Velma Is A Cum Possessed Demon That Needs More Semen
Velma Dinkley, the bespectacled, brainy member of the Mystery Incorporated gang, had always been an enigma. Her quick wit and insatiable curiosity were matched only by her insatiable sexual appetite, a secret side of herself she kept hidden from her friends and the public eye. But underneath her prim and proper exterior, Velma was a cum-hungry succubus desperate for semen to fuel her infernal desires.
In the depths of the basement lair, while Fred, Daphne and Shaggy were out investigating a haunted mansion, Velma began to shed her clothes, revealing her pleno charms. Breasts heaving, nipples hard, she ran her hands over her naked curves, groaning with lust. “I need it… I need more… I need semen!” she growled, horns starting to grow from her ginger hair.
A shimmering portal opened before Velma, supernatural energy swirling around it. From the other side, a strapping young man emerged, naked and already fully erect. Velma licked her lips, stalking towards him on all fours, breasts swaying hypnotically. “Finally… you’ve answered my call…”
She grabbed the man’s firm ass, pulling him in for a hungry kiss. Their tongues danced, as Velma dawned him beneath her, straddling his hips. Her dripping sex brushed against his manhood teasingly, drawing moans from both. “I’ve been craving your essence all day…” Velma purred, arching her back.
Without further ado, she impaled herself on his thick shaft. The young man grunted at the sensation of her tight walls enveloping him. Velma rode him with wild abandon, her demonic nature taking hold. Guttural sounds of pleasure poured from her mouth as she bounced on his cock, red skin flashing, hooves replacing feet. “Fucking give it to me!” Velma demanded, clawed hand pressing against his chest.
She threw her head back, a keening cry escaping her lips, as the rush of orgasm washed over her. Her cunt clenched rhythmically, milking her lover’s cock for every drop. At last, with a roar, the man exploded deep inside her, his hot cum flooding Velma’s hungry hole. She continued to grind against him as he filled her up, gorging herself on his essence.
Panting and sated for the moment, Velma collapsed onto her lover’s chest. But soon, the taste of his cum started to quell her hunger. Already, her infernal needs started to resurface. “More…” she hissed, greedy fingers trailing down to his still-hard shaft. “I need MORE!”
And so the eldritch cycle continued, as the lusty Velma remained in her basement sanctum, luring man after man to slake her endless thirst with the life-giving semen they brought her. The gang remained none the wiser, blissfully ignorant of their friend’s naughty secret. All except for Scooby Doo, who had caught a glimpse of the truth, and now bonded with Velma as her most faithful, eager, and regular stud.
