Jan 12 2014

A Review of The Succubus Prey by Robert Mathew

The Succubus Prey by Robert Mathew

The Succubus Prey by Robert Mathew

Succubi are, but for a few instances, seen as being unfeeling, uncaring beings who care only for taking from others and nothing more.

But what happens when they suddenly do feel and know that the one they are feeding from and will be the end of… is the one?

What happens to them then? That is an interesting question to consider…

The work tells of:

Val can take any form to give men pleasure. She has fed on the lives of men for eons without regret. Now it is her that has become the prey and her life will be forever changed.

Val has been a Succubus for a long, long time. So long in fact that she sees those around her simply as prey… a target… nothing more than a means to an end. But this time, in the place she finds herself, her prey is something different.

We never learn their name, who they are, nothing really about them save their innocence and more importantly, their overall good soul. But it is their soul, their being that does something to Val… she discovers that he is the one for her and her alone… and she will be his undoing.

It is that realization, that knowledge that in the core of this story and even in the erotic moments, the needs, the realizations that happen through the story, that knowledge tears at her throughout.

The work is a hot flash in one way, through the heat in the story, but it is also so very much a tragedy in what occurs throughout the story. It is I think important that the story matters and means something. In this work, that is very true.

I would have liked to know more about Val and the one she finds in this story. There are broad hints about the latter and a few specific points about the former, but I was left a little bit wanting by the end of the story. But in spite of that, the change in Val that happens, the moment when the other… knows. Really knows who she is and what happens from that point on is heartbreaking.

Four out of five pitchforks.

I think I would like to see more about Val, and perhaps, somehow, something better can come from all that she now knows…



Jan 11 2014

A Morrigan Aensland Speed Painting YouTube…

There are a lot, quite a lot, of artists that share their works as they are being made on YouTube. I found one that really shows Morrigan in a way that I hadn’t seen before this… and I think it’s a really inspired way of portraying her…

And if you can’t watch the video here on the Tale:


The artist also placed the finished work on their DeviantArt site which you can find here, but here is a small version of this art of Morrigan by the artist who calls themselves Psichodelic.

Morrigan By Psichodelic

I like the glow from Morrigan’s eyes and the kind of latex shiny look really works well in this art. The background sets a dramatic mood which goes so well with Morrigan’s pose and the slight smile she has…

For some it could be a nightmare, but I am quite sure for many others it’s a dream…


Jan 10 2014

A Review of The Devil’s in the Details by Kimberly Raye

The Devil's in the Details by Kimberly Raye

The Devil’s in the Details by Kimberly Raye

Succubi are not, by any means, perfect. As much as I like them to be, they are capable of just as many mistakes, issues and problems that any soul faces in their lives. Probably the single biggest problem is family and love. The question is which of the two is the bigger problem to solve or are they both unsolvable riddles?

When your family runs hell, and you really don’t want to be part of it anymore and then you find yourself falling into love with someone that wants nothing more than to destroy your family. That’s a real problem. Not even massive amounts of cookies and sugar can help with that one… But you can try…

The story is of:

Jess Damon’s life is…complicated. Not only is she a man-eating succubus (albeit recently reformed), but she has the mother from hell—literally. Yep, Houston’s hottest wedding planner is the daughter of the devil. Though as far as her mother knows, Jess is only in the business to hook up with hunky groomsmen, not to find true love.

But when demon hunter Cutter Owens rolls into town, turning her back on her evil birthright proves harder than Jess thought. Cutter is out to take down the devil once and for all—and he wants Jess’s help to do it. There’s no denying Cutter is gorgeous, in that sexy “a demon stole my soul” sort of way. And, sure, Lillian Damon is the queen of evil. But she’s still Jess’s mom. Now Jess must outfox the world’s greatest demon hunter without revealing her true identity or—devil forbid!—falling in love.

