This is a work of fiction, all characters involved are the property of Marvel comics and Disney Studios respectively.
Susan Succubus
Chapter 1
Previously, in ‘Susan Storm’s Secret Life’…
https://chyoa.com/story/Susan-Storm%27s-Secret-Life.10398In secret, Susan Storm had been using a perfection filter of her husband’s invention to live out her fantasies, in an attempt to relieve her ever-growing sexual frustrations. Using the device, she was able to take on a number of guises, allowing her to indulge in activities she could never enjoy in her role as respected member of the Fantastic Four. One of these guises was ‘Suzanne’, a latex-clad stripper who danced at the Inferno club.
While engaged in this salacious activity, she came to the attention of Mephisto, who used his arcane arts to curse her with his ‘Seed of Sin’. This compelled her to go further than stripping, and to indulge her darkest desires. What had been harmless play now became a voyage into a land of forbidden carnal delights. The more she engaged in wicked acts, the deeper the Seed sunk its roots, corrupting her soul.
As she struggled with the two warring sides of her nature and plunged deeper and deeper into debauchery, her secret identity was discovered by Wilson Fisk. The Kingpin made a pact with Mephisto and trapped Sue into working for him as a whore and porn star. As she was consumed with the shame of these torrid activities and the good part of her soul fought against the growing corruption, her dark side reveled in her new lifestyle as a depraved harlot.
Tricking Fisk, Mephisto summoned Sue to his realm and tore her soul in half. He cast out what remained of the virtuous part of her being, leaving only the wicked, lustful harlot to inhabit her body.
Meanwhile, the other members of the Fantastic Four joined forces with Doctor Doom and made a futile attempt to rescue Sue from Mephisto’s clutches. Mounting an attack on his infernal realm, they thought they had succeeded, but by this time, Sue’s own body, now inhabited only by the evil and twisted portions of her soul, had been transformed by Mephisto into a demon Succubus, the Hell Lord’s willing thrall and his prime agent on Earth-616.
Unknown to Mephisto, the good part of Sue’s soul had not been destroyed but found refuge in the recently deceased body of Christy Chang, a young Chinese American woman whose tortured past had led her into a life of drugs and prostitution.
Now inhabiting this unfamiliar body, and robbed of her cosmically enhanced powers, Sue had to fend off the attentions of Christy Chang’s pimp and the other lowlife scum she associated with, while trying to find a way out of her hellish predicament.
Bringing Sue back to Earth, and not realizing she had been totally corrupted and turned into Mephisto’s demon whore-queen, her family and friends were seduced and corrupted one by one. Those who fell under her dark spell also included MJ Watson-Parker, Black Cat, She-Hulk and the Wasp.
Through her growing number of minions, Sue spread her own Seed of Sin and drew power from those it corrupted, while also channeling that power through herself to feed the Lord of Hell. The two plotted to spread this evil influence over all of New York, and to corrupt the world at large, making it an extension of Mephisto’s realm – a literal Hell on Earth.
Sensing this impending threat, various characters did their part to thwart Mephisto’s evil plans. Resistance came in the forms of Dr Strange, The Scarlet Witch, Namor, Damien Hellstrom and Doctor Doom. Aided by mysterious forces that seemed intent on restoring the cosmic balance between good and evil, these joint forces stopped Sue and Mephisto in the nick of time.
In the ensuing cataclysm, the two halves of Sue’s soul swapped places, the connection between her and Mephisto was severed, and the Hell Lord was crippled and entombed in his hellish realm.
Sue’s good soul was now returned to her own body, which retained the form and powers of the demonic succubus, while her evil half was now trapped in the powerless body of Christy Chang.
As the rest of the world returned to normal and seemed to forget about all the events that had transpired, only the two halves of Sue’s soul found themselves dealing with the aftermath…
*
In the days that followed Mephisto’s defeat, Sue was amazed to see all physical evidence of what had happened fade away, and everyone seemed to wake from a dream, and the memories of that dream were already fading. It was as if none of it had really happened.
But Sue knew otherwise.
She could almost pretend at first that it had all been a nightmare, but then she had seen her reflection staring back at her in shock from a bathroom mirror. The scarlet skin, the voluptuous figure, the curling black horns that sprouted from her forehead, and the golden slits of her eyes. Her forked tongue darted between her sharp fangs as she gasped at the sight.
Everything else had reverted to how it had been before the nightmare had begun, but not her. She was back in her own body, but it still bore the transformation forced on it by Mephisto’s evil sorcery. After a quick test, she found that she retained the powers of the Invisible Woman, but now she had the additional powers of the Succubus.
She could change her appearance at will, and without any apparent effort. Just as well, because she couldn’t yet face the idea of anyone knowing that she still retained her demonic form or having to explain how she’d got it. Taking on the appearance of the old Susan Storm-Richards, she wandered out into the world and her other powers became apparent very quickly.
Even with her old appearance, and dressed in baggy and unflattering clothes, she drew admiring gazes from all who passed her, men and woman alike. She was able to dial down this magical allure with a conscious effort, but if she chose to focus it, she could make herself irresistible to any mortal being.
She could also look at anyone and see their deepest desires, their fetishes and fantasies. The more dominant the desire, the more easy it was to detect, and passions and perversions almost screamed from some people like glowing neon signs. She could tune this out if she chose to, but when she walked along a New York sidewalk, she was assailed by a storm of sexual urges and desires from all directions.
She couldn’t help but be aware of her own team’s desires also. Thankfully there were no deep and terrible secrets there. Johnny was a total horn-dog who wanted to screw almost every attractive woman he saw, but that was hardly news. Yes, he had some incest fantasies about Sue, but that was hardly news either. But these were kept in check and were balanced by his strong moral sense and his healthy love for his sister.
