《I could be in a coma》 Prolouge- What a wonderful world When he speaks ''Like this'' he is thinking in the present tense. A split using these "*********" indicates a flash back and or time/point of view change. Thursday June 25th, 2015 My name is Thaddeus Young A.K.A Thad or Tj to some. I''m a 20 year old African-American male living an above average life working at a tire shop while I''m in school. College at Yale is an amazing experience. I meet beautiful women, party, and learn. There are many lessons to learn about people and in books. As I was learning with my current girlfriend Amina. I''ve been learning the depths of her character since the first time we met in the library. Today marks our first year as a couple since we met our sophomore year. The only things we had in common was the hearsay that came with our names. After finding common ground, we reached a understanding and began to spend time with each other. It turned into a bit of a cultural exchange as she was German and Italian born in Europe. Tomorrow June 26th is our anniversary. **************************************************************************************** Unknown Date As slowly I return to consciousness I prepare to get up and get ready for a new day. I attempted to move my limbs and feel significantly weaker than usual. My lungs felt a little raw like i had been screaming or something. I opened my eyes and noticed I was in a crib. ''Where am I? Why am I a baby?'' **************************************************************************************** Friday June 26th, 2015 Amina *POV* Amina Hetz was waiting on Tj while he was getting dressed. They shared an apartment not far from campus that they had pooled their money on. Tj was a handsome young man he was of average height 5''8 and muscular. Every time she looked at him , she had a warm feeling of pride she couldn''t explain. She guessed she was proud of her catch. After moving from Germany to the United States for college she was scared. Scared of the new faces, reeling from the variety of people she met. ************************* Last Year Her freshman year at Yale was spent exploring seeing the areas around her college and in Connecticut. When meeting people she was reserved, but social. She was a perceptive, often seeing people''s true intention and personality with just one conversation. Smoking weed and drinking was something she did even back in Germany so it wasn''t hard to join the party crowd. She was foreign, intelligent, and good looking her looks got her a lot of freebies. At 5''4 with light skin, black hair, and hazel eyes that had a slight natural slant; she was striking and could make most men nervous in her presence. Breasts, curves, and a sizable rear made her one of the top beauties on campus. The second week of her sophomore year she would have her fated meeting with Tj. Amina was sitting in the library, her hidey-hole when she wanted to avoid campus traffic. Her surprise when a young man asked her a simple question that piqued her curiosity. "What are you reading?" Young Man "Shadow''s edge by Brent Weeks" Amina replied. She took a good look at the man. He was African American, his facial features pronounced yet relaxed. He was handsome his white t-shirt stretched slightly over a well taken care of body. "What page are you on?" The young man asked once again. "Page 240" Amina replied. "Well from what I''ve heard your built more like Vi, but you might act more like Elene" he once again replied with a wry smile. If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. "And who might you be?" She asked arching her eyebrow "Thaddeus Young, but you may call me Tj" Thaddeus replied Amina had heard about this person around campus. Finally being able to put face to name; Thaddeus was well known being active in the party community though never appearing at the one''s she attended. She occasionally heard the girls gossip about him, knowing a friend or two whom graced his bed. It surprised her to see him in a library. "And why might this honor be given to me sir?" she asked "Well I i believed I simply had to introduce myself and become friends with the gorgeous young lady that just so happens to be reading a medieval fantasy book. It''s not something I see everyday." He answered still smiling and winked once in her direction He now held Amina''s attention. Though the rumors about Thaddeus didn''t seem unfounded there was a depth to him that the rumors apparently didn''t catch, much to Amina''s delight. She told him her name "I''m Amina Hetz pleased to meet you Tj." "I assure you the pleasure will be all mine if you could just grace my phone with your number''s lovely presence and take the time out your your day to hang out madame" Tj said ******************** Junior Year 2015 So she did. They had been meeting up at least once a week ever since. Time passed as they got to know each other debating, agreeing, disagreeing, and even insulting each other from time to time. Thad always kept his intentions clear with her. He was pursuing her and she didn''t mind at all. He was honest, intelligent, and adorable in her eyes. They