Oct 05 2013

A Cooking Class with Morrigan Aensland YouTube

I found a YouTube that really has a few things that I think are really well done. The series is called Cooking Dogo and it has two chefs competing against each other.. That in itself would be interesting, but in this episode…

One of the chefs has Morrigan Aensland helping him…

And the cosplayer really is a very, very good looking and acting Morrigan I think…

And if you cannot see it here on the Tale:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_jmqsiqNhA

Here’s a screenshot of the chef and Morrigan too…

Cooking With Morrigan

It’s a little hard to see I admit, but, she really has a wonderful costume, she acts very much like Morrigan and her mannerisms as Morrigan are absolutely perfect I think for Morrigan too…

And when she first appears… It just made me laugh so much, but you’ll have to watch the video to understand why I did…

It strikes me that a cooking show, a real one with Morrigan or any Succubus for that matter would be… interesting.

And, of course, any Succubi would be an expert on dessert don’t you think?

 

Tera

Oct 04 2013

A Review of Gender Bender Succubus by Maxine Albedo

Gender Bender Succubus by Maxine Albedo

Gender Bender Succubus by Maxine Albedo

Some of the more interesting stories about Succubi involve a gender change. I really don’t mind that as, for me at least, I care more about the Succubus, when she appears and what she does than anything else in the story to a honest. One of the things that I wonder about most of the time is how the mental change is developed and if that change makes sense and “reads” as being logical in the story universe itself.

A very few

  • Title: Gender Bender Succubus
  • Author: Maxine Albedo
  • Publishing Date: February 15, 2013
  • Length: 5,200 Words
  • ASIN: B00BGPRUYM
  • This work at Amazon

The work is about:

When Dean’s girlfriend is sick he offers to go to work in her place. After all how hard can it be to work in a sex chat room? But Dean’s world is turned upside down when Emma reveals her secret: she works as a succubus!

Before he knows what’s happening Dean is magically transformed into a shapely succubus and sent out into the night. When his client’s revealed to be Phil, his boss, Dean struggles with his new bodies desires and emotions. Can he resist his uncontrollable desire to enter Phil’s dreams and be dominated by him, or will he surrender to his new role?

The is one of the more unique stories about Succubi that I have found, and that’s not because it is a gender switching story, there are actually a lot of stories written with the same sort of idea. No, what makes it interesting is the overall universe, how Succubi, and Incubi for that matter, are created and how the entire situation plays out.

There is a good deal of internal logic in the story that, when you think about it, makes a lot of sense and that, for me at least, makes this a much more interesting story than it could have been otherwise. The only problem that I have with that is there are supporting characters in the work that I really wanted to know more about and all we see is a fleeting glimpse of them.

The transformation of Dean into a Succubus is really well done and I liked the form he took on, mainly because she doesn’t have hooves. Like just about everything she is described as looking like and that really make me like the story even more at that point. It was also well done how her thoughts were shaped and changed to fit her new world view. It was a subtle thing, which I like rather than having it pounded into your mind over and over again.

Once she enters the world of the Succubi, there is a lot to enjoy, the sex occasionally is a bit on the violent side, but I expected that to be honest. Eventually when she has to come face to face, or rather Succubus to dream with someone she knows, there is of course a lot of soul searching, but eventually things happen as you might expect them to.

The ending was cute and that’s where most of my thoughts fall. This really would be a good opening chapter to a longer story and I’d like to see it. There is so much in this universe that has been set up and not really used much and I would like to see more of the inner workings of things. I also have to admit that I would like to know more about the Incubi in this universe and as well about the two that are the Mistress and Master of the Succubi and Incubi as well.

The writing is a little odd, but that’s because of the British wording used for the most part, otherwise the erotic parts are very hot and the Succubus is very much one. But it is short, there is a lot left unsaid and untouched, and that, as always, bothers me when the ending arrives. I hope this will be a series, the proof is in all of the plots, characters and tales hinted at and yet left untold.

I’m giving this work four out of five pitchforks.

