Resort Erotica X

--Day 0--

I watch the transport land over the security feed. As the doors open, I zoom in on the faces to see if any catch my interest. Behind me, my most loyal servants, the ones who know what I really am, carry away my former lover. He's still alive, but completely spent. He'll never fully recover from the piece of his soul I drained away. Just a fact of life when you're a Succubus like me. Still... my harem has been growing smaller lately, making me determined to find some fresh new partners to satiate my appetite.

And then I see you.

So young. So handsome. So full of life. I watch as you inhale deeply as soon as the sun hits your face. You must have been in that transport for hours. I watch you as you take in the remarkable view around you. This resort is beautiful, but expensive. The way you act like you've never seen anything like it. It's clear you're a commoner. It sets you apart from most of the people around you. I bet you'd taste so different than my usual meals.

Without really thinking about it, my form changes to the familiar one I present to the public. I look now like a tall blonde woman in her early forties. The truth is I am much, much older. Still, the "older" woman persona of mine does very well in regards to getting what I want. Now if only I can find that sexy red dress...

You follow the crowd from the landing pad, carrying as few belongings as you thought you would need for a month-long vacation. Still, that means an armful of bags and a suitcase rolling haphazardly behind you.

You stumble into the front lobby, a large and ostentatious room where a large chandelier hangs over a central, circular desk. Expensive looking orange tiles cover the floor, with the walls done in high-end wood paneling. Most of the transport beat you to check-in, so you wait patiently for your turn, trying hard not to drop anything.

Eventually, you get your key; room 3110, along with a welcome brochure you quickly stuff into your pocket.

"I hope you enjoy your stay," I say to you, approaching you from behind as you fumble to get your keys in your pocket. I breathe a hidden sigh of relief in making it down here before you went up to your room. I almost didn't find that red dress that currently hugs the feminine curves of my body.

"Thanks," You say, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights. I always enjoy watching cute boys fumble trying to not be obviously aroused by the sight of me. One of the benefits of being a Succubus. I inhale subtly, picking up your college boy smell. You have no idea how much danger you're in.

I watch you as you turn and head to the elevator, wondering just what kind of fun I'll get you up to.

You reach your room, a two-story open concept layout. After spending the last four years in a dorm, this is luxurious. You drop your things and explore the space.

A small foyer leads away from the door into the large open area of the living room. Hardwood floors feel smooth under your feet. Opposite the door you came through, the entire wall is glass, letting the last rays of an unfamiliar sun illuminate the room as it sets. A sliding door opens to the balcony, giving you a prefect view of the island and the beach below.

To one side, the white counters of the open concept kitchen. Not a large kitchen, mind you, but well maintained. A counter island separates it from the living room.

The living room itself contains a pair of white couches, placed at a ninety degree angle from each other around a circular grey rug. A large TV sits opposite. You wonder who would come to a resort to watch TV, but you're glad you have the option, you suppose.

At the end of the room opposite the kitchen is a staircase leading up to the loft where a very comfy looking bed sits beside the ledge, overlooking the rest of your room.

Back down on the main floor, is the door to the bathroom; an immaculate white tiled room with a shower at the other end, only separated from the rest of the bathroom by a glass wall that covered two-thirds of the width of the room. The open concept plan, it seems, was extended to the bathroom as well.

As you look out to the setting sun, you wonder what to do with what little day you have left.

You remember the welcome brochure.

Pulling it out, the brochure lists a plethora of activities and services. They all seem nice, but the brochure doesn't list much in the way of details. Then you see it at the bottom: "for more information, please refer to the Resort Information System." A small picture of a TV appears beside the message, drawing your attention to the TV in your room.