Mini-Story: Sally Succubus (Plain Jane to Sexy Succubus TF)

The last mini-story of the month! Don't forget to propose your own ideas for next month's mini-stories here, in this post.

 By FoxFaceStories

Sally is a shy, nerdy girl who invokes a ritual to be more attractive. But when she is outsmarted by a succubus and made into one herself, she is forced to adapt. Lucky for Sally, things might turn out just fine . . .

Sally Succubus

Sally turned up a little late to Tabletop Tuesday. Everyone understood, even if they were most eager to see her. She did stand out quite a bit, what with her incredible body, her full breasts, her tight and revealing clothing, and her sensual movements. Oh, and the red skin, dark red horns, flickering tail and reptilian tongue and eyes. Those stood out too.

“Hey, you nerdy hunks!” she declared, waltzing inside in her tight daisy dukes and even tighter crop top. Her tail flicked out, brushing suggestively against Ian’s cheek. “Sorry I’m late, but you know how it is. It’s still light out and, well, you know.”

“Y-yeah,” Matthew managed, taking in his friend’s magnetic and devilish appearance. “We get it, Sally. Can’t have you being seen by everyone.”

“Exactly! What’s a succubus gal to do? Did we need our minis tonight? I’ve brought the table mat just in case, as well as little Diedre.”

Diedre was her Erutell: Myths and Magic character, one she’d been playing for a while, though conveniently in-game she’d been turned into a succubus just to match her player.

“You’re fucking amazing as always, Sally,” Kaleb shouted from the table. He adjusted his nerdy glasses and scratched his brown hair, trying not to gaze at her sumptuous body too much, especially as she sashayed her hips as she moved towards him. “I completely forgot to bring my own battle map, so this will come in handy.”

“Always happy to help,” she purred, leaning over the table so that her breasts were practically spilling out of her top. “Always.”

The three nerdy guys all swallowed, drinking in the sight of their sexually charged friend.

“What?” the voluptuous succubus giggled. “You act like you’ve never seen a succubus before!”

“Up until two weeks ago, we hadn’t,” Ian said, trying to keep his jaw from dropping. Under the table, she rubbed her bare leg against his, grinning all the while.

“Well, up until two weeks ago, neither had I! Of course, I’m finding the adjustment pretty darn hot, wouldn’t you say?”

Every red-blooded male at the table had to agree. They all knew the story; it was Sally who had first told them all in a crazed panic after all of this had gone down. Prior to her change into the red-skinned, horned (and horny) beauty, Sally had been a shy, nerdy girl with the body of a particularly thin rake and glasses so thick you could mistake them for Antarctic glaciers. She had been very shy about her boyish appearance, especially given how she had seen her sisters get curves in puberty while she got none. Now, having emancipated herself from home at the age of twenty one, she’d opted out of embracing her first taste of alcohol and instead opted towards embracing her first taste of the occult.

It had been a foolish, desperate measure, and she knew it. But nothing had worked to make her more attractive, or more bold. She wanted a cure for her anxiety and shyness. Her best friends in the world were Matthew, Kaleb, and Ian, all of whom she regularly played the tabletop game Erutell with. It galled her that not one of them saw her as attractive; not that she wanted romance with any of them, but they just viewed her as one of the boys, and that hurt. Even the escape into fantasy as Diedre, her attractive player character, didn’t help much; she was still indecisive and anxious during her turns.

So, the occult it was then. She studied the summoning necessary, the power to subdue a succubus and demand a gift of beauty and even sexual confidence from them, and this was what she planned to do. Sally carefully organised the summoning circle, prepared the ingredients, and made the incantation in the ancient Latin. And then, before her very eyes rose a red-skinned succubus with powerful devil’s wings, mighty horns, and a totally naked body that appeared ripe and beautiful in a somewhat mature, maternal way.

“Ah, a mortal,” the devil had said as if barely interested. “And a talented one at that. You have summoned me, and I cannot trespass out of your circle to teach you a lesson about that. What would you ask me that I may be released? One question or favour is all I can bestow.”

Sally had been eager. She knew exactly what she wanted. “I want what you have!” she declared. “I want to be beautiful, to have curves, to have a body that will make me attractive, and to have the confidence to match!”

