Alex sat down on the edge of his bed, heart still pounding like a heavy drumb from the vision of Isabella's perfect, sinful body. His cock ached painfully against the inside of his pants, but he forced himself to breathe and calm down.
"But… how exactly can I help you get your powers back?" he finally asked, voice rough.
'It's simple!' Isabella replied without a hint of shame. 'I want you to fuck and rail every girl you lay your eyes on' Not even holding back her vulgar nature.
'As many as you want, as hard as you want, and as much as you can. Sex, sex, and sex!'
Alex's brain short-circuited.
"…Come again?"
'You heard me perfectly. Fuck them senseless. Do every obscene, filthy thing you've ever fantasized about. That's how I feed now that we share the same body.'
He opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again. Nothing came out. He was a young inexperienced adult who had never even held a girl's hand properly.
The idea of suddenly becoming some unstoppable sex machine was so far outside his reality that he almost laughed.
"I'm a virgin, Isabella. I've literally never touched a woman except hugging my mom... And because of these creepy red eyes, no girl has ever looked me in the eye... But how the hell is me suddenly having sex supposed to restore your powers?"
'I'm a succubus,' she answered calmly. 'My strength comes from lustful energy; lust, desire, bodily ecstasy. It's when you make a girl scream your name, when you make her cum so hard she forgets her own name... I absorb every drop of that energy. The more intense the act, the stronger I drink it.' The succubus explained a little how the process needs to be.
'And yes, I already know you're a virgin. I've been living inside you for a few hours now hehe~.'
Alex flushed crimson. "Even if I wanted to, how could someone like me possibly pull that off?"
'Because you have a succubus queen on your side now!' she purred, voice dripping with promise. 'I still have a few sparks of power left. Agree to help me, and I'll pour every last drop into making you irresistible. One look, one smile, and any girl you want will be dripping wet, begging to get on her knees and worship that cock of yours~'
His throat went dry. "…Prove it."
'With pleasure. Go to the bathroom and look in the mirror.'
Alex stood on shaky legs, left his dark bedroom, that was only lighted by the moonlight, and padded downstairs. The house was silent; his mom had already left for her the dreams world. He entered and flicked on the bathroom light and stepped in front of the mirror.
He froze.
The face staring back was still his… but perfected.
Sharper jawline. Higher, sculpted cheekbones. Lips fuller and naturally flushed. His messy black hair now fell in perfect, sexy waves that framed his face. And his eyes, those cursed crimson eyes that had made children anxious and adults look away his whole life, now glowed like polished rubies, gorgeous, hypnotic, and unbearably hot.
He looked like a vampire prince from the darkest, filthiest romance novel, but most importantly not creepy or dangerous.
"Holy shit… " He leaned closer, touching the glass. "How did you…?"
'Just a tiny glamour spell,' Isabella said proudly. 'It'll fade in a few days because I'm running on fumes, but once you help me regain my strength, I can make this last eternity, and ten times more powerful.'
The succubus giggled again. 'Tomorrow at campus, girls will be tripping over themselves, blushing and squirming the second they see you. Trust me.'
Alex stumbled back upstairs, head spinning. He collapsed onto his bed again.
'You have morning classes tomorrow,' Isabella reminded gently as she already read through most of his memories when they connected. 'Get some sleep, handsome.'
"Wait—one last thing before I sleep," he said, voice low. "Why me? Really. Out of billions of people, was it just random luck?"
A soft, affectionate hum filled his mind, yet contained mischief.
'Two real reasons. First: it wasn't totally random, you're the most suitable young man I could find after a bit of searching. You're lonely, yet not desperate, a good host for a succubus. Second…' She giggled shamelessly.
'You have an absolutely massive, gorgeous cock for a human~. Perfect for the kind of marathon fucking we're about to do. Perfect host for me'
He buried his face in his pillow and sighed. "An expected answer from a succubus"
'Good night, my virgin host~'
"Good night, freaky demon girl."
# Morning
Sunlight crept through the blinds. Alex woke to the sweetest voice he'd ever heard in his life.
'Good morning, Lexie~'
His heart actually skipped a beat and he was startled for a second. He forgot a succubus was residing in his body and already calling him nicknames.
"Good morning… Liza," he answered with an awkward shy smile. Thought teasing a succubus isn't possible, or so he believed.
A delighted squeal rang in his head. 'That's so cute! I love it! From now on, just call me Liza. Spot on! My sisters and close family back home always called me that. Feels more casual… more intimate, don't you think?'
He smiled than he had in years. "Liza it is. I like it better anyway."
Talking to her felt effortless. She was playful, cheerful, and somehow made the morning feel bright for the first time in forever.
"By the way," he said, sitting up and stretching, "I thought about everything last night. I'm in. I'll help you get your body and your powers back."
Even in his dreams he already decided it. Maybe it was the succubus tricks and influence, or maybe he was just lonely as she said and had nothing to lose.
Her display of powers made her part of the deal more believe.
'Yes!' Pure joy exploded through her head. 'Thank you, Alex! You have no idea how joyful you've made me. I swear you'll never regret this.'
Her sweet thankful tone made him suspect things a little but feeling no ill intention and just pure happiness as she expressed.
He got out of bed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, then stepped into the shower. The second he started stripping, panic hit.
"Uh… Liza? You're… watching me get naked right now, aren't you?"
She laughed, bright and wicked. 'I watched you shower yesterday too, virgin boy. Relax. And trust me, there is absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. That monster between your legs? Girls are going to cry happy tears when they see it.'
His whole body flushed. "Still feels weird."
'You'll get used to it. We're going to be together 24/7 for a while. Privacy is officially not an option.'
He sighed and got under the hot spray. When his hand moved lower to wash himself, Liza spoke again.
'You should shave down there. Trim it nice and neat. Makes everything look even more gorgeous, and trust me, today is the day you I show you what I'm capable of.'
"I'm not ready for sex yet..." he muttered, face burning hotter than the water.
'Mm-hmm. We'll see about that~ But shave anyway. You'll thank me later.'
Against every shred of common sense, Alex grabbed the trimmer from the drawer and did exactly what she told him to do.
Because deep down, in the pit of his heart, a tiny voice whispered that Liza was probably right.
Today, maybe everything was going to change.
And for the first time in his entire life, Alex couldn't wait to step out the front door.