Mar 08 2010

Storm Clouds XLIII – An ongoing Succubi Story

This is the continuing story of the Succubi called Storm Clouds…

If you want to read previous chapters, please click the link in the Tale header at the top of the page marked Storm Clouds or click here...

Chapter Eleven begins… Tera and Jane have a fight…


Storm Clouds XLIII

Storm Clouds

Chapter 10

By TeraS

Tom leaned against a tree watching as Brent played with his children next to a small fountain with a soaring angel in the center. He was puzzled by what the fountain was supposed to mean, and that showed on his face. After all, who would expect an angel motif in a place that didn’t seem to have a lot of angellooking beings in it?

Camilla came around from behind the fountain, carrying a small box in her hands. When she came close to Tom, she asked if he had eaten anything. When he didn’t answer, she simply put a wrapped sandwich in his hands and, with a nod of her head, directed him to have a seat at a picnic table nearby.

After getting settled, Tom watched as she began to pick at a salad. As he unwrapped the sandwich, he asked, “Something bothering you?”

She paused and then began, “What bothers me, Thomas, is that I have lost a Sister. I suffer for that. But that’s nothing compared to Brent and his children.”

Tom picked out a slice of tomato, “How bad is it for Brent?”

She poked the fork into the salad with some force, “If he didn’t have the children, I am sure that he would be no more.”

Tom considered that as he took a bite, “He’s still here. So are the kids. And you. He doesn’t strike me as the type to put a bullet to his head and end it all. Sorry, Camilla, I’m not going to dwell on that.”

“Heartless, aren’t you Thomas? Or is that just a means to protect yourself?”

Tom reached into a pocket of his jacket and tossed a small notebook onto the table between them: “Haven’t the time to dwell right now Camilla. Brent gave me a list of people that had something against him. I can look into the ones who are people. You game to grill the ones who aren’t?”

She turned the notebook around and opened the cover. After a moment she whistled: “I would not have guessed at any of these.”

Tom wiped his lips with a napkin, “How bad are the names you recognize? The ones I do are lousy, but I can take most of them from the list. I’m looking for a killer, and most of them are playboys, playtoys and thrill seekers. They don’t qualify.”

Another bite. “Three of them I’ll have to grill.”

She considered him, “At least your list is a short one. From this side I can see ten times that many creatures and things who would have loved to be the one to have done this…”

Tom shook his head, “Not love, Camilla. Need.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Tom explained, “Some people would love to get an advantage over someone else. That’s a wish, a hope and nothing more. Then there are those that need to get that revenge or whatever else they see it as. They have the power to do so, and more so, they wouldn’t be stopped by anything to get it. That’s need.”

She started back at the beginning of the list again, her fingers tracing down the names. Then she said, “Two that we can get to; one that I would not touch with a ten foot pole and an army of hellhounds behind me.”

Arching an eyebrow, he asked, “That bad?”

She shrugged, “Worse. We’ll need help to see that one.”

Tom considered his sandwich, “You know something? I am more inclined to believe that whoever did this is on your turf rather than mine.”

Raising her fork, she explained, “It can be that someone, as you say, on our turf started this, but you don’t understand how things work in your world. You see, Thomas, while some creatures like us can exist there and interact with your people, there are so many more that need an anchor, something or someone to believe in them and give them purchase in your world. Without that they can’t do anything physical.”

Confused, Tom just nodded for her to continue.

“Magic is thin in your world now. Creatures that once thrived in your world now can’t exist there. Oh they can look in, try to whisper thoughts and ideas into people’s minds and see what happens, but, without someone who believes, like a wizard, mage, or witch… they can’t actually do anything there.”

“Then how do you all manage to be there?”

She smiled, “Sex is a powerful thing. Love more so. If you are intimately connected with both of those, then crossing over isn’t a hard thing to do.”

He nodded slowly, “Base desires and overwhelming needs are the gateway to the soul or something?”

“Or something.”

They were quiet for a time until Tom said, “I need to get back, get on and see those names. Can you check your list and … ?

She shook her head, “No. You are stuck with me for the moment, Thomas. You can do your investigating there and then we’ll both see what happens.”

He frowned, “Are you telling me that I am going to have to go with you to see what you are afraid of seeing?”

“Afraid doesn’t mean I will not go there. But here’s the thing: you are a detective. You know how to ask questions and, moreover, you see more than I do. I think that you asking the questions of them will get us further than I can alone. Besides which, you have one power over them that I don’t.”