It’s an interesting concept for a universe and I did want like to see more about it. It turns out that there is a second work in this series and that book I will be reviewing next week.

 

Tera

Oct 03 2013

Succubi Image of the Week 300

This will be the 300th Succubi of the Week on the Tale. It’s really quite a milestone all things considered i think at least. As such, I wanted to find an image that was something special. Something that really spoke well for the Succubi… I found her I think…

Succubus by Va-sily

Succubus by Va-sily

This art is titled Succubus and is by an artist named Va-sily on DeviantArt. You can find the original page with this art here and this artist’s page is here as well…

As much as I love this art, she is missing a tail and she needs one. That is my one and only problem with this art, and it is art as far as I am concerned. Wonderful textures, the background fits her so very well that her wings kind of blend into it. She looks very life-like, almost as if a model posed for the artist in a way. Love her hair, her horns look right for her and I really appreciate that she has normal skin tones instead of red which, I think, wouldn’t look as good.

Her wings are strange organic things, I do understand why they would have rips and holes in them, but I find myself wondering what she would look like with them whole. She’s beautiful, really almost stunning, and while her sexuality and sensuality is there to be seen, there’s more to her… I would have liked to have seen that as well, but she’s wonderful nonetheless…

Please do visit this artist’s site, there is so much more art there to be seen…

 

Tera

Oct 02 2013

This is one Devil costume that should be in Detention…

There are some costumes that never, really never, should see the light of day. Or for that matter the dark of night… The cheesiness of some is overwhelming and the thing of it is… They do appear and that’s just wrong…

Detention Devil Costume

This is called the Detention Devil Costume, and it comes with the dress, the plaid wings, the collar with tie and the devil horn headpiece. It does not include the knee socks, the shoes or the sunglasses…

It sells for $50, the shoes, socks and glasses add about $50 to the total, so, to look like the model would cost basically $100 US…

And I just don’t think, or understand how that’s possible. Not to mention that all of that plaid just is so far over the top that it hurts my eyes to look at it.

The other thing that bothers me is, how does it work that she has plaid wings? I am glad the costume doesn’t have plaid horns or tail. That would guarantee a zero rating.

Mind you, it really doesn’t deserve anything more than a single pitchfork for the tackiness of it as well.

But, and this is a very, very small but, I do like the stockings and the shoes. But the rest of this I just don’t care for.

Which means that, in truth, that the only thing I like are the accessories you have to buy separately…

Perhaps I really should try to do my own version of this for Halloween…

Something to ponder… It’s still not too late…

 

Tera

Oct 01 2013

Desires 97

I rather loved the confusion in Martin when he saw my wings…

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Desires – Beginnings

By BStyles and Tera S

Part Thirty-Three

 

Martin’s face was already slackened with the feelings of physical pleasure, yet his mouth now gaped open with an ‘ah!’ of astonishment, his eyes wide with wonder at the black-feathered wings now spread out on the mattress to either side of her. A strangled grunt escaped from his throat as her legs tightened around his waist, his cock firmly and completely buried within her hot, sexual folds.

Panting slightly, he shifted his weight enough to reach out with a hand, stroking his fingertips over her wing, taking in the silky feel of her feathers. They were real! Then….then she must be…. “…fallen…?” He murmured, almost disbelievingly, his golden eyes locking onto her own again, the intense questions visible in his gaze.

He didn’t have a chance to answer, at least not right away. Straining his hips forward as he was provided the last little bit of stimulation to send him over the edge at long last. His eyelids closed down, panting breaths exhaled in a low moan of release as his cock spasmed within her. The feeling of his orgasm washed over his entire being, sweat popping out of almost every pore on his body. He relaxed a little when it was over, propped up on his arms with his elbows locked as he was, it took some effort for him to lie down, his arms quivering all the way. Dimly, he reached out again to fondle one of those feathers, pondering everything with the dim look of physical exertion.

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Feathers are ticklish aren’t they?

 

 

Tera

Sep 30 2013

Acceptance – Part III by TeraS

Sheryl’s story continues this week, you can find Part One here and Part Two here as well. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to accept the truth…

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Acceptance – Part Three

By TeraS

 

The answer he gave was short—as it always was when the question was asked. “Last I saw him, he was fine.”

