Susan heads out to 'eat'.

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. Turning into a sleazy looking alleyway out of sight, 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 **** 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 **** 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 ****.

“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 of strength he had. She had already **** 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 the entire time she walked with him and waved him off at the shelter.

With the results of her little experiment, she just had to tell the others.