like living their lives. He pulled himself out, spinning, sometimes puffing up, so that he seemed to be stuck inside the vagina. I went into a frenzy, and the same voice sounded in my head, and I repeated the words beating in my brain:

- You're the best lover. Your seed can't hurt me! It will connect us forever ...

Lena's face, like Stepan's body, began to change. She turned into something like Guy. Thin sharp horns stretched back on the head, and the body became black and red. Huge straight majestic breasts gently swayed on her body. The face, despite the bold image of the beast, was cute and mischievous.

- You, succubus and your name is Infanta! - rang in my head, and I repeated on, - Now and forever and ever!

Infanta's body stiffened, she trembled and sperm poured into me again.

“No, not sperm,” I corrected myself, “seed!” - as for the first time filling

completely and without residue everything inside.

The body of the succubus faltered and seemed to spread in the billowing heated air. The ability to move came back to me, and I looked at Guy, standing next to the one who was recently Lena, no Elena beautiful and frowning at the end of our coitus. His silhouette shook, spreading in the air, and I suddenly had a asking voice in my head, rather two voices. They were quiet, as if coming from afar:

- Now let us go ...

The words themselves seemed to be born on the tongue and broke from the lips:

- I, the one who is connected with you - I let go of you Infanta and Guy. But you must! - no, they just have to come to this world at my first request. We are connected! You yourself have filled my womb with a seed ... Go and do not forget your oath! - Only fanfare is missing, I thought.

And then the voice of Infanta sounded in my head.

- And now sleep. You will be fine. We will come as soon as it is needed ... - like a distant echo, the voice subsided, and my poor head began to spin as if in a dance and I fell asleep with a contented smile.

Epilogue.

I woke up early in the morning in my bed in the same nesting box, called the room in the holiday home. It felt good to me, as if all my problems had been swept away by the estimated hurricane.

I got up, stretched, and suddenly remembered a strange dream: a succubus and incubus; The Infanta and Guy gave me an oath of allegiance and promised to return on demand. For some reason, things that were taken before bedtime were lying on the floor, but my memory could not tell when I went to bed.

- There will be something to tell the neighbors at breakfast! - I smiled and began to clean up.

The fact that I had a stomach ache was somewhat strained, and when I tried to wash out, not less than a liter of opale-flickering whitish fluid spilled out of me. Fingering it with my finger and raising it to my nose, I sighed. This breath seemed to reveal the depths of my memory and I shuddered.

- So that? It's true?

The impatience that filled me burst outward. Quickly dressed, I jumped into the corridor and rushed to the stairs. Going up to the third floor, I was relieved to see a massive metal door and an intercom fixed to the wall. I began to call all the numbers indicated on the plate attached to the wall, but to no purpose ... No one opened and the return tone was not heard from any number.

Being tormented by impatience and tired of standing, I rushed down, looking for a maid ...

***

At breakfast in the dining room, no one was able to remember a couple that I sat down at my table yesterday. And in the administration of the rest house, the fat aunt, who was spreading with fat, explained: the third floor is not suitable for living, as there has been a lengthy repair for about a year.

***

I returned to the room and lay down in bed. There was only one thought in her mind:

- We will come as soon as we need ... - I sighed and uttered the name out loud, - Guy!

Immediately in the air flashed a whirlwind. Hot air smelled at me, and yesterday's satyr appeared from a dream.

- Not! - I recovered, not Guy, Stepan.

The air thickened and standing Stepan appeared beside me.He was dressed like yesterday, and his face showed displeasure.

- What else? He said indignantly. - What do you want hostess?

I looked into his face with dismay and squeezed out of myself with difficulty:

- So, is it true?

- Even so? - He raised an eyebrow in question. - Maybe you'd better turn to Infante, enslaved us in slavery?

- Lena, Helen! - I called in a fright.

- Yes, Mistress! - I heard in the room, and at the same time Lena appeared next to Stepan. - What happened?

- How, always the same thing! - said Stepan with displeasure, turning to Lena, - she does not understand anything!

- We, Madam Demons. - For some reason Lena answered me, - And now our oath obliges to serve you. Are you having problems?

- Not! - I hardly smiled. “So everything I remember is not a dream?”

- Yes, Mrs. Eugene, this is not a dream. Everything was ... and we are your servants. If you want, then we will kill or wear out anyone. Even to death ... Death during orgasm is the perfect end to life. “She sighed,” but I dream of that shore, where fate had enabled me to know you ... —and her gaze pierced me to the liver.

- Disappear! - I screamed, feeling how my heart was cold and I became unbearable.

They are gone. Here they were, and then disappeared. A hot, dense wave ran through the room. Suddenly, I smiled. Answers have been received, and how I will act with such assistants ... My heart, as if it had accelerated, pounded louder, and with pleasure I looked into such a beautiful future.