Draining Demon Delinquents 3: Momoro the Oni

As one of the four tied stories of the month, figured it was time I did at least two of them. Bouncing back from a minor funk/sickness, don’t think there’s a ton to say about this one. In the brainstorming of this series, Momora here was a pretty early idea. A big dumb tomboy jock who’s actually a conventional succubus. I assume most of them still look like popular slutty girls, but it turns out in modern days, people get horny for abs and bellies just as much.

It's always new and interesting for me to describe someone being drained in this story. The first brain drain was pretty straightforward but someone losing the feeling of arousal while still being horny had me writing it like a wave. Like it’s biologically still there and you still want it but the succubus is taking most of the actual pleasure a moment later.

Kenji returned to class with a sigh. Kirai had drained so much of his frustration/cum that he was having trouble getting annoyed at her. He quietly listened and took his notes while most of the class of rowdy delinquent demons slacked off in their own ways. They checked their phones, played handheld video games, or talked loudly enough that Kenji was glad to be sitting away at the edge of the classroom where he could hear the teacher.

With all their distractions, he found himself glancing out the window. They were in a spot right above the track where boys and girls ran their laps. It was likely due to the way he’d been treated so far, but he found himself fixating on the bouncing chests of the bustier human students and succubi. Even knowing that they were likely to suck the life out of him in some capacity, they were easier to admire from a distance. They even seemed to get along with some of the human girls, but it was likely because they were dressed in the same rebellious ways as the rest of them.

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After another period, his class was dismissed for gym. He picked up his bag with his gym clothes and made his way to the locker room with all the urgency he could manage while still seeming casual. If he could just make it to the boys’ locker room, he should be safe.

The entrance was in his sights when a wide, pink-skinned figure slid into his way. The tall succubus planted a hand against the wall in front of him, letting him see just how thick and muscular her arm was.

“Hey there, little man. Saw you peekin’ last period.”

The demoness was nothing like he would expect from someone describing a bubblegum pink succubus. She was six and a half feet tall with scruffy, short blue hair. Her pink body was packed with taut muscles, filling and stretching her school uniform. She had a wide and muscular chest giving them the shape of smallish breasts for her size. Low horns grew from the sides of her head, sweeping back behind each pointed ear. Large fangs filled her pouty lips and ocean blue eyes made the small, dark red hearts in her pupils stand out. Her skirt left her powerful thighs exposed in the same way that her undersized blouse and open jacket left her chiseled abs out in the open. A pair of small wings poked out from the base of her neck, looking ridiculously useless for a succubus who looked much more like an oni.

“Hi!” Kenji reacted stiffly, tightening up his posture.

“I mean, I wasn’t staring! I just got distracted in class.”

“Oh yea? What’s the matter? You not seeing enough to stare at?”

His latest tormenter leaned over, lowering her head closer to his while exposing more of her shallow cleavage. Kenji swallowed hard as he became certain that she had just been in gym class. Her skin gave off a mild heat and glistened with a fresh coat of sweat, making the aroma hit a primal part of his brain.

“It’s… it’s not that. Um, I need to get to the locker room to change…”

“Ah, don’t bother! It’s always so damn crowded if you go early! Why don’t you hang out with me instead, handsome?!”

The demonic jock clapped a hand on Kenji’s shoulder and he felt the familiar sensation of being drained. His skin tingled and his heart raced for a moment before feeling his pulse concentrated around his groin.

“Name’s Momora. Come on. Let’s wait it out together.”

Momora wrapped a muscular arm around Kenji’s neck and he was powerless to prevent her from dragging him off to the side of the hall. She kept a tight grip on him, her solid arm and bulging bicep an inescapable vice that kept him trapped between her breast and armpit. No one made any moves to help him save for a few pitying (or were they jealous) looks.

“I’m… uh… not sure what’s… happening here,” Kenji admitted. Every breath drank in more of the tall and sweaty tomboy’s musk and his cock was started to swell up in his pants. He was hoping he wasn’t developing some kind of complex from being bullied all day.

“Oh yea! I get that a lot. I’m a pink demon. That means I feed off your lust.”

“My… wait. Seriously?” Kenji asked. He briefly snapped out of his haze in disbelief, no matter how much his erection ached.

“Yea, right? Who’d have thought!?” Momora laughed.

“Aren’t those demons usually more…?”

Momora raised an eyebrow with a warning glare.

“Er… conventional?” Kenji finished more carefully.

“Yea, usually. Lucky me, though! Turns out runts like you are super into this kinda look!”