Sheryl kept her outward reaction to a slight twitch of her right foot, managing not to tap the floor nervously. “I see.”

Inwardly, she held back her desire to allow her Tail to take over and do things that were simply unspeakable to the foolish human across from her. Only Joseph truly understood what she was; the rest of those that were her responsibility didn’t have any idea. Sheryl needed to keep things that way—not for herself, but for the promise she had made to them all.

“If you submit to my wishes, you can have him back.”

Sheryl’s eyes narrowed slightly, “You have what you came for. The rest is meaningless. You say the same things each time and each time I refuse you. Why don’t you accept that and give him back to me? You have your pound of flesh.”

He picked up the case as he stood, regarding her with an expression somewhere between contempt and desire, “The flesh I desire hasn’t submitted herself to me. You will, you know. At some point you will. Everyone does.”

Sheryl did not stand or escort him to the door, nor for that matter did any of those in the room with her. This, too, was what happened every time, and would happen again she well knew.

It was the game he played. He simply did not understand who he was trying to play. As Sheryl thought about this she began to tap a finger against the armrest of the chair. “Celeste?”

“Yes, Mistress?”

“Could you please be sure that he is being followed.”

“As always, he expects it.”

Sheryl nodded and then stood, “Thank you, Celeste.”

Celeste’s words echoed in Sheryl’s thoughts for some time as she walked through the place she called home: “As always, he expects it.

The troubles began just after Sheryl had moved the agency and all of those that had pledged themselves to her to their new home. The police weren’t a problem: they did visit, of course; that was expected. Through the connections that Ashe had, the inquires faded away soon after they began. They did not go about flaunting their collective wealth either. The neighboring community was not threatened by them; more they were welcomed for the good they did for many in the surrounding area, not asking for anything in return.

No, the problem was that, as popular as they were, there were always those that became jealous of them. What followed was the occasional threat, confrontation, and sometimes—just sometimes—the more enlightened came to see something better in what they had and joined with them.

That was what brought . . . him . . . to confront Sheryl.

Sometimes those that wanted to see them be no more would send, for lack of a better description, a Trojan house into their midst, someone on the inside to tell of their secrets, their weaknesses, and, in doing so, make the work of others in their goal that much simpler. Their problem was that Sheryl always knew who those were and they didn’t get very far … save one.

Her name was Celeste.

She appeared on the doorstep one fall evening, afraid, unsure, worried, and more. The emotions spilling off of her were very clear and the force behind them very obvious. She had been told to do this, to plead for acceptance.

Sheryl could have rejected her out of hand—it wouldn’t have been the first time—but there was something under the surface that was Celeste’s own truth, and that called to Sheryl more strongly than the thin veneer that covered it.

At first, Celeste was apart from everyone: watching, leaving and telling of what she had seen, then returning once more. This went on for some time, but, in spite of it, Sheryl taught her many things. She learned about herself: what she liked, what she didn’t. Sheryl spent many a day just talking with her. In the back of Celeste’s mind there was always that voice that told her she was being used … again … that no one wanted her … again. The fears bubbled up over time until, finally, she stood in the front hall, her single bag packed with her meager possessions, one hand on the door to leave.

“Celeste?”

She didn’t turn, “I … I have to go.”

“Why?”

The rest came in a rush: there was nothing to hide; she’d be away in the next moment, leaving another person disappointed in her, “I lied to you. I have been spying on you and … I can’t do it anymore.”

She turned to see Sheryl standing there in a pink blouse, blue shorts, and sandals, a sad look upon her. “Doesn’t matter what you’ve done before.”

“Of course it does! I’m worthless!”

“You are never that to me. You never have been.”

Bending down to pick up her things, Celeste insisted, “I am. I am nothing. Always will be.”

“No, you aren’t; not here. Think about this, please? When, at any point, did anyone here not treat you well? Tell me one moment where I treated you poorly?”