shared they''re beliefs, showed each other their grades, and made a support system between themselves. They officially started dating March 6, 2014. The rest became history ******************** Thad''s P.O.V Firday June 26th, 2015 I just got finished dressed. I notice Amina staring at me eyes sparkling. I tended to do the same, I care for her deeply now. I''ve dated and slept with enough women and I think she might be the one. Tonight we have booked a table at Union League Cafe in New Haven. Afterwards I''ll surprise her with a trip to my hometown DC. She hasn''t been out of Connecticut and I know she''ll be estatic. "Babe" I say and poke her to get her attention. "Yes hun?" She replies. "Lets go" I say and escort her out of the apartment and towards the bus stop. As were crossing the street I look to my right following the sound of a tire screeching on pavement. I quickly shove Amina out the way as a car is gunning in our direction. I have no hope of getting away in time. *THUD" I can feel myself going through the air and hitting the ground with a wet pop. Everything quickly fades to black..... *********************************************** Unknown date The memories coming flooding back to me. Amina, the crash, my life. I feel a deep sorrow in my soul and begin to let out a piercing wail. Shortly after i begin crying i see a woman come into the room. She sees me crying and picks me up humming a soothing tune. Soon I begin to relax. The woman undoes her blouse and begins to feed me. I accept it and find myself calm under her soothing lullaby and after a few minutes drift off into sleep. End Prologue Chapter 1 A/N: Read over what i did for this chapter the first time. Felt bad for not giving you guys quality work. I understand this is fan fiction, but honestly I try to hold myself to higher standards. Please Rate, Review, and Ask Questions I thrive off feedback. And now Enjoy :D
Year 1545 B.E. Month 1, 28th Day (Before Empire) 15 Years after Reincarnation My name is Glenn Roy. Second born son of House Roy. Fathered by Corian Roy and Mothered by Celine Roy. The only "full blooded" son of House Roy. That''s right my older brother is a bastard and not just by birth. Older than me by two years James Roy is a sure kill bastard due to the sheer annoyance he can be... Due to our... sibling rivalry/bromace. After being born and getting acquainted with the new world I was in , I proceeded to acquire knowledge. There is a saying that knowledge is power and due to my wealth of knowledge from my memories pre-reincarnation I had a lot of power since a very young age. House Roy is a family of the Upper Nobility in the Country of Lorraine, and based in the capital Lorraine. Lorraine is a country reminiscent of Medieval/Victorian France. Art and Culture are flourishing, but there are no guns hence the medieval feel. No this world is a place of swords and magic and upon learning this I adapted quickly. Seeing how I was a sci-fi/fantasy nerd (specifically star wars inclined if it was sci-fi) this was like a wet dream. At the age of 3 I cultivated a powerful mana sense being able to detect mana signatures from at a 150 ft. range. When I told my parents about it they were ecstatic and immediately began to have me tutored in the ways of magic. Included with this magical training, were the lessons in etiquette , math, history and geography, and science. Years passed and at the tender age of 10 I began my training with the sword. These years have been good to me and are probably have been the best years in my 35 soul years (years before reincarnation plus the 15 afterwards). It was at this time I began to clash with my bastard of a brother. Some insight into my brother James before I make him out like a villain. James was the first born son of Corian Roy (our father) and some unknown minor noble woman. My mother Celine and James were having a hard time conceiving a child in there 5 years of marriage at the time, so good ole'' pops decided to "ensure" he had a male heir. Thus James Roy is born, and since my mother had yet to be pregnant she accepted James as a fail safe. Who knew that just a short 2 years later I would be coming into this world. So as I began to show excess talent, intelligence, and growing skill my brother was worried for his position in House Roy. As first born he technically should have inheritance rights, but he is not of full blood. Worried that I would oust him from his special position we began to have scuffles and disagreements. Even though we were years apart I was a sponge absorbing the knowledge and skills at an alarming rate. Every time we trained together I could see it in his eyes, the fear and the jealousy. My brother began attempt to bully, discourage, and outperform me. I was no scaredy cat so I met my brother head on every time. Our parents thinking this was simple sibling rivalry, not only encouraged this behavior but incited it. Contests were held before dinner the loser missing out on a meal and privileges. This continued till I was 13 and ended the month before my brother turned 15 The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.
