Sep 14 2013

This YouTube film doesn’t suck

It is rare, to be honest, when I discover a short film on YouTube about Succubi that I really like. It’s still more rare when I laugh about the film and wish that there was more than the film gives…

I found this film called This Sucks on YouTube some time ago, it’s about a awkward teenage Succubus who is told by her parents that she must become a real Succubus by seducing a man and devouring his soul for the first time.

That sounds a bit dry I admit, but, watch the film please and you’ll see why I adore this…

And of course, you can find it on YouTube here:

Here’s a still of the Succubus herself, her mother and her father…

This Sucks Still

I have to say that the entire film has sort of a “Married With Children” vibe to it, but that just adds I think to just how funny it is. Oh, make sure you have a look at he fridge magnets… Just too funny…

I loved all of the characters, the actors and actresses were perfect as far as I am concerned. The Succubus-to-be was awkwardly cute and when she stumbles and makes some missteps I fell over laughing. The Mom and Dad are wonderfully evil and yet still you can see the parents that want their daughter to succeed too.

I found it amazing that they accomplished all of this in less than 48 hours too. The writer of this story has a wicked sense of humour and it just shines here. There’s a lot of in-jokes in the scenes as well, I found myself pausing over and over again and just smiling as I found them.

I really would have loved to see this as a web series, but we won’t, it is a single film with so much going for it however. And in having the promise in it, and the story in it that just really spoke to my own sense of humour… I truly thank all of those involved for sharing what they created…



Sep 13 2013

A Review of Thunder by Taryn Kincaid

Thunder by Taryn Kincaid

Thunder by Taryn Kincaid

Obviously not all series have Succubi appearing all of the time and the Sleepy Hollow series by Taryn Kincaid doesn’t have one of the Succubi Sisters appear in every single work in a major way… Still they do pop in, if only for a moment or three, which is nice to see.

Being that this is a series, world building is an important thing. As the setting of Sleepy Hollow has a good number of supernaturally connected beings in it, some of them do, of course, have to have their moment as well. Sometimes the moment is more than it seems at first…

One of the most telling things about someone’s personality is their fears, but also their fantasies. But what if the fantasy contains one of their greatest fears? That the one wanted might not want them in return for that is how they seem to be… or are they?


The work tells of:

Lonely young witch, Veronica Hardwicke, has struggled to get on with her life after the death of the elderly husband who’d left her a fortune and a sprawling estate in mystical Sleepy Hollow. When frightening things go bump in the night on a stormy Fourth of July, who better to call than the sexy developer and contractor, Sean Jones, who’s been renovating her mansion for months?

Sean may grace the tabloid pages with a different supermodel on his arm every night, but it’s Veronica who drives him nuts. Ignoring his instinct to stay away, he answers her summons.

Will the thundering passion of their 1Night Stand tear down the barriers between them?

Veronica is a witch with two problems, one is that she has been alone for some time now and she has become frightened of things that go bump in the night. The other problem she has is that she’s found someone that she is hopelessly in love with, but cannot believe herself good enough for him… even if she sees him almost every day.

Sean seems to have everything, but the problem is that what he doesn’t have is Veronica who has haunted him since he met her. And he would like to be the thing that goes bump in the night with her. That is if he can overcome his own fears about Veronica.

The thing about this story is that, really, the two of them are mirrors of each other’s wishes and fears. Both cannot see themselves being good enough for the other. Both cannot understand why they are so attracted to the other in spite of themselves. The fears are in their thoughts from the beginning to the end, looking for anything to cause them to turn away from the other. That is, of course, until one takes a chance and the other is roped into things by their relative. Perhaps the magic isn’t so much in the magic used but the magic in finally taking a chance, pushing their fears aside and just being together.

When the two of them are together, it is a lovely slow burn towards a moment of passion and desire that plays out in the most delicious way between the two. There is a little bit of magic, used in a very cute way by Veronica that made me smile when it appeared. I also liked the releasing of the false front that each of them had placed in front of the other, how that was stripped away and their own truths came to the forefront.

I did have one small problem and that was Sean calling Veronica princess. duchess, countess, and so on. I found that drew me from the story when his pet names for Veronica kept changing through their moment together and then at the end of the work, calling her princess again. It just felt… wrong… somehow… going from the name he called her when he thought she wasn’t listening to others and then back again to it. If not for how this story ended, I would have been wondering if they were a couple or not for that name’s return.