The succubus just smiled, as if relishing a particularly bad joke.

“Ah, mortal, I won’t even try to fight this request. I grant it willingly. Enjoy my beauty, my curves, my appetites and sexual magnetism. And enjoy my hungers, too, which cannot be separated from the rest!”

With that, a burst of flame surrounded Sally, and the poor young woman screamed in horror. But instead of pain, she was quickly overcome with raw pleasure, of a kind she had never before experienced. Her skin burned in that bliss, turning a pink-red, while two impressive horns jutted out from her scalp. She gasped as a spaded devil’s tail burst from above her backside, and again as her body finally, finally bloomed. Her breasts expanded until they were a juicy pair of double-D’s, while her ass became large and peachy, her hips wide and childbearing. Her hair extended, turning black from its usual dark brown, and finished at the small of her back in length. She grew in height, just a little, and her hourglass figure settled in. Even her face took on that of utter beauty, and her eyes became sharper, though a pair of more fashionable spectacles settled over the bridge of her nose, still necessary for perfect sight. When it was over, she was a panting devil, a desirable succubus with a killer body and a pair of lips made for kissing. 

“What - what have you done to me?”

“Only what you asked!” the succubus declared. “You now have my beauty and power - you are a succubus. And for life too! This is permanent, mortal. Enjoy being a being that hungers for pleasure, that must survive on the sin of sex. Goodbye!”

She disappeared before Sally could utter another word. Instead she was left like that, a woman so deeply desirable she could barely believe it . . . and yet no longer human, nor capable of hiding it. And already, her needs were growing, her thoughts drifting towards men and women and how she could use her body to feed upon their arousals . . . 

It was difficult at first, of course. The first few days she had to order fitting clothes, invite her friends over to show them what had happened, and organise things in such a way that she could keep hidden from society and yet still meet her needs. Her body lusted after sex, but she didn’t want to go haunting the night or ending up at a brothel. Thankfully, her friends were there to support her all the way, and that led to the solution entirely.

It was a solution she was thinking of now as the game of Erutell was being set up. Kaleb was stealing looks at her crimson-coloured boobs, while Ian was trying to hide his throbbing erection. Matthew wasn’t fighting the way she rubbed her leg against his, now how she was slowly placing her hand in his lap, fondling the hardness there.

“I - I guess we start to play, right?” Kaleb said, feeling the tension in the air.

Sally sighed out loud. “For Devil’s sake, was I ever this shy? I can barely believe it! Guys, I don’t always want to make the first move, but I’m flirting with all three of you right now, it seems! You can say you want me, and want me now. I mean, I literally live off of this. I kinda need it too, you know! Far more than you, in fact.”

“Is that - is that okay?” Matthew asked, her hand still on his member. 

“Of course it’s okay! I am seriously wet right now, and my pussy is hungry for you guys. We can have a quick one before the game, then get into the campaign, then take a break for some more, and then have a bit more sex afterwards. We should easily still have time for a three hour session, maybe longer.”

“Thank God,” Kaleb said.

She chuckled. “Worried about not getting a full session with you succubus party member present?”

“No, not that. I just - I’m really distracted by you now, Sally. Can I go first?”

“No, me!” Ian declared.

“Guys, she’s literally got her hand on my cock right now.”

Sally just giggled, loving the way her best friends were fighting over her. She adored them, and right now she adored even more the way their arousal was feeding hers, making her more and more randy and ready by the second.

“Guys, guys, don’t fight over me!” she said, still laughing. “I’m more than happy to give all three of you a good time, so long as you give me a good time. So why don’t we get to it already? Succubus Sally needs a good dick in her, and right now I’ve got three good ones lined up.”

Her three friends all exchanged a look. She knew the expression, it was ‘how lucky did we get, right guys?’

But as far as Sally was concerned, the luck was all hers. As much as the succubus had changed her and tried to give her a punishment, it really had worked out for her. She was hotter than ever, a total devilish babe, and her confidence had finally arrived. Particularly, as her friends would be reminded of yet again in just a few short moments, her sexual confidence. That was off the charts.

The End