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Sigma Tauri sighed. As if finals month weren't enough of a nightmare already? Demons came out raiding in full force. She and her team have been running ragged. And somehow, Alpha Centauri and Orion Belt were still... *URGH*

Finding the energy to do **THAT!**. She never understood how anyone actually enjoyed that... Just... *URGH!* Sticky fluids everywhere, SOMETHING breaching your body, and/or your mouth on the weirdest parts... At least Penrose Sphere made sense! SHE FED THAT WAY!

"Hey, Sig! You look like you are NOT having a good time..."

"What gave it away, Penrose? The bags under my eyes, the constant sighs and shivers, or..."

"That and your aura."

"My... Aura?"

"Your aura. I mean everyone has an aura that's affected by their emotional and physical state, and we succubi and incubi are natural at reading it! Maybe one day I'll teach you!"

"... How are Orion and Alpha?"

"Sleeping VERY comfortably. Getting the kind of good night's sleep you can only DREAM of!"

Sigma Tauri grimaced...

"Nonono, I did NOT mean it like that! I know you have a hard time falling asleep and sometimes you wake up and have a horrible time going to sleep..."

"HOLD ON! Are you saying that SOMEHOW, you draining them makes them MORE energetic?"

"... Yeah! I mean no. Not directly. I leave them drained but well fed and sleeping it off. A good night's sleep outweights what I drained from them even before they get to replenish their reserves!"

"I'm glad you're such a considerate teammate Penrose. And I'm happy you remember to get dressed!"

The succubus laughed.

"Yeah, I don't want you to feel queasy any time you see me."

"It's nothing against you..."

"I know, Sig. I'll make you coffee, boss. Grinded the beans myself. About to use one of these coffee making things you see in that Persona 5 game! What kind of milk do you want in it?"

"Any's fine. I'm not picky, Penrose!"

"You got it Sig!" Penrose gave a quick salute and rushed out of the room.

She came back half an hour later with several thermoses worth of iced coffee.

Tastiest, sweetest, most coziest coffee Sigma Tauri ever had.

"Thanks Penrose! You're the best! We don't always see eye to eye, but I'm glad to count you amongst the Pretty Star Sentinels! The first succubus Magical Girl! What a day to be alive, eh?"

"Yeah. and it's all because I checked my ego, sadism and fanaticism at the door. So many of my kind are just... *URGH!* They'd rather die than checking their sense of superiority and power over humans at the door! They'd pass on the greatest FREE all you can eat buffet of lust, or of adrenaline and aggression any Demon could EVER have, all because getting there means meeting you guys on an equal enough footing! Seriously, a day at the UFC Octagon would feed so many Blade Demons it's not even funny, and don't get me started on how many Marines, Spetsnaz, SAT and so on would LOVE to spar with peeps with alien biologies, LITERAL MAGIC, and alien combat styles!"

Sigma Tauri laughed.

"Hey, Sig...What's a Penrose Sphere though?" Penrose asked.

"... You'll have to ask Alpha Centauri. She LIVES for that nerdy stuff, and she'll tell you all about how that theoretical megastructure supposedly extracts energy from black holes of all things!"

"Black holes. Of course. I'm one of you so I get in on the star theme naming, but I don't have to renounce nor hide being a demon so my tac-name is black hole derived." Penrose smiled.

"Yuppers!"

As they spent the next few hours together, Penrose providing help with Sigma Tauri's homework while they were on standby... Sigma Tauri smiled when came the time to sleep.

Penrose even helped tuck her to bed and put a sleeping mask on her face. Best sleep she ever had!

But when she woke up, she was somewhat upset at what she found.

"Okay girls, who STOLE MY COFFEE?"

Alpha Centauri and Orion Belt looked at each other confused. Penrose was innocent by default, she did not feed on human foods.

"... We didn't grab your coffee. We grabbed the thermoses Penrose left for us..."

"WHY DID YOU THINK THEY WERE FOR YOU?"

"... Because they had milk in them and you're asexual?" Alpha Centauri answered matter of factly.

"You do know there's nothing sexual about goat milk, right?"

"Depends on what kind of goat. Because Penrose's milk is the Greatest Of All Things!"

Sigma Tauri froze. And then rushed to the bathroom to puke. She was at it for an hour.

Penrose looked at Alpha Centauri and Orion Belt with a mix of concern and confusion.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"... Why did you give her SUCCUBUS BREAST MILK COFFEE???"

"I asked her what kind of milk she wanted! She said any was fine! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW MY OWN MILK WAS OFF THE TABLE???"