Ben Grimm, likewise, had a natural and healthy interest in his attractive team-mate (in particular, he always gave her perfect ass a glance or two as it swung into action with the FF) but that was about as far as it went. Morally speaking, he was sold as a rock and remained true to Alicia Masters.
Reed was the least surprising, but perhaps the biggest disappointment. She almost wished he had some deep secret fantasies that she could act on to add spice to their marriage, but there was very little to work with there. As she’d always known, he was far more excited about the idea of probing into undiscovered areas of science than any other kind of probing…
Even so, despite the lack of any perverse little fantasies of her husband’s, their sex-life had taken a major boost since the Mephisto incident. How could it not? Even though he didn't know it, he shared a bed with a Succubus! She did her best to inflame his passions and he was certainly aware that his wife had shown a sudden increase in her sex drive which he had responded to, but as always, his mind was on other things.
Her sex drive had certainly increased. She barely ever thought of anything else. Her mind was constantly swamped with sexual images and scenarios that she picked up from the people around her, even when she could shut them out to a greater extent. And the succubus within her responded to these urges and desires, wanted to play on them, inflame them, and feed on them.
She sensed instinctively that she could be a sexual vampire, seducing and corrupting any victim, feeding and fueling their lusts, and if she fucked them, she could absorb the sexual energy they gave off. She knew this energy would swell her power and give her an incredible kind of pleasure that no normal sensation could ever produce.
But she knew all too well what could happen if she went down that route, and using all her reserves of willpower and self-control, she kept those urges in check.
Since it had been her careless indulgence of her secret passions that had led her into Mephisto’s evil clutches and almost resulted in a trans-dimensional catastrophe, maybe this was some sort of punishment from the higher power that had set things back as they should be? To make sure she never forgot that there were consequences from playing with forbidden fires.
If so, she would do her best to atone for those sins. She pondered how she could use her new Succubus powers for the benefit of mankind, just as she always had with her powers as a member of the Fantastic Four. One obvious use was that she could easily spot sex offenders from a mile away. Setting herself to this task, she was soon able to detect serial rapists and abusers even from a distance, and it was easy enough to give anonymous tip-offs to the authorities, or loved ones, or potential victims.
Soon, she was responsible for various arrests and the downfall of various politicians, businessmen, and celebrities who had been taking advantage of their status to perpetuate all manner of sexual abuse on their victims. She remained anonymous in this, but word soon spread that someone was targeting sexual predators and doing a good job of it!
This made her feel that she was doing something worthwhile with her new powers, but there still burned deep within her, the constant urge to sample the very depravity she was crusading against. Each time she delved into the dark, seething passions of some deviant, she could feel them calling to the dark lusts that boiled and seethed somewhere in the essence of her Succubus form.
What if she weakened, and the allure of the forbidden became too much for her to resist, once again? She was sure Reed would be able to help. Or maybe someone like Dr Strange, or the Scarlet Witch? On more than one occasion, she’d begun to confide in Reed, and tell him about her transformation, but each time, she hesitated then held back. For some reason that she barely understood, she felt that she must keep this secret for as long as she could.
So, from an outsider’s perspective, things were back to normal and it was business as usual for the Fantastic Four. She was back to juggling her time between serving as a member of the superhero team and as a wife and mother. And now, when she had any time to herself, she could no longer ‘amuse herself’ by using the perception filter and indulging her secret fantasies. She could change shape easily enough, but it would be far too dangerous to indulge her secret desires! Instead, she took to visiting clubs and bars in disguise, so she wouldn’t be pestered by paparazzi or heroine fanboys. She could also scan the people around her for sexual predators and use the time productively by taking their lives apart and seeing to it that they were punished for their abuses.
On just such a night, when the rest of the FF were busy elsewhere and she had a few hours to kill, she was sitting in a bar, sipping a martini and observing the clientele, when her senses began tingling at the approach of a very strong sender of sexual passions. It was one of the darkest, and most intoxicating sexual auras she’d detected since becoming a Succubus. She focused her senses and watched as the source of the aura entered the bar…
Elsewhere, Christy Chang stood with her hands on her hips in a pool of light and stared defiantly into the darkness around her.
She spoke in a brash, authoritative voice that seemed not to fit the delicate Asian beauty.
“Listen to me and listen well. I am not as I appear. Within this body, lives the soul of the TRUE Susan Storm! Not the simpering fool who clings to the pathetic Reed Richards. The one who came close to ruling this world. The one who SHOULD rule this world, and usher in a glorious new dawn of evil depravity. I have come to you, because I think you can help me achieve this. What do you say?”
She looked expectantly at the figure who moved slowly into the light…
*
Stepping into view, Doctor Strange crossed his arms and glared back at the woman surrounded by light, the woman glaring back up at him imperiously. “So, you claim to be the true Susan Storm trapped in this body and that the woman with Reed Richards is an imposter?” Raising an eyebrow, the master magician was a little skeptical. Even if she seemed honest, her mannerisms and body language was nothing like the Invisible Woman’s at all. The 5’6 Asian woman was beautiful but in a cruel predatory way, her hair cropped to her shoulders and wearing a black business suit that would have accentuated her stocking clad legs.
“Yes, I am the TRUE Susan Storm, help me regain my body… And you will be rewarded.” She husked, playing at the idea of offering herself to him briefly for incentive. She even unbuttoned the first button to her blouse to get his attention, but all it did was make the man roll his eyes.
Well now, let me humour your little proposal with a soul seeking spell, if it turns out that the Susan Storm we find is an imposter, I’ll help you out.”
