Not as dark

Chapter 1
The were cat

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Chapter Description: How will Samantha mange?

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Samantha sighed, the man she’d convinced to give her a drive was done and now, like them all was eagerly giving her the eye. She got out and walked around to the front of the car.

“So baby, is it time to get a little freaky?” He asked, with lust still in his eyes.

“No...” Samantha said as she extended her hand out.

She remembered her runes and repeated the ones to make this man forget about her. She never really wanted these powers but at the very least there was a way around them. The man drooled a bit as he forgot her and what he was doing this night. Samantha then had to run to her apartment before he became lucid again.

As she walked in her roommate accosted her, with a rather drunken looking man, “Hey sam, how’s it going? No action tonight?” She said holding a beer bottle.

Samantha sighed, Jane was always so louse and trying to get her to be so too, it was infuriating. Samantha walked past, keeping an eye out for some piss stains on the carpet and walked to her room.

She grabbed the top of her hoodie and pulled it over her head; This caused her to gasp at the freedom her wings now could enjoy; The feeling was not unlike swapping form skates to your roomy boots or getting out of a car after a long trip. She spread her reddish leathery wings out to her room and allowed her tail a bit of freedom as well.

Samantha was a succubus, inhabiting the world of humans like most demons and even some angles. Speaking of angles it seemed that Jane had gotten feathers all over her room.

“Great another room to fumigate...” She said annoyed.

She walked to her closet and pulled out the one thing to make her feel better, her package of softies brand nighttime diapers. They were an adult baby brand that specialized in some thick diapers. Samantha liked them because she could sit down on the hard chairs her roommate bought without it hurting after five moments.

She laid one out where she suspected was unlikely for the two drunken people to of made some mess and slowly pulled it up thouth her legs. She was a bit of an oddball in terms of succubuses, not wanting to engage in sexual practices made her powers a burden more than a help, even if she could convince pretty much anyone to do nearly anything.

She got up and wiggled her tail to get it to fit and sat down on the edge of the bed, she sighed as she she got up to look at her little book of runes. Magic books had been hard to find in the human world and most of them were heavily cryphered, but she got one from an old pagan pseudo museum that was having a sale and deciphered it. Unlike her rune books from hell, these had normal things like a make the room clean spell.

She held her hand out as a circle formed at her feet, the runes showed up at her feet as she spoke them aloud. Once she’d said them all she formed her hand into a pointer finger and pointed to the bed. An invisible force went about tidying up the place and absorbing the impurities as it were.

Once her room was liveable she sat down on the bed and curled up like a little ball, enjoying her padded embrace. In the other room her roommate was happily screeching karaoke with her drunk date for the night. Samantha sighed, she was starting to feel really depressed about the whole situation she was in.

Eventually exhaustion lead to sleep and she woke at eight o’clock the next morning. Her angel friend was on the couch, wings splayed open as she was clutching her head. Samantha sighed as she waddled towards the kitchen, she’d done this many times without Jean being able to focus on her diaper long enough to bring anything to light.

“You know the bible says that angels are beings better than humans who have greater wisdom as to what consequences their actions have.” She said as she got herself some orange juice.

“S-sha-shhhhaaaa-up...” The seraph said still clutching her head.

Samantha drank up and went back to her room to get dressed, first step was getting another diaper, which brought her to another sad point, she was nearly out, this diaper would have to last all day. Samantha sighed as she sat down to change herself, she might have enough to buy a new pack, but even then with shipping and the like it wasn’t going to be fun for a few days.

Samantha taped up her new diaper, grabbed a few stuffers just in case and grabbed her pants. Unlike her seraph friend Samantha preferred cargo pants to tight jeans, mainly because of the tail she needed to hide from humans. She slipped them up over her diaper and swapped shirts. Her shirts were hard to work with with such large wings, so she just wore sweaters over them and cut straight down from her wing areas.

