Shortstackubus 3: Customer Satisfaction

This chapter came about from looking at the strange contract I have involved in this series. Moogs sets up some clear rules at the beginning, but primarily it’s that she gets his sexual life force to feed herself while he gets whatever he wants in his mortal life. Doesn’t even cost his soul. He’s unsure how far that all goes so he’s careful about it, and Moogs controls everything around him so he doesn’t want to get her mad when she considers cum food and vaginal sex ridiculous. Needed a third wheel to interrupt and force some more structure into the series while forcing actual sex to happen.

I realized part way in that Xerxes probably looks a lot like Kage from Ranking of Kings, since I’ve been watching the new season, but a little more eldritchy. Just a blob that has a shadowy whatever part is handy. If the story goes on, I definitely still want it to be primarily about Moogs just “doing her job,” but dipping a little into the realm of Hell and the things that dwell there could be fun.

Life with Moogs had the same simple awkwardness to them every day. He didn’t have anything that he needed to do besides feed her, which she’d take care of herself if she needed. He’d wake up to find squat, pinkish-red succubus sucking down another meal as if crawling under his covers was her equivalent of a midnight snack. She paid him very little mind when she wasn’t feasting on him, but she’d hastily solve any problem or concern Conner might have with a flick of her fingers.

The stubby she-devil spent the first couple weeks milking Conner as she pleased. He started to get a little bit of cabin fever, so he checked in with her once in a while to make sure he was clear to take a walk. He had effectively infinite budget for takeout and deliveries (tipping generously just because he could), but he felt the urge to get some actual sunlight once in a while and move his legs for reasons besides fucking Moogs’ mouth. She insisted it was the easiest and most filling way for her to feed, so she didn’t really entertain the idea of genuine sex for more than a second.

Once, he took his time coming back. It was apparently too long for Moogs’ appetites and she teleported him home halfway through shopping at the mall to suck her next meal out of him.

When Conner went out for his latest walk, he didn’t get far. His succubus gave him permission as usual, but he only left for a couple minutes when he saw the familiar puff of smoke and blur of motion all around him meaning he was being summoned. Rather than being pulled back home or whisked off to his latest wished vacation, he was inexplicably standing on a skyscraper rooftop. Moogs was floating in front of him and looking slightly panicked. It was a new look for her, and Conner kind of liked it on the otherwise cold and pushy creature.

“Conner! I need you home and I need you happy!” she spat out in a hurry.

“I AM happy… right?” he asked, second guessing himself. “Why? Do I not seem happy?”

“You’ve been a little pale and your people skills could use some work,” Moogs rattled off even quicker.

Her human frowned. It wasn’t great to hear from the woman who treated him like cattle, even if that did taint the validity of a lot of her opinions.

“But it’s because I’m due for an inspection today!” the demon summed up impatiently.

Conner had to snicker.

“Really? You have a boss?”

“Everyone has a boss! Especially in Hell! It’s Hell! And they have a tough time with PR as it is so they want to make sure word of mouth and mortal satisfaction is flawless. So I need a good review out of you so we can keep this arrangement.”

He looked over the floating, ashen-haired shortstackubus in front of him. She was clearly desperate, and it made him crack a smile to see her in anything but her bored, businesslike state.

“So long as you do what it takes to keep me happy, I don’t see why not.”

Moogs was a demon, so she knew enough to grimace at the wording of Conner’s sentence. She bared her fangs past her pouty lips, but her wings and shoulders finally slumped.

“Fine! Whatever! You good to go?”

As soon as Conner nodded, Moogs grabbed his arm and they teleported again. They arrived back at his house, slightly tidier than he’d left it. There was also a black orb with a large, floating eye on the front and back. Large, dark tentacles splayed out in a loose shape like undulating wings. The floating eye looked blankly at us as we appeared, but anything ominous about it faded away in a flash. Its lid curled into a pleasant, mouthless smile and two tentacles emerged holding a pencil and clipboard.

“Well hello, Conner! Good to see you!” it greeted him more fondly than Moogs had ever bothered.

Its voice was as happy and light as it could be when it was all oil and gravel.

“Glad to have you onboard for our program. I am Xerxes the Underseer, and I’ll be conducting an inspection and satisfaction survey on your pact.”