The story was a lovely tease through most of it, both of their personalities very clear as the story went along. The games played between the two were perfect for who they were, though I felt that Sean lost himself trying to explain, to understand Veronica. It also is a bit of a puzzle how quickly that Sean came to deal with Veronica’s magic, though I suppose being that Campbell, in the previous work, wasn’t exactly “normal” and Sean likely had met Lily, he could have had a clue about the oddness of those that live in Sleepy Hollow.

I found myself wondering where Sean and Veronica go from here, a witch and a “mortal” and what happens next between them… One thing is quite certain though… I expect like his brother, Sean isn’t going anywhere…

Being that Sean is Campbell’s brother, who appeared with Lily as the main characters in the previous work Lightning, both Campbell and Lily appear for a fleeting moment in this work. While they really have very little to do with this story, save that Campbell sets up Sean a bit, it was nice to see where their relationship has moved onto. While a glimpse only, it made me smile and i did love the little tease of what that pair is up to… And there are still Lily’s other sisters that have to have their own moment…. Which they will…

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

Lovely heat, characters that come together really well as the story unfolds, and more tapestry added to this universe which I enjoyed. Some of Sean’s pet names for Veronica did get to me a bit, especially he not settling on one which bothered me more than it should have I suppose. Still in spite of that one small quibble a lovely hot read with story is never a bad thing…

This coming Sunday: Frost and something to heat things up…



Sep 12 2013

Succubi Image of the Week 297

A piece of art this week of a Succubus that seems like someone was trying to trap her or control her… As always, that’s quite a mistake and I’m sure that she will explain that to them soon enough…

Hexy Devil by ErikVonLehmann

Hexy Devil by ErikVonLehmann

This art is called Hexy Devil and is by ErikVonLehmann. You can find the original page with this art here and the artist’s page on DeviantArt can be found here.

I don’t find a lot of images of Succubi that have skin colour other than red or normal skin. There is the occasional blue ones, but purple not so much so. But she is interesting for a few different reasons…

She has a tail, which I rather like, she’s really quite sexy and overall I like her look a lot. A lovely tail, wonderful hair and a sensual form are the marks of a Succubus after all. What makes me pause and consider are the ruins on her body and the look she is giving. It almost appears as if she was summoned by someone and they are trying to either enchant or restrain her. Neither of which seems to be working from the look in her eyes and the tenseness in her pose at the moment.

I wonder who she is as this was a commissioned work and I assume it is of someone’s role playing character. There’s a story in her obviously, and I would like to know what it was…

Please visit this artist’s site and see more of their art…



Sep 11 2013

As a costume, it looks as if you aren’t even trying…

I believe that you should, if nothing else, at least appear to have made an effort in finding a costume for Halloween, but more so, you should, really, look sexy. So why is it that some think that adding accessories will accomplish that?

Adult Red Devil Costume

This is, supposedly, called the Adult Red Devil Costume and it comes with the bodice with lace-up front and attached wings…

…and that’s it.

It sells for $20, which for what you get makes sense to be honest.

I just can’t understand why something like this would be even vaguely considered as a costume. The model doesn’t help much either. Too uninspired, too blah-say, too…

Well, in short, if I ever see someone wearing this at one of the parties that I attend… There will be an issue. A huge one.

I can’t see a way to use this as part of a costume for the ugly that it represents really as well. The wings are, truly, one of the most ugly ones that I have ever seen and that’s saying something.

I would give this a negative rating, but I don’t do that. So I’ll give this a zero, shake my head, and walk away mumbling to myself…

And I really hope to find something better next week to wash the memory of this disaster from my thoughts…

That’s not asking much is it?

I honestly don’t think it should be.



Sep 10 2013

Desires 94

It is wrong for one to give pleasure to another? And in that giving, if that is without cost or other need, then isn’t it perfect?


