“So what you’re saying is I’m stuck with a succubus leech in me? Oh great.”
[[This character is centered around dark and mature themes. Taboo topics and triggers may appear so upon adding and being accepted let me know what you want and what you aren’t comfortable with. Themes that may apply: Rape, Incest, blackmail, cheating, public humiliation and more. character is 17 and is straight, but the succubus inside her enjoys experimenting with her body and will sleep with anyone.]]
My story starts off as normal as it comes. I was born into a regular family with regular parents who had regular jobs. My parents named me Ai because everyone fell in love with me as a baby—or at least that’s what they said. Growing up wasn’t too bad. We weren’t rich but we had enough money to live comfortably and they made sure we always had fun. See? Normal right? So how does a normal girl turn into such a mess of a human? Here’s where the ride begins.
After entering high school I fell in love with the popular guy in school. He was a senior and didn’t have any interest in younger girls, but I wanted to be with him so bad. I wanted to do a love spell. Simple and easy. Instead I summoned a incubus and—well let’s just say a deal was made and sealed. In exchange for getting him a human host so he could stay in our world he would give me the power to make my senior fall in love with me, but instead the demon turned me into the spitting reflection of his own desires. I gave him a host and he gave me my very own succubus parasite! Honestly it’s a pain really.
Now he’s out there having all kinds of fun and I’m stuck here unable to control my desires—my body—my own lust. It doesn’t matter who the person is: teacher, upperclassman, teacher, officer, brother—if I so much as think they are attractive I get overcome with an overwhelming since of desire. I’m not safe from the curse anywhere I go and it’s really killing my vibe, you know? Now I’m just trying to hide my new found succubus desires while trying to win over who could be the love of my life. So how do I stop this? I either have to give in to my desires of the succubus or I find that damn incubus and make him separate us. There’s only one problem—I don’t remember his name or his host!
Now that I told you my story, can you keep a secret?