Jess is a Succubus, but she’s not your typical one. For one thing, she’s on the wagon, not taking the souls of men, or tempting them for that matter. For the other she plans weddings for a living and business is really good. It’s a shame that the universe has decided to mess up her world by having her mother demand Jess plan her wedding, and falling in love with Cutter, a demon hunter, for the other. Oreos aren’t going to be enough for these problems by far.

Jess isn’t like any Succubus that I have read about in quite some time. The best way to describe her I think is “sexy cute”, emphasis on the cute more than anything else. I like that she has a conscience, that she cares about what she does and she wants to do the right thing. Beyond that she wants to find the right person and be happy. She isn’t evil, nor is she stereotypical by any means at all. She does have one problem and that, like really all of the demons that appear in this work, in that she loves sugar… lots of sugar. Constantly eating sugar. The reason for that is really cute to be honest, but the list of cookie, gum and other sugar filled brands does get a little over the top as the story progresses.

Jess is really the one succubus that is focused on mainly in the story, but there are others, some a lot more stereotypical, some, like Jess not so much so. Her family, who basically run hell, is large, varied, and has such characters as Lilith, Jesses’ mom as well as just about every one of the most well know demons and demonesses you can think of. But they aren’t played as being demonic or overwhelmingly evil. Really the focus is more of Jess dealing with what amounts to a supernatural dysfunctional family that have a lot of problems to deal with. Watching that unfold and what happens to each of them really is as interesting as what happens between  Jess and Cutter.

Cutter, Jesses’ love interest is really a good match for her and the moments when they are together and trying to relate to each other are sometimes touching, other times aggravating, but always entertaining.

The story itself moves at a very rapid pace with quite a lot of introspection from Jess as the story goes on. It is a little bit odd when she “talks” to the reader, as if we are there in the room or moment with her. But that’s more of the style Jess has. To talk to herself and try to figure out what she is going to do.

She goes through a lot of problems in her wedding planning business from both humans and supernatural beings, but it’s interesting to look at the problems from each world and wonder which one is more complicated. Jess does the best she can and in doing so her successes are amusing and unexpected in how they turn out.

The story has a lovely funny tone to it that makes the story enjoyable from the beginning and that carries through the work to the end. There are touching moments of romance, and a little bit of erotica, but it doesn’t overwhelm the story or seem out of place when it appears. I never found myself coming out of the story and wondering what was happening or hitting a stumbling point in the story that gave me pause. Well written, cute characters with their own problems and needs, and a mystery that when the answer is revealed you really didn’t expect the one that was responsible for what was going on… Or how Jess deals with them. One should never underestimate the power of a Succubus.

Four and a half out of five pitchforks.

Fun, silly at times, but so worth your time to read and enjoy…

The only thing that bothered me about this work was how dysfunctional Jess’ family is. Especially her mother who just rubbed me the wrong way from the beginning. I realize that is the point of course, but some of the moments were… just a little too over the top honestly. I adore Jess I really do. But a little less whininess would be lovely. She isn’t as lost as she sounds, not with all that she has been through. There are a lot of questions about her that I’d love to have answered and perhaps the next work in the series will do that for me.

I will, of course, be looking for it to appear…



Jan 09 2014

Succubi Image of the Week 313

I found a very striking image of a Succubus for this week to share… There is a hint of something about her… Not quite evil, but she has something in mind… Her expression and eyes speak to that…

Demonio Retratosmall by Nikkyfreaky

Demonio Retratosmall by Nikkyfreaky

This work is called Demonio Retratosmall and is by an artist on DeviantArt called Nikkyfreaky. The original page I found this art is here and the artist’s home page on DeviantArt is here as well…

There is kind of a 1960s throwback art kind of feel to this art. By that I mean that there is a softness, a dreaminess, a seductively gentle touch to the artist’s hand that brings out such an interesting personality in this work. While there is a hint of danger here, her fingernails, her forked tongue, the colour of her eyes, there is also balance in her look, her sensuality, the almost casual pose she has that is tempting and seductive…

She does have wings, there is the hint of them behind her which is subtlety done and I really like that. I also like the background of fire that seems to have something like stars in it… It’s a lovely counterpoint to her image and does not take away from her, but enhance her. I wish we could see more of her, if she has a tail, but what is shown makes her stunning and wonderful….