Desires – Beginnings

By BStyles and Tera S

Part Thirty


Tera giggled softly and then said, “It’s nice to know that an Angel can appreciate a being like me…. And that I appreciate them as much…” Her tail looped around his legs and held him close by for Tera. She returned her lips to the head of his cock and so slowly sucked on the tip bringing him closer and closer to the moment of release. But she was not pushing so far to make going over the line necessary for him. She placed her hands on his thighs and then drew them upwards until her hands rested on his waist. Her fingers were warm against his flesh, but only served to hold him steady with the tail.

She swirled her lips and tongue once more around his cock’s head and then pulled free. She looked up at him in pleasure before dropping her right hand to her wet folds as she spoke, “I know that you are ready Martin…. Your body wants this as much as mine does…” She raised her now wet hand to her lips and licked her fingertips slowly clean.

Tera then smiled and then laid herself back on the bed, her legs open to Martin. She played her right hand over her wet folds again and said, “It’s up to you now Martin…. I welcome you to the next moment of my pleasures if you wish them…”

She laid there awaiting his pleasures without a fear in her heart… Without a evil thought in her mind…. Without a need to be anything but what he desired and wished for in that moment…

She tilted her head to the right and smiled awaiting his decision… As always the choice was his to make…


Choice is…




Sep 09 2013

Acceptance – Part I By TeraS

A story came to me and this will be part one, I think it will be three parts, possibly four, but we shall see…

Some citizens of the Realm find themselves in places and situations that they never expected to be in. But the thing is … in spite of such things, they are still of the Realm … and that is something that never changes …




By TeraS


Acceptance is not submission; it is acknowledgement of the facts of a situation, then deciding what you are going to do about it. So, what are you going to do?

Those words echoed through Sheryl’s thoughts for what seemed to be the millionth time since she had first become a succubi, and, considering that the one who had spoken them was Tera, they were very likely to be true. The thing was that, in spite of the advice that she had been given so long ago, she didn’t have the answer to question that her Queen had posed then.

She had begun to wonder if she would ever find the answer, to be honest with herself. Looking into the mirror she saw, sadly, what she was: there were no horns to be seen, no tail either; both were invisible. That in itself was not a good thing, as another one of Tera’s proverbs came to mind …

You never hide your horns or your tail. Be proud of who you are.

Shaking her head slightly, she fiddled with a few stray locks of pinkish hair, pushing them behind one ear … more or less … and taking another look at herself. What looked back at her was pink hair in a pixie cut framing a pair of blue eyes that could sparkle with mischief and desire … once. A full pair of lips, also pink, that could melt souls with desire … once. The pink continued as she shifted the pink latex sheath dress—her slightly over-endowed chest was her proudest feature … once. A short look to her toes, with their pink nails, tucked into a pair of, of course, pink strappy heels.

Another sigh, another look at herself … She missed her pink tail and horns … desperately … so much so that she gritted her teeth and willed them to appear. It was a comfort to her to know that they were still there, with her, even if she couldn’t have them present the way she should …

How did she get into this situation anyway?

It started—as all things do, it seems—with a promise … this one made ten years prior.

She had taken, as a lark, really, a position with an escort agency. It seemed a good deal at the time: she made clients happy, and in return she could savor their energies as she needed to survive. She never hurt them—unless, of course, that was their thing—and with the money she made she did something that a mortal would consider odd: instead of hoarding the money for herself, she happily gave it to the other girls that she worked with.

At least it started that way. Over time, they came to trust her more, share more about themselves, and, in return, Sheryl taught them some of the Knowledge of the Succubi. The escort agency did very well for itself from that point forwards.

It was during that time that she came to meet Joseph. At first he was a client, and Sheryl kept a professional distance from him as was expected. Over time, however, something changed, and even to this day she wasn’t sure exactly when that happened.

At some point he submitted to her … completely. She was no longer Sheryl to him; she was Mistress. He was more than happy to defer to her wishes, to do something, anything, for her. But Sheryl never abused that trust, never took him for granted, never allowed herself to be aloof or something other than what he expected her to be.

That was until one day … things changed. She had been showering, in her true form, tail and all, and he walked in and saw her. She didn’t realize he was there until she turned off the shower and began to step out. Joseph was standing there, holding towels for her. He didn’t seem in a panic as he asked, “What are you, Mistress?”

It was the longest moment in Sheryl’s life. Standing there, the water dripping from her hair, along her curves, goosebumps starting to trace their way over her skin, her first reaction was to reach out with her power, blank his thoughts and wipe them away … but she didn’t. Instead she reached out for a towel and wrapped it around herself, “I am … obviously … not human.”