Narrowing her eyes like a predatory cat that caught the canary, Christy Chang purred, playfully fingering the top button of her blouse and waiting for the man to do as she requested. Closing his eyes, Doctor Strange muttered an incantation that drew a circle of fiery light between his outstretched fingers, the circle opening like an eye and showing the man where Susan Storm was. Muttering another incantation, the image of the bar where the woman sat at the barstool were replaced with luminous auras in the shape of the people who occupied the bar, the light of their souls being exposed for him to see.
“Mh’hmmm… Interesting…”
“Well? Do you not see that she is a hellspawn? Her soul must be the most tarnished in that swill serving hut!” She demanded; her hand raised in mock boredom where her thumb rubbed against her manicured black painted fingernails.
“I see, there IS an imposter, well then, you’ve come to the right magician.”
Smiling nearly from ear to ear, Christy was about to say something when she found herself falling through the floor. Screaming in panic and falling through a darkened abyss that stretched on to infinity, the tumbling woman found herself falling into the eye of a portal that sent her to land harshly on the front steps of the Sanctum of New York. As soon as she got up to her heeled feet, the woman looked up to see Doctor Strange open the front door with a cup of tea in his hands taking a sip. “If you’re looking for the nearest mental hospital, the closest one is on Bellevue… Please don’t try to claw your way back in, the door was just recently painted.” Slamming the door shut behind him, the magician left Christy to fume and rage impotently at the door.
“YOU WILL HEAR FROM ME AGAIN YOU HACK! I WILL GET MY REVENGE AGAINST SUSAN STORM!!!”
*
“Suzie! What a treat finding you here!” Beamed Jennifer Walters, the woman skipping across the bar to hug the woman still sitting at the stool. Jennifer Walters, the Sensational She-Hulk joined the blonde woman across the bar, waiving to the bartender to serve her the same drink as her friend as the two caught up. The tall, green skinned amazon beauty smiled and laughed, commenting on Susan’s silver cocktail dress and stilettos. Jen herself wore a purple silk dress that highlighted her long, toned legs and arms and a V-cut at the front to show off her cleavage. The way they reacted to men who passed by and the odd moments Jen would sniff the air or leer at the occasional man leaning against the pool table or watch the game on the television overhead, Susan could already tell the truth of the matter. Jen was a succubus just like her.
“So, how much do you remember about… Well, before?” Asked Susan, a little nervous to talk about the time her evil self twisted her friends into perverse nightmares of themselves. Feeding off their desires and lusts.
“It’s weird really, I remember it, but at the same time I don’t.” Commented the She-Hulk, sighing while stirring the martini and biting the olive on her stir stick. “Kind of like being shown a video of something you did you can’t remember doing, you know?”
“Yeah…” To be honest, Susan wanted to forget the entire affair. It was terrible being ripped from her body and placed into a stranger, left to fend for herself and forced to be a common whore. Now back in her real body, she had to cope with the fact that she was now a succubus. “Oh, turns out MJ, Felicia and Janet are the same too.”
“Really? How are they dealing with it?”
“Pff, the same way I am now!” Smirked Jen, eyeing the men in the bar. “I mean… I don’t want to hurt anyone, none of us do, but right now I’m hornier than a rabbit in spring after falling into a barrel of Spanish fly.”
“I know what you mean, its like… A HUNGER! I’ve tried dulling it with nights with Reed and toys, but nothing works, I came here in the hopes of finding someone to put out the fire as it were.”
“I don’t know about you, but I can see quite a few ‘firemen’ here in the bar that looked well equipped to put out MY fire!” Eyeing the man at the pool table, Jen breathed in sharply, a gleam in her eyes that gave a golden tint Susan recognised in herself.
“We really need to make some meetings up to keep track of ourselves.” Nodded Susan, feeling the same way as Jen, even she found herself leering at the crowd of sports jocks at the bar cheering like a smorgasbord of meat, unconsciously licking her lips before she blinked and shook her head, letting her silky blonde hair flow back and forth. “The last thing we want on the news was any of us being hauled away to the looney bin for being dangerously nymphomaniacal.”
“Some might consider that a dream come true.” Finishing her drink, Jen eyed the man leave the pool table to head to the rest room. Giving Susan a peck on the forehead, Jen sashayed after him, taking her time to let her hips sway with each step before she opened the men’s room door and pluck the ‘out of order’ sign over the doorknob.
Finishing her own drink, Susan sighed and took her purse and coat. As horny and hungry as she was, her mind was too riddled with doubts to do what she had planned to do. Heading outside and making her way back home, Susan held herself tight and mulled over her current situation. In a way she got what she wanted, she could explore her sexual desires to their fullest to almost no consequence, but that was what got her into trouble in the first place and nearly caused the end of the world! She didn’t want history to repeat itself, but at the same time she was worried that sooner or later her lusts would get the better of her and she’d be tackling men on the streets to sate her. “There has to be a better way…”
Making her way across the bridge on foot, Susan looked up to see a nervous looking, frazzled man in a business suit look around himself and try to climb the copper fence and cables to balance over the edge, tossing his suitcase over the side and watching it splash. When he looked around again, he found himself looking eye to eye with Susan and panicked. “DON’T TRY TO STOP ME! I’LL JUMP! I SWEAR I’LL JUMP!”
“WAIT, NO!” Running up to the man, she stopped when he inched towards the edge, nearly losing his footing. “Don’t do it, it can’t be so terrible to end your own life.”
“Yes, it is! I got fired from my job of 15 years and my wife left me because of it, I’ve got nothing left!”
“You can’t jump, you can still make a fresh start.”
“No, I can’t! I’m JUMPING, I’M JUMPING RIGHT NOW!” Tears in his eyes, the man looked as if he would finally do the deed and plummet to his death.
