Susan's first gig.

Arriving at her destination provided over the phone, Susan found herself at the loft entrance of her client. Getting into character, Susan closed her eyes and pictured what she was requested over the text. Almost immediately her business attire changed in both design and fabric Going from sky blue to a chalk white with red trim, the fabric changing design until her dress rode up to the point of just barely counting as a skirt that would have exposed her panties if she bent down… If she were wearing any. Her clothes merged with the rest of her blouse and jacket to expose her cleavage which was being held up by the tightly buttoned nurse’s smock that her cleavage nearly touched her chin. Her shoes became red heels to match as a small white nurse’s hat appeared above her head, completing the image of the ‘sexy nurse’ look. Giving her head a shake, her long blonde hair changed to a bouncy red and her eyes became green. Once she was sure her change was complete, Susan knocked on the door.

Opening the door a crack to see who it was, Susan beamed a smile that made the man open the door wider. “You’re early, quick, get inside.” Practically scampering inside the room with an exaggerated wringing of her hands, Susan played up the bimbo nurse act when she hid behind a corner and listened in on the crowd of men cheering. “CHEERS! To our buddy Greg who’s getting married in a week.” Called out the man who let Susan in, patting the shoulder of his friend sitting on a chair with an embarrassed look on his face as his friends raised their drinks and toasted to the lucky guy. “But hey, before you get hitched, you should really get a health exam to make sure its all working down there.” He laughed that made the room chuckle.

Hearing her queue, Susan stepped out into the open with one hand at her hip and the other at a fake stethoscope around her neck. The cat calls and whistles she got from the crowd of men only made her grin wider as she focussed her attention on the bashful man being shaken up by his two friends.

“Well Greg, time for your physical.” Breathed Susan, getting hoots and hollers from the dozen or so guys cheering on their friend as she took Greg’s hand and pulled him towards the bedroom. Once alone, Greg looked rather sheepish even after Susan playfully pushed him onto the bed to sit.

“L-look, I’m not sure what Carl is paying you, I’m v-very loyal to my fiancé so if we can just put up an act for my friends to keep them happy, I’d p-prefer that.”

“Aww… You big, brave soldier you.” Cooed Susan as she knelt at the bed and pushed the man’s legs apart to get at his zipper and fly. “Well, don’t you worry, I’m just giving you a check up.” She winked just when she finally freed his half mast erection. Pouting at the lack-luster response, Susan looked up to find the man’s blush turning a fierce red. “Hmm, performance and anxiety issues, don’t worry, Nurse Suzie has a trick for that.”

“What kind of…” Greg never had the chance to finish that question when Susan began sucking him off with the ferocity of vacuum, impulsively he grabbed a handful of her red hair and collapsed back on the bed, all the while Susan’s tongue and lips swirled and sucked at his growing length. Eventually her expert ministrations were too much for the man and he fired off into her mouth. Swallowing it all as if she were starving, Susan licked his still erect cock clean for every drop, pleased that she had brought him up to nine inches and keeping it that hard. “Very good Greg… Now for the full body physical!” Catching the man off guard again, Greg looked up with blurry eyes as Susan straddled his waist and began to unzip her costume, pulling off her nurse’s gown and hat, she tossed her red hair behind her and allowed her buoyant breasts to sway with her movements, revealing she had not been wearing underwear the entire time.

“Let’s see if we can check your heart rate.” Aiming his length between her legs, Susan sunk down on his erection all the way to the hilt, her red manicured nails raked against his chest while she began to grind and buck against him. Laughing out loud, it amused Susan that Greg reached for whatever he could to keep his balance, groping at her hips or squeezing her perfect tits. “S-so much vigor, I think we can say you’ve got a BIG heart Greg; your fiancé doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into.” Purred Susan, keeping the man pinned on the bed while she rode him. With a smile she cried out at the top of her lungs, loud enough for Greg’s friends outside to hear. “AWW FUCK! YES GREG, THERE! RIGHT THERE! YOUR SUCH AN ANIMAL!” Hearing hooting and cheers from the guys outside, Susan felt sure she gave Greg the confidence boost he deserved after today. Pulling his head up, she smothered his face into her bare cleavage, crying out when he finally could hold back no longer and released a second time, giving Susan a second meal since arriving. Exhausted, overstimulated and passed out, Greg mumbled in his sleep just as Susan pulled herself free and cleaned him off again, carrying her nurse’s outfit and hat in her hand, Susan opened the door and walked out into the living room where a dozen men whistled and cheered at the sight of the naked bombshell close the door behind her and put a finger to her ruby lips to tell them to shush.