She folded up her wings and grabbed her favorite hoodie, it was a lovely azure and was quite soft. She lifted it over her head and pulled it down, as she was reaching for the arms she heard her phone ring. This caused her to panic, not making the sweater come on any easier. She struggled with it and grabbed the phone while the fabric was still over her head.

“Hello?” She said still a bit stressed.

“Sam this is Francis, another accident happened, I’m forwarding you the footage, find out what she is, who she is and how to hurt her...” Her boss said.

Samantha, Francis and even Jean were technically cops, but they were to deal with people like them who may be letting humans know about them or other things. Samantha was an analyst, that usually got the info for the various things. This meant that she spent a lot of jobs at the library looking for what something was.

She got her wallet and phone and walked back out of her room, “We’ve got a case Jean, get ready for a fight...” She said walking out of the room.

Sam closed the door as she left giving Jean another jolt of pain, “Is she… crinkling?” Jean asked a bit after that.

Sam quickly to to their little corner of the precinct where she met francis, an astonishing eight foot tall ice demon. His head was like that of an ant that wanted to cause as much pain as possible and had shorter antennae, while his body looked like an bipedal betle. It was all a gasping for oxygen blue and filled the air with a chill, which always made Sam, the demon, uncomfortable.

“Ah you’re here, Jean hanging over a-gin?” Francis said in his street talking accent.

Francis had much better grasp on magic than Sam, and certainly more than Jean, so he was able to disguise himself. Without speaking any runes or holding out his hand he’d turn from the cold beast that stood before sam to a similarly tall man with dark pigmented skin. Sam always laughed when he brought up basketball.

The two got into the viewing room and the projector heated up, “You know baby dawl, one of these days Jean’s gonna find out about that crinkle generator you carry around...” Francis said.

The movie played as Sam remembered the first time she met her commanding officer; He was wise as he was powerful, and saw right through the succubus’s outward appearance. The footage was of a woman sneaking into some sort of protected area. As she moved her nose suddenly changed and fur started to sprout up down her body, until she was a rather large looking cat.

“Oh wow… that’s… interesting” Sam said.

“Your job of corse is to figure out what it is.” Francis said.

“What like a puma?”

Francis sighed“She then snuck in and stole about four grand worth of high priced merchandise. The reports were all the same, some cat like thing stealing everything. Bullets went in and came back out without damaging it and several people were clawed.”

“Oh dear, let me think… it certainly looks like a puma, maybe I could search for myths about those, or maybe it’s just a big cat and it originated in egypt...”

“Whatever you need to do get it done by sundown tonight, we need to capture this thing.” Francis said as he turned off the projector.

Sam walked out as Jean walked in, but as always when this happened there were no words exchanged. Though Jean was eyeing Sam’s behind after the fact, unbenounced to the demon walking out.

Sam walked down the street towards the library that had, in the past, all she needed. She’d usually go there, after convincing a guy to help her look and read through what she thought was helpful.

She put her hands into the pockets of her hoodie as she looked around, there were a few guys walking around the library. She didn’t really have any restrictions on who her powers could effect, but she tried to get people who didn’t look like creeps. A guy passed by looking like he had some time, he was wearing an azure hoodie just like her as well as cargo pants in a different colour.

“Excuse me, could you help me?” She said.

Normally when she did this she could feel her demonic blood turn into full gear, as she’d bring out the seductive voice, and the cheeky smile. She assumed this guy was a bit of a loner and was just fine with a girl talking to him, it did tend to change from guy to guy what she did.

The guy looked down to his watch, making Sam think he was playing hard to get, “Um, yeah I think I can help, what do you need?” He said looking at her face.

“There’s some… theatrical performance I need to research to find out what they were using as a reference, you know what mythology or mythos.”

“Oh cool, you’re looking in the library?”

“Yes, I’ve texted the librarian, she should have some books out for us that’ll help.”

“Oh cool!” The guy said as she charged a bit forward to open the door for Sam.