Tom looked shocked: “Power? I got nothing.”

Camilla gave a small shake of her head, “You have free will. You have the ability to choose. Most of the creatures we will have to see do not have that luxury. They are connected to other beings in ways that make them what they are. You however you don’t have that flaw.”

He sighed, “No. I have the flaw that makes me always do the right thing.”

She munched on her salad, “That’s not a flaw. It’s a gift.”

A small smile, “Some gift.”

She just prodded her salad, “Better than most. Count your blessings Thomas.”

Tom chewed on that, and on his sandwich before asking, “Tell me something. Why is it that you always speak to me so formally? It’s always Thomas, not Tom. Come to think of it, I haven’t heard any of you use nicknames or shortened names, for that matter.”

“Manners count, Thomas.”

He gave her a look, “Well I can understand that, Mom always said that having a civil tongue was timportant, but…”

She shook her head, “No buts about it. You can get further with a kind word than with a foul one.”

Tom’s smile was just this side of wicked, “You can get further still with a kind word and a two-by-four.”

“Oh so you have met Tera before, then?”


A similar smile appeared, “You sound a lot like her when she’s in a mood, you know.”

Tom stuck the last of the sandwich in his mouth and mumbled, “Probably why she liked me.”

Taking the list back from Camilla, Tom reviewed it again trying to decide who he would try to see first. Running his finger down the list he tapped one name, “Okay. I think I want to start to get on the bad side of the big names in the city.”

Camilla put her fork down and opened her purse. Taking out a small business card, she handed it to him, “Take this. Some places, your badge won’t get you far. This will open those doors for you.”

Tom considered the card. It wasn’t made of paper. It was a solid piece of silver made into a business card. Written on it was a short line of gold text: He’s doing me a favour. And then a single handwritten letter “T”.

“You can’t be serious.”

Camilla finished the last of her salad with the reply, “Try it. But only as a last resort, okay?”

Deciding that this wasn’t a card to be thrust into a pocket to be crushed, he took out the billfold that held his badge and placed the card into the pocket on the other side of it. Snapping it shut, he replied, “Well, it might as well be next to that piece of tin, to keep it company.”

Camilla picked up what was left of the meal they had shared and tossed it into a bin nearby. Motioning to Tom, she led him to Brent and the children where she said her goodbyes to them. She spoke with Brent quietly for a moment before turning to the kids and giving them a long loving hug.

Tom knelt down to look into the kids eyes and said, “Look after your Dad, okay, kids?” The answer was just a shy nod from them both before they ran over to their father and hid behind him. Tom stood up and offered his hand to Brent, “Do her proud right?”

Brent shook the offered hand with a firm grip, “I will. Watch your back out there, Thomas. Not all things are exactly what they seem.”

Releasing his grip, Tom said, “Rarely is. But sometimes you see exactly what is there, Brent.”

He then turned away and walked to Camilla: “Let’s go. Time’s a-wastin.”

It was a short walk until they were out of sight of Brent and the children. Then Camilla’s horns and tail reappeared as she drew a pattern in the air. Moments later and a portal appeared.

“I don’t think I will ever get used to that.”

She laughed, “Be happy you don’t have to deal with a Tail.”

“Seriously: what exactly does that mean?”

Camilla just smiled as they passed through the portal and it closed after them, leaving a small whirlwind of dust in their wake.

Storm Clouds

Chapter 11

By TeraS

Tom and Camilla returned to the place where their journey had begun earlier that day. For a moment they talked about where they were off to next before walking from the backyard, through the ground level and out the front doors of the brownstone building.

As they passed through the front yard, high up on the third floor of the building, Tera could be seen sitting on a balcony there. She stood there in the same dress she had worn for the ceremony that morning, concerned with what was going on and why someone would threaten her own.

As she sipped at the cup of tea in her hand, a voice broke her thoughts, “Why are we doing nothing?”

Placing the cup on the railing of the balcony she answered, “We are doing something. Come here Daughter… It is not seemly to hide in the shadows and seethe in anger…”

A snort of derision was the answer before Jane came into view. She walked past Tera and stared off into the city around them. Crossing her arms over her chest she began to rant, “You place your trust in a human. Someone that has no idea of what he faces. You ask of one of your own to look after that human and moreover, you tell her to submit to his will. How can you do this?”

“I can…”

“That is not an answer.”