He smiled, “Obviously.”

Stepping from the shower she stood there in front of him, her tail, her pink tail, swishing from beneath the towel as she continued, “I am one of the Succubi. My name is, truly, Sheryl, and I mean you no harm.”

He placed the other towels on the counter, “Oh, I know you don’t. If you meant to hurt me, belittle me, cause me pain, make me feel like the lowest of lows I wouldn’t have called you ‘Mistress.’”

She nodded slightly, “You honor me with that. I take that honor seriously, Joseph.”

He was leaning against the countertop, looking away from her, “I know. You have from the beginning, Mistress. Few do.”

She bit her lip and then started to walk past him, “I’ll be gone shortly. You need not worry.”

She almost, but not quite, made it from the room when his hand touched her arm, “Are you giving up your honor?”

“I am not what you expected me to be. I lied to you. So I will go.”

“When did you lie to me? Your name wasn’t a lie, it appears. Your caring about me wasn’t a lie. I chose you, Mistress, not the other way around. You do not give up that which you did not ever take.”

The words brought Sheryl up short and she turned to him, “I am not human. I’m not.”

He shrugged, “Doesn’t really matter, does it? You are still Mistress.”

She looked at him, really looked at him. The pink bracelet he wore was her mark upon him. He wasn’t a movie star or something like that, but he was, in his own way, a comfort to her and, she realized, she was one to him. “What does matter to you? Truly?”

He was bold—truly so, and she knew it—when his fingertips touched the nape of her neck, “Is this the real you?”

She nodded.

“So all of the time I have seen you, the only difference is that your … added curves … were hidden from me?”

She couldn’t help but smile and nodded again.

He traced a finger over her lips and looked into her eyes, “Will you stay if I ask you?”

Her tongue darted out and licked against his fingertips as she nodded … again.

“Then please, Mistress, please remain here with me?”

The night that followed was more than either of them could have possibly imagined any night could have ever been before …

… with a promise unspoken, but one that would come to haunt them both …

There was a knock at the door and she shook herself from her memories, making her tail and horns vanish into thin air once more.


A short, well-endowed brunette entered the room, trying not to stumble in the tight hobble dress she wore. She bowed, slightly, “Mistress? He is here. Asking for you.”

Sheryl’s eyes narrowed slightly, she knew exactly who ‘he’ was. He was the cause of the situation she was in, one that she never wanted to be in.

Damn him and damn her too.

Still, she took a calming breath before replying, “Thank you, Celeste. I’ll be right there.”

Celeste nodded and nervously fingered the pink bracelet that she wore which completely clashed with her black dress before she managed, “Thank you, Mistress.”

She left, the door closed again, and Sheryl closed her eyes, gathered her emotions, her thoughts, her wishes. She boxed them into a little space inside of her where he would never find them. Opening her eyes again she wore the practiced smile of welcome and greeting that he would expect, her thoughts, the ones that mattered, held beneath the personality that he expected to find.

She walked from the mirror to the door, but paused there, looking at a small picture frame hanging on the wall by the door. She touched her fingers to her lips and then touched the image there twice.

As she opened the door, she allowed herself the small thought that there was an answer and she was going to find it. She was in her own personal hell because of him and she would find her way out of it.

Succubi were, if nothing else, well versed in finding loopholes … and she would.

Sep 08 2013

A Review of Lightning by Taryn Kincaid

Lightning by Taryn Kincaid

Lightning by Taryn Kincaid

I have a certain view of Succubi and Incubi which is not close to the norm. To me they are more than they seem to be. They have the capacity within themselves to feel love, regret, passion… to be human if not truly human. It is that part of them that makes for me a story.

To discover in themselves and for themselves that what they believed was the truth… isn’t exactly the truth. That perhaps, when they find it, they understand that sometimes the saying is true. That love can, truly, heal all wounds.

And isn’t that really what makes the best stories what they are?


The work tells of:

In mystic Sleepy Hollow, succubus Lily Night put her prom date, Campbell Jones, into a coma after a night of wild, unbridled sex. She has steered clear of mortals ever since, afraid of damaging them or worse, not to mention the inconvenience of knocking out the power every time they have sex.

