I Became a Succubus

I was walking home from the store one night, when the strangest thing happened. I heard the sound of a girl’s voice in an alleyway. She was making a lot of noise, and she seemed to be struggling with somebody. Given that it was late at night, I was worried, so I peeked down the alley.

To my shock, I saw a girl, naked from the waist down, pressed again the wall, with a man in a tracksuit behind her. As I drew closer I could hear the wet slapping, and moaning. Seconds after I arrived, the man groaned, and stopped moving. After a moment he pulled himself away, and a spout of creamy spunk splattered onto the ground. It kept dripping out of the woman as he cleaned himself up.

The girl turned herself around quickly and grabbed him by the legs.

“No no no! Don’t waste that!” She said, before sliding his flaccid cock into her mouth and slurping with incredible enthusiasm. It made stomach-turning sounds.

When the girl was satisfied, he slapped her butt, quite hard, and walked away casually. Luckily he went in the other direction, so he didn’t see me. His attitude seemed somewhat insensitive to me, but the girl smiled and waved at him as if she was parting with her beloved soulmate.

I was suddenly aware that I had been staring for a long time. I turned around to see if anyone else was nearby. When I turned my gaze back toward the alley, the girl was suddenly right in front of my face.

“Hello princess. Did you enjoy the show?” She said, her fingernails digging into the skin of my forearm.

I gasped and jumped back. I looked down at my arm. The girl’s nails must have been incredibly sharp, because each one left a tiny speck of blood bubbling up to the surface.

“Well? Can you speak, doll?”