Desperate, Susan peered into the man’s mind and could sense his despair and desperation, his need for release from all the pain. In desperation herself, Susan resorted to the only thing that came to mind. “I’ll suck your dick!”
“I’M JUMPING! I SWEAR I’M… Wait, what?”
On a roll, Susan continued, reading the man’s desires and opening her jacket to show off her body. “I’ll suck you off, I’ll give you a blowjob that’ll make you forget you even had a job, I’ll do things to you your wife would NEVER do!” Waving the man over and opening her coat to show off her tall, voluptuous figure under her silver dress, Susan waited for his response.
“For reals?”
Nodding back at him, Susan revealed a little more, letting him get a good look down her V-neck top. The man looked back and forth over his shoulder before jumping down from the ledge back to the safety of the ground and fumbled desperately for his belt and zipper. “Okay, but make it quick…” Not even giving the man a chance to finish, Susan dove for the man’s crotch like her life was at stake, prying off his belt and nearly tearing open his pants to the tent forming on his underwear. Growling like a jungle cat, Susan ripped the thing off his crotch, making the man yelp before her expert hand found his half-mast erection and began pumping him hard. Pinning him against the rail, the stranger gasped and gripped at the railing like a life preserver while Susan sucked hungrily at his balls and licked up and down his growing shaft.
“Holy CRAP you’re good at this!” His eyes rolled back when he couldn’t take any more, finally cumming into the blonde’s mouth and finding release. But she wasn’t finished. Just when he thought they were done, the man gasped when he felt her grip the collar of his jacket and pull him down to the ground, straddling him in one deft move and riding up her skirt. Before he could realise what was happening, the man found himself going balls deep into the woman who growled and moaned out in lust, her inner muscles milking him for everything he had. Binging one of his hands up she placed it against her left breast, licking his fingers while riding him hard. Forced to release the woman’s breast to grip her hips, the man found himself at the edge for a second time and cried out in release again, firing into Susan’s inner core and slumping back exhausted.
Leaning back and breathing in hard, Susan felt her release mingle with his, her hunger finally abated. Slowing her breathing and wiping her long hair out of her eyes, Susan looked down at the man in her grasp and slowly pulled away, getting up to her heeled feet and drawing down her skirt to regain her dignity.
“So… Feel like jumping now?”
“Yawn… No… I’m tired now… I think I’ll head home.”
Blowing the prone man a kiss, Susan continued her walk back home. An idea brewing in her head that lingered after she made it back home.
*
For the next couple of days, Susan went about her usual routine at home; Cooking for the kids, attending meetings with the residential committee for Four Freedom Plaza, giving Reed a few wild nights he would not soon forget, and now more recently… Patrolling the town. The attempted suicide she stopped a few days back had given her some inspiration. She patrolled the bridge again, just to check if the jumper returned, almost feeling disappointed when he didn’t. So then, she turned her attention to the streets and alleyways of New York. Dressed in a blue cocktail dress with matching heels and a fur coat. Then she hit pay dirt!
“Hey babe, you lost?” Asked a gruff looking man coming out of hiding from behind a dumpster.
“Yeah, maybe WE can help you out, for a price.” Spoke another coming up behind her, the two men blocking either exit from the alleyway. Bringing her gloved hands up to her chin in mock trepidation, Susan played the scared damsel quite well. Something the two men were hoping for. She peered into their desires and found the pair of men had a long history of raping women and most likely had an ugly rap sheet between the two of them. She couldn’t believe her good luck. “Oh, that’s okay, I can find my way out.” She opined innocently, turning to leave the alley before the one burly man stepped in front of her and blocked her way out. “Aw, so soon? Grab her Gus!” Feeling a pair of hands grab her arms, Susan was pulled towards the brick wall where she felt her skirt being forcefully pulled up. She pretended to struggle and protest, to keep up appearances that she was against it all, secretly she was smiling how she had caught herself a couple of morsels. The moment her panties had been pulled to the side and the filthy man shoved his cock into her, Susan held back a purr of delight as she was thrusted into hard from behind. Looking over her shoulder and crying out as if in pain, she could see the other rapist jacking off waiting for his turn. When she felt ‘Gus’ tense and fire off into her, Susan’s eyes lit up with the sensation, feeding off the raw sexual energy she was absorbing from the man.
“Come on! It’s my turn with her.”
“Fine, whatever Jack… Damn she’s tight.”
Susan cried out when she was thrusted into a second time by the other man, holding back a trickle of drool to keep up appearances. Jack was rougher than Gus was, slapping her ass hard and groping at her tits and pulling down her top for easier access. Tragically, in Susan’s case, he also didn’t last as long as Gus and ended up convulsing slightly while firing off hard into her. Pulling out and letting the woman collapse to the ground, curling up into a ball and panting while the pair of men chuckled to themselves. “Night bitch, it was a pleasure…”
Turning to do up his pants, Jack and Gus made to leave until they felt a pair of strong hands grip at the back of their jackets and pulled them back so hard, they landed back and headfirst into the concrete at their feet. “Where do you two fuckers thing you’re going? I’m still not satisfied!”
Blinking his eyes in confusion, Jack had the air knocked out of him when he felt Susan suddenly straddle his waist and pry at his pants, a wild look in her eyes as she kept him pinned down with inhuman strength. Jack found himself unable to get up, being held down by some invisible force.
