The Chronicles of Lilinevera

I could not remember how I got here. Wherever here is. I could not remember my name. I felt… warm. And sticky. Like I was just born. All I could see around me was flesh, moving around me in a dome-like shape. I looked down; I was naked. And I had boobs, big ones. Was that right or wrong? Was I female? I rubbed my hands over my body, and I noticed white fluid was covering me head-to-toe. It smelled good, really good. And I was SO hungry. I used both hands to scoop some from my tits and put my two palms together. I raised them to my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked the fluid in my palms. It tasted AMAZING. I tilted my head back and poured the contents of my hands down into my open mouth. After sloshing it around, I swallowed. As the fluid slid down my throat, I felt a warmness in my chest grow. But I was still hungry. So very hungry.

After I licked my hands and fingers clean, I started to scoop up more from my body, my tits, my face, my arms, my legs and drank that. When I ran out, I saw that more was on the fleshy floor. The doom was flooded up to my ankles. I got down on all fours and used my hands to drink as much as I could. It still was not enough. I started to get angry as I was so starved. Then I heard a loud booming voice. I looked around and tried to find out what direction it came from. It sounded like it was coming from inside my head.

"There are five worlds—the Material World, known as the "real world" or "Earth" to humans. The Ethereal World is where dreams are staged. Most humans are trapped in their minds while dreaming, but many beings and even some humans can traverse the Ethereal World to enter the dreams of others. Many human cultures have an awareness of the following three worlds. Some call it the "Afterlife", which is wrong, by the way, categorically, as life never actually ends. It just changes. This world is known by many as "Paradise or "Heaven." This Paradisiac World is where most "good" humans who believe in an afterlife wish to go when they die, but few do. Most actually go to the place between the Material and the Paradisiac; the Purgatorial."

I tried to speak to the voice, but no matter what I did, no sound came out of my throat.

"Shush! I will let you speak when I am done… now, where was I? Ah, yes! The Purgatorial World is full of human souls not "good" enough for the Paradisiac world, as the requirements to enter are so unreasonable it borders on the impossible. You are a being born in the fifth and final world. Known and referenced countless times by all human peoples even if they don't believe in it; "Hell", "The Underworld", "The Abyss", it is the Infernal World."

No matter what I tried, the voice kept speaking; since I had no idea what was going on, I decided to listen carefully.

"When humans die, they are left with two choices. Either resign to their fate and pass on to one of the three outer worlds or try to stay in the Ethereal World. As a ghost. Invisible to most humans residing on the Material World unless certain conditions are met. However, this is not easy. Or pleasant. As stated, the requirements of getting into the Paradisiac World are so strict most souls who qualify cross over, barring an interfering third party, necromancers."

Huh? So ghosts are real. Wonder if they can cum? Wait, that was a weird thought.

"Suppose a soul commits a "sin" in life so vile that not even the Purgatorial World is willing to give them sanctuary. In that case, it is down to eternity as a ghost in the Ethereal World dodging necromancers and exorcists or being swallowed up by the Infernal World. Now you would be surprised how many humans sell their souls willingly to the Infernal World. For many reasons, most amount to desires in mortal life. When they get here, they are changed—transformed into beings of primal urges, losing most of their human memories. Demons. Which is what you are."

So not only I'm I in Hell for some reason, but I'm a demon. I wonder what I did to deserve this? But I must say, the strangest thing about all this is how calm I feel. I don't feel fear at the prospect of being trapped here. The only thing I feel right now is intense hunger.

"But not all demons are the same. Some souls have a primal desire in life so great it influences their transformation. Lust. Dozens of lustful souls copulate together so passionately they fuse, combining into a new soul, with not a single element of their previous personality except one. Can you guess what it is? They are the rarest demon that embodies lust, are sustained and empowered by lust, a class of demons that you have now joined. Succubi."

I admit that I couldn't remember anything specific, but I have a firm grasp of the "real world". Geography, history, society, language, and of course, sex. I didn't feel the need to masturbate, but if I weren't trapped in this flesh dome or so another being, no matter what I was, I would fuck it. Which I was graving. So I guess I was a bunch of different people before I got here. And now all those people make up slutty ol'me.

"They are shapeshifters that can be anything. Though they have a true form, varying in height. Often lust personified. Beautiful, hourglass figures. Soft skin, long legs with no body hair apart from the head, eyebrows and eyelashes. Too prideful to ever appear less than perfect. Yes, they are indeed the most human-looking of all demonkind. Apart from the horns on their head, the long tails extending from their lower back and two wings from their middle back. Both their tails and wings are leathery in texture. Normally black. When passing for the human, they can take whatever form their desire. But again, due to their pride, never anything other than the most beautiful woman most humans will ever see in their existence. In the Material world or any other."

I turned my head and looked behind me, noticing the wings and tail. I raised my hands above my head and felt two sharp points, horns. I suppose I had always known they were there, but they just felt so natural, and I was so hungry. I guess I just never registered them. The voice continued.

"Succubi have the power to sense the ideal sexual partner of any being they encounter. They can also enter the Ethereal World at will, using it to invade the dreams of humans. Using their power of supernatural perception and access to the mind of mortal humans to manipulate them, planting ideas that the target believes is their own. So that when awake, they think everything they dreamt was their own will, that their subconscious tells them what they truly desire. In combat, they use their flexibility and flying skills to avoid direct damage. They have demonic regeneration, but there is a limit. They cannot regenerate holy damage without rest and sustenance. And if their head or heart is removed, they are finished."

So I can invade people dreams and make them think my ideas are their own? Like Inception… Ah, I see; being a bunch of different people originally means I'm going to know a lot of pop culture. But back to the important stuff. I wonder what would happen if I died again.