The truth was that she couldn’t, but, by the same token, her own fears didn’t allow her to believe that she was wanted by anyone.

“I have to go.”

“Celeste … My door will always be open to you. If you decide you want to come back, just please do?”

Her hand shook on the door handle, wanting to turn it and yet not wanting to. Then she heard Sheryl come close. Not so close that she flinched, but close enough.

“Please stop.”

“I was going to ask you to do the same thing. Please don’t. We’ll protect you. I promise.”

Sheryl was shaken out of her memories by Celeste’s voice, “Mistress?”

“Yes, Celeste?”

“Might I have a moment to speak with you in private?”

They entered Sheryl’s office a few moments later, the door closing behind them. Sheryl didn’t take her chair, instead standing by the windows and looking out at the world that passed on by while she was trapped where she was.

“Mistress, you need to give him what he wants. This has gone on long enough. I know that you need Joseph back … we all do. I’ll go back to him and … it will be fine.”

Sheryl didn’t look at her, “No, I will not allow him to win. He is not going to have you under his thumb. Not again.”

Celeste fingered her bracelet worryingly, “It wasn’t that bad. He is petty but, in the end, he won’t hurt me.”

“I doubt that.”

Celeste was quiet for a long, uncomfortable moment. Then she said something that Sheryl never expected: “I know what you are, Mistress. I know what you can do.”

Sheryl looked at her, “What, exactly, do you mean?”

Celeste worried her hands, not looking at Sheryl, “When I came here, I know I wasn’t really trusted by everyone. When you gave me the place of second to Joseph … I knew you trusted me. He made me promise to look after you if … something happened. He explained that you are … different.”

Sheryl walked to Celeste and cupped her chin, making her look directly at her, “Celeste … be very clear what you mean.”

The words came in a rush, “You are Mistress. You are more than Mistress. You … you are powerful in ways I cannot say I understand fully … But you are.”

Sheryl nibbled her lip, “What am I, Celeste?”

“You are …” The pause was very long, “one of the Succubi.”

There: the words were in the open. Joseph had trusted to Celeste her deepest secret. Why would he? What possessed him to do so? Sheryl felt the ache in her chest, confusion in her thoughts. Her hand tightened, slightly, upon Celeste, “What does that mean to you?”

The look in her eyes, the emotions she gave were … many shades of acceptance. “It means that you are Mistress no matter what. I trust you. We all do. We all would do anything for you.”

Sheryl let go as if her hand had been shocked and turned away, “I don’t want you to do anything for me. It isn’t about me.”

“It isn’t. But it is. I accepted you as Mistress because you gave me the one thing I never had before. You accepted me as I was. You saw in me something that I didn’t see in myself. You gave me hope.”

Sheryl turned away, “I can’t say I have any of my own left.” In the next moment, she felt Celeste’s hands wrapping around her waist from behind, “Have you lost hope in seeing him again?”

“No … not yet. It’s the one thing … the one thing that …”

“Keeps you going? It’s like that for me. I could give up, disappoint you, walk away, but I won’t because you didn’t give up on me.”

Her hands twined with Celeste’s own, “I just haven’t worked out a way.” A sigh, a long one …

Then Celeste answered, “There is more than one door to open, Mistress.”

“What are you trying to get at, Celeste?”

A sigh, a moment as if the words would doom her, then, “I know how to get Joseph back … if you are willing, Mistress.”

The plan was bold and something that Sheryl had never considered. To do so was not in her nature; the risks to herself too high by far. She was about to reject it when another of Tera’s proverbs came to her …

We have to take risks. If we don’t, then things become boring. Life should never be boring.

Sheryl found that the risk was, in fact, worth taking … and it wouldn’t be boring.

Sep 29 2013

A Review of Second Succubus by Maxwell Avoi

Second Succubus by Maxwell Avoi

Second Succubus by Maxwell Avoi

There are. when you think about it, really two main truths in the universe. On the one hand you have those that look to do dark things. To bring that darkness into others, envelope them with it, and then spread that taint as far as they can. On the other you have those that believe in light things. Compassion. Caring. Love. Understanding. All of the better traits that truly we should see in ourselves and each other.