“You two get off from overpowering women don’t you.” Purred Susan, her skin turning blood red and her eyes shining like golden lights. “Let’s see how you like it when the tables are turned!” Grabbing hold of the man’s cock, her ministrations brought him to hardness despite his protest. Sinking down on his length, Susan hissed and growled, her black gnarled horns finally coming out and making the man cry out in shock. Raking her fingernails down his chest, Susan leeched energy from the man with every gyration of her hips, pulling him deeper into herself to milk him for more. While she did so, the man underneath her whimpered as he began to change. He looked like he was losing weight; become pale and thin, his hair turning chalk grey every time he found release, feeding more energy into the succubus draining him for every ounce he of strength he had. She had already forced him to cum three times before he finally passed out, looking almost twice his age. “Come ON, don’t you have any more?!” Hissed Susan, shaking the shoulders of the whimpering old man underneath her, before turning her attention to Gus.
“Please, we won’t do it again, promise!”
“Oh, you’ll be promising all right, after I get my fill!” Ripping open the man’s pants, Susan straddled his waist and used her powers over the man to make him hard again. It was like an aura she gave off, the stronger she made it, the more of an effect she would have on anyone she wanted. Right now, Gus was rock hard, despite the fact he should be too terrified to even be aroused. Grabbing his cock and aiming it at her still starving pussy, Susan sunk down hard and began to grind away at his waist. “Yesss… More, give me MOAR!”
For over half an hour, Susan squeezed the two rapists for every bit of sexual energy they had to give her, holding nothing back as she took more and more from them. When she was finished, she never felt more alive, more alert, their energies empowering her now that she had her fill. Looking down, she almost pitied them. Whimpering and prone on the ground, the two men looked like they were in their eighties! Grey and wrinkled with clothing just hanging off their skin and bones, they weren’t ACTUALLY old, and more likely will regain their strength and health… But not for a LONG while. Patting down her dress and reverting to her human appearance, Susan blew the two men a kiss before turning to leave.
“Bye boys, was a pleasure…”
Making her way through the alley ways, Susan smiled to herself, she almost got a high from after draining the two men of everything they had, she wanted to run, as fast as her feet could carry her just to burn off the excess energy. When she exited the alley and walked down the streets at night, the woman caught the attention of another vagrant shambling towards her, but unlike the other two, this one was different.
“Eh der pretty lady, you’z want some too? Izz RUM!” Chuckled a scraggly looking old man with a crooked smile, holding a bottle of rum in a paper bag in his hand. wearing filthy cloths and coughing into his other hand, the man staggered for a bit before leaning back against the wall to steady himself and take another swig. Looking into his heart she found that he had been wandering the streets for years, dementia having taken root from heavy drinking after some personal tragedy in his youth. Pouting at the mental image, Susan leaned forward and pulled the old man up to stand straight, brushing his shoulders clean.
“D’aww, aren’t you a sweetheart.” She cooed, gently pulling the bottle out of his hand, giggling while she ran a finger to straighten his mop of greasy grey hair. “How about a kiss?” Pulling the surprised drunk close, Susan gave him a smouldering kiss that made the man’s eyes go wide. A thought crossed her mind as she felt over his essence; if she could take energy from men, could she give it back?” Concentrating into the kiss, Susan began giving the excess energy she had taken from the two rapists into the old drunk in her clutches. She was pleasantly surprised by the results.
While her tongue explored his mouth, she found his breath began to improve and missing teeth suddenly reappeared. His posture straightened almost with a crack and with her roaming hands feeling him up she could feel his malnourished body heal and grow strong again. Best yet was the effect on his mind, before his thoughts were comparable to a lump of cottage cheese, but now the drunken stupor was fading and the dementia lifting instantly, filling his thoughts with lost memories and a spark that was missing earlier. When she pulled away with a playful ‘Mwaaah’ The 30 something young man blinked back and looked around confused. “Wha… Where the hell am I?!” Looking down at the bottle in his hand in confusion, he dropped it to the ground.
“Welcome back handsome.” Susan chirped, purring with a grin when the man looked around and lingered a bit too long looking down her top before bashfully looking away. “You look a little lost, let me take you some place where you can get back on your feet.”
“Okay…” With an arm looped around his, Susan guided the now young handsome man to the nearest shelter to pick his life back up. A smile on her lips with the results of her little experiment.
She just had to tell the others.
*
Three nights later…
Stepping through the door of a bar on the East end of New York, Mary Jane Watson stepped in to find nearly half the bar patrons turn to stare at the tall red-haired woman. Wearing a slinky black dress that showed off her long-toned legs and gorgeous physique, she looked around until she found who she was looking for waving her over.
“HEY MJ, OVER HERE!” Smiled and waved Janet Van Dyne, receiving a smile back as the model strode towards the corner booth of the bar and getting quite a few whistles from the men who watched her head over. Joining her friends at the booth, MJ huffed and tossed her long red hair over her shoulder, a golden gleam in her eyes like that of a serpent, the same as the other four women sitting with her. Jennifer Walters, Janet Van Dyne, Felicia Master and Susan Storm took up the rest of the booth, the other four women dressed in fine jewelry and provocative clothing and gave off an aura of pure seduction that had attracted every living thing in the bar. As was their intention.
A jealous looking waitress with a hot blush on her face took MJ’s order and very quickly got the woman’s drink and was asked to leave the ladies alone, to which the waitress sharply turned and did so.
With a wave of her hand, Susan bent the light around the five when everyone in the bar wasn’t looking (a challenge in itself) and managed to make themselves invisible. “There we go, I think we might like to let our hair down a bit, shall I?” Sighing deeply, Susan’s skin turned blood red and her hair darkened, a pair of black gnarled horns sprouted from her forehead and her fingernails had turned black and sharp. Releasing the sigh, Susan opened her pitch black eyes with golden irises, and smiled back at the others with fanged teeth. Where there were five stunningly beautiful women now sat five demonic succubi, idly picking at their clawed fingernails or scratching behind their horns.
“So, what’s the big deal Suzie? I thought we were going to keep a low profile after we couldn’t change back.”