Successful architect Campbell Jones has lived with strange powers and a sexy secret since that prom night. He’s buried himself in work to forget the woman who’d dumped him at the ER then vanished from his life without a trace.

Neither Lily nor Campbell have forgotten that night or the love they’d shared. Will a 1Night Stand help them bury their past?


Lily is miserable and has been for quite some time. Almost killing your first love, blaming yourself for that, and having to leave not knowing what happened to them does awful things. She holds secrets within herself tightly and cannot bring herself to discover who she really is inside. Campbell is a lost soul in the world. Something happened to him that he cannot explain, or understand. What’s worse is that he cannot forget Lily but cannot find her. Circumstances bring the two of them to a rather exclusive dating service as their high school reunion approaches… and with it, comes something neither of them expected… a one night stand that is more than it seems…

Lily isn’t the only Succubus in this story, she has two sisters, Zena and Dagney. Zena is well over the top and if not quite the stereotypical “all about sex” Succubus, she’s fairly close. I will admit that I couldn’t help but laugh at her antics in Lily’s office at the beginning and she endeared herself to me with them. Dagney I really didn’t get much of a feel for, but there was something about her that seemed, at least to me, make her a bridge between her two sisters. One power that they showed was being invisible while seducing a mortal, which I thought was really well done. But there was something off about that scene and I think it was that Lily talked to her sisters while a mortal was in the room. If her sisters were invisible, then she would seem a little off and that bothered me a touch.

Lily herself was wonderful in many ways… She doesn’t want to be like her sisters, which I loved, she wants something other with her life, which I wanted for her, and she has a personality that just held me through the work. Characters should have a past which they remember always, and Lily does. I also enjoyed that she does not like being called Lilith, her true name, but Lily. That suits her much better in the joys she finds and the pleasures she feels through the story… Calling her Lilith would have wrecked the sensuality of the moments between herself and Campbell and I am glad that didn’t happen.

Campbell was a contradiction at times. There is the passionate lover but within that is the lost soul who cannot understand, cannot find their salve to their wounds. He is both fantasy and reality in the same moment which makes him a lovely foil to Lily herself. He holds onto his past, needing it, wishing for it, and in needing Lily finds that his successes in like are not as important as she is. The more important thing is that, in truth, the same can be said of Lily from the first moment of the story. Connections matter. In this story they are everything…

I know that I will love a story when in the first few pages I have some tears, some laughs and a sense of wonder about what will come next. To be able to connect characters together in that way, to have them be real on the page and in your mind is… special. It doesn’t hurt to have the core of the story to be between two souls that are seeking each other. It doesn’t hurt to have those souls touch again, fall into the old ways they shared again. It isn’t wrong to have those characters entwine themselves in a way that is truly special for them both. It is the way good stories, never mind good erotica, should be written.

When the erotica comes, it isn’t crass. It isn’t over the top. It is sensual, lovely, and delicious. The moments between Lily and Campbell cover all of the emotions that I would expect them to have finding each other again. The internal monologue from each, especially when Lily was blindfolded, made my heart ache and that was something that hasn’t happened in a story for some time.

By the end of the work I was taken by two thoughts… One was that I would have liked perhaps a bit more about Lily’s sisters. They were interesting and while I didn’t completely care for them, I did smile and I would have liked a bit more of their personality to come out. The same was true of Campbell’s brother… which makes me ponder the three of them being together…

The other thought that I had was the one that I always have when I read something I enjoy… It was a bit too short. I felt like there was a passage missing in the middle of the story, a few pieces of information that I would have liked to know if for no other reason than to add some colour to this universe as a whole. I do realize that at the time the author probably wasn’t thinking about the stories to come, and there are which I am quite pleased about. Still, the gaps in knowledge about the world of the Succubi and Incubi here would have been nice to learn a bit more about…

…I expect that will come…

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

I really do love Lily very much… Her sisters perhaps not as such even with how little we saw them. And Campbell was simply delicious and perfect. Everything that I could have possibly hoped for in a Succubi story save one little thing. I really would have have loved to see a hint of horns and tails… But then I am biased aren’t I?

This coming Friday: Thunder and we shall see who happens to come… I can hardly wait…