to the side, guilt on her face. That, and I would be unable to hide my succubus urges and form. Its a process thats easy to start and impossible to stop without the criteria being met. Claire sipped her water down until it was drained, and was met quickly by a server with a pitcher. Claire thanked the server quietly as she continued going on with her story. As for who I was I transformed from a desperate, confused teenager with needs that I didnt understand and a secret I had to keep well hidden. To this day the victims of my past haunt me. Ive come a long way, and it supposedly only gets easier. As for Emelia and what not to bring up with her, if she sees you in the house there isnt anything you cant bring up. Shell assume you know everything and will have a good idea why youre there. The only other thing I could offer to not mention is a name of someone no one knows but us, so nothing to worry about there. As for her being interesting Claire gave a chuckle as she began to eat her food, bringing a chunk of crabcake to her open mouth, closing her lips around the silverware as she pulled out a clean fork. She took a few chews and swallowed her food before she spoke again. She is very interesting, and if you believe in magic in this world then she is the closest we will ever get to seeing and knowing a witch. Thats half the reason why I love her though, being a witch wasnt popular when she first arrived, so she endeavored to learn more conventional knowledge. Now shes outrageously smart, which has helped us keep this business alive and running so well. She doesnt share my sexual needs, being only Human, but that doesnt mean she doesnt enjoy sex as much as I. Claire said, ending her sentence with another bite. How about your mother? Claire asked after swallowing the chewed food. She works on her farm with your father, why not milk for their farm? Arent you now working for a competitor? I would have an analogy of who I could possibly go work for thats a competing businessbutwe kind of own them all now. Its not exactly a monopoly, but Im sure its not legal since we make all decisions and mostly run them out of business while paying everyone there to stay quiet. Fur trade is awfully tricky when were the only ones who can replicate fur while everyone else can onlywellmake either faux or commit heinous crimes and flay someone or something. Claire said awkwardly. The topic was strange considering that their family never revealed how they make their fur, and didnt plan on it.