Succubus Escape

The Succubus.

A creature of legend said to be in the form of a beautiful woman that seduced men and then drained them of their life forces during the act of sex.

They had been considered legend for so long because their numbers had been small, at a time it being believed that there was only one of them for every three thousand members of the various humanoid races Succubi fed upon. However, in the last few years you and the simple village you lived in had begun to hear rumors saying that had changed.

Whispers of small armies of Succubi raiding villages to forcefully drive away the womenfolk and ravish the menfolk had reached the ears of you and yours more than once. It was concerning and yet your friends and family never seemed worried as such a relatively small, mountainous village seemed a poor target when much larger ones were relatively close by.

Of course, you had felt that if the Succubi had come to your town, you would probably have been one of the first to fall (or be fallen upon as it were). The son of a tailor, you were the shortest and most slender of your family and friends that had just reached adulthood. Your face was also irritatingly youthful looking, which would probably be useful when you got older but for now cursed you as a target of merciless teasing for being "cute" by both your friends and some of the more forward women of the village.

But then the invasion did come.

Your father shook you awake in the middle of the night ordering you to run from the village and go deeper into the hills for safety. He had been a sweaty mess, his shirt ripped away to reveal scratches and bruises (which may have been hickeys in retrospect) on his muscular chest and the small sword he had bought for home defense dripping with black blood. You had escaped out the back door, the last you saw of your father he was being pinned down to the dinner table by twin, blonde-haired, naked Succubi who giggled and cooed as he struggled for freedom.

The streets were chaos. You had no idea where your mother and sister were and every block, unlike most raids that would end in blood and screams, had turned into a makeshift orgy. Reaching the center of town, you had seen Peter, one of your best friends who had been a strong farmhand, moaned weakly, flat on his back and stripped naked as a white-haired, red eyes Succubus bounced up and down on his cock. Her giant breasts heaved up and down with each of her motions and she licked her full lips hungrily as she glared down at her victim.

To their left was Rick, the son of the town sheriff. Unlike Peter, he was on top of the blue-haired Succubus with matching eyes but he was inside her all the same. He thrust back and forth slowly, his eyes glazed over and mouth hanging open as the demon-woman wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him in deeper. His motions were slow and mechanical and the Succubus reached a hand up to ruffle his hair, as if she were somehow controlling his pace despite their position.

You looked around, unsure if you were trying to find a weapon or a new path to escape to, but a sudden rush of air behind you, combined with a strong pair of arms wrapping around you to pin yours to your sides, doomed you.

"Ooooh, I got a little cutie," a feminine voice all but purred behind you, the warmth of a woman's body, complete with sizable bust, pressing against your back causing you to blush red as you tried to struggle for freedom.

Your attempts to pull your arms free were frustrated by your small stature and the supernatural strength of the Succubus. You gazed over in the direction Peter and Rick were, the white-haired Succubus moving on the former more intently, the wet noises of their coupling audible from where you were, as the blue-haired one now had Rick in a lusty kiss as his body quivered harder with each of his thrusts.

A shudder ran through your body as you realized something like this was about to be your fate as well. The Succubus behind you leaned her head in to whisper in your ear, her hot breath sending new chills up and down your spine.

"Like what you see over there?" she asked, "Maybe if you beg good enough, I'll let you pick which way I--"

The Succubus suddenly stopped talking to sniff at you, as if she had just noticed some powerful scent emanating from your body and she had to investigate it in detail like a curious cat. "Oh," she had exclaimed, "You're the one we're looking for! I found you! I'm the one who found you! Mom's going to be so happy!"

The fear and nervousness (and, to be honest, the arousal as well) you were feeling gave way to confusion at the Succubus' words. You could not see anything of her beyond the darkly tan colored arms she had clutched around you but she sounded very excited. Before you could ask what she was talking about you heard the flap of large wings, felt a stirring of wind and, with the demon-woman tightening her grip on you even more, found yourself airborne.

You had screamed in surprise as you were taken to the skies, your small village now looking smaller as it grew dark. The night lanterns had burned out from a lack of being refreshed and all you could hear were the weak moans of the menfolk fading as the pleasured cries of the Succubi grew in volume. Out of the corner of your eye you saw rows of horse drawn wagons carrying the chained up womenfolk of the village as prisoners to an unknown destination. You had been unable to see the rest of your family from your position but somehow you knew they were among them and you had worried what their ultimate fate would be.

Then you only had time to think of your own predicament as the Succubus flew out of the village and on towards a row of torches leading to the kind of tent the general of an enemy army would make use of. Standing outside of that tent had been another Succubus and, even from a distance, you could tell there was something different about her. Something about her had seemed more dangerous and yet more alluring at the same time and you had been unable to take your eyes off her once you had spotted her.

As if she too had sensed something the green-haired Succubus looked up, her brown colored eyes somehow having managed to lock with yours from so far away. You vaguely heard the Succubus behind you shouting out something to the one you were looking at but your hearing suddenly became muted, the words becoming unintelligible as your vision started to grow dim as well. A dizzying weakness had filled your head, making your body go slack. If you had been able to, you would have screamed at the sudden, burning heat in the center your chest, as if someone had pressed a red-hot branding iron against it.

You had slumped in your captor's arms, catching the faintest snippet of her worry at the sudden change in your condition. Yet just before your consciousness left you fully, you managed to see one last thing clearly:

The warm, inviting and utterly terrifying smile of the green-haired Succubus you were inexorably being delivered to.