"When a demon dies, the soul returns to the Infernal World. And must go through the demonic transformation process again, losing all knowledge of their previous demonic incarnation. This is especially bad for a succubus as the dozens of souls that first made up the succubus's soul would be scattered back into individual damned souls with no guarantee they would be reformed in the same way or at all. The possibility is high that many of the souls would be transformed into "lesser" demons. And for the extremely prideful succubi, this is the worst fate imaginable."

Yeah, he's got me there. I haven't see what I look like yet, as flesh doesn't reflect light. Not even in Hell, apparently. But even so, I already feel attached to the boobs I see when I look down, as well as my wings and tail behind me. And the idea of any part of souls being tuned in to some other creature disturbs me. But I got to say; I'm pretty no one, even if they weren't prideful, would want their being split up and used to make a hoard of ugly monsters.

"Succubi do have offensive abilities in combat. They can create and manipulate fire. And have complete and total immunity to all high-temperature bases attacks, barring holy fire. They can transform their hands and feet into claws and talons as sharp and hard as diamonds. And can grow tentacles to slash, penetrate and grapple. But due to the fear of "" and the shattering of their soul, they often use summoned lesser demons instead. To fight for them, but due to their pride, they find it hard to retreat unless absolutely necessary."

Right. So I'm a badass bitch. Don't fuck with me! …we yes fuck with me but don't piss me off. I admit I don't see myself running from a fight. But I'm getting annoyed at this guy assuming all these things about my personality.

"Succubi form contracts with lesser demons to act as servants and bodyguards. They can also form contracts with humans, granting them demonic powers in exchange for servitude and semen. However, they usually only pay for the service of demons with sexual favours. All demons have intense sex drives; it is just that succubi need sex to exist, and their lust is the most intense of all demons. If a succubus starves, it will lose the demonic power necessary to heal damage, use magic, shapeshift, enter the Ethereal World or the Infernal and eventually "die" and scatter. Male semen sustains a succubus. All other foods and drinks are non-nutritious and disgusting to them unless semen is mixed in. Demon semen cannot sustain a succubus, but it still tastes delicious. For this reason, succubi must travel the Material World to continue to exist, avoiding all manner of anti-demon factions."

Ah, so I was drinking cum. It tastes delicious, but I was still hungry. Must be demon cum. I got to admit this whole "contract" seems entirely in the succubi favour. They serve us, and all we have to do is fuck them? We would do that anyway… well, I would. Seems I got to get out of this place before I wither away and shatter into a bunch of souls to be processed into grunts… and then possibly serve another succubus. Okay, fair point, magic voice-man. That IS a horrible fate. I ain't severing any bad bitch but me.

"Since succubi are formed from dozens of the most lust-driven souls condemned to the Infernal World, they are by nature bi-sexual. Women cannot sustain them, but their fluids are still delicious, and their forms still excite succubi. When a succubus has sex with a woman, she grows a giant penis out of her clitoris, often using her tentacles as well. These appendages ejaculate semen, much more semen than any other male, human, demon or otherwise. Like other demons, the semen of a succubus cannot sustain itself or any other succubi, but it still tastes delicious."

Oh! Cool, I'm a Japanese porn star. I tried to grow some tentacles to suck, but none came out. Actually, how the Hell do I use any of these big dick superpowers?! I want fireballs, regular balls! Bernoulli's Principle of Flight says these wings are never going to get this fine ass airborne! How do I get any of this weird demonic magic crap to work!?

"Succubi can and do get pregnant. But they have complete control over their reproductive organs. Thus, they only get pregnant or impregnate others when they choose to. This is true even if the other woman is fertile or not. The gestation period of the succubi spawn is extremely short—less than a day. After a day, a pregnant succubus or female impregnated by a succubus will give birth to… something, born with all the "world" knowledge of the succubus—language, history and social understanding of both humans and demons. But with its own free will and personality, it is entirely sentient and fully mature. These "Spawn" could be anything and are not bound to the infernal world. They are fertile and sexually mature from birth and the basis for most human tales and legends of "monsters." They are born with respect for the succubus that sired them, often following orders. And vary in terms of power and shape. They can be male, female, both, neither. Due to the chaotic nature of the succubi soul, you can never tell what will be created. The only thing they all share is the intense desire for lust. The semen from this spawn cannot sustain the succubus but, again, is delicious. And the male spawn can impregnate the succubus, and the succubus can impregnate the female spawn."

Is it weird I want to have spawn, then fuck those spawn, then get pregnant from those spawn and then fuck them? Fuck it! All of this weird! Not point in worried about what others think of me! I'm literally condemned to Hell already!

"And I believe that is all you need to tell you. There is no mortal semen here for you to drink. All that semen you swallowed was from your birth, like amniotic fluid. It will not sustain you. You have got a few hours before you break down and scatter. You also are too weak to fight or transform. You also can't traverse the worlds, so I've going to give you a helping hand."

Hoping I finally had a chance to speak, I opened my mouth again, "What do you mean "helping hand?" And who are you anyway?" For some reason, deep down, I knew everything the strange voice had said was true. Whether or not it was actually going to help me was another question altogether. It started to speak again. "I will send you to the Material World with my own power. After that, you are on your own. I suggest feeding as soon as possible. Perhaps get some minions, charm some humans, spawn some monsters, find other demons or humans to form contracts with. Whatever you think is right. I'm a big believer in free will and a man of wealth and taste."

Well, that answered both my questions… kind of. Isn't pulling an Inception literally the opposite of free will? "Well, you'll get no sympathy from me! By the way…." I rubbed my hands up and down my body, then stretched them above my shoulders while pirouetting on my right leg with left up at my head, "Where EXACTLY in the Material World are you sending this newly formed suck-u-balls?"

"I have somewhere in mind I think you will like. Oh, before I forget, you are going to need a name… how about, Lilinevera?"