Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!

Melisa burst through the front door of Javir's house like she was making an entrance on a reality show.

"I'm going to war!" she announced to the living room, arms spread wide for maximum drama.

Margaret looked up from her book with the enthusiasm of someone being told the weather forecast. She blinked twice.

"That's nice, dear. When do you leave?"

Melisa's arms dropped to her sides.

"Tomorrow morning. Wait, that's it? I just said I'm going to war!"

Melistair walked in from the kitchen, munching on an apple.

"Is this about that darian thing? Heard there was trouble at the border."

"Yes! I'm going to be fighting darians! With the army! For like, two or three weeks!"

"Did you pack clean underwear?" Margaret asked, turning a page.

"I haven't packed at all yet! I just found out!"

Javir entered the room, carrying a stack of scrolls.

"Oh, I take it you're talking about the outpost? I heard Captain Fenris is leading that mission. Solid tactician."

Melisa stared at her family, mouth hanging open.

"Is nobody concerned that I'm heading into an actual war zone? With actual soldiers? To fight actual darians?"

"Sweetie, you've been fighting Shadow Mages since you were fourteen," Margaret said, finally setting her book aside. "Obviously I'm a little worried but this seems like just another Tuesday for you."

[... I guess she has a point.]

Melisa sighed.

"I'm gonna tell the girls about it. Once I'm done, I'll start packing."

"Sounds like a plan," Margaret replied.

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This was not the reaction she was expecting.

Melisa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Guys..." She put her hands on her hips. "You're not coming with me."

Isabella swung her fox tail dramatically.

"Awwww, come on! Don't you need some back-up? You said it yourself, this is gonna be dangerous!"

"Be that as it may, you're not coming with me. This is a military operation. Queen Aria specifically asked for me."

"And you're specifically asking for us," Isabella said, throwing her arm around Melisa's shoulders. "Come on, you know we work best as a team."

"This isn't Academy hijinks, Izzy. This is real combat against real darians who will really kill you."

Armia crossed her arms.

"I've already done military service, remember? I know what we're facing."

"And I was trained as an assassin," Raven pointed out.

"And I'm..." Isabella paused. "Well, I'm really good in bed, but I'm also a fantastic mage. Plus, you know you want this ass watching your back. And front. And under you."

Melisa looked to her parents and Javir for support, but they were all suddenly fascinated with mundane objects. Margaret was deeply focused on her book. Melistair was examining his apple core like it contained the secrets of the universe. Javir was reorganizing her scrolls.

"Traitors," Melisa muttered.

"I'll speak to Captain Fenris," Javir said without looking up. "She owes me a favor. I'm sure she can find uses for three more young mages."

[Et tu, Javir? Seriously?]

"Fine," Melisa sighed in defeat. "But you all follow orders out there, understand? No heroics, no solo missions, no getting yourselves killed."

"Yes, mom," Isabella teased, giving Melisa's ass a playful squeeze.

The evening turned into a chaotic packing frenzy. Raven, being Raven, already had a go-bag packed with essentials. Armia went home to collect her armor and weapons. Margaret helped Melisa pack, while Melistair wrote a list of combat tips even though Melisa had approximately 100 times the combat experience he had.

Hours later, Melisa found herself alone with Isabella in her bedroom, supposedly checking her spell components.

"So," Isabella said, locking the door behind them with a click that might as well have been a starting pistol. "Pre-war sex?"

Melisa laughed.

"Is that a thing now?"

"It should be." Isabella was already unbuttoning her blouse, her fingers moving with impressive speed. "It's very important to keep our spirits high."

"Well, I wouldn't want to keep our spirits low," Melisa replied, yanking her own shirt over her head.

Isabella crossed the room in two strides, her hands going straight for Melisa's tits.

"Gods, I'm going to miss these on the battlefield."

"You'll see them every night, you idiot. You know, when we aren't fighting?"

"Not the same as having unrestricted access." Isabella's mouth found Melisa's neck, biting just hard enough to make her gasp. "Not the same as being able to bend you over whenever I want."

They fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and half-removed clothing. Isabella's cock was already hard, pressing against Melisa's thigh as they kissed like they were trying to devour each other. There was an urgency to their movements, like they were racing against time.

"Fuck, I need you," Isabella gasped, her fingers sliding between Melisa's legs and finding her already wet. "Right now."

Melisa spread her legs wider, her pussy practically throbbing at Isabella's touch.

She grinned.

"Then take me."

Isabella positioned herself, her cock sliding against Melisa's slick entrance. Just as she was about to push inside, the door creaked open.

"Melisa, I wanted to ask about—oh!"

They both looked up to see Armia standing in the doorway, her eyes wide and her face red as a tomato. Unlike Raven, who would have simply closed the door and walked away, Armia stood frozen, her eyes glued to Isabella's cock poised at Melisa's entrance.

"Sorry!" Armia stammered, but didn't move an inch. "I'll just..."

Isabella grinned like a predator spotting prey.

"You'll just what? Leave? Or join us?"

"Isabella!" Melisa hissed.

"What? We might die tomorrow. Live a little."

Armia swallowed hard, her eyes still locked on them.

"I... could join?"

Melisa stared at her.

"Are you serious?" Melisa asked, smirking. "You've railed me a million times, Army, you don't have to ask every single time."

"I do and I will," Armia replied, blushing. "B-But, I mean, If... if you both want me to."

Isabella's grin widened.

"Oh, we definitely want you to. Right, Mel?"

Before Melisa could answer, the door opened wider, and Raven appeared behind Armia like a ghost.

"Apparently, the captain sent a detailed—" Raven stopped, taking in the scene with her usual blank expression. "I see you're busy."