There was silence until Sigma Tauri came out of the bathroom looking queasy still.

"Penrose? What in HELL possessed you to give me BREAST MILK???"

"Sig... You told me any kind of milk was fine!"

"Did it not cross your mind that, maybe, JUST MAYBE, I DID NOT WANT BREAST MILK?"

"... No? Why didn't you say so?"

Silence,

"You do realize what breast milk means when adults drink it, right?"

"A nourishing, stimulating solution perfect for a little pick me up?"

"... IT! IS! LEWD!"

"Yes, and?" Penrose answered, confused.

"... Sigma Tauri is... She does not have a sex drive AND even the second-hand sensory experience of it is very uncomfortable on her. Sticky stuff everywhere, smells and sweat and..."

"... Oh. Sorry Sig. My bad Sig. Won't do it again and I will CLEARLY label any edibles or drinkables I LITERALLY poured myself in to ANY degree."

"... Thank you Penrose. You are forgiven. Where the hell did you grow up that putting your breast milk in someone's drinks feels normal to you though?"

Alpha Centauri and Sigma Tauri facepalmed.

"In the Abyss Between Dimensions? Why?" Penrose answered.

"... Ask a stupid question... You're not even being snide. You're not even TRYING to be snarky... Somehow it feels even more snide. Like the UNIVERSE ITSELF is laughing at me for even THINKING of asking such a stupid question."

This was going to be one of those days for Sigma Tauri...

(This was a story set in the same universe as this: https://www.reddit.com/r/NSFWworldbuilding/comments/1vtatuu/a_succubus_magical_girl/ )

When Demons launch raids on Earth to steal life energy from the humans, attempting to abduct some, humans do not tend to like it. They tend to want to fight back.

But Demons, having their very own dimension to retreat to, and being able to blend in to some extent, make for a difficult terrorist groups to counter by conventional CTUs. Sorry Team Rainbow, we love you, but they tend to be long gone by the time you get there.

Unconventional methods such as Magical Girls sensitive to their energies and their powers actually can fight and pursue on their terms. While they may sound and look ridiculous with their pretty outfits, "Love Beams" throwing deadly hearts around, they do have the magically enhanced mobility and reflexes AND the magical attunements to identity attacks before conventional CTUs and get on the scene in time.

Now, a team of Magical Girls would be the LAST place you would expect to find a Succubus in. Aren't they Demons, AKA the natural enemy of Magical Girls?

Well, that Magical Girls team was actually as surprised as you were when a Succubus wanted to defect to them. and so were the demons when they ran into the traitor.

But why did she defect to the Magical Girls team?

"I get more energy in a day by asking humans politely than you all do in 3 months worth of magical terrorism. Hell, if my teammates accept to top me up, I get more human life energy in one act than you all get in a year! Do the smart thing, join the winning team! Don't get yourself killed because of fanaticism, ego or sadism! It's a FREE all you can eat buffet out there if you ask nicely! Just bring the humans some nice food and let them rest! The faster they replenish life energy, the faster you can eat again!"

--> Penrose Sphere, Ambusher and Succubus Defector's version of the usual Cease and Desist and demand of surrender to avoid a messy fight when running into succubi operatives. She has alternate variants for other Demons and alternate feeding methods (Battle Demons are told that the UFC Octagon is the free all you can eat buffet for example) So far, no Demon took her offer.

How did the Pretty Star Sentinel team took it?

"We took her on a tryout basis and she actually tries to talk with other Demons! They never listen though, so we fight them together! So we gave her a Pretty Star Wand and a Love Star Pendant! No regrets! Well, actually, not quite. There are some regrets. She turned the Pretty Star Wand into a violet wand, and the magical heart-shaped jewel into a... Well, it's not a heart anymore. I want to be mad, but I'm too impressed she even pulled off the modifications at all. She's clearly part of the team, but her uniform is definitely nonstandard."

---> Team Leader Sigma Tauri.

"... Well, I mean... What we know as a heart symbol... Actually kindof comes from Ancient Roman depiction of a... Well, backside. A rump. So the modifications make sense for her theme. So does the violet wand. It's a subtle shift in symbolism that make them resist her magic a lot less. The sheer amount of reroutes and bypasses she made to it and made work... It intrigues my scientific curiousity... And I can analyze her magic to come up with better counter."

---> Field Analyst and Arcanist Alpha Centauri.

""Scientific curiousity?" Bullshit! Alpha Centauri is a closet perv who's just happy that a succubus is fucking her brains out without having to betray us! She's the one who modified Penrose Sphere's kit!"