Year 1543, Month 4, Day 1 My brother was my equal in all things intelligence , swordsmanship, looks, all except for magic. Compared to me James was a late bloomer and he always hated this fact as it tended to be thrown in his face often, though you wouldn''t be able to tell from the outside. Finally we had our last confrontation in the training yard. I was in a hurry I had over slept and would miss my morning lesson. As i was rushing to make my way there I collided with someone. "Move Little Mageling !" As I looked over to the person who would refer to me ask such, I noticed it was James. I tired of his constant provocations 3 years I have put up with this shit , it wouldn''t last another day. Angered I got up and drew my long sword "Draw your sword or I will cut you down where you stand" James looked at me in shock. Sure I always would challenge and combat him but never had I come at him with the intent to kill. Much to his credit he took it all in stride and drew his blade and we engaged in a lengthy duel. Slash, parry, thrust, dodge. We danced with out blades completely in rhythm yin and yang. Soon James made a mistake and I capitalized. *THWACK* That was the sound my fist made when it collided with his temple. The force of the blow causing him to spin on his heels. Using the rotational force James came back around and hit me in the sternum with the pommel of his sword. *THUD* The blow knocked the wind out of me , but as I was being sat on my ass I managed a punch that dropped him. We both sat/laid there coughing and getting back our breath. With my anger gone in a whirlwind of physical activity I took this time to ask a question. "Why do we always end up fighting?" Still panting for breath James looked up and smiled, a sincere smile followed by a small laugh "I have no idea" he replied and looked me in the eye "Though if we could stop fighting each other we''d probably be a damn good team"
Year 1545 B.E. Month 1, 28th Day (Before Empire) 15 Years after Reincarnation After that me and my brother reconciled. Becoming brothers who were tougher than steel and always had each others backs. James left that next month to spend the next three years at Lorraine National Academy of Combat & Magic. Fifteen years old is the coming of age, when a boy is now considered a man and for most nobles this is the age their child is sent to the Academy for further training. Today I turned 15 , next week I go to the Academy for preliminary exams. Tonight.... I celebrate Chapter 2- Encounter 1545 B.E. Month 1, Day 28 15 Years after Reincarnation As I walked the streets of Lorraine this night I take in my surroundings and lose myself to the feel of the city. Lorraine is a beautiful city devoid of majority of the common problems that most urban cities have. Crime is at a minimum there will always be criminals but comparatively speaking to America in its capital city DC, Lorraine wins. There is a sense of unity among the populace that makes governing the area easier and nobles and commoners often mingle. Following the crowd I make my way into a nice sized tavern. As I walk thru the door I feel a hand grip my rear and I swiftly turn around. Seeing nothing I brush it off and continue inside. The tavern is called the Blue Eyed Lady. It''s a clean establishment polished floors, clean utensils, and fresh mugs. I step over into a smoking section. On this world or maybe I should call it reality there is a plant that for all purposes and intents is marijuana. It''s called the dank flower. Same effects as marijuana hunger, slight hallucinogenic effects, a euphoric feeling. Having a stoner girlfriend tends get you labelled as a stoner yourself so of course I was right at home smoking the dank flower. I liked the Blue Eyed Lady simply because it has quality beer and a good variety of dank flower. I order the Lemon Tea dank and a beer to get my night started. I wonder about what my life would''ve been like if I hadn''t been hit by that car. This world is more like an alternate reality than a new world really. So far from what I''ve encountered there have been many parallels to my reality. The landmass here is shaped different but the cultures have mostly stayed the same. What if I never was really reincarnated, I could just be in a coma... *30 minutes later* The tavern is well into a festive mood, there is music being played and a lady is standing on the table dancing. She has a figure you would see on adult models back on earth. Nicely sized breasts (if they had Bras she''d probably be around a 38 C), curves, and an apple shaped posterior. Men