Of course, together you are safer.

You are weapon-less, half naked, and still aroused from your encounter with the incubus. Besides, there is safety in numbers. "Sounds like a good plan, Lynn." you respond.

"Great, follow me."

You have to walk briskly to keep up with Lynn and you marvel at her ability to move so fast in six inch stiletto heels. You also, can't help but stare at her perfect round ass, as it sways back and forth. You both enter her apartment and she slams the door locking the lock, a deadbolt, and a sliding lock. Right about now you are thankful for her mild paranoia.

"Help me move this bookshelf in front of the door." Says Lynn.

You and her push it easily, surprising you, as it must weigh several hundred pounds. It blocks the door. You breath a sigh of relief and look at Lynn.

Lynn reaches toward you, "You must have gotten cut in your scuffle."

Her hand brushes against your face and it feels wonderful. You close your eyes and all you can see is a vision of Lynn's head bobbing up and down as she licks your well trimmed mons.

"Hey neighbor, I think you need to sit and rest a bit before we head out." She motions for you to sit on the couch and in your present state you couldn't agree more. She disappears into the kitchen, while you sit trying to figure out if you have been infected or you are just incredibly horny from your encounter with the incubus.

Lynn emerges from kitchen with two glasses of wine. She hands you one as she sits down next to you. "Try it." Says Lynn, "It's a really expensive bottle I was saving for a special occasion. No sense letting it go to waste."

You sniff the wine. And it smells musky, sweet, woody. You sip it and the taste explodes in your mouth. You quickly drain the glass and find Lynn has refilled it.

"You look so tense, relax." Lynn whispers as she grabs your shoulders and begins to massage them.

You start to ask her to stop, but it feels so good. You close your eyes and all you can think about is fucking. If anything you are even more aroused, more wet than right after your encounter with the incubus. Right now, more than anything you want sex. You lean over to kiss Lynn.

"Hey, not yet, besides I have a surprise for you neighbor." Whispers Lynn. She gets up and goes into the bedroom.

You hear a crash as the door to the kitchen is simply ripped off. Standing there stroking his giant cock, is the incubus, eye still somewhat scarred over from the letter opener.

"Hello, slut. No escape this time."

"Oh, God Lynn. Run!" You cry.

Lynn struts out of the bedroom completely naked, running one hand up her perfectly tight, tan, toned body. "Why would I run? I told you I had a surprise for you." She moves her hand into her wet slit and pulls out a finger drenched in her juices. She dips her finger in the full wineglass she is holding and stirs. She licks her lips, pulls her finger out, and begins sucking on it. "Did you like the wine?"

"Lynn, how could you? I thought we were friends?"

"Relax neighbor, you'll love his cock inside you, I know I did." And with that the glamour giving her human appearance disappears. Underneath the glamour is the creature that had been your friend. As gorgeous as Lynn your friend had been, Lynn the succubus is even sexier. Her tan body is now a perfect even red. Her modest breasts are now perfect d cups, capped off with dark areoles. Her nails are a perfect shiny black ending in points. Her hair is the lustrous black of midnight, with two black horns protruding from it. Her face perfect and her eyes terrifying yet compelling red slits. Her body is a promise of lust and sin.

Before you can look away from Lynn the incubus has grabbed you. He picks you up like a toy, and in you present state being his toy sounds like a wonderful idea.