---> High Speed Assaulter Orion Belt.

"Do not listen to Orion Belt's absolute and utter SLANDER! Every word coming out of her mouth is BULLSHIT"

---> Field Analyst and Arcanist Alpha Centauri.

"I'm going to have to call BOTH of you out on your bullshit. Yes, Alpha Centauri is defintely a closet repressed perv. But she is a tech genius AND an inquiring scientific mind who has helped me adjust my equipment (as I am attuned to it, it is best that I am the one doing the modifications!) with her tutoring and expertise. Her commitment to protecting Earth is unwavering and she would have NEVER willingly betrayed you. As much of a perv as she is, she DOES have ENDLESS scientific curiousity. Being absolutely RIDICULOUSLY horny AND being an inquiring scientific mind are not mutually exclusive traits. Got it?"

--> Penrose Sphere, Ambusher and Succubus Defector

"Sorry I've been mean to you and implied you were just a perv and denied you were a super smart and valuable teammate, Alpha Centauri."

---> High Speed Assaulter Orion Belt's apology.

"Sorry I implied you were a pathological liar, Orion Belt."

---> Field Analyst and Arcanist Alpha Centauri's apology.

"See? That wasn't so hard, was it? Now, will you two good girls kiss and make up under my supervision?

--> Penrose Sphere, Ambusher and Succubus Defector's

[Marathon three way sex session has been removed from the documentary to keep it nonpornographic.]

"I swear, Orion Belt is so starved for anything remotely resembling praise despite being such a good girl, I GENUINELY HATE the fact I don't know her civilian identity because the Pendant makes sure to make our bodies and faces forgettable and unremarkable, since I would LOVE to have a chat with her clearly at best neglectful, at worst ACTIVELY ABUSIVE relatives. And I do mean a chat. Literally, NOT a euphemism. People get chatty with me and reveal incriminating things in polite talks with me sometimes."

--> Penrose Sphere, Ambusher and Succubus Defector's closing lament on her team dynamics, as she laid with exhausted Orion Belt and Alpha Centauri and affectionately cuddled them, letting them comfortably rest suckling on her teats, all three of them coated in blurred out fluids.

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(Art from Nanoless. Source: https://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/Nanoless/1014971/Nanoless-Succubus )

Because I might have done exactly that.

Because believe it or not, I did. I took a writing prompt and came up with a full on fictional game and it's fanbase. :P

Let me clear the common misconceptions and set some ground rules.

I am NOT a spy, I am an Intelligence Agent. That means I keep up to date on the going ons of Sol III from the Vesperan Embassy by purely legal means, such as subscribing to and reading through scientific publications and using logic to figure out what your military might be working on based on publication patterns that suggest a sudden gag order, accessing publically available internet forums and Terran media to keep my finger on the pulse of Terran cultural movements, and YES, engaging in AMAs like these! Yes, your responses WILL be logged and analyzed, as they ARE made on a public forum that my superiors have access to. No, I do NOT do "Jane Bond shit", that would be Espionnage and, as far as I know, no Vesperan espionnage operations currently running on your world. Though to be fair, IF there were, I'm just a low level embassy employee so obviously they wouldn't tell me. As far as I know though, our first contact and initial diplomatic relations have given us no cause whatsoever to start fighting each other, and I hope we can KEEP it that way without anyone on either side starting to run with cloak and daggers.

Technically, I am NOT actually a wasp, I'm an insectoid alien that merely has traits such as bodytype and wings and stingers that made you terrans compare me to the terran insects known as wasps. My species has been compared to bees and wasps, and you know what, fair enough.

Lastly, I am not a Storm of Conflict player. On the off chance I get access to classified documents or other secure information, I will NOT leak it to win an argument. I did not expect to be the one forwarding the specs on your next generation cruisers to my superiors, but blame the idiot arguing about turret angular velocity on the Storm of Conflict forums for the leaked terrans military documents, NOT ME! I just saw a publically available (for a few hours anyways) document.

Hope this AMA is a good time for all and that we both get some nice, publically available information on each others' species and planets! Have a nice planetary revolution period humans!

Other signs to look out for:

Extensive allergies to common cloths and common care products and common sterile items.

INTENSE dislike of public bathrooms.

Always realizing when their friends are on their periods, sick or depressed before anyone else catches on, ESPECIALLY said friend.

Particularly exhausting PMS.

Natural empathy that seems oddly unreliable comes flu season and hay fever season.

Too affectionate and/or loyal.

Explosive temper around unsollicited touches with jewelry.