“Yeah, we don’t blame you or anything, but really… What’s the big deal?”
Holding down her excitement as best as she could, Susan pulled out a newspaper she had brought with her for their little unofficial meeting. “I think I found a way to deal with our current ‘lifestyle’, take a look at this.”
Unfolding the newspaper, the others read the front page.
“Two convicted rapists found four times their natural age wandering New York.”
“Vietnam Vet found in homeless shelter, hasn’t aged a day since 1973?”
“Wave of miracle healings at the local clinic, doctors baffled.”
“Oooh, there’s a sale at Penny’s!”
Plucking the newspaper back, Susan explained herself. “THAT was me! Those two rapists? I sucked them dry, THEN I gave a little bit to that poor homeless guy out on the street.”
“Wait… What?”
“Don’t you see?” Asked Susan with a full toothy grin. “We can GIVE as well as TAKE! I’ve been doing it for three days now. And not just that, I’ve stopped suicides, murders, I can HEAL people if I wanted to, this is fantastic!”
Leaning back surprise, Jen had to blink back at what she was being told, all of them were. “Let me get this straight, you’ve been sucking energy from bad people and putting it into good people?”
“That’s right!” Beamed Susan, wringing her hands together.
“Like a slutty Robin Hood?”
Narrowing her eyes back at the diminutive woman, Susan answered in a low tone of voice. “Yes Jan, like a slutty Robin Hood…”
“So why let us know?” Asked Felicia, stirring her drink with her long black fingernail before plucking the olive in her drink and flicking it into her open mouth.
“Because I want you four to join me, together we can do a lot of good with these abilities.” Reaching into her purse, Susan pulled out a bundle of black business cards with the symbol of a cupid with horns and devil wings. Giving them a look over, the four other succubi read the front and back. “Little Devil Escorts?”
“Cute, right? This way we can feed all we want and all the energy we gather we can use to help folks, what do you all say?” Giving each other a look and thinking over the given proposal, one by one they all finally accept and agree. “Okay, we’re in.”
Practically squealing with joy and wringing her hands again, Susan could hardly contain herself. “Perfect! Then let’s celebrate the first day of our new business!” Each of the succubi picked up their glasses and drinks and brought them together for a toast, but then Jen spotted something odd. “Hey Susan, you’ve got something on your neck.”
“Really? What?” Turning her head to show off the spot Jen pointed to, the others looked equally confused. “What is it?”
“You’ve got some blue on you.” where as her entire body was a shade of blood red, a splash of sky blue ran down her neck and shoulder. Rubbing her thumb against the skin, Susan’s actions did nothing to remove the pigment, if anything it seemed to spread slowly. “Meh, its probably nothing.” Reverting back to their human appearances, Susan dropped the invisibility and the five toasted and cheered to their new business plans.
They were about to make plans on what to eat (And who to drain) when they noticed a young man approach their table. “H-hey ladies, can I o-offer you some v-virgin daiquiris?” Stuttered the 20 something broomstick of a man who looked so nervous he was shaking like a leaf, all while reading off a card in his hands. Stopping their conversation, the five women gave him a look. Thick glasses, slicked back hair and wearing pressed khakis and a button plaid shirt, all he was missing was the pocket protector full of pens to complete the image. Leaning over then huddled close to whisper out of ear shot of the timid man, the five whispered to each other.
“So, what do we have here?”
“He doesn’t look like the kind of guy to try and be a player.”
“That’s because he isn’t, look across the bar over there.” Pointed Felicia, having the other four ladies look over to another booth in the bar where a group of college jocks snickered, watching the student make a fool of himself.
“Looks like its initiation for the guy to get into their fraternity, if I’m sensing it right, if he can ask us a drink without looking like a fool or laughed at, he’s in.”
“Awwww, muffin!”
“I think we found our first gig ladies.” Smirked Susan before leaning back and speaking up for the man to hear her. “I have a better idea, want to join us… Handsome?”
Blinking back in shock, the skinny nerd looked back at the fraternity behind him who looked just as shocked, just when Janet and Felicia pulled themselves out of the booth to let the man join them. Spotting the confused men, Susan blew them a kiss and let the young man join them. “So… What’s your name?”
“Poindexter.”
Janet had to cover her mouth to stifle a snort of laughter.
*
At some point between flirtatious questions, drinking more than his fair share of beer and getting his thigh felt up at the bar, Poindexter found himself being led back to his dorm room at the college campus almost half a block away from the bar. It surprised him that they knew where to go since he never told them where he was staying. The whole reason he was trying to get into the fraternity at Kappa Omega Kappa was because the rent on his dorm room had gone up and he wouldn’t be able to afford it. Struggling to open the door while the red-haired bombshell explored his tonsils with her tongue, he practically stumbled into his dorm room and was gently pushed onto his bed, while the others giggled and closed the door behind them all.
“This your place? Not much for the price YOUR paying.” Cooed Felicia with sympathy, unbuttoning her top and letting it slip off her full breasts before tugging at her miniskirt.
“This poor guy is desperate; I think he deserves a helping hand.” Purred MJ, pulling away to let the boy breath only for his lips to be capture by Susan’s all while MJ unbuckled his pants and gripped at his erection. The woman pouting that it wasn’t as large as she had hoped.
“Wow! You ladies are forward!”
Pulling off the rest of the man’s cloths, Susan was the first to enjoy him as she straddled his waist and pulled off her silver cocktail dress in front of him, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear the entire time as the expensive garment was pulled over her head and playfully tossed to the side of the room. MJ and Felicia took up either side of the woman, their own cloths on the floor as they felt up the man’s scrawny chest and took turns kissing him. Susan had aimed his 6-inch erection into herself and whimpered. She wasn’t impressed, but that wasn’t why they were here. Looking over her shoulder while she slowly ground her hips against the man, Susan smirked to find Jennifer and Jan making out and tugging at their cloths.