"Want to be busy too?" Isabella asked shamelessly.

Raven tilted her head, considering the offer like it was a tactical problem.

"Actually, yes. If that's acceptable."

Melisa couldn't help but laugh.

Isabella's cock slid into Melisa's pussy with a perfect fit, both of them sighing at how good it felt. Armia didn't bother with any further hesitation at least, she just stripped quick and efficient, her massive cock already hard and ready for action.

Armia went straight for Isabella, her large hands grabbing the kitsune's hips as she pumped inside of Melisa.

"Oh?" Isabella smirked at the darian, looking over her shoulder and raising her tail. "It's me you want, eh?"

"Shut up. Are you ready?"

Isabella giggled. Melisa tensed up a bit, seeing how she was about to be on the front-end of some sort of fuck-train.

"Always ready for that monster," Isabella grinned, wiggling her ass like an invitation. "Come on, I can feel you dripping on my back already."

Armia thrust forward, shoving her cock into Isabella's ass with one smooth motion. Isabella moaned loud as fuck, the force pushing her deeper into Melisa.

"Fuck, yes!" Melisa gasped, wrapping her legs around Isabella's waist. "Harder, both of you."

Raven, impatient as always, straddled Melisa's face, her pussy already wet. Melisa grabbed her thighs and pulled her down, immediately finding that spot on Raven's clit that always broke her poker face.

"Oh—" Raven's blank expression cracked open as Melisa's tongue went to work. After all this time together, Melisa knew exactly how to make the former assassin lose her shit.

Their bodies found their rhythm fast—they'd fucked like this enough times to know what worked. Armia pounded Isabella's ass, which pushed Isabella deeper into Melisa, while Melisa ate Raven's pussy like it was her last meal. The bed made dangerous noises beneath them.

"Switch," Isabella ordered after a few minutes, pulling out of Melisa with a wet pop. "Scales, I want to watch you fuck Melisa."

"... I'm fine with that," Armia muttered.

"I'm sure you are," Melisa giggled.

They rearranged like a well-oiled machine. Armia's huge cock nudged at Melisa's entrance while Isabella eyed Raven with a hungry grin.

"Spit on it for me," Armia suggested, and Melisa did it, letting saliva drip onto Armia's cock for extra lube. Then Armia pushed forward, stretching Melisa wide open. No matter how many times they fucked, Armia's size always filled Melisa completely.

"Fuck, I love your cock," Melisa moaned, arching her back. "So fucking big."

Melisa glanced over to see Isabella sliding up to Raven with a flirty smirk.

"Hello there~" Isabella purred, wrapping her arms around Raven's waist and pulling her close. Their lips met in a deep kiss, tongues visibly tangling. Raven's eyes widened for a split second before she melted into it, her usually rigid posture softening.

[Holy shit, that's hot.] Melisa thought, watching them as Armia continued to pound her.

Isabella pushed Raven onto her back, spreading the assassin's legs wide.

"Let me make you feel good," she whispered, positioning her cock at Raven's entrance.

"That's... acceptable," Raven replied, blushing a little as she wrapped her legs around Isabella's waist.

Isabella slid into Raven in one smooth thrust, making the stoic girl gasp. They kept kissing as Isabella started fucking her, their tongues visible as they made out sloppily. Raven's hands clutched at Isabella's back, leaving red marks with her nails.

"Fuck, yeah," Melisa groaned, getting more turned on watching Isabella and Raven go at it while Armia plowed her mercilessly. "Harder, Armia."

Armia grabbed Melisa's hips and really started hammering into her.

"Gods, you're so wet watching them," she grunted.

Isabella broke her kiss with Raven to look over at Melisa.

"Like what you see?" she asked with a wink, fucking Raven harder. "She's so tight, Mel. I wish you could try this pussy out the way I am."

Raven's usual blank expression was completely shattered, replaced with half-lidded eyes and lips that parted on their own as she held onto Isabella's shoulders.

[It's so fucking sexy watching her walls melt down like that.]

"You're gonna cum aren't you, Raven?" Isabella asked, reaching down to rub Raven's clit while still thrusting deep. "Watch her face, Mel. It's fucking amazing."

Raven's breathing got faster, her body tensing up.

"Come on, say it properly," Isabella demanded, pinching Raven's nipple with her free hand.

"I'm... I'm cumming!" Raven cried out, her back arching off the bed as her orgasm hit. Her usually stoic face contorted in ecstasy, mouth open and eyes squeezed shut.

The sight of Raven completely losing it pushed Melisa over the edge.

"Fuck! Me too!" she screamed, clamping down on Armia's cock as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

Isabella thrust deep into Raven, her own climax hitting.

Armia wasn't far behind, her muscular body getting tight as she buried herself balls-deep in Melisa, flooding Melisa's pussy with hot cum.

They all collapsed in a sweaty pile, breathing hard and grinning like idiots. But Isabella wasn't finished.

"Round two," she announced, crawling between Melisa's legs. "I want a taste."

They kept going for hours, switching positions and partners like they were following a fuck playlist they all knew by heart. Melisa rode Armia's face while Isabella railed Raven from behind. Then Raven ate Melisa out while Armia took Isabella. By the time they finished, they'd all had each other every way possible.

Finally, exhausted and dripping with sweat and cum, they crashed in a pile on Melisa's completely wrecked bed.

"We should sleep," Raven said eventually, her voice all rough. "Early departure tomorrow."

"After that? I'll sleep for a week," Isabella mumbled, her face buried in Armia's chest.

Melisa rolled her eyes.

[Two weeks. Just do what Aria wants, get Koros's sentence commuted, and get back. Simple... Right?]