As all Succubi should be…



Jan 08 2014

Horns on a Succubus Costume should never be droopy…

One of the things that I look at first are the horns that come with the costume… Or not. What amazes me is that a lot of the time the horns are not included in the costume and that’s just mind boggling. You sell a devil costume without horns? But the worst thing is when the horns are droopy ones…

That just doesn’t work.

Devil Outfit Costume

This is called the Devil Outfit Costume. Quite the original name isn’t it? It comes with the horns, the dress, the long gloves and, believe it or not, a tail too. Shoes are not included and it sells for $70 US at a few places I found it with some sales as low as $40.

I’m kind of torn to be honest over this costume. I actually like the dress, the gloves quite a lot. I don’t care for the tail, but most of all, I really do not like the horns this model is wearing.

They look more like ears than horns and if they are horns, then why do they look like they are drooping? Succubi horns should never, never, be droopy. Period.

I think I would buy this, get rid of the tail and horns, replace them with my own and prolly add a pair of red thigh-high boots to it…

Might be an interesting look?

As it is, I’ll give this three out of five pitchforks.

There is hope, just needs some work to make that happen…



Jan 07 2014

Desires 110

I don’t think I have the strength within me to be all that the Succubi me is here… Perhaps that is the one thing that I fear the most of all…


Desires – Travelling

By Fzzy and Tera S

Part Five


Hell I thought I packed for everything, this woman has more gear then I do. She has asked me several questions,just like your supposed too. It keeps the patient distracted.I try to answer them in order.

“I was heading for the buffalo drop museum. As well as riding.<gasp> I am living out my dream pretty lady.That is all we can do when we get the chance.<gasp>  My name well I go by Razor,FZY1 and Ray to my friends. My pain is not bad just shock I guess, just need to catch my breath.<gasp> ”

Gods this is no weak assed woman she has some strength to her. She put me in her tent like I was a baby. If I could just get my breath back I could.  Hell I don’t know what I would do.

She looked into his eyes, “Just relax… You aren’t alone…”

Those words mean more than I thought they should. I have finally realized it . The sharp stabbing pain in the left side. The shortness of breath. I am drowning in my own blood.   For the first time in a very long time I know fear,the fear of my own demise. I speak to my own Valkyrie in riding leather.

“May I have your name please? So when I meet St. Peter.<gasp> I can make sure you get the blessing you so deserve. Who did the metal work on your bike?<gasp> How did you happen to be here? Please stay with me.”

Tears begin to flow out of my eyes and down my cheeks.My emotions overwhelming my self-imposed controls.

“Why me is that not what I am supposed to say?<gasp> But I won’t do that. I have willingly faced the possibility of my end for 20 plus years guarding my country. <gasp>  Could you ……maybe wrap your arms around me? I …I want to be held like a child one last time. I don’t think my mother ever held me like that. Perhaps tell me a story. Something to do with that bike of yours?


And at that point, I think I would lose myself…




Jan 06 2014

Considerations by TeraS

One of the things that marks Tera is that she is, really, more than anything, very polite. Some see that as a fault; but for her, it masks something more than just being polite … It brings a moment for … consideration.



By TeraS


The only source of politeness is consideration.


Occasionally, more often than not, really, there are moments when Tera finds herself encountering someone that just … doesn’t quite get it. Now the “it” comes down to a matter of understanding more than anything else. If one takes the time to at least speak to her civilly, they generally find that they receive so much more than they are ever asked for; many times Tera never asks for anything in return, to be quite honest about it. But sometimes the encounter begins on the wrong foot—or other body part—and then the question isn’t so much one of what they want, but what Tera will teach them before the moment is over.

