Innocent Devil's Harem 3: a Men's Paranormal Fantasy by Wolf Kaizer

Author:Wolf, Kaizer [Wolf, Kaizer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

(9) Chapter 39: Enigma

Truly I was at a loss.

As was the succubus Miriam.

Comparing notes, of what I could do contrasted against her knowledge of the supernatural realm all around us, existing in plain sight in the normal world, we discovered some major inconsistencies regarding my physical traits.

First, incubi didn’t have wings, whereas certain other types of demons, like succubi and archdemons -- the latter of which were very tall and powerful demons towering over ten feet -- all had wings. However, even despite that, there was no such thing as ‘growing wings’ as far as she was aware.

A demon either had the extra appendages, or they didn’t, and while my slight transformation wasn’t entirely bizarre on its own, which was why she didn’t think much of my shifting skin, hair, and eye colors, the growing of entirely new limbs was very bizarre.

And then there was my regeneration and occasional need for blood.

Certainly, there were blood-drinkers in the world, all of whom drank only blood, but the list of such creatures did not include incubi.

Or succubi.

Or imps.

Or archdemons.

So I had the transformed body and compulsion of an incubus, wings akin to an archdemon, a form of regeneration that was unheard of, and the occasional dietary needs of some truly cursed creatures.

Not to mention, there was the contradiction that was my parents, with my father pretty much being required to be a true incubus for me to have the strength of compulsion I wielded, whereas the only way I would have a human form was if my mother was also human, leaving the glaring question -- how did I end up like this?

“It’s like you’re a chimera,” Miriam finally said in disbelief, still sitting just above my cock, her tail wrapped around the head, my shaft in her crack as she shook her head at what seemed to be an absurd idea.

I cleared my throat, still propped up on my elbows, enjoying her small hands on my chest. “And what does that mean, aside from the obvious lion-goat thing that’s called that?”

She sighed. “Basically exactly what it sounds like. You have so many inconsistent traits that it just doesn’t make sense, as if you’re a demonic Frankenstein. Pieces of different races of demons sewn together. Except more on a genetic level.” She paused when I gave her a look, only to roll her emerald eyes. “Yes, I know what Frankenstein is, silly. I’m old, not culturally illiterate.” She smiled more warmly then, only for her green eyes to become unfocused slightly as she spoke softer. “I actually remember when the black-and-white film came out in theaters.”

I nodded, my thoughts focused on the primary topic. “But you don’t really think that’s true, right?” I asked hesitantly. “That I’m some sort of Frankenstein?”

She gave me a small smile, unexpectedly leaning up to press her lips tenderly against mine. “From what I can tell,” she whispered. “You have an incubus father, a mostly human mother, if not entirely human, and you were born normally. If there’s an unknown element in all this, it must be magical.

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