“Damn girl, best $200.00 I ever spent.” Chuckled Carl, eyeing her up as were the rest of Greg’s friends. “Hope you didn’t break him; he has to walk the aisle next week.”

“Oh I can’t make any promises about that.” Winked Susan, leering back at the 11 men she stood naked with. “Say… Any of you think you can outperform for the same price?” She purred licking her lips. Immediately they all began rummaging through their wallets, oh yes, she was going to eat well today.

*

2 hours and a wild gangbang later, Susan had her fill and then some when she put her sexy nurse costume back on and stepped out the door of the apartment, reeking of sweat and sex but with a satisfied look on her red lips. Bundling up the $2000.00 into her purse, Susan Storm was about to leave when she found a woman in a black business dress glaring back at her, her brunette hair in a bun and her arms crossed over her petite chest. “Just who the FUCK are you?!” She demanded, stamping up to glare face to face with the surprised red-haired bimbo in the nurse costume. “Eck, you stink of sex, don’t tell me you laid a hand on my Greg, little fucker probably couldn’t keep it up long enough to know how to please a woman.”

Taken back by the fierce and condescending attitude, Susan could sense the woman’s inner desires and frowned. Priscilla was a woman who met Greg a few months ago at a business gala. She had seduced Greg so that she could marry him for his money, dump him off and then move on to Carl who she secretly lusted after. “I swear if that limp-dicked fucker cheated on me this marriage is off! I KNEW I should have fucked Carl when I had the chance.”

“Don’t worry, Greg’s a better catch anyway, you just have to appreciate what you’ve got.”

“WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU FAT TITTED BIMB…” Unable to finish her sentence, the woman was stunned frozen when Susan placed a finger at her forehead which she traced down her lips, to her chin and down her neck to rest at the woman’s chest, noticing something she never realised before. Looking closer she found what looked like a black wriggling worm wrapped around the woman’s heart, pinching her fingers as if to catch it, Susan pulled and plucked the squealing thread of darkness out of the woman. Now free, she could sense that it was a parasite, a poison in the woman’s heart comprised of jealousy, spite and greed. Disgusted, Susan clenched the worm in her hand and crushed it, killing the sliver of evil and watched as it crumbled into dust, then to air.

“Wha… What’s going on?” Breathed Priscilla, her eyes looking soft and innocent, a stark contrast from before.

“Oh nothing, Nurse Suzie just remedied a problem you had, speaking of problems…” Moving close to feel up the woman’s figure, Susan used a little of the essence she took to make some changes, smirking when Priscilla’s buttoned jacket and blouse practically burst open, her modest B cup breasts swelling into full E cups that broke her bra. Reaching down, the woman’s skirt split when her flat rear turned into a healthy apple bottom to go with her longer legs. Finishing her work, Susan undid the tight hair bun, letting the woman’s hair flow behind her. “There we go… Say, how do you feel about your fiancé Greg?”

“Greg? Oh, I think he’s the best thing that ever happened to me.” Breathed the woman, surprised by her new voluptuous figure. “I fell in love at first sight!”

“Well, if your looking for him, he’s in your bedroom, don’t mind the mess when you get in.” Susan winked, watching as Priscilla ran for the apartment door, dancing around the unconscious naked men on the floor to get to the bedroom and pounce on the waking Greg.

“Ah lovebirds.” Cooed Susan, changing back to her Succubus form to bask in the sexual energy the couple were giving off. Walking down the hallway, she chanced by a mirror and paused at her reflection. Her skin was almost completely blue now, and her horns had changed too. Before they were black and gnarled like a ram’s, but now they had taken the same colour as her skin and curved upwards like an antelope. Checking herself in confusion, Susan returned to her human form and shook her head. Leaving for the next gig for today.