PMS coincidentally ALWAYS syncing up with the full moon.

That's not your girl having her period, that's the MOON having it's period and your girl being a Wolf.

Nobody remembers a time where humanoids and monstergirls were NOT at war. And some monstergirls are pushing a thousand year old. Countless contradictory stories spread about the war, all blaming the other side of course.

Here are the facts we know for sure:

Monstergirls organs are a critical part of many crafts. From Arachne Silk being a highly resilient, lightweight and soft material, to dragonscales being magically powerful, to monstergirl venoms having many alchemical uses... The fate of captured monsters is often dire and short...

Monstergirls do not have males. They have to breed with humanoids. This has lead to raids, to brainwashing and drugging, and all kinds of atrocities. Humanoid females are enslaved and used to breed more humans, or to do other work, while humanoid males are used to breed both monstergirls and captive humanoid females...

Both sides hate each other and tend to shoot on sight. Fallen settlements are all too common strategies. Hunting down the other side is a very profitable but highly dangerous career that is usually very short.

And then, you have Evelyn Jaeger. She looks human. She insists she is. She is clearly Fae-touched, and derives her sorcerous power from it. And she is a complete and absolute unknown.

Little is known about her, and most of it is either contradictory, comes from her, or both.

No one, neither human NOR monsters, had any record of her existence until one year ago. For all anyone knows, she might have actually appeared out of thin air one dark and stormy night. She claims to have been born in a windy city located in a jungle near a great lake, but these geographical features do not match any known place.

Evelyn seemingly possesses powerful, unknown magics, yet seems to prefer using low powered manifestations. Her most devastating spells though, live on everyone's nightmares.

Evelyn is clad in arachne silk spun garb, with shallow but wide pockets on her fron and back he fills with plates of salvaged material. She carries a strange dark slate that is rumored to be an incredibly powerful artefact, a small firemaking device of likely gnomish origins, a folding knife that also double as a set of tools, and a small device reminiscent of a hand crossbow, but without the bendy arms, and with a lot of rounded features, that fires tiny iron bolts of all things. A powerful Fae or Fae-touched sorceress weaponizing iron isn't implausible, but iron is disruptive tomagic, something that the Fae are not known to engage with normally.

Evelyn has been known to rescue humanoids from monstergirl captivity, and yet engaging with other monstergirls in friendly terms? Is seemingly convinced peace can be achieved, and seems particularly nauseated by camps used to hold captives?

The fact some villages have recently be discovered where humans and monstergirls work together has one does lend credence to her theory. The fact that she has somehow convinced monstergirls and humanoids to join her third faction is nothing short of baffling, and yet...

Her third faction grows more food under harsher conditions than even the farmers of the fertile Heartlands could ever hope to, and freely trade it. They even specialize in a crunchy dark paste that hardens into tasty, crunchy something once it cools down. The plants they grow look like strange, twisted version of common crops, alongside a few complete unknown plants. Initial reports indicate they call them Alraune Modified Organism, with Alraunes creating some kinds of "superseeds" to be farmed normally. These Alraune Modified Organism produce more food for less work, are highly resistent to blights and bad weather, and while they do not taste that good, they can feed a population much greater than theirs. Explaining why they still trade for normal food.

They also produce alchemical reagents on a large, unprecedented scale, including some never seen before. They can grow plants without soil, using just an alchemical water circulating so it does not grow stagnant. Slimegirls are used as small, living alchemy labs for reagents manufacturng.

Their construction methods use novel Slimegirl produced white-ish materials that seems to be constructed from agricultural byproducts. Necromantically treated, they are used to create what they call "prefabricated structures". The structures are built in parts, carried to wherever they want to make a settlement or a fort, and assembled there in the same way you would dismantle and reassemble your grandfather's clock, something they call "Mobile Construction".

Her faction has been originally formed by a handful of monstergirls and humanoids she met in her travels, and have grown to a near fanatical loyalty to her and her vision. They claim she has invented everything they use, while she is quick to pass the credit to her followers and "the giants on whose shoulders we all stand" for the very same. She claims to be no "One Stone", whatever that means.

For all of their peaceful ways, they are not afraid to engage in battle as needed, repelling brigands, raiders and invasion forces alike with highly mobile harassment tactics. Nocturnal monstergirls and a handful of humans given silk gliders, carried to high altitude by bigger flyers, and set loose, dropping a barrage of devastating spells out of nowhere and retreating form her "Night Witches Regiment". Unconfirned rumors of infernal abilities and the whispers of the wind heralding their attacks are investigated. Dangerous and previously unheard from traps deployed by goblin and kobold "combat engineers" are used to slow down encroaching forces. "Storm troops" made from strong monsters with mobility enhancements hit not the invading forces, but their supply lines, starving them in hostile territories until they retreat, surrender or die. Rumors even have it that they are building metal charriots and flying charriots to summon the Thunder of War.

