Succubus' Offer

 I’ve always hated my lot in life.  There’s fewer greater misfortunes than being an ugly woman, but despite it I still managed to work hard enough to get a boyfriend.  Still, it wasn’t quite enough.  I could tell that he settled for me and if some girl with even average looks and my level of intelligence showed interest in him, I’d be back to square one in a heartbeat.  I decided that I needed to get out ahead of the curve on that.  I needed change.  I needed to put all those porn stars that my boyfriend lusted over to shame with my looks.  Conventional means wouldn’t work, I needed something more.

 

Looking far and wide across the internet I managed to find a crumb trail of magic that actually worked, which lead me to the jackpot.  Summoning demons.  I didn’t care about the price, ultimately, it would be worth it no matter what they asked for.  After looking through the list of demons I could summon to make a pact with, I found what I thought was the perfect one on the list.  A succubus.

 

I performed the summoning ritual in my living room and at first I thought it had failed, until I heard a giggling sound coming from my bedroom.  I threw the door open and saw her, enjoying my bed and showing off tits far bigger than I’d expected.

 

“Shhh…no need to speak” her voice echoed in my mind, soothing me, almost making me enjoy the fact that there was a strange demon woman in my bed “I know all of your thoughts…your every whim and desire.  I know you’re ready to offer your soul for a better body, but I have a deal that would be far more beneficial for both of us.” She cooed, her promises like honey to a starved child.  She carried on “Succubi such as myself aren’t bound by your laws.  We can choose to change our looks and even biology on a whim.” She snapped her fingers and her clothes changed, as did her body, with her two massive breasts multiplying into four.

 

"See?” She said “And I can make you into a succubus too.  Your old self will vanish.  Any kind of modesty will be replaced by lust, you’ll be driven by sadism and you will happily submit the humans you care most about to an eternity of torment if it means five minutes of pleasure for yourself.  You’ll realize just how meaningless those little humans are and how fun it is to bully and torment them for eons at a time.” She snapped her fingers and a tiny vial appeared in my hands “All you have to do…is take a drink.  Drink and I promise…you’ll never look back.” She gave a sultry laugh and vanished right before my eyes.  My body was feeling like I was riding the afterglow of an orgasm from hearing her talk for so long.  Her promises filling my mind as I looked at the vial.

 

I decided that I would want a victim after turning.  I wanted to have my boyfriend watch my transformation into the most beautiful being he’d ever laid eyes on and then the new me could decide what to do with him afterwards.  The thoughts of the power I would soon wield were intoxicating.  Maybe I’d keep him as a pet.  Maybe I would torment and bully him forever.  Maybe I would force him to watch as I fucked and sucked guy after guy then have him lick me clean.  Each of the possibilities made the seconds feel like hours as I made my way over to his place with that tiny vial holding my destiny sloshing in my hands.

Eventually, I made it and I invited myself in.  After a few minutes of flirting, I took him to the bedroom and I placed down the vial on the bed as I started eagerly undressing.  My boyfriend, spotted the vial though and before I could stop him, he’d drank its contents.  I felt my whole world fall apart around me as I helpless watched him transform into the succubus I was meant to become.  Within seconds, my boyfriend had been replaced by a busty slut.  His cock was gone, his tits were huge, even the boxers he had on were replaced by panties by the potion.  She stared at me and I knew that she could see all of the intentions I had for her and the potion. 

 

“Well, well, well…seems like the tables have turned.  Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m going to do to you.  I’m going to make sure that you never have a guy or even a girl care for you.  Any time you get close to someone romantically, I’ll swoop right in and take their soul from them.  You’ll never get laid again.  You’ll never be kissed again.  You’ll be alone forever.” She gave a twisted cackle and much like the last succubus I interacted with, she vanished right before my eyes.  I couldn’t believe I let such an opportunity slip through my fingers.  I had to find that ritual again.  I needed to try again, only this time I needed to drink that potion right away.

I found the ritual and tried to recast it but this time, all I got was a chuckle from my ex-boyfriend echoing through my head “Oh no dear, you can’t try this again.  You had your chance, you will never be a succubus now.  You’re my toy.”

Through some stroke of luck though, I managed to find another guy.  We started talking and I thought that the succubus was probably too busy with her new life to worry about me.  How wrong I was.  I saw that bitch on our first date.  He had to go to the bathroom and ten minutes later, I see her coming out, licking her fingers…was that…no…it couldn’t be.  She licked her fingers clean and then gave me a wink.  I rushed into the men’s bathroom of the restaurant and found him…soulless…in a coma he’d never wake up from. 

 

I didn’t want to believe it at the time, but sure enough, this would be the same fate that would meet each and person I’d try to date from then on.  I would find them minutes into our date, soulless after that demonic slut had had her way with each of them.  No matter what I’d do she’d get to them moments after I’d met them in person for the first time.  I can’t beat her.  She’s too good.  I can’t even slow her down enough to get a shot.  I’m all alone, I’m at her mercy, and she won’t leave me alone.  If only I’d drank that potion when I had the chance.