The girls celebrate!

“So… You’re saying that ‘water’ caused this… Miss Chang?” Asked the incredulous doctor, reading his clip board and looking back at the woman with mild burns on her chest and face, her arms cross with a fierce look on her face.

“My NAME is Susan Storm! And yes, that idiot of a blind preacher should have known BETTER than to get in my way!”

“Ooooookaaayyy…” Scribbling into his notes, the doctor filled out a prescription note for her. “Here you go Miss Change, some ointment for the burns and…. A mild anti-psychotic to level you out.”

“Bah!” Swiping the paper out of the man’s hand. “I do not need your ‘medication’ Doctor! Just you wait, I WILL get my revenge on this pathetic hovel for even WASTING my time!” Christie Chang fumed and stormed out of the hospital, leaving her doctor to shrug and move on to his next patient. All around her she found crowds of doctors arguing in front of perfectly healthy people, looking confused. Listening in on a few, they were trying to figure out how their patient had completely regrown her missing leg, or how another grew 20 years younger overnight.

“Idiots, they’ll pay, ALL of them will pay! Especially Susan Storm!”

*

“Hey Susan, guess who’s paying for the drinks.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it Jan.”

Saturday evening had come around and Susan had told Reed she and the others would be hanging out at the Parker residence for some fun and drinks. During that time Peter had gone out for a nightly patrol as Spider-Man, giving his wife the night to herself and her friends. Sitting in the living room with Mary Jane Watson, Felicia Hardy, Jennifer Walters and Janet Van Dyne, Susan and the ladies treated the night like any other personal party; drinking wine and laughing about their personal affairs over the week leading up to their decision to join Susan’s escort service.

“Really? He wanted you to suck him off while puffing a cigar?”

“I know right? I mean, HELLO, is this hard?” Laughed Felicia, patted her own head with one hand and making a rubbing gesture at her stomach with the other.

Janet took a sip of her wine and giggled. “You think YOU had it bad? I had to service a guy who could only get off if he were wearing an army helmet and had a sparkler up his ass!”

Spitting out her drink and trying her best to keep from laughing out loud, Jen finally gave up and nearly rolled over the couch into Susan’s lap while the rest fell into a fit of laughter.

“I want to propose a toast!” Proclaimed MJ, raising her glass with the others. “To Suzie; who found a way to keep us from being cock-a-cidal maniacs turning tricks in an alley to keep the shakes away.”

“CHEERS!!!” Clinking their glasses together, the five women took a drink, hooting and hollering in good spirits.

“Thanks girls, its great to know everything is working out great.” Susan smiled until she put her glass down and took a deep breath. The moment she did, she let her other form slip out. Sprouting horns and changing before the ladies, Susan shook her hair loose after she had returned to her succubus form. What had become surprising was that Susan Storm’s skin was now a sky blue! Not only that, her horns and hair had also changed; before in her succubus form, her blonde hair would have become an oily black as would her gnarled horns. Now her hair had become a shimmering platinum and her now blue horns had now arched upwards like an antelope. Her fierce looking serpentine slit eyes were now soft and human-like but with a warm golden glow. “But I think its time to address the elephant in the room.”

One by one the rest of the succubae did the same, changing into their demonic forms. Much to Susan’s surprise she found the rest of her friends had changed just as much as she did. With the others having sky blue or bright purple skin with upward arching horns and silver or platinum coloured hair.

“So, I take it we all kind of realised what’s been going on huh?”

“Yeah…” Chuckled Felicia as she picked up her glass again. “Doing good, turns you the colour blue.”

“I don’t remember this happening when we were… You know… Evil.” Shrugged MJ, feeling up the smoother texture of her violet horns.

“I think it was BECAUSE we were evil this never happened.” Answered Susan. “But now we’re not, if anything I’ve been doing a LOT of good lately.”

“Really? Like what?”

“Well... Remember when I said we can use the energy we drain to help people… I kind of went to a hospital and healed everyone in it.”

Slightly taken back and very much impressed, the others chattered over that bit of news, even Jennifer found herself clapping at that. “Explains my changes, I drained a serial rapist to the point of turning him into 80-year-old man, then I used the energy to heal everyone at a soup kitchen in the Bronx, oh and Suzie? Mark says hello.” Jen winked, mentioning the elderly homeless man Susan healed 2 weeks ago.

“Really? How’s he doing?”

“He’s working there now, and you didn’t tell me you made him HOT!”

Rolling her eyes with a smirk, Susan continued to sip at her wine.

“I woke up like this after I used the energy I took from a biker gang, and used it on a small old-folks home in Manhattan.” Exclaimed Felicia.

“Really? How’d that turn out?” Asked MJ, just as the former thief pulled out a newspaper from her purse and dropped it at the center of the table. Apart from the ‘Miracle Healings’ story from Susan’s escapade and ‘Bronx's Blessed Soup’ article from Jen’s antics, there was a page 3 article on the ‘Fountain of Youth found at Shady Pines retirement!’ “Wow…”

“I know, turns out when you make 20 people a quarter their age and hit them over the head with the puberty bat, they get frisky!”

“Heh… Bet that was fun.”

“Oh, believe ME, nothing more experienced than a 75-year-old in the body of a hunky 20-year-old! Mmm… They sure knew how to party back then.” Felicia shivered, hugging herself tightly and letting the memory wash over her again.

“Maybe we should consult an expert on what been happening to us.”

“An expert? On demons?” Raising an eyebrow to Susan’s declaration, the others had to think on that too. “Is there anyone in the city? One that isn’t a crackpot or a Satanist?”

“Why not Doctor Strange?” Piped in Janet, shrugging her shoulders when everyone looked to her. Slowly they all agreed.

“Yeah, I guess I can go see him tomorrow, get some answers.” Taking a sip from her wine, Susan poured herself a refill. So MJ, great wine and all, but what’s to eat?”

Smiling impishly, MJ checked her watch. “Oh, the meal should be here any…”

Hearing a knock at the door, the five succubae reverted to their human forms and Mary Jane stood up to answer the door. Opening it wide for the others to see, they found a confused looking pizza delivery man staring at the address paper in his hand holding three pizzas with the other. “Did you ladies order extra large meat-lover’s pizzas with Sicilian sausage?” Hearing a collective purr from the five women, the delivery man found MJ crossing the door threshold and began playing with the buttons of his work shirt.

“Oh, we’re not hungry for pizza, but we’d sure like that sausage you were offering!”

Pulling the startled man into the apartment, MJ closed the door, leaving the three pizzas on the floor outside totally forgotten.