“Come here you two, you’re in for a treat.” Both women quickly joined them in bed, with either women nuzzling and kissing at Susan’s neck and shoulders from behind while their hands roamed over her body. Turning to reciprocate the kiss with Jennifer and Janet, she gave both women a wink and turned her attention back to the man in her grasp. “So, let’s see what we can fix.”
Completely distracted with five women in bed with him, Poindexter looked like he wasn’t going to last… Especially when MJ moved up to mash her full breasts into his face and giggling at his reaction. “How about a little stamina to keep the fun going?” Letting her hands roam over his thin body, Susan used her powers to make changes, almost immediately the ladies began to notice as the young man suddenly took on more muscle mass; his concave stomach developing washboard abs and his chest getting wider with a spade of chest hair forming. His arms surged with strength, flailing out until they gripped at MJ and Felicia’s waist for support, his strong hands squeezing at their thighs and making them both swoon. Susan gasped a little when her magic led to his erection going from a meager 6 inches to a commanding 10 inches and doubling in girth, finally able to reach her sensitive areas. “Hmm, good choice.” Purred Felicia, letting her manicured fingers trace down his sweat slick chest. “N-not done... Y-yet.” Moaned Susan, pulling up the dazed boy’s hand and pressing it against her left tit to distract him more, using her energies to work on the inside of his body now.
Asthma, Psoriasis, Acne, one by one Susan found little ailments affecting him and plucked them out. Each disease she took away changed Poindexter further as his skin and face cleared up, his breathing grew stronger and his thrusts grew more intense, so much so Susan had to press her hands against his chest for leverage as she was finally starting to enjoy this. “Ooh, VERY nice.” Moaned Jen, licking up Susan’s neck and getting a pleased whimper from the blonde woman. “How about we finish the deal with this?”
Getting inspiration, Jen leaned down and smothered the boy’s face with her own impressive breasts when MJ moved aside to give her room and let him breath, only to be smothered again. Closing her eyes and concentrating, Jen felt up his face and hair under the weight of her DDD cup tits and got to work. Almost like moulding clay, Jen gave the man a more prominent chin, hawkish nose and cleared the baby fat from his cheeks, clearing his vision and his voice when she leaned up just a bit to admire her work.
“Geez Jen, we’re here to help him out, not turn him into a sex magnet!” Chuckled Felicia, licking her lips at the handsome man they now had in their clutches. “Oh, that IS helping him!” Moaned Susan out loud, tossing her hair over her head as she rode harder, her breasts swaying with each thrust until she suddenly tensed up, crying out a silent scream as her orgasm finally hit. Panting and whimpering as the man fired off into her with the intensity of a firehose, Susan bit her lip and looked to the others. “So, who’s next?”
One by one, Susan and the others had their turn with the man, the changes they gave him provided Poindexter with the stamina to satisfy all five of them, during it all he swore he could see their skin change colour, with gnarled black horns sprouting from their scalps. He didn’t have long to wonder about that any further when he finally collapsed to the bed exhausted and passed out.
Picking up their things and getting redressed, the five succubi smiled and giggled to each other, their human forms abandoned for now as they basked in post-coital bliss. But it wasn’t enough, not for a succubus. “So, what’s next? I’m still starved for some energy.”
“Me too, wished we took some from this guy.”
“Don’t worry girls.” Purred Susan, patting down her dress and combing her blonde hair smooth behind her. “I know exactly where to go for a decent meal.”
*
Meanwhile back at the bar…
“So, wonder where the NERD went off to?” Asked one of the fraternity brothers still at the bar. The quartet of college students downed what was left of their beer waiting for the potential newbie to come back drenched in drinks with his tail between his legs. Instead he disappeared without a trace, even the hot chicks.
“Who cares, he wasn’t gonna get in anyway, I wanna know where those BABES went off to!”
“Fuck yeah!” Cheered one of them, clinking his pint glass with the others. “Been a while since we had a perfect ten in this place, let alone five.”
“Why thank you, its nice to get a compliment from a big strapping buck like you.” Cooed a feminine voice nearby. Looking up, the four jocks found themselves looking up at the five women they sent Poindexter up to fail against. “You boys look lonely… Wanna spend the night with us? In the ladies’ room?” Asked MJ, keeping up a sweet demur facade in front of the four drunks.
“Hell yeah!” Cheered the fraternity brothers, high fiving each other before getting up from the booth to follow the ladies inside. Once everyone was in, Susan plucked a cardboard sign that read ‘Out of Order’ nearby and placed it on the door handle, locking the door behind her.
*
“Hmm, what a weird night…” Moaned Poindexter, slowly getting up from his bed and shaking the cobwebs out of his head. Trying to remember most of last night, the young man had the blurry memory of being led back to his dorm and doing the vertical monster mash for over half an hour with a bunch of horny women (Or were they women with horns?) before passing out. Seeing that he was back in his dorm and not at the fraternity, the young man sighed. “Guess this means I didn’t get in… Damn, and I can’t afford another week in here.”
Hearing a knock at his door, Poindexter quickly got up and looked down to find his cloths scattered around the floor. Hearing the door knock again more insistently, he managed to get some underwear and jeans on before tripping towards the door to open it.