The same can be said of Succubi really, if you think about it. They can be the ones to cater to more darker desires, or they can be the way to enlightenment….

To find that balance within themselves, and ourselves by knowing them… That, truly, is enlightenment…

The work tells about:

A new succubus appears, one that wants to bring peace and unity to humanity. Opposing it are two FBI agents…and a gender-shifting creature from another dimension that threatens to destroy all that it touches! Conflicting forces battle for the future of human kind.

Set in the same world as Tesla’s Succubus, this book doesn’t require reading the first story, but it’s recommended.

Quite some time ago, this author released a work called Tesla’s Succubus, which I reviewed here on the Tale. At that time, I had several unanswered questions about the beings that were, in a way, Succubi. I wanted to know why they did the things they did, what their purpose was, and most of all, why it was that they were more… animal-like or predatory… With this, a second peek into this universe… I have more questions, but I also have quite a lot more to enjoy…

This work has a taste of mystery within it, on several levels, that is nicely played out over the course of the story. I found it a lovely touch to have what I would consider dark and light Succubi existing. Now neither of them have horns or tails, nor are they physically Succubus, or for that matter, Incubus, in their appearance. They do have the ability to shape-shift, to see into the minds of others and draw on their wants and needs. Where the difference comes is that one side looks to be based on what I would call animal needs while the other is based on compassion, love, and so much more. It’s quite a thing to watch thread its way through the work, what it means to the characters in the story, depending on which they are “possessed” by.

As in the first work, there is a touch of TG aspects, but it isn’t overwhelming by any means and what I particularly liked was that when these themes appear, it is for a purpose. It isn’t the typical “I have breasts! Have to explore myself” theme. It is a transformational moment for the characters that are changed in this way, but it is also one for those that do not switch gender. The changes that come, on either side, light or dark, are telling for each, in their own way, and help to drive the story forwards. The comparison of both, the ways and means of their lives really is core to this story and a gripping read.

I still have many questions about the creatures however. Really there isn’t a lot of focus on them, no real understanding of them save for passing thoughts and feelings that the characters tell us about. Perhaps it is that mystery that makes this work special in its own way. The story is of the changed, not the changers.

The personalities in the work are well defined, their actions make sense and are not strange or wrong as the work goes on. There is a truth to each one, and in the end we see that truth appearing quite clearly. Transformed yes, but their humanity remains with them and, for me, the best part was when that humanity was revealed.

There are moments of strife, of conflict of course. Some of these carry over clearly from the first work. It was nice to see the author make the connection to the previous book, and also give us a name for the main character of the previous work. I also was very happy to see a resolution to their story after all they had been through.

The new Succubus, like the first told of, is a TG transformation, but the event in this story is well described and plays out very smoothly and makes a good deal of sense. I have questions about how exactly it all started, the beginning of the work is very unclear, at least to me. Mind you the uncertainty and self-questioning along with self-discovery was interesting, I did take pause at two points within the first five pages of the story to put straight in my mind the scene and the being that begins the tale. I’m not entirely sure about the start of the story, but once past that, the rest of the work really flows nicely from moment to moment.

The story has what I felt was the right erotic moments at the right times in the story. It wasn’t sex for the sake of it. It was a means to push the story forwards as it should be used. There is an obvious contrast between the two sides, but in that comes the way for the story to move towards its conclusion.

For the most part, the ending was satisfying, though it does leave several paths for the story to take in the future. Compared with the first work, this one has a purpose, not a word is wasted, and in the telling of this story comes an important truth. One that I have always believed in and it was nice to see that here. Sometimes the simplest things make for the best stories and I think this work is one of the author’s best by far.

I’m giving this work four and a half out of five pitchforks.

Really an engrossing tale of truths that everyone should believe in. Still questions to be answered, and I wish they had been here. Still there is much more story to be told in this universe and I await quite eagerly for the next part of the story that I hope is still to come…

My thanks to the author for this work… Truly so much more than I really had expected…

 

Tera

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