Momora brought her large fist to Kenji’s scalp and gave him a firm but affectionate noogie. He squirmed in her inescapable grip and mewled as his cock twitched again. It may not have been his type of girl, but that was the point of a tomboy he supposed. Sneaking in under his radar and taking over his libido by force.

She scanned the hall once more before easily tugging him along after her. Kenji stumbled along with his face stuck close to her warm armpit and exposed abs until he realized he’d been dragged into the girls’ locker room. The sounds of chattering students were distant in the main gymnasium, leaving them with plenty of privacy.

“Nice to see you’re plenty horny already!” Momora commented as she finally released him from her iron grip.

“No I’m not,” Kenji replied meekly.

Momora grabbed him by his shoulders and lifted him off his feet, pushing his back against the nearby lockers. She didn’t have to push very hard to make them rattle behind him, startling the shorter human into a faint squeak. She smiled wider as her hungry eyes locked onto him.

“Then what’m I tasting right now?” Momora intoned as she ran one of her large hands down his front.

She rubbed over his chest before cupping his crotch. Kenji moaned at her firm but exciting touch as the oni-sized succubus moaned at the exact same time, clearly feeding off his arousal like she said.

“Oh you lucky little dork,” Momora grinned her mouthful of fangs at her cornered and horny meal.

“You’d never bag a gal like me if you weren’t such a tasty little piece of pent up dirty thoughts. Sealed for freshness kinda thing. You haven’t got any in ages since…”

Momora set him back on the ground. She pulled him closer, wrapping her brawny arms around his back and sniffing at his hair while his face was mashed in between her breasts.

“Damn, since twice today. You must have a kick me sign on your back or somethin’.”

The overly physical succubus tomboy abruptly sat back on one of the benches, pulling Kenji along with her. Rather than putting him on the bench beside her, she pressed down on his shoulder to make him kneel in front of her. She wrapped her muscular legs around his neck and squeezed her thick thighs around his face. Kenji gasped for air out of instinct, even as his nose was mashed into her panties beneath her skirt.

“Th-that’s enough of that,” Kenji mumbled as he tried to wriggle free.

Momora just squeezed her legs tighter. He squeaked as it pressed his face even further into her warm crotch.

“Quite denying you’re loving this,” Momora scoffed with a knowing grin.

“I can tell what you want more than you do right now, you repressed little pussy. I don’t even have to touch you to know you’re rock hard right now.”

Kenji swallowed as he felt the familiar mixed feeling of being drained of his feelings. His dick was hard but nearly numb since as soon as he felt it, the succubus drank up his arousal. She licked her lips noisily as she buried her thick fingers into the human’s hair. He gave a soft cry as his hot breath blew across her pussy.

“Wow. You’re into the rough stuff, are you?” Momo purred, spiraling her fingers across his scalp.

“I… I guess?” he mewled, never having experienced it himself beyond his recent bullying. The strong smell of sex and sweat between Momo’s legs did nothing to help his urges, which encouraged the muscular bully on several layers.

“Well then we better find out, huh?”

“That’s not what I-!”

The brutish lust demon released his head and stood up, grabbing Kenji around one of his ankles. She lifted him up with one hand, dangling him upside down a few inches off the ground. He wailed and thrashed around, more afraid of falling than her for a moment, but she held strong. She even had a hand free to undo and open up his pants. Kenji flinched as a drop of precum fell onto his cheek.

“Oh yea. You got it bad, tiny,” Momora chuckled lowly.

She left him hanging upside down as she buried her face into his package. Kenji’s eyes glazed over as he moaned, the blood rushing to both of his heads as Momo licked messily over his cock and balls. She caught his sack in her mouth, moaning as she sucked on it to rub it between her tongue and lips. His precum dribbled more as he hung like laundry set out to dry, dotting Momora’s cleavage as she noisily feasted on his package.

“Mmm. Nothing like straight from the source!”

Momora swatted a large hand on her latest victim’s ass. Kenji just moaned as she squeezed her rear to pull him in closer, gripping him tightly in an upside down bearhug. His arousal was filling his mind faster than Momora could suck it out of him, leaving the boy’s eyes rolling as he humped her face in time with her wet and hungry gulps.

With a soft gasp, Kenji shuddered and shot his load into her mouth. There was an immediate shift in her posture as her strong arms clamped harder on him, locking him in place with his face stuffed right between her abs and her sex. Her mouth swallowed up his cock and balls in one go, sealing around them and moaning aggressively. Her lips and tongue stroked his dick to ensure she drank every drop of it out of him. Kenji’s mind went fuzzy as he constantly pulsed between the drained numbness and an intense orgasm.