Standing at his door was Kimberly; RA for the floor and head of the cheerleader squad for the college football team, huffing in boredom and scribbling at her clipboard, the young woman tossed her blonde hair and popped a gum bubble from her lips. “It’s about time dweeb, you better have the money now or else you’re getting kicked to the…” Looking up to glare at him, her face dropped when she found herself staring into the chiselled abs and broad chest of the young man, slowly bring her eyes up, she leered at his strong muscled arms and shoulders then to his handsome face. With no trace of acne, the only think he sported now was a hint of chin hair which went well with his combed down hair and piercing blue eyes. “…Curb”
“Sorry Kimberly, didn’t expect to get back so late, I’ll pack my things.” Answered the half naked male model at the door, combing his fingers through his hair to shake himself awake.
His deep voice sent a shiver down her spine that made her suddenly feel warm inside, her cheeks taking on a pink hint as she reached for the eviction notice on the clip board and crumpled it up, tossing it over her shoulder. “Oh, don’t leave Dex, I think you can make it up to the dorms... One way or another.” Pressing her hand against his chest and slowly pushing her way into the room, Poindexter was in for another surprise when Kimberly closed and locked the door behind her.
*
Waking up to the sun’s rays cutting in through the window, Susan sighed pleasantly and stretched out of bed, shaking her hair loose with her fingers. Looking down over her shoulder at the mattress, she smiled at the still exhausted Reed. She and her friends had finished off the night draining every last drop of energy out of the four fraternity brothers of Kappa Omega Kappa after working up an appetite helping that poor student that wanted to join them. Oh, they were still alive… But when the bar owner finds them, he’ll think a group of elderly tourists had passed out on the washroom floor. After helping that college student and punishing the fraternity brothers with the girls, Susan returned home and finished the night off with her husband, who was now face down in his pillow moaning as he slowly came awake.
Smirking to herself, the Invisible Woman padded barefoot to the washroom nearby, closing the door behind her and began cleaning herself up for the day. She felt good, like she had finally found a way to turn what looked like a lingering curse and bad memory into something constructive, it gave her a sense of control over her destiny again. Pulling off her underwear and stepping into the shower, Susan sighed under the hot water, washing out her hair and scrubbing her skin clean. Once she was sure she was done, she let herself turn into her other form; her fingernails growing sharp and gnarled horns sprouted from her brow. “And now for you two.” Taking the cloth to her horns, Susan hummed to herself as she washed. When she was finished, she stepped out of the shower and went to the mirror to dry her hair. Wiping the fog out of the mirror, Susan was caught off guard by what she found.
The blue patch that had formed on her neck and shoulder had spread, now going down her back and arm and around her neck. “Huh…” Tilting her head and shifting around to get a better look at herself. Tracing a hand over the different coloured skin, it didn’t feel any different, and as far as she was certain she felt alright… Alright for a succubus. Shrugging her shoulders and putting on her bathrobe, Susan stepped out and helped wake her husband up before he was late for work.
Once she was dressed, she headed out into the living room to check on her two kids as they ran out for school, followed swiftly by Johnny and Ben who had plans of their own for today. Shambling out of the bedroom and yawning into his hand, Reed slowly made his way to the kitchen table and sat down heavily at the chair. “Good morning sweetheart, did we sleep well?” Asked the Invisible Woman, beaming a smile to her tired husband as she poured him a mug of coffee and gathered her things.
“I’m still pretty tired, it’s been a while since you were that… Well, hungry in bed Susan.”
Smiling back at her husband, Susan poured herself a mug of coffee and took a sip, enjoying the warmth fill her up before answering. “Well, I had a wonderful time with the girls last night Reed, I was still energetic when I got home.”
“What did you five do while you were out to want sex for over an hour?”
“Pool!” Giving Reed a kiss on the forehead, Susan’s attention fell to her new cell phone charging by the kitchen counter. Picking it up, her smile grew wider as she read the text message for her first gig as a private escort service. Placing her phone in her purse, Susan stepped out the door and waved Reed goodbye for the day. “I’ll be gone for a while sweetie, but I’ll be home to make dinner.”
“Okay… Have fun honey.” Called out Reed, just as the door closed behind his wife.
*
Stepping out into the city and checking her phone, Susan chuckled to herself that her new business was already starting big, with about 15 new text messages plowing up her CHAT no sooner than when she left the building. She and her friends can feed off as many men as they need to sustain themselves and get a good amount of cash in the process, and the best part? She could use that energy to help people; heal injuries, cure illnesses, reverse old age, the possibilities made her curious.
“Back she demon!”
Bringing her attention back on the world around her, Susan found herself face to face with an elderly street preacher, brandishing a cross in his hand and glaring back at her with pale glassy eyes, obviously blind.
“You can’t fool me!” He proclaimed in a southern drawl. “I can smell the stink of demons on you she-slut! You make the lord… very nervous!
“I’m sorry… Can I help you?”
“Don’t taunt me with your demon ways succubus! I’m burning just being near you, I’m… I’m burning! I’m burning naow!!!” Reaching for a small bottle at his hip, he unscrewed the cap and started splashing holy water over her. “the powah of Christ compels you! The powah of Christ compels you!”
“The power of Christ compels YOU to pay for my dry cleaning!” Complained Susan, tugging at the wet stain at the front of her dress. “This better be nothing more than water…”
Stunned and confused, the blind old preacher scratched his head with the cross in his hand. “Huh… I thought I smelt the stink of demon around here… These eyes don’t see no good like they used to.”
Blinking in frustration, Susan shook her head and patted the man on the shoulder. Heading on her way without a second thought. Standing alone in the street, the old preacher sniffed at the empty bottle in his hands. “I thought I blessed this water this morning, ah well.”
Passing by Christie Chang, the preacher stumbled, splashing water on the woman. “Oops, my apologise my child, my blindness keeps me from…”
“BY THE NINE HELLS IT BURNS!!!” She screamed as smoke bloomed from her skin, desperately wiping the holy water off her and running down the street in a panic.
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