cat- called and whistled appreciatively stomping their feet to the rhythm and clapping their hands. The Woman''s moves are fluid and graceful like a trained dancer, for all I know she might be the lady this tavern is named after. The song dies down and the lady hops off the table and I finally get a good look at her. She''s about 5''6 and though she isn''t ethereally pretty, she does look good. With slanted green eyes, long black hair worked into braids, thick full lips, skin of a yellowish color she carried and exotic look to her. The Lady''s Skin Color If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.As I was giving the woman the appreciation of my glance she quickly turned and looked in my direction then smiled. Swiftly she made her way to the booth I was in still giving me that dazzling smile "Hello there handsome mind if I join you?" she asked Naturally I was slightly shocked. Such an alluring and lovely woman doesn¡¯t pick a random guy for no reason. I began to have some suspicions. As I ordered her some wine I could overhear some guys in the crowd. ¡°Poor sap.¡± One man said sighing ¡°The lady has her claws in the poor sod he¡¯ll be out of coin in a few hours¡± another spoke up ¡°I¡¯d gladly spend my coin for the night if that lass would warm my sheets!¡± another proclaimed boisterously Suspicions mounting ever higher I engaged with conversation with her out of courtesy. I learned her name was Alana (Ah-Lane-Uh) she decided to move to Lorraine from the coastal city of Moratiz. Soon though I decided to dispense with the pleasantries. ¡°So to what do I owe the honor of your presence Lady Alana?¡± I asked. She looked at me with a playful smile. The look was quite seductive and lecherous in a way, but one does not simply get excited by a pretty face. Soon she was rubbing my chest saying ¡°Why can¡¯t a lady simply enjoy the company of such a strong man?¡± in a bedroom tone. I looked around the common room of the tavern looking for any suspicious characters that might be her accomplices, all I saw were jealous gazes. I could over hear a few conversations in the crowd. ¡°The Silver-tongued bastard!¡± Someone exclaimed with clear hatred in their voice ¡°Lucky man there, looks like he has her hot like a bitch in heat!¡± another piped up Satisfied that the immediate situation wasn¡¯t a trap I returned my attention to the woman. She now had an eyebrow arched looking at me curiously. ¡°Surely you wouldn¡¯t leave a lady to fend for herself would you good sir?¡± She quipped thinking my look was for me to find a way to escape. Those green eyes were boring into me and I caved like the horny man I was. ¡®Well I haven¡¯t been laid since the day before the accident it won¡¯t hurt¡¯ ¡°Heavens no milady¡± I said with a coy smile and took her hand. I got a room from the tavern-keeper for a couple of hours ready for a good ass 15th birthday. Chapter 3- Encounter Continued A/N: This chapter contains detailed and descriptive sex if you are uncomfortable please discontinue reading this story as there will probably be more of it. Btw Two Chapters today ! :D
As we got into the room I wasted no time in taking the initiative kissing her swiftly and putting my tongue in her mouth probing. We broke off with her gasping slightly and I began to kiss and nibble on her neck eliciting a moan from her. ¡°Goodness you waste no time¡± she said pushing me off of her and onto the bed. Before I could get back up she got to her knees between my legs attacking my belt buckle precisely and pulling down my pants. She grasped my penis stroking it to an erection. She smiled at what I consider my better half. In my previous world my dick wasn¡¯t small, but I was no horse cock. Another blessing of reincarnation was to give me a nice 9¡± inch and thick dick. She licked it from base to tip with what I would consider a pretty long tongue, before proceeding to take the whole thing. After succeeding she began to suck in a slow up-down motion bobbing her head. It was as if the gods blessed her with skills akin to a goddess of sex. She began to deepthroat taking the majority of my dick in quick gulps, her throat making the most sensual and arousing sounds. ¡®My god it¡¯s all pro slurps¡¯ I thought trembling. One simply doesn¡¯t get head of this caliber and holds his nut for a prolong period of time. I could feel the pressure building and I feebly tried to hold back. I failed and I came right in her mouth as she gulped down all of my semen. All of this only took about four or five minutes. Such a glorious release had me sighing in contention and a immediate sensation