“Of course it is Daughter. It is the very first lesson I learned so long ago. I can believe in others. I can trust in others. That is the first lesson is knowing yourself and what you can do.”

Jane gripped the railing with her hands, the anger within her so very clear as she twisted her hands against the cold steel of it. Looking over towards Tera she asked, “I don’t believe that Brent told us the truth.”

“I know he has.”

“You have trust Tera. I do not. I buried my twin today. I have lost a part of myself that… That I should have known was in danger and helped her… I didn’t.”

“You could not Daughter… You were not in a place to help her. No one was. She was targeted by someone or something that wants something from us.”

That made Jane pause for a moment, her thoughts putting what Tera had said together with the story she had read in the newspaper that morning. Looking to the grass below she whispered, “I read a story in the newspaper today. It mentioned the place that Brent had been. It said that a man had been seen leaving the place before the fire started.”

Tera brushed a finger over her lips before answering, “That would mean someone else was there obviously. Then the question to be asked is, what where they there for and what, if anything, do they have to do with what happened there.”

Another whisper from Jane, “Or Brent is lying about what happened.”

The silence that followed those words extended for a time and then, to Jane’s surprise, she felt a hand take hold of her right wrist and begin to pull her within the building, the tea cup on the ledge tumbling into space as she was forced within the walls and out of sight of the world around them.

When she turned around to look at Tera, she saw her standing there with her red horns and tail visible to her. Her tail pointed at her as harsh words passed through the air between them, “If you see an error in my ways Daughter. Say so. If you feel that I am wrong, prove it.. If you have a better idea, show me. If all you have is opinon and anger, you do me and your Sister not a single thing of good.”

Tera closed the distance between them, pressing Jane against the wall behind her in fear of her Queen’s wrath. She closed her eyes waiting for the strike of a hand against her cheek and the words of displeasure she knew were to come.

But instead, she felt a brush of fingertips against that cheek and then, for a moment, all she could do was listen to Tera’s words as her body refused to move under that touch…

“How do you think I feel Jane? How do you think I feel when one of you is harmed? How much more do I suffer when one of you dies? How much worse is it when that is for no good reason? You talk of the pain you have for Patricia’s passing in your heart. As her mother, do you not think I share that?”

She felt Tera’s fingers stroke against her skin and then, unbidden, tears began to fall across that cheek, wetting the fingers that remained there. Jane managed a sob, “I….”

The answer was a soft hush and the words, “Do not let the need for revenge or the hate that comes with it cloud your judgement…”

Jane whimpered the truth, “I can’t Tera… i just can’t…”

She felt a tail wrap around her legs and then she was in Tera’s embrace, the tears coming without end…

And Tera just telling her to let it all out…

Mar 07 2010

I wish I didn’t see this movie…

I really do… Actually I want to get my hour back of my life that I lost while watching this, but I’ll get back to that a little later on…

The movie that I am going to review today is called See Dick Run. It was released in 2009 and is a comedy starring Kel Mitchell.

Kel plays the role of Richard Jones, a fast talking guy that has pulled his game of telling lies to get his way with lots of women in his past.

But after meeting one really sexy girl, he discovers that something is missing from his life… His “dick”.

Eventually, he sees a Voodoo Priestess that tells him that someone in his past placed a curse on him and he has only until midnight that day to apologize for his past actions in order to set things right, and reverse the hex on him. But the question for him is, which of the literally dozens of women that have a grude against him did this and why?

The following is a trailer on YouTube for the movie:

And in case the embedding doesn’t work:

If you pay attention to the trailer, you will notice two scenes in this movie. One has the point in it where the shot turns green and Richard gets assaulted by his hot date. The other scene is where the Voodoo Priestess reveals that he was attacked by a Succubus summoned to be used against him. This next video is the first scene as played out in the movie that shows the Succubus that steals his manhood…

Again, in case the embedding doesn’t work:

A couple of things that I like and dislike about the Succubus in this film, I’m not going to really review the rest of this movie, you can get that in a lot of other places and really that isn’t the focus of my site anyway… I didn’t really like all the humor in it, and I found myself fast-forwarding through a lot of it. ((The repeated scenes of seeing that something was missing did so on a lil long)). There are only a few places that we see the Succubus, and so that’s what I am going to concentrate on.

The Succubus is played by Heidi Marie Wanser, the image to the left is her in the movie at one point in the first scene she appears.

