The boy’s eyes widened as he saw the two beautiful women beginning to undress. He briefly considered allowing them to continue. He hadn’t had alot of experience in sex. He closed his eyes, and shook his head. He was a wizard. Though currently transformed into a demoness with little to no morals, he still remembered the morals he should have.
“Stop!” he said, firmly, and both women froze in place, their shirts off and showing their bare chests “You,” he pointed at Erica “Put your shirt back on.”
Disappointment and longing showed on her face as she pulled on the shirt. The boy then instructed Sorhafe on where to stand, and began making measurements. Every touch of his skin against Sorhafe’s caused a shiver and whimper of pleasure.
Once the measurements had been taken, the boy told Sorhafe to put her shirt back on. A yearning hunger for sex that had been growing through the process. Could he resist it long enough for the potion to wear off? Maybe it would be better to have sex with these women. Succubi could not kill women. The masculine energy they fed on would simply be drained from the women, reducing their masculine attributes and increasing their feminine ones. This was also true of men, of course, but once all their masculine energy had been expended, they would not have enough energy left to survive.