of relaxation in my pelvic area. She then let me escape her deadly mouth trap, and I was surprised after a climax of those proportions I wasn¡¯t limp. She was swiftly undressing and I still hadn¡¯t moved from this spot. She finished and got on top and began to ride me like a master equestrian. The wet slaps of flesh meeting flesh and the lovely moans only emboldened me and I lifted her up and thrusted into her like a jack-hammer. We continued like this for an unknown amount of time, stopping only to switch positions. At some point I came, but I never got limp so I barely noticed. We continued to go at it for hours rutting like wild dogs. At some point in time I began to feel weaker, but the sex was so amazing I couldn¡¯t stop. I came again, but kept going feeling drained but still wanting to keep smacking this hot piece of ass. Suddenly it dawned on me, and I felt for my internal mana. My Reserves were at 75%! I used my mana sense still stroking until I came again noticing now that a piece of my mana would drain at into Alana after each release. Looking at her I could see 7 zones of concentrated mana each of different sizes with the one where her vagina is growing ever larger. That was the answer. A succubus! Traditionally a succubus was a monster or demon which drained the life force of the victim via continuous sex. In this world a succubus was a magical disease of sorts which only manifests in women. Women who were affected were quite rare and treasured in the brothel industry. Succubi are the ¡°vampires¡± of this world. Coming with a mana pool that naturally empties over time instead of holding the mana, women affected by this must constantly refill their lost mana via sex. If the succubus is starved of mana they naturally will go into a sort of ¡°frenzy¡± absorbing the mana from the target without stopping until they reach non-critical levels. These levels are determined by the size of the mana pool of the woman affected. The mana the succubus gets from sex creates intense often addicting pleasure and climaxes. There was a point in history were women affected by this were wild and gave no thought to their activities beyond the next rush, thus creating a period of time were succubi were hunted around the year 1475. Being a succubus isn¡¯t considered a bad thing here now, in fact most succubus women are catered to working in brothels for sustenance and becoming mages due to their natural affinity with magic. Some tended to roam freely, but only after being trained by an experienced succubus to control their urges. A lot also become mistresses or concubines to powerful mages due to them having the capacity to feed them with ease. ¡®Welp might as well get one more nut before I end this¡¯ I thought quickly. I was thrusting in her from behind all fast deep strokes. I began to control my mana pool restricting the flow of my mana from my body as I worked myself and her up to climax. By now I was tired and sweating but I was going to milk this cow more than Activision milks call of duty¡­ She climaxed first squirting making a mess of the bed, I followed shortly afterward still stroking through the water works of her climax until my own release. I pushed her away from me rolling onto the bed panting. This was the most intense sex I ever had in my LIVES and I was surely going to pay for it later. Alana lay a mere inches away also panting. She rolled over teasing my chest with her finger. This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. ¡°We should do that again sometime¡± she said. I simply looked at her like she lost her damn mind. ¡°I THINK NOT! THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM HAVE YOU NO CONTROL OVER YOUR URGES SUCCUBUS!¡± I shouted ¡°YOU COULD¡¯VE KILLED ANY LESSER MAN!¡± She smiled at me blinking her eyes ever so ¡°innocently¡±. ¡°I¡¯m sorry but with your ever so large mana pool I had complete faith in your ability to fill me up, and I was so hungry I hadn¡¯t eaten in a few days¡± ¡®I guess that¡¯s what it is with succubi eh, always about how hungry they were and how large your mana pool was. Damn gold digging sluts¡­¡¯ Feeling violated I quickly began to get dressed and left the room. Entering the common area of the tavern the festivities were still going strong, but by the looks I was getting I¡¯m pretty sure I looked like I went through hell and back¡­