Sam rolled her eyes, this was a typical move from her victims. She walked in and set up her phone near the pile of books that were laid out, she brought up her email on her phone and played the footage for the guy.

“Woah those effects are spectacular, and the movement is awesome, this person is clearly a great actor.” The man said as he watched.

Sam got a book out and started to run through the table of contents. It certainly was odd the woman turned into some sort of cat like woman in three seconds. She wondered what it could be, maybe some sort of spell?

“It’s a lycanthrope.” The man said suddenly.

“Pardon?”

“It’s a lycanthrope, you know like werewolf… or cat.”

“N-no that’s impossible...”

“Impossible?”

“Oh um...” Sam blushed a bit, confused as to how to explain it, the curse of lycanthropy was long dead, since the pre medieval era.

“T-they said it isn’t a werecat...” Samantha said a bit of a worried look on her face.

The guy accepted this and picked up a book. They both spent a bit of time reading through them, with no luck. Samantha looked at the guy looking thought the book intently, she’d unfortunately made a habit of asking them why they were doing this, as if she wanted to assure herself that she was a demon with power over all men.

“Why are you doing this?” She asked as plainly as she always did.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Why are you helping me? Why put in all this effort?” She expanded.

“Um, I have the time and you asked nicely?” The man said confused.

What same was expecting was what she heard so many time before, “To get some action!” Which her powers made most men say.

This was a shot out of left field for samantha, who instantly blushed deep red, “Y-you okay?” He asked.

“Uh, y-yeah um… w-would you mind exchanging contact information?” She asked suddenly very shy, unlike when she was asking him before.

The man saw no problem with this and entered his phone number into her phone. She eagerly put her number into his phone, as well as her address and a picture. This was the first time she’d met someone who didn’t fall to her power and for some reason she really wanted to keep in touch with him.

As she reached for her phone her diaper crinkled rather loudly, she usually could suppress it while focusing on it, but in her eager state she failed. The man looked to her face and seemed to share the blush upon it and decided not to ask. He had to leave soon after which left Sam alone with her books; Though this was a refreshing difference from the me who’d go without even so much as water for her attention no matter what they had planned.

She kept reading the stories recorded through many different tribes and cities, seeing if there was anything like this thing. Without the possibility of lycanthropy there was no explaining it. She sighed as she texted Jean and Francis that this would have to be an alive and awake capture.

This was never good news for the three person team, as it meant little to no magic use and a lot of pain. She walked back to the precinct and got to the paranormal section. Francis was in his handsome black guy disguise as they were preparing to head out. He, in this form, wore a trench coat and fedora, while Jean was wearing her jeans and a bullet resistant vest.

“Sam!” Francis said, throwing her an unloaded gun and two magizeans.

“W-wha… oh come on Francis, I’m not a field opp...”

“You fail at your book stuff you come with us for the gun stuff!” Jean said as she spun her gun.

Sam sighed as the three got into a cruiser and to their positions. She’d need a pay advance for this it’d be nice to have enough cash for another pack of diapers, lord knew she would need them after this. She fantasized about getting enough cash for a few more things, maybe some baby toys.

This was not the time for such thoughts as the three got to the area of operation, they had a regular analyst plot out where it’d be likely for this cat lady to appear. Sam was unsure of the plan, this person wasn’t affected by bullets and even though Francis was strong she hardly thought it’d stay for a fight for that long.

Francis smiled as he lead the girls towards the crane operations room, thought the building were various traps that should trap this mysterious woman. Sam was rather impressed on what was set up, and took the reign of one area, that was near to the entrance.

Sam was always spared the boring details of the steakouts, but right now it really wasn’t something she was enjoying, luckily there was a chair which coupled with her diaper was rather comfy. Sam was wishing she had a book for about the third time when the entrance opened.

Samantha was quick on the draw as soon as she saw that this was in fact the same large cat she’d seen on the video screen. She hit her button and a net with some weighted iron balls fell upon her trapping the cat where she lay.