And, if nothing else, Tera does enjoy teaching …

In this case the lesson began with a young couple arguing over a scroll they discovered in the deepest archives an old medieval castle and what it represented.

“You have no damn idea what you are talking about!”

That would be the female half of the pair, Lina. She’s an outspoken slightly gruff twenty-something who isn’t afraid to speak her mind. And she does so regardless of whether it gets her into trouble or not. Just because she’s blonde, one shouldn’t expect she isn’t smart or that will just get you into deeper trouble with her.

“Screw you. If it’s real, then we can get something out of her. If it isn’t real, then all you’ve lost is ten minutes of your worthless time.”

And that would be Gary, the male side of the equation: generally only really cares about money, getting ahead, and pushing around whomever he can to get what he wants.

Now the only reason the two of them were a couple, they believed, was that they could tolerate each other when everyone else around them couldn’t. Think of them as two peas in a pod, even if that pod was slightly rotten at the core.

The argument had been going on for most of the day after they had translated the scroll and found that it was a means to ask for an audience with the Queen of the Succubi. Gary assumed that, since she was a Succubus, she would be submissive to him, and Lina assumed that this Queen, whomever she was, would grant her desires. Of course neither of them really thought things through clearly before they went about the summoning. There wasn’t a need for anything other than the scroll and the instructions were very clear:

“1. Be polite when you call.
“2. Be polite when she arrives.

“3. Remember that manners count.”

The calling wasn’t polite, several curse words found their way into the calling, as that was just who they were. Actually, more than a few when their impatience made them call not just once, but several times, with each summoning more crass than the last, eventually ending with the scroll being torn in half when each came to the conclusion that the other was “doing it wrong.”

And then they both figured out that they possibly did it right when there was a puff of red cherry-scented smoke in front of them and a woman’s voice echoing around them … “Such language and manners!”

As the smoke cleared, but the scent remained, they found themselves looking at a woman with red horns peeking out of her raven hair, a long slender heart-tipped tail undulating behind her, the tip hovering over her right shoulder. Deeply green eyes considered them as a bemused smile played over her lips. She wore black: her corset, short skirt, and thigh-high boots were all of the deepest black, almost latex-like in how they shone in the light of the room.

As neither of them said anything, the woman arched an eyebrow and queried: “Would you care to explain just why the two of you decided to use that calling? If you wouldn’t mind, that is.”

Now, a smart person would likely offer a hello or some other greeting, ask this being’s name, and then perhaps request something. But it didn’t quite go that way. What came instead was the couple each yelling out what their individual demands at the same moment, their words becoming a mash of noise that couldn’t quite be understood.

But what was worse was that the one they summoned didn’t care for that sort of thing. She took the few short steps to where the couple stood, each being quite loud and uncouth, and then simply touched Lina on the shoulder, silencing her voice even though her lips kept moving. Another touch on Gary’s shoulder gave him the same problem.

“Now then, allow me to introduce myself … I am Tera, the Queen of the Succubi and the Ruler of the Realm. You …” She smiled a smile that would be worrisome if either of the couple had been paying attention … “… I hesitate to call you “children,” but that seems to best describe your attitudes at the moment … have sent out a call for me. Not just once—as the scroll clearly told you—but, in fact, several times. That in itself wouldn’t be so bad, but really … the language? Tsk.” She crossed her arms over her chest and regarded the pair, now shooting daggers at each other with their eyes, before she continued: “In days past, that would result in the two of you being taught to behave by being given to another of the Succubi, being shaped to her will, and … well … neither of you would be here any longer.”

That got their attention, and they looked at her with some fear in their eyes.

“Ah! Understanding and attention! Lovely!” She then walked around the pair, considering them, making a complete circle before turning towards Gary: “You will be able to speak in a moment. You will answer civilly and truthfully or there will be consequences.” Looking at Lina, she added: “You’ll have your chance. Just be calm and you will. Do not and you will not.”