“Sounds… good?” Conner attempted.

Xerxes’ eye smile continued so he stuck with that answer.

“Outstanding. We have a bit of a bad wrap, as I’m sure you know, so we want to make sure people on the surface world don’t get a bad impression about our host program. And I’m sire Moogs has been very generous guest on your plane.”

“Oh, right. She’s been-”

“…because she can be replaced,” the eye monster added more coldly, narrowing his eye at the squat succubus at Conner’s side. Moogs swallowed noisily beside him.

“Ah. Nooo, she’s been great,” Conner pitched in.

Moogs visibly relaxed, her wings dipping back down below her horns.

“She’s been really… harmless.”

Xerxes’ eye narrowed again and he scribbled on his paperwork. Conner hurried to change course.

“I mean generous! I’ve got all the money and comforts I want. Doesn’t get in the way and takes care of herself…”

“Of course. Though she IS meant to be taking care if YOU,” the demonic supervisor reminded him.

“She does,” he hastily defended.

It was a bit out of pity for the suddenly threatened succubus. They weren’t exactly friends, but he didn’t want her banished or deleted or whatever this was about. There was also the leverage this could bring him.

“She’ll do anything I ask and then some. You should see her in her maid outfit when she gets to cleaning.”

Moogs tensed up, blushing so hard her pink cheeks turned a bright, molten red.

“Should I now?” Xerxes mused.

Conner looked back at Moogs. She bit her lip, clearly weighing her options in the moment. With another puff of smoke, she ditched her leather skirt look and replaced it with an overly fetishized maid outfit just like he’d imagined. The lacey black and white attire was straight out of a sex shop or costume store.

“Excellent, minion,” Conner praised.

Moogs’ tail curled into a tight loop like a clenching fist. Xerxes scribbled away with his pencil, floating/nodding in approval. Conner patted her on the head, making her quietly seethe as her wings flared in annoyance.

“Now I assume she has been serving all your needs,” Xerxes asked suggestively.

The imp’s eyes darted towards Conner but didn’t dare to say anything.

“I suppose it HAS been a while since she’s done that. I’ve been so busy keeping her fed I haven’t properly enjoyed myself in a ” the human considered aloud.

Moogs let out a low, guttural snarl, whether or not her hellish supervisor was there. Xerxes’ just clicked his pen and scribbled something else.

“Don’t mind me. I’m here to review your satisfaction and performances. And considering I was here around the time your kind discovered organized warfare, I’ve seen it all,” the shade joked with a strange hint of a jovial, genuine smile to his eye.

Moogs’ face looked like she was choking back an insult or vomiting but she snapped her claws.

“Of course. Anything for my master…”

The world around them warped around until they were in what looked like a honeymoon suite. Moogs was laying on a huge, heart-shaped bed, having changed herself into some skimpy, dark purple lingerie and stockings. The dark color made her bold red skin stand out while making her look more appetizing than she usually bothered to present herself. She laid on her back, her thick and stubby tail poking out from under her hips and between her spread legs. Her stubby bat wings and huge, ash-colored hair spread out beneath her.

The short succubus gave her best seductive smile, but she had done so much scowling and shrugging him off that she was very bad at it. It almost made it cuter in a way.

“Come and get it, st… stud,” she managed to choke out with some flimsily fake enthusiasm.

Conner had to smile. “This is why you’re so great at your job, Moogs,” he praised.

He figured as long as he was going to enjoy actually fucking the demonic shortstack for once, he could put on a little extra praise on her review.

He disrobed as he approached the bed, climbing in with the normally callous succubus. He immediately mounted her, pressing his curiously hard rod against her groin. The tiny lingerie didn’t even fully cover her pussy and Moogs shuddered from the surprising contact. It didn’t look especially pleasurable or even uncomfortable for her. She looked more confused than anything in the moment, looking like he had started licking her elbow rather than grinding on her pussy.

He grabbed two big handfuls of Moogs. One hand took one of her proportionally huge tits while the other gripped one of her curling ram horns. He squeezed the soft orb while pulling her in by the head, forcing her into a deep and heated kiss. He was very familiar with her plump lips and wildly flexible tongue, but he had never properly kissed her. He was sure she saw that as wasting time when she could be eating, but it was an intensely passionate moment for him. The fine line of their cold sexlife was crossed as she embraced him, gasping into his mouth.

