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Chapter 26: Fantasy Shape

Nexus crossed both his arms behind his back;

"It seems like you have to tap into the force there before you can do that. In battle, that would be next to useless. No one will give you enough time to do all that. It's either you go hard, or die. What else you got?"

"I think it's better I show you than talk about it."

Crystal turned around, and marched some twelve yards away. At that distance, Nexus watched as she stretched out her hand for a handshake.

Completely taken unaware, Nexus all but gawked as Crystal's hand kept growing in length, expanding like an elastic rubber band, and reaching towards him, until her finger was literally touched his heaving breathing chest.

"Crystal what the hell is this ability?! How are you able to do that?"

Her hand snapped back to it's original size. She strutted towards him, filling the air with the sound of her feet breaking dry leaves on the jungle's floor.

"Asides from general magic, every succubus is born with her own distinct technique. This is mine- I named the retractable technique. My body stretches like rubber."

Nexus was obviously awed:

"Is it just your arms, or?"

"ANY part of my body really."

Nexus nodded impressively; "This is actually great. It's definitely going to come in handy in hand to hand combat. With enough power, and distance, your punches could do some damage."

"That's true. I think I'm better at close-combat than long-range attacks. Although, with enough distance, I could also excel at mid-range attacks. Provided the enemy has no counter measure to balance my six foot long swinging arms."

This was music to Nexus' ears.

She was basically a body-guard that was dedicated to keeping him alive. So, he was determined to make her a weapon. In his mind, he begun to work out different variations of her attacks, along with astute measures on how to make them more dangerous.

"Alright, then, take a stance. Stand straight, with your legs parted two feet wide, left up front, and left at the rear.

"Chest out.

"Bring your arms up together- chest level.

"Yes, that's it.

"Now good, loook that that low hanging branch over there," he pointed at it; "I want you to swing at it and give it everything yo---"

Lightning fast, her shoulders moved, and her hand shot out in a powerful jab, shredding the air, and rushing hard at the target. The satisfying sound of leaves rustling came as her fist made contact.

Her hand retracted back to its original size, and she turned to face him, eager for her lord's appraisal.

Nexus, who had watched everything with keen eyes, quickly laid it all out;

"That was good. Your reaction was time was good, your aim was perfect, and you were impressively fast on the delivery. However, your energy level is low. Your punches need to pack enough power to inflict lethal damage in one strike, got it?"

Crystal looked at him the way a school girl would gaze at her teacher;

"Yes, m'lord."

"Excellent." He said while stroking his chin, "So, what else you got?"

She responded promptly;

"My body."

Nexus' black eyes burned bright in the fire; "Your what?"

"I mean, I can temporarily alter the parameters of my body- shape and size. All of it."

"Oh, yeah. I remember earlier on you said it wasn't just your arms."

"Yes m'lord. Here, like this---"

Nexus felt a wave of roaring heat surge through his body. Eyes wide open, in staggering unbelief, he watched as the succubus' already full breasts, begin to expand dramatically. Her jiggly, soft, fleshy boobs inflated like ballons on her chest. Her cleavage was virtually bursting through her turtleneck, growing even bigger and bigger, inviting Nexus to come and feel the luscious wonder for himself.

Simultaneously, down south, her already wide hips also began to expand. Her slim abdomen remained, giving her an exaggerated hourglass figure.

Nexus' jaw dropped at the delicious surprise. Her thighs, her beautiful thick vivacious thighs, also expanded in epic proportions. The succubus looked like a full beefy snack standing on two legs. As if to further add credence to the delicious image, she contracted her waist, and kept her cute face, making her other features look like a fantasy.

Eyes sunk, and throat sudenly parched, Nexus felt one of those metaphorical pitfalls deep in his guts.

His jaw tightened in a taut grimace as his eyes furtively roved across her even more voluptuous body. Each and every curve complimented each jiggly pound of flesh. Even the slight motions of her breath-intake worked in tandem with her enhanced features.

This succubus had the uncanny tradition of surprising him!

"My lord. . ." her tone, low and suggestive; "I can take on any shape you want. All you have to do is say the word, and I will please you with the image of your choice."

Nexus swallowed.

He knew he was just getting greedy. Her natural form was already more than perfect, and yet he just could not resist the invasive thoughts that followed almost immediately.

Aflame with uncontrollable desire, Nexus' hungry eyes began to devour her. A window opened in his mind, and he remembered the images of those instagram vixens he used to see online, on TV and in magazines. Hot, saucy, beautiful, surgically enhanced women, with perfect skin, and heavy cleavages that always seemed to spill out of their dresses.

They had only existed in his dreams. And yet, standing before him, live and in the flesh, was the very image of a goddess who worshipped him.

He could command her to take off everything if he wanted. Very briefly, in his mind's eye, he played with the idea of romancing her in this form. Yes, her blown out ass would take his nine-inch cock perfectly- from the back.

The ball in his throat bobbed up and down as he pictured her riding him, ass curved behind, and her swell breasts bouncing freely across her chest. She belonged to him, and he would show her that by tightening his hands on her neck, and squeezing all the way till he orgasmed.

Fuck.

Focus, Nexus. Focus.

"No," he told her assertively, "I'm perfectly satisfied with the way you already look. Your normal figure is just fine, you don't need to chnge a thing alright?"

"But m'lord---"

"It's okay. I know you don't mind. I'm not saying we can't try new things in the future. But for now, your current form is just perfect. Okay?"

"Okay m'lord."

Nexus heard himself saying; "Now change back to your original form."

The girl promptly nodded.

With an unnatural grace, her inflated body returned back to her original figure. It was like watching a bunch of vinyl balloons deflate. The only small difference being that Crystal's deflated state was still intoxicatingly hot.

Nexus mulled over this ability of hers;

"Shit, I guess it all makes sense now," he thought;

"This bitch is barely five foot five with a small waist, and yet, her small pussy was somehow able to accomodate my nine-inched beast? Fuck. This is some real wonder."

Crystal was the very first succubus he had met.

Everything he knew about succubi had been deduced from her. Could it possibly be that every succubus was built like this?

His eyes glanced over her again, wondering if he could ask her without coming across as a serious perv.

"Crystal,"

Her eyes looked up; "Yes m'lord?"

"You're bound to tell me the truth right?

She nodded; "Of course. I can never lie to you."

"Good. We're heading out of the wild into human territory. Possibly, we might also venture into succubi territory as well. . ."

She said nothing, but her mouth went taut. She certainly did not trust her kind.

"So," he continued; "I need to know more about succubi. As much as I can- to, you know, protect myself. You follow?"

Her head dipped in an acknowledging nod; "Yes. I understand."

"So, I gotta ask, strictly for self preserving means of course- can every succubus out there do what you do? I mean, change their bodies and expand their feminine features?"

He quickly added;

"And how can I protect myself against such deceptions? Is there anyway to spot them?"

An unprecedented smile crept its way across Crystal's face. Nexus was finally acknowledging other succubi as a threat, and the thought made her tick like a wound-up clock.

"My lord," she began, "Every succubus is different."