Name: Morrigan Aensland (Darkstalkers)
Age: 341
Description: See Pic. Ancient, superpowered succubus. 5'8" tall and measuring 35-22-33.

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I was always jealous of the other guys in the barracks when they'd brag about how many women they'd raped while on raids into enemy territory. The guys always said how lucky I was to be so well hung, but that never helped me talk to women, so even by the time I was promoted to lieutenant and given command of my own platoon, I was still a virgin.

On my platoon's first raid into enemy territory, I was determined that it would be my turn, and since I was in command, no one could tell me otherwise. That's when I saw an enemy captain bathing topless by a waterfall.

She was scooping up water and splashing it onto herself, rubbing at her smooth skin and huge, perfect breasts. She thought she had privacy. None of the other enemy was anywhere near, and her rifle was stacked with her clothes out of reach. I had a rock-hard erection the moment I saw her. I told my men to stay back and cover me from the trees, then I went ahead alone.

I opened my pants to let my throbbing 10" shaft pop out and I drew my combat knife as I approached her from behind, my boots muffled by the rush of the waterfall. I reached around to grab her breast with one hand and pressed my blade against her other breast.

"Don't move," I growled, "You're mine."

Suddenly I was on my back and there was a sharp crack as the back of my head hit the rocks.

"You have got to be kidding me!" She laughed as she stared down at me, holding my knife. "Men are all the same. You see a pair of beautiful breasts and your brains switch off completely. Here, maybe this will help."

She slammed her knee into my belly and grabbed my dick. I screamed as she made a few quick sawing motions with my knife, then stood up holding my penis, severed at the base.

"From now on, try thinking with your head instead of…"

The rifle bullet hit before the sound of the shot reached us. The bullet went cleanly through her right breast and then tumbled through her left breast, exploding out the other side in a shower of fat and blood, the whole left side of her breast disintegrating. Her left breast deflated into a bloody mess as its insides splattered across the rocks.

She dropped my knife and my dick and then fell to her knees clutching her breasts, her mouth working without any sound coming out but a few breathless cries of pain.

"No!" she finally screamed. "My breasts! My beautiful… No, no, this can't be happening."

Tears rolled down her cheeks and she let out a single sob, then she suddenly growled and grabbed my gun from my holster. She launched herself toward the forest, her ruined breasts hanging limp, her gun firing blindly into the trees.

"You bastards!" She roared even as a hail of bullets ripped into her, tearing her body to pieces.

Her head finally rolled to a stop in the grass, leaving her arms, legs, and torso all scattered in separate pieces far behind.