Moogs gave him a brief look of confusion and disgust before she remembered what was on the line. The demoness sucked noisily on his tongue, her oral expertise making her slurp up his drooling tongue with a sloppy racket. The tingling sensation went all the way down Conner’s spine and through his dick. His erection pulsed and pressed needily against the fine silk covering her pussy.

Conner ran his hand down her side, pulling on her summoned lingerie along the way. He tore it off, hungrily unwrapping her from her delicate clothes. They vanished into cinders when they left her body, and she squirmed her stubby body beneath him to grind her breasts against him. It made her wiggling hips bump against his cock in a way he couldn’t resist any longer. He grabbed her fat ass and lifted up, tipping her over backward so hat the tips of her horns scraped against the bed’s blankets.

“Very interesting,” Xerxes muttered somewhere in the background, but Conner wasn’t bothering to pay much attention to him. As long as he enjoyed himself, Moogs kept her job, so he intended to do just that.

He ripped the panties away, exposing her bare, plump-looking pussy. The succubus gasped and her dark eyes widened as he pushed her legs out into a split in either direction. She gulped hard, biting back the urge to tell him off or protest when she was doing what she was intended to do all along. Conner drove his cock straight down into her, drilling into her like a stake as he mating pressed her into the bed. Moogs gave a sharp wail of surprise. Conner was just stunned by the pleasure, staying balls deep inside her from his thrust. Demon pussy was incredible; soaking wet for easy friction but tight enough with every thrust to give him as much pleasure as he wanted. It might have been her small size, but her cunt seemed to grip around his shaft.

“Fuck that’s good,” he groaned, finally rolling his hips for a few more pumps inside her.

Moogs moaned loudly and her eyes rolled. They rolled out of sarcasm rather than pleasure, clearly annoyed with her required acting. She still squirmed and winced, tensing around him for a fresh squeeze of his cock with her pelvis muscles. Her wriggling still rubbed back against him like an unintended hump so he kept going, enthusiastically fucking the forbidden little imp until she was grunting from the exertion if nothing else. She bounced against the bed, her big tits and ass flopping along with them. The slap of Conner’s balls and her own tail against her ass kept a fleshy rhythm to his thrusts.

“That’s right. You like that, you little hell whore?” Conner grunted.

It was half encouragement to keep up the act but not without some vented frustration. Finally claiming her pussy inspired him to go all out, hammering her pussy like he was trying to come out the other side of her. Her slim, naked belly bulged near its base as he pushed hard and deep, making her gasp as her mouth and eyes went wide. He smacked her plump ass, making it jiggle beneath him when her silence took too long.

“I said ‘don’t you love your master’s dick?” he demanded.

Moogs gave a shrill little trilling noise before she nodded in her upside down state.

“Y-yea… it’s so good! Thank you for  your tasty moral flesh, master!” she blurted in a bit of a daze.

Moogs was either enjoying it more than she let on or she was just getting dizzy from all the bouncing around. She was definitely drooling, whether she was aroused or just thinking about taking him into her mouth as usual. Either way, she seemed fine with it all so Conner took it even further. He grabbed her plump hips and sat up, getting on his knees while he pulled her into his lap. He pulled out of her pussy just to shove it up her fat red ass, sheathing it into her until her cheeks clapped against his thighs. Her stubby, forked tail curled up against his stomach with no other place to go, and her huge cheeks squished up right after them.

Conner had to relocate his hands to find the space. He reached around and squeezed her plump, crimson tits like handles. Even if her horns would have made firmer grips, the face that he got to feel her up was much more rewarding. Especially with her weird shadowy boss watching with the same unphased stare like he’d seen this with every human-demon pairing. She cried out as her poofy ponytail flopped around in front of him, blinding him to anything but how hot it felt to squeeze her tits and fuck her ass. He pulled harder on her chest, pinching her nipples in the process. He tugged her in close like the dangerous demon was nothing but a sex toy, pumping her plump little body like he was jerking himself off with her. Her tight, sloppy pussy clenched around him while her wide booty slapped against his lap. Moogs’ dumbstruck face bucked back and forth in front of him, her upturned tail sticking straight up in the air.