Alana POV I was hungry again it never fails. As a succubus my mana pool naturally drains causing "hunger" for lack of a better term, but I can go long amounts of time without eating. If I push myself I can make it two months before going into frenzy, but I''ve been blessed as to never have such an issue. Though it always seems like the hunger is way worse when I run into cute guys... maybe I''m just a slut. I was walking the streets of Lorraine. I normally follow the crowd waiting for someone to notice me and use them to feed. As I was walking I noticed a nice muscular figure with brown skin a few people ahead of me. Using ''mana sight'' I took a peek at his mana pool and I felt my eyes go wide as saucers. The mana available at this man''s beck and call was simply astounding. I became aroused near instantly and quickened my pace to catch up to the man. Once nearby I "brushed" up against the man gripping his butt and feeling firm muscles. Realizing my folly I quickly hid myself in a nearby alley. The man, or should I say young man turned around and I got a good look at him. He was handsome with strong facial features and purple eyes that showed sparks of intelligence. Not extremely tall probably only standing at 5"9 my arousal was increased off his considerably good looks. ''I''ve found dinner for tonight'' After scanning the area for the thing that might have touched him he turned around and went back into the tavern. It was called The Blue Eyed Lady. I decided to wait before I went in as so to give him some time to forget about when I grabbed his butt. *30 minutes later* I went into the tavern and was immediately garnering looks. My prey the young man with the purple eyes was in a booth smoking and drinking and from what I could tell just plain relaxing. He looked like all he needed was a woman on his arm. The mood inside of The Blue Eyed Lady was festive with minstrels playing a dancing tune. Hoping to draw his attention I hopped up on a table and started dancing. I danced for some time, all the while throwing glances in his direction to see if he was paying attention. He was and holding me in a curious gaze. The current song ended and so I then hopped off the table and began to make my way to his booth much to the dismay of the other patrons. I took a seat and spoke to the young man "Hello there handsome mind if I join you?" He looked surprised, probably wondering why I would approach him out of all the men here. We engaged in small talk until I managed to convince him to get us a room... As soon as we got upstairs the young man went on the offensive french kissing me, then kissing and biting my neck. We proceeded to have some mind blowing sex with him climaxing multiple times and managing to make me squirt. As a succubus it''s natural for me to have been with a lot of guys. I''ve had a lot of sex so I was genuinely surprised when he managed to make me squirt. I didn''t learn his name at the time but he had endeared himself to me. Not only that but I was full near to bursting and he didn''t seem quite drained compared to other men. After we were done I ended up rubbing my finger against his chest and said "We should do that again sometime". He looked at me as if I were insane. He then started telling me off saying what I did was dangerous and that i could''ve killed someone. I found his agitation to be cute and innocently responded¡°I¡¯m sorry but with your ever so large mana pool I had complete faith in your ability to fill me up, and I was so hungry I hadn¡¯t eaten in a few days¡±. He quickly got dressed and left in a huff. I''ll leave him alone for now but I hope he doesn''t think I''m done with him... Q&A Hi ! ThadMaster here this is something for you readers I want your feedback as it will help me work on my literary skills and give me some more inspiration for this story. Ask your questions in the comments section and I will answer to the best of my ability. Here''s some general information on this story I could be in a coma is my take on a person from earth reincarnating into a fantasy world. Coming from a modern society based of technology to one where magic replaces technology. A lot of the main character''s actions will be based off my opinions of how a genre savvy modern age youth with a regular social life would respond. As of right now the direction of the story isn''t set in stone except for two arcs that I have in mind and am currently writing. One will be our MC Glenn will be going to Lorraine National Academy of Combat & Magic in a college life/training arc that will expand on the world he is in and the setting as well as getting to know our MC a bit more. The next will be the unification of the Human nations This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. 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