“I got her!” Sam shouted triumphantly.

The beast took a look towards the booth they were in, her eye showing her rage as she clenched and sent out her claws, which glowed with a purple aura. She clawed right out of the net and charged towards the booth. The two professionals got behind some cover and loaded their guns for the fight.

Sam started to run as the cat woman broke through the glass. As the reports stated the bullets did little to nothing, they’d go in a minimal distance and she’d heal to a point in which they’d just be pushed out. The cat woman didn’t even care about them as she chased Sam out of the building.

“Someone help me!” Sam screamed as she ran away from the beast.

The cat was just as fast, if not a little faster than Sam who had to run faster than she never did before. She ducked below a fence hole followed closely by the cat. She jumped on top of a large box. The can simply broke through the side causing Sam to fall down, right on her wings.

“Ahhh!” She said in seething pain.

The cat went into stalking mode and circled around the injured woman. The light was low and she could only make out the glowing predatory eyes that wished her undoing. She didn’t even care if it was her last diaper she was peeing herself whether she wanted to or not.

Suddenly the cat’s eyes closed hard and it fell down with a thunk, “Ow, fuck, what happened to my invulnerability!” Came a woman’s voice.

The two professionals came up with their flashlights. The woman was now back to her human form and standing above the two was an azure hoodie clad man. Jean and Francis were quite impressed, unsure as to how he brought the girl down.

“Freeze!” Francis said pointing his gun to the woman, also causing his two subordinates to wince in a bit of panic.

“Don’t move, you are under arrest for grand theft and assault of an officer, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law do you understand?”

The woman rubbed her head and sighed, “Yes...”

Jean got to handcuffing the woman as francis looked to the man that Samantha had asked to help a bit before, “Citizen, I’d like to thank you for your heroic deeds this night. Would you kindly escort our analist to her home?”

“Sure...” the man said offering his hand to Samantha.

The two field operative started to bring the woman to the cruiser and Sam held the man’s arm in her own. The two teams split off, one going to the criminal processing part of the precinct the other going to Sam’s apartment.

The air was cool but the two’s hoodies kept them warm as they walked, Sam was still in a bit of a panic and just wanted something stable to rest on, so even though they weren’t quite at that level she was resting her head on his shoulder. The man smiled at this blushing a bit, waiting to get to the conversation that was needed.

“So, were cats apparently exist...”

“Ah, no it has to be something else...” Sam blushed when she thought about what this meant for her job in general.

“Why?”

“Well, um… well… I guess I could tell you this much, you already saw her… The curse of lycanthropy went extinct in the pre medieval era, so no were anything’s exist.”

“Really? That sucks… but, I punched it with my oxidized silver ring...”

Samantha looked to the man’s hand a black ring around his middle finger, she didn’t quite understand why he let it oxidize but it did look cool. If it was a lycanthrope the sliver would in fact allow his punch to at least deal something to the cat, and that was what happened. There weren’t many other cat based shapeshifters she knew of like that.

“Well I’ll have to work on that...” Samantha said as the got within sight of the apartment

“What were you doing there though?” Samantha asked him, suddenly remembering how improbable it was.

“Well it’s not really an accident, that was a warehouse for my company, and I was making sure a special delivery was being processed as fast as it could.”

“Hummm?”

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Jean and Francis got back to the precinct and brought the girl into the holding cell area, the girl looked a little dissatisfied at this turn of events although wasn’t struggling. Jean smiled, she always liked it when people went quietly, almost as much as she loved tormenting people who were going to jail for a while.

“So grand theft that’ll get you five years at least, you scared?”

The girl smiled at Jean a bit too smugly, “It’s not grand theft, it’s petty theft.”

“You stole 4000 bucks worth of merchandise,” Francis reminded her.