And yet, for all the loyalty she inspires, she has VETOED any proposal to build statues in her effigy, and seems to be surprisingly humble. Walking among her subjects enjoying hearty commoner foods, singing and playing with them, and being strangely upset at being called a "guide". she insists they are not "one people", but instead are MANY PEOPLE coming together as one, and that she has NO INTENTION of turning the entire world into "one queendom". Rumors even have it that she might be so humble, she's actually willingly letting some of her subjects sexually dominate her.

One thing is certain though. They will fight to the death to accomplish the vision of the one they call "The Fae Sorceress from the Beyond, carrying the Power of the Bald Eagle", a nickname she seems to appreciate and even laugh at like it's a funny joke.

So, drakegirls. They look close to human, but with parts added to them. Intense yet subby personalities, yet attracted and attractive to humans, and how are they all females?

Turned out, they were designed this way. As in, biomagically engineered. See, even in a magocracy where magical might is placed above all, things still need to get done, and some of them require a physical touch. So they required a servant species designed for servitude and hard labor.

And drakes, AKA resilient, strong, extremophile semiaquatic amphibious predatory reptiles with strong brood and hierarchical instincts, were seen as the perfect candidate for uplifting. Take them as a basis, mix some human essence here and there, and you've got a good base for a servant species.

They are sterile, so they won't reproduce naturally. Their creation process is a delicate, precise manufacturing process to exact specifications. Not a single part of their designs is left to chance.

Physically attractive, literally hot (Body runs at a natural ~40C so they feel warm to the touch and confy to lay with), strong and resilient, and with claws and some scales, each egg is a customized, expensive work of art. And it's huge. You could use one as a dinner table huge. Once it is delivered to the buyer, the buyer must provide their own magical power to begin and fuel the incubation process.

One key part of said process is the implanted Dream Matrix, which will tell the drakegirl everything she needs to know to be a proper servant. Endless training, exercises, learning. Etiquette, language, posture, sexual services, combat lessons, laws, everything needed to be a perfect personal servant and bodyguard. The Dream Matrix making sure to imprint their owner as their Brood, and specifically their brood's Alpha.

And then hatches a nice, fully grown, fully mature, fully trained servant who knows her place and knows who she answers to. In theory, it was the perfect plan.

Excepts drakes have been known to challenge the Alpha of their brood. On it's own, not a disaster, since you're still part of their brood, so the worst that would happen to you would be ending up seen as the "runt with the clever ideas to be loved and protected and consulted on anything".

But their resilence makes them very prone to survive any abuse. And their ambush predator instincts make them particularly attuned to when and how you show weakness, when you're at your most vulnerable. And so they watch. Network. Carefully wait for the perfect opportunity.

And that's how the Magocracy fell "overnight". Of course the magi who treated their drakegirl like beloved servants or even part of the family were spared. And they were offered the chance to join their drakegirls on a Great Journey to the ends of the world. To inhospitable climates where they would be safe from abuse and exploitation.

Most of the magis accepted, expecting a fun adventure at the side of their beloved drakegirls. They instead got a gruelling but fulfilling adventure, eventually settling in arctic and arid climates. Creating the Twin Nations.

The Magi would reproduce among themselves and help produce more drakegirl with a new Dream Matrix making sure they knew of their History and how they would come to the world loved. Given a broad base of knowledge so they could choose what path their life would take them on.

And the Twin Nations developped something of a warrior culture, but one where fighting prowess is not what makes a warrior. What makes a warrior is the ability to face adversity and challenges without breaking. The ability to never give up. The ability to get back up when knocked down. The ability to "keep marching" when you find yourself marching through hell is what makes a warrior.

"Adversity is not the crucible that forges a blade. It is the swing that will show if the steel fang bites true or shatters."

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They simply have an advantage in stamina, due to getting a LOT MORE... Cardio. (Cuz they horni!!!)

And leadership was, and still is, a good way to get warm bodies to satisfy your lusts.

Of course, not every futa makes for a great soldier/leader. Only those disciplined about their lusts.

But yea. Better baseline stamina due to cardio, and being horni enough to naturally want your harem.

The advantage doesn't mean every leader is a futa. Just that you see more of them in fields that require stamina and/or leadership than you see in the general population.