“YES~! YES~! TAKE ME, MASTER! USE ME FOR YOUR EVERY EARTHLY DESIRE!” the demon gasped.

Moogs seemed much more enthusiastic and vocal about anal, and Conner had the passing thought about if it was since it would also be attached to her stomach like her preferred mouth was (if demons even had anatomy like humans did). He didn’t think too long about it because he was interrupted by his most intense orgasm he’d had in his entire life. His dick throbbed inside her twitching asshole so that their throbbing genitals prodded at each other to catch them in a feedback loop of pleasure. Conner’s grip loosened on Moogs until she was hanging suspended by nothing but his hardon. His cum shot in thick, creamy spurts until it filled her asshole, while Moog’s drooling mouth and pussy had left puddles of her own juices on the bed beneath her. He even felt her cheeks tense and flex as her ass grew a bit bigger from taking his load directly.

“An interesting approach to customer service! I respect our passion for each other. Not all bound pairings can maintain that kind of energy, but you two acted like it was your first time.”

Xerxes’ praise snapped them out of their stunned passion. The floating shade pulled a piece of paper from his clipboard, opened a miniature portal next to him, and dropped it inside.

“I’ve recorded you as ‘exceeded expectations’ and ‘highly satisfied.’ Congratulations, Moogs, and keep up the good work.”

Moogs just mumbled some nonsense as she slumped forward, sliding off Conner’s dick like a melting popsicle. She dropped flat on her face on the bed, her cummy ass stuck up in the air. Her human sat back on the bed, feeling drained but satisfied. Xerxes extended a tentacle and excreted a business card with a glowing sigil on it.

“Uh… thanks? What’s that?”

“My card. If you have any complaints or comments, we’d love to hear back from you at any time. We appreciate customer feedback, especially if it means keeping a customer like you so very satisfied.”

One of Xerxes’ dark tendrils extended into a playful salute and Xerxes imploded in on himself. Conner examined the card, realized he had no idea how to use it, but held onto it anyway.

“I guess we’re in the clear. You okay, Moogs?”

The thick little succubus let out a long burp and the room around them warped back to his usual living room. Moogs gave a wet little gagging noise as she lurched back to her feet.

“Ugh… you humans are disgusting. How do you eat so much cum like that!? It’s so hard to manage all at once,” she complained, rubbing her ass. It had definitely gone up a size or two, sticking out even further when she summoned her usual black leather dress onto her body.

“Oh it wasn’t that bad, was it? You seemed to like some of it yourself,” Conner pointed out.

Moogs pursed her pouty lips and turned her head away callously, but she didn’t deny it either.

“Well I thought it was sexy as hell. And your boss sure seemed to approve of it,” her human reminded her.

That got her attention. Moogs’ tail stiffened as she knew she’d been caught slacking on her job.

“I wonder what your customer service demon would say about how much sex is worth your power over my life and the entire mortal plane around me…” he thought out loud, rubbing his leverage in her face.

Moogs grimaced and held up a finger.

“Okay! I get it! How about… once a month? That’s plenty for a human, right?” she asked tensely.

“Nice try. Every other day,” Conner said, folding his arms.

“Are you kidding me!? I’d blow up like a balloon! I’d be the laughing stock of the succubi! It takes a lot to maintain this…”

She bared her fangs behind her pouty lips in a frustrated growl.

“Once a week! Everything else is oral on demand unless we have another inspection or something! Just no calling my bosses! Deal?”

Conner had been working with nothing but sloppy succubus blowjobs as it was, so a little chance of pace felt nice. He held out a hand and she readily shook it with her own.

“Deal. But I think you look good with some more meat on your bones.”

Conner gave her ass a firm smack, loving how it jiggled beneath her dress. Moogs’ wings flared up and she glared at him.

“Would you stop that!? Now I have to go run a few curses or something to burn all this fat off…”

“We could always have sex again. I hear the calories-”

Moogs floated off the ground as fire erupted around her, her eyes going pure black.

“I SAID ONCE A WEEK!” she screamed before vanishing in another burst of flame. Whatever her issue was with it, she certainly seemed more… lively when she was full of cum.