“4000 dollars worth of diapers… I’m just trying to make by with my...” The girl started to pee herself in Jean’s grasp with a bit of a shit eating grin, “Condition.”

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“When you gave me your adress, I thought it looked familiar, turns out it was two of the three orders I processed when one of my workers called in sick.”

“Pardon?” Samantha asked as they got to the apartment, by the door stood two packs of diapers.

The man smiled, “I had a hunch when you crinkled during our interaction, but that familiarity really told me what I needed to know,” he said giving her a tender kiss to the forehead.

“Oh my god,” Samantha said blushing, “This is the best thing to ever happen to me!” She said eagerly picking up the two packs and giving the man a hug.

She let the man inside as she went to her room and placed them into her little stash, “Do you need a change?” The man said in a very paternal way.

“Yes… I mean no! I mean...” Sam recoiled because she was suddenly torn, she couldn’t really just show him what she was like could she?

The man back away to the door, “Oh... sorry, personal boundaries, I guess I got overzealous… I guess I’ll just leave...” He said leaving.

Sam walked forward to get him to stop, thought she knew there wasn’t really something she could do, “Dammit...” She whispered to herself.

Sam slumped down, this had never been such a problem, she never saw herself wanting to get intimate with someone, even if it was just a diaper change. She now had to deal with two things, revealing her demonic nature to him, and dealing with the laws surrounding non-humans like her. She started to sniffle, remembering her diaper.

“Oh shit I’m going to have a rash...” She said quickly getting ready to change herself.

***

Samantha awoke a few hours after the usual time she did, she yawned and stretched before checking her diaper, it was still as soft as it was when she put it on last night. She sighed, smacking her bed with a fist at this horrible twist of fate. She got up and stretched a bit more, before peeking into the main room.

There was no sign of Jean so she decided to go get her juice and risk Jean seeing. Fortunately she was gone, thought as usual there was no explanation as to why. She poured her juice solemnly as she thought about her life. She got back to her room and slowly untaped her diaper and started to clean herself. She now had a much bigger supply than she’d ever had so she could go another day in on maybe two.

She got dressed, happily this time though there wasn’t any text or phone call to confuse things. With her wings tucked in she got her supplies and started to walk to work. She spent a bit of the walk looking at her phone, forgetting about her crinkle control and making a two blocks rather odd sounding, luckily there wasn’t much on her way.

Today promised to be a slow day, maybe she’d be taken to do some regular analysis of some mundane criminals or cartels. Samantha decided she didn’t need to walk at her usual pace if it’d be that boring, maybe she’d search the web for what that girl was.

When she came into the precinct her favorite human cop analyst walked up, “Hey francis wants to see you in his office.”

“Oh? Okay Thanks...” Sam said, not realizing how visibly saddened she was.

The girl clearly wanted to help, but was on the job and had to get back to work. Samantha walked into the room. Francis was in his full form, making a bit of an icey sheet around his feet as he bounced a few basketballs.

“Nice work last night Samantha, you got home okay I presume?” He said throwing a hoop as Sam stepped to the side of the door.

“Y-yeah...” Sam said with a bit of a frown.

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The man pulled into the parking lot of the precinct, looking to his phone’s text message and the time. He walked up to the first person inside, looking around unsure where exactly he’d ask for what he needed.

“Can I help you?” A nearby analyst asked seeing his rather lost looking face.

“Yeah I’ve been texted by a officer, a Francis icebug?”

“Oh yeah, his office is at the back over there” The girl said as she pointed to the back of the precinct.

The man walked up and knocked on the door, promoted by, “Come in” in a familiar voice from the night before.

The man opened the door and was greeted by the icy fog from Francis, who turned to him, his mandibles clacking a bit as he did so, “Holy crap it’s an ice devil...” He said recoiling a bit, remembering a sight he saw from a certain table top rpg he played.

“Ice demon! Great another guy who got all his info from Dungeons and dragons...” Francis said throwing another ball.

“Pathfinder...”

