The Untold Story of the Succubus
 mf sf

was just a dream ... or so he thought. He felt a mild tingling between his
legs and briefly fell back into the reverie of his dreams.

It seemed only a moment had passed and then his breathing stopped suddenly.
Startled, his eyes opened wide, great wonder lie in the expression of fear:
only a thin ring of blue surrounding the widened pupils, betraying his deep
emotional state.

He turned to lie on his back, facing the ceiling. Oddly, the white color
seemed to turn darker in certain spots before going back to white. But it
wasn't long before he realised that it wasn't the ceiling itself that was
getting dark, but something in between in mid air.

A quiet breeze emanated from the darkened areas. Not just any breeze, but
one that seemed to sculpt itself into words. Intermittent at first, soon
they began to form a sentence. "Rest still, my love."

"Who are you?"

"I am here for you.", and gradually an image began to emerge above him of a
young, stunningly beautiful woman, with wings on her back. He became
paralyzed with fear, yet his heart raced with excitement.

"What do you want?"

"You", and slowly the image descended to the prone man and mounted him. As
it reached him, he trembled uncontrollably and became painfully hard out of
excitement and fear. A tingling sensation surrounded the center of his
masculinity and enveloped it. As the sensation became more tangible, it
began to feel more and more like the firm grip of warm, moist flesh.

Finally eye to eye, his gaze was drawn hypnotically into hers. "I don't
understand."

"I want you, completely."

Totally immobilized now, he had no choice but to keep looking into her eyes,
with his gender locked into hers. Lying there helplessly, he was brought up
into a seating position as she wrapped her legs entirely around his hips and
locked them into a lotus, all the while with him still inside her. He cried
out as she sank her long nails his flesh with her arms wrapped completely
around him in a tight embrace. Yet the thrill became more intense and
unbearable, and his cries more uncontrollable. Her wings began flapping
slowly in excitement, as she engorged herself of him, sinking her teeth into
the flesh of his neck.

She was not only feasting on his blood, but was also draining his essence
from him too and was injecting something in him in its stead that kept him
aroused -- bringing him closer and closer to the climax that he was
completely unable to hold back. As he came, it wasn't just his seed that was
drained from him into her, but still more of his essence. He sat squirming
helplessly, in her python grip, unable to cope with the intangible but
irresistable vice of domination closing over his body and soul. Everything
was shared with the entity, even the countless stabs of erotic pleasure
penetrating all parts of his body.

His body then lie motionless in her arms and between her legs. As she
relinquished her feasting on his neck, slowly and inexorably his male member
began to literally be absorbed into her. This was no longer just mere
surrender: he was becoming her appendage.

The rest of his body slowly followed suit, twisting and contorting as it was
being absorbed into her -- all the while her back arching and head thrown
back nearly to her wings screaming in an intense and long-lasting erotic
frenzy. With her breathing labored and her voice nearly hoarse from her
erotic screams, it was if she was giving birth, only in reverse.

When it was done, he was fully inside her. Though his body was gone, his
mind was fully intact, but now just an appendage of her mind and under her
complete control. It would remain that way forevermore, except that he would
slowly and increasingly lose his identity and come to be fully integrated
into her psyche -- with all his knowledge and memories -- as if she were a
Sybill reclaiming another shard of her full identity.

After it was over and she lay still for a long time, with only the slow
flapping of her wings giving away her contentment. After a long rest, she
rose up in the air and slowly began to vanish. Then there was nothing left,
neither her nor the man she just feasted on.

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Each feeding made her stronger and more complete. Each absorption also
increased her lifespan by about a fortnight -- a lifespan which for her kind
starts out at only 5 years (which very few far exceed). The ultimate
fulfillment of every one of her kind is to absorb the full range of the
minds and souls of men, live an indefinitely long life and reach a threshold
that many of them believe to exist beyond which lies immortality,
omniscience and near omnipotence in what can only be described as an
ascension to Goddesshood.

On some occasions, especially after feeding more than once in a fortnight,
she can suddenly be stricken motionless as a new one of her kind starts to
grow within her. Within mere hours it develops and then begins to take on
form outside her, almost like when she is feeding and absorbing a new
victim, except backwards. The new birth emerges fully from her body, breaks
free and flies away and is long out of sight by the time her paralysis
diminishes. With each birth, a part of her is lost along with a part of her
life span. If she is already nearing the end of her life, the birth could
even be fatal or bring about sudden aging. The births continue to the time
she reaches 10.

There are only 10 of her kind that are known to have lived past 10 years,
and 7 are known to still be alive. She is not yet quite one of them. Very
few could live much beyond 5 years because it often took as long as the full
period of the moon just to find a compatible match. This was especially true
in the early parts of their lives when experience had not yet fully honed in
their preying skills. Yet a lucky few manage to make it beyond this point,
living 5-10 years, and in an extremely rare case beyond 10 years. She
matured fast, reaching adulthood near the age of one and having the form of
a young woman in her prime. Never does she age, unless nearing the end of
her lifespan, in which case it occurs rapidly. But even then it can be
reversed if she just finds another to feed on -- but this becomes much more
difficult when aged.

All of the 7 known to be still alive are mortal enemies of one another, as
were the other 3 before they were killed. Each is striving not only to kill
off the others but to bring a permanent end to all the birthings and
maturing of new 10 year olds by killing all the ones that have not yet
reached 10.
With billions of men to feast on, it is becoming increasingly difficult to
stop all the others and nobody really knows for sure how many are out there.