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The Futa and the Devil: Futa Academy 3
The Futa and the Devil: Futa Academy 3
The Futa and the Devil: Futa Academy 3
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Previously published as The Futa and the Devil by KayDee Sommers.

Life as a futa succubus is never easy.

After escaping the clutches of Queen Mona and her bee girls, Brittany is summoned to appear before Abaddon, the evil ruler of the underworld, where she expects to be made his concubine. In her search for a way to escape her fate, Brittany finds T.S., the sexy occultist with a possible way out for Brittany. If Brittany can resist making T.S. another victim of her dark desires.

The third entry in the Futa Academy series wraps the first cycle in the adventures of Brittany with a sexy and romantic finale!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLyka Bloom
Release dateMay 26, 2022
ISBN9780463174760
The Futa and the Devil: Futa Academy 3
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Lyka Bloom

Lyka Bloom writes various forms of fiction, but erotica has become a new passion. She preferstransformations and games of control, and enjoys exploring all the perverse kinks bubbling beneath the surface of sexuality.

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    The Futa and the Devil - Lyka Bloom

    THE FUTA AND THE DEVIL:

    FUTA ACADEMY BOOK 3

    by Lyka Bloom

    As

    KayDee Sommers

    THE FUTA AND THE DEVIL:

    FUTA ACADEMY BOOK 3

    First Edition. May 26, 2022 at Smashwords.

    Copyright © 2022 Lyka Bloom

    You can find more on my Author Page, or at

    www.LykaBloom.com

    When you write as much as I do, sometimes you want to branch out, to try some different things, and generally see if you can do something you haven't done in the past. Or, you want to do something that doesn't quite fit in the rest of the body of work. And so, KayDee Sommers was born.

    I've written a number of stories under that name, and it's time for them to come home and live alongside the rest of my stories. If you've never read KayDee's stories, now's your chance. If you have, these will be edited versions of the stories you read before.

    I hope you enjoy them. I know I enjoyed their creation, and I am very pleased to present them to you as part of my library of writing. Happy reading!

    And if you want more of Brittany's adventures, drop me a line at lykabloom@gmail.com!

    My what? Brittany asked, incredulous.

    I'm your assigned incubus. And I'm here to enlist you. You might not have heard, hotness, but there's a war going on. And Hell wants you.

    A month ago, she'd been a mousy college student, too afraid to ask out the sexy guy who worked the counter of her favorite diner. Now she was a curvy succubus with a clit that swelled into a futa cock when she got excited and a taste for the desires of humans. She'd been nearly converted into a drone in the service of some kind of mythical bee queen and summarily saved by strangers, one of whom was sitting in her kitchenette near Leonard University.

    Tell Hell to go fuck itself, Brittany countered. I don't know anything about this stupid war and I don't have any interest in it.

    You would have preferred we left you in the hive, sucking drone tits the rest of your life? His tone was full of dark laughter.

    In truth, there were worse fates. The thought of her naked body covered in honey, the fingers and tongues of the drones exploring her while Queen Mona watched still made her pussy dampen and her clit swell.

    Bad question for a succubus, he admitted. But your mind would never have been your own. And the boss has plans for you.

    The boss? she asked, winding around the thick brute in her living room. The green tee shirt he wore was actually an R.E.M. concert shirt, tucked into the jeans that were tight on his ass and thighs. He looked like a slab of beef poured into denim, and Brittany thought there were fates worse than that, too.

    Abaddon. The big cheese in our circles. He chuckled. You know, like circles of He-

    I get it, Magic Mike.

    Carlin, he corrected. The dark hair that fell down his back in a ponytail was matched by a Van dyke, the bottom half of which was decorated by golden beads. If he was aiming for demonic hippie, Brittany mused, he

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