“Aw, damn. That all you got, little squirt?” Momo teased as she ran her fingers down his back.

“I… yea,” Kenji rambled uncertainly in his orgasmic haze.

“Nah! You got a little more in there!” Momo insisted.

She lifted and shoved Kenji onto his back, laying him flat on the bench. With a few brutally simple pulls, she tore off her uniform. Her muscular and perky breasts had thick, hard nipples with skull-shaped rings pierced through them. A pair of studs were in one of her labia with her muscular thighs and abs seeming to draw attention to them even more blatantly. Momora climbed right on top of Kenji, pinning him and leaning over so her breasts hung just shy of his face. Her warm and slick pussy rested just below of his crotch, radiating heat onto what he thought were his spent balls. His cock started to twitch, drooling out some fresh precum as the weighty demon pressed down on him from above. Judging by how Momo’s eyes widened and her lips curled in a satisfied smile, he was learning a lot about what turned him on today.

“Knew you had it in you, shrimp,” Momora beamed.

She patted his cheek in condescending approval before using the hand to guide his face to hers. She kissed him aggressively, pushing her tongue into his mouth as he felt her thick fangs rub against his lips. He squirmed and moaned, a surprising wave of lust accompanied by the small, internal pulling sensation of Momo feeding on it all. His mind and body had given up any thoughts of trying to escape, leaving him with nothing to do but grind himself against her.

“Thaaaat’s the spirit,” Momora purred encouragingly. Her plump lips kissed around his face, teasing and keeping him rock hard. It was no effort at all for her to mount him, shifting her hips so that her heavy body pressed down on his cock. Her strong legs gripped the sides of his legs for leverage as she bounced rhythmically on his cock. She hummed and folded her arms behind her head, leaning back to tense her hard pink muscles even tighter. Her chest tightened and bobbed on its own from her twitching chest muscles, making their piercings dance. Kenji stared up at the dominant jock before she caught his eye. She gave a devilish grin.

“You like that, squirt?” she teased. She raised both of her arms, flexing her broad shoulders and thick biceps without even slowing her riding pace. Kenji moaned and shivered as another coming and going of arousal ran through his brain like a warm and familiar river.

“Oh yea. You’re a sucker for real chicks, ain’tcha? Lucky little bitch,” she laughed. She straightened her back and her abs tensed just before Kenji gave a much louder cry. His eyes watered with pleasure as he felt her pussy muscles flex around him, giving him a vague rubbing every time they pulsed. It was working all on its own to milk him without her even moving.

“You really that weak, tiny?” Momora teased, leaning her hands on his stomach. Her casually resting hands were enough to keep him trapped in place.

“You bad enough that even just my pussy’s strong enough to kick your scrawny ass?”

She smiled and flexed as her pussy flexed again. Her piercings rubbed against his lower belly as her hips shifted, subtly bumping her hard clit against the tip of his erection. It felt like the smallest bullying he could imagine as it pushed around his cock, but his mind remained empty as the arousal that should have been leaving him paralyzed was drained straight into her pussy.

Her physical and magical milking got him to break again. His whole body bucked and shook as his cock pushed in deeper, squirting a warm streak of jizz into Momora. He watched as her many muscles swelled and tensed, and a moment after her gasped in pleasure she gave an even louder cry to drown him out. Her fingers arched to dig into his chest and her heavy body shook, orgasming a second after he did as their privates swapped their hot and sticky juices. She let out a growl like some kind of massive but friendly predator as she threw her head back, slowly easing herself down one last time. Kenji twitched as the coming and going feeling of arousal fed into Momo, feeding her what must have felt like a double orgasm.

“I’d ask if it was as good for you as it was for me,” Momora sighed. “But I could feel it. It wasn’t.”

She grinned and slid off Kenji with a complete lack of formality. She ruffled his hair as she stepped back into her panties.

“Well I’m stuffed. I’m gonna go see if I can still kick Yuri’s ass at volleyball before class is over,” she decided casually.

“Any other pink succubus come at you, tell ‘em you’re mine. The others can have your other energies for all I care, but I’m gonna be the one sucking the horny out of you. And doin’ a damn good job at it if I say so myself!”

Momora finished dressing while she talked, looking rather revitalized rather than exhausted like Kenji was. She leaned over and snapped one of her large fingers, flicking his semi-soft cock. Kenji yelped and grabbed his junk, but Momora smiled and licked her lips.

“Oh you’re gonna be a fun little piece of prey. I can tell.”

The massive succubus laughed and walked casually towards the gymnasium to leave the boy to recover from his latest encounter with a demon delinquent.