“So boy, mind shutting that door?” Francis said as Jean stood beside him arms crossed.

The man shut the door and walked a bit further into the fairly cold area, “You were instrumental in the apprehension of… a petty thief we’ve been having trouble with”

“F-francis what are you doing?” Sam said from behind the door’s swing area, blushing.

“So we’ve decided to let you in on a few things,” francis said with a… positive looking emotion displayed through his… compound eyes?

“O-okay...”

“So as you figured out some shapeshifters of some type exist, I’m an ice demon, my partner here is an angel,” Jean took her wings out from her shirt and spread them out with a smile on her face, “and my analist you helped out...”

“Is she like a nephalem?” The man said connecting the dots as best he could.

Sam blushed, reading the situation, “Um, no I’m a demon too...”

“Oh… W-what kind?”

Jean smiled slapping the guy on the back, “Capital S succubus!”

This caused the already blushing Sam to cover her face, “Jean!”

The man’s eyes went wide, “Like suck your life force with a kiss succubus?”

Samantha started to cry behind her hands, fearing the worst about this encounter, “No, Samantha has full control over her powers, you can kiss her all you want.”

“Or pork her!” Jean added, before getting in close to the man, “Pork her hard!” She whispered to him.

The two blushed in their matching azure sweaters together as Francis pushed Jean aside, “So I believe you both know why we’ve done this, but I must also add a bit of a caveat. You’re going to have to do some volunteer work for this unit, as you clearly are quite useful for some of the trouble makers. You don’t have to make this a full time job, and mostly you’ll just be helping our analyst here, do you understand?”

“I um...” The man looked at Samantha, who blushed at the attention.

“I understand and accept!” The man said with a sudden and impressive vigor.

“That’s my man… now you two… how about you take a break after that little kerfuffle?” Francis said holding back a clearly intent to protest Jean.

The two looked to each other and smiled. Sam’s temporarily saddened face now gave way to the biggest smile anyone in the precinct had ever seen. The man also seemed really happy as he walked her to the car.

“So that’s why you suddenly refused?”

“Y-yeah, I didn’t know if francis would allow it...”

She blushed as he opened the car door for her, smiling naturally. They both got into his car and he drove her back to her apartment. Samantha didn’t know what to say, the first person she’d known to be immune to her slobber switch was also into her diapers and even ran her favorite company for them.

The man also seemed a bit excited, Sam wondered how shattering the veil like that would affect him. They got to her apartment and parked, Many men had come here to go to her apartment but those were all drunken fools Jean convinced to come over, this time it was for Samantha.

The two walked into the apartment, “So you’re alright with a changing?”

“Yes...” Sam blushed.

Sam smiled once she closed some of the blinds and got to undressing, starting with her sweater, she pulled it off and let her wings out, unfolding and stretching out for the man to see. She then took off her pants, to reveal her crinkly pants and tail to him. She put her arms behind her back and blushed feeling so little with just a shredded t-shirt and diaper.

“How’s my little girl?” The man asked moving in for a hug.

The two embraced and stood there for a while, something was telling Sam this would be quite the relationship.

***

The two were cuddling up about two hours later after a change and some talk about what they were comfortable with and a bit about the succubus powers. Sam really liked cuddling with him, it was something she always dreamed about, but until now hadn’t gotten a chance. She snuggled her head around his shoulder and to his neck as he pat her head.

Samantha played with her tail as the door opened, and Jean came in, she didn’t mind as Jean would often come in while she was watching tv, it wasn’t until the drunken angle ripped off her jean coat and slumped over a chair she remembered that she was in a diaper in full view.

The two love birds scooted off to Samantha’s bedroom to continue their little cuddle fest. Setting down in Sam’s bed for a bit more involved cuddle; It was getting late so Sam felt herself fall asleep in the man’s arms. As the man fell asleep he saw Samantha move her thumb into her mouth and start to suckle ever so slightly.

 

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