Having set out the rules, she touched him on the chest and said, “Your name if you please?”

Gary, being somewhat an idiot, replied, “Gary. But you can call me Mas- …”

The word didn’t make it out entirely as she looked at him and her eyes glowed a bright green, capturing his attention: “Shhh … That’s enough, Gary. You will watch your words, won’t you? You know your place, of course, as you should. And that place is on your knees, isn’t it? So … please do drop to your knees and be quiet, won’t you?”

Gary found her suggestions completely reasonable and just nodded before dropping to his knees and focusing his attention on her.

She then turned to Lina and touched her on the chest as well, her question being the same. Lina, not quite the idiot that Gary was, managed: “Lina,” but didn’t say anything more.

Tera looked at her, one eyebrow raised, and then cupped Lina’s cheek with one hand, drawing Lina’s attention to her: “A better answer, but where are your manners? You can do better than that, can you not, Lina? Say your name again, but in the correct way, if you please.”

It had been a long time since Lina was polite, and the words were barely remembered, but they did come: “My name is Lina, ma’am.”

Tera nodded and then her fingertips stroked Lina’s cheek, making Lina’s body shiver: “That is much better, my dear. Of course, you want to keep a civil tongue in your head don’t you? And with that you of course want to show the proper deference, don’t you? And that means, as you are in the presence of royalty, that you must kneel before me … Isn’t that right?”

Lina found that Tera’s words made perfect sense, and in the next moment she was kneeling beside Gary, not looking at him—which would be tacky—but instead looking at Tera as she considered the two of them intently.

“Whatever will I do with the two of you then? Perhaps changing the two of you into pets would be for the best?”

All she did was snap her fingers … just once … and the couple was transformed utterly. Both were collared in red: her hair in a pony tail, his clipped short and neatly; she in latex stockings, shoulder length gloves, and a so-very-tight one-piece suit that clung to her curves and glistened in the light; he in a pair of latex booties and tight boy-shorts … and nothing more … save the so white eyes and utter devotion that ruled their minds and lives.

Tera seemed to ponder them for the longest time, watching them both mewl and whisper for her to command them, their desire to obey utterly all that they were. She allowed this to continue for a time, but then waved her right hand idly. “No. I think not. Neither of you would learn a single thing like this and really that wouldn’t be useful would it?”

She snapped her fingers and the couple returned to how they where before, still kneeing there and waiting.

“Lina my dear, what it is that you want … exactly?”

Her answer was quite surprising, really: “To stop fighting, ma’am.”

“Gary, would you please answer the question as well?

His answer was almost as direct: “For her to admit she likes me.”

Tera considered that, tapping her finger on her lips as she did so: “And it took you calling me to admit that? Whatever happened to just telling someone what you might wish so that person might consider it?”

Neither of the two looking at Tera could answer that question, for that approach had never occurred to them.

“Honestly! The lack of communication in your time is simply amazing. Mind you, I suppose that it does make things more interesting for me from time to time.”

Again, neither said anything. It wasn’t their place, after all.

“I shan’t change the two of you … much. Give you each a civil tongue, for one … and the strength to think before you speak, for another. Beyond that, you are both on your own. Remember what you really want. Then perhaps you won’t go around doing things you don’t understand.”

Tera touched each on their foreheads, then turned away to leave. Or would have if the question hadn’t been asked—by whom wasn’t really clear: “Ma’am? Why be merciful?”

She looked over her shoulder at the couple and smiled: “Because being polite is important. And watching mortals learn something is always better than having someone pick up the pieces afterwards.

After Tera left, by the door whose presence meant she was off to see whomever else she was going to meet, they looked at each other.

“What now?”

“I guess we clean up the mess and, like she said, we try.”

And so they did. Because, in the end, it is about trying to consider and considering to try …