She’s really very beautiful, and this screenshot doesn’t do her justice to be honest. You can find out more about her at the IMDb here.

She makes for a deliciously sexy, seductive and evil succubus when she first appears. I like the way she moves and taunts her prey in the movie as well… The striptease she performs is wonderful and I love the boots she’s wearing as part of her outfit. I just wish that they had done more with her in the movie because, really, I think her character is wasted for the most part in the movie after the first scene she appears in.

But then, that scene has some real issues for Succubus lovers… After she gets close to Richard then the scene moves towards all green lighting and it goes downhill from there for me.

That scene, as shown above in the second YouTube link, just isn’t as sexy as it could have been. i know that this is a comedy and was rated for general audiences, but when the scene consists of Richard getting thrown around by a screaming woman…


That isn’t close to being Succubus-like to me.

Ignoring the green scene, and just looking at the rest of her appearances, I give the Succubus in this movie 3 pitchforks out of 5. But as a whole, that drops to 2.5 out of 5 looking at the actual Succubus attack they show.

I don’t like all comedies, didn’t like this one a lot, but honestly…

She could have been amazing…

Little note… The writer Dwayne Smith left a comment here about this post and I want to thank him again for taking the time to visit and give his opinion here…


Thank you again!


Mar 06 2010

Morrigan Drawing Touch-up YouTube…

I like finding Succubus art on YouTube, and I came across something of a touch-up video this week there…

And in case the embedding doesn’t work:

This is of course the Succubus Morrigan Aensland from Darkstalkers… She is popular isn’t she?


As much as I like the process shown here, I think that perhaps it would have been nice for the artist to show a lil of the final work, unless of course they are stopping at the line art of Morrigan and not coloring that further…

Which to me seems a bit of a shame really as I think that his work would look lovely all colored and with some sort of a scene in the background…

I can hope that more appears soon…


Mar 05 2010

Where exactly is the Lost Girl Succubus?

Well over a year ago, I posted here on the Tale about a Canadian television show that was under production for the 2010 season…

That show is called Lost Girl, and you can find an entry in the SuccuWiki here.

Now according to the releases on this show, it was supposed to premiere this past February.

Well it didn’t.

What bothers me more is that there are no news items on it, no official releases, nothing to indicate if the show is still under production or if they have decided to drop the series…

As well, if you check the IMDb database on this show, which you can here, the lead actress is no longer listed as being involved with it!

Anna Silk was listed as playing the lead character Bo for the pilot, which you can see here, but now all that are listed on the series page is:

Ksenia Solo…Kenzi
Kristen Holden-Ried…Dyson
Sarah Allen…Lauren
Zoie Palmer…Lauren (2010) (uncredited)

So then, does that mean that Anna Silk isn’t involved any longer?

What’s really odd is that Showcase, the television channel that was to show this series, has not a piece of information on the series other than their blog announcing that the pilot had wrapped production and that a series was ordered.

And then all goes quiet, which to me at least, is an indication that something happened to the series somewhere or something changed to put this to the side…

So, if there is anyone that has a clue, I’d like to know what is happening with the series…

Waiting and not knowing a thing really is a pain…


Mar 04 2010

Succubi Image of the Week 115

For the next few weeks, I am going to share the artwork of one particular artist from Deviantart that has created a series of Succubi images using some of the most well known names in Succubi mythology…

The artist is known as Genzoman and this image is called Agrat Bat Mahlat…

Genzoman’s Deviantart site can be found here.

And you can find the original page with this work here on Deviantart as well.

The myth of Agrat Bat Mahlat is that she is, according to Zoharistic Qabalah, one of the four angels of prostitution, who mates with Samael.

She is described as being a Succubus and her fellow succubi are Lilith, Naamah, and Eisheth Zenunim, all of whom when looking at their myths, seem to reflect the different powers of Succubi…

Over the course of the next four weeks, I will be sharing Genzoman’s images of those other Succubi so that perhaps some comparisons can be made from them as a group…

In myth, Agrat is seen as the mistress of illusion or, more properly, deception which is one of the powers of a Succubus according to their mythos. So in a way, she is the embodiment of that part of their powers really…

I love this particular drawing for several reasons, most of all that she seems to be approaching someone with bemusement over them being in her realm, or power, and what she might do with them…

Just lovely, sexy, and beautiful!

Next week…



Mar 03 2010

Domino Masks and Succubi do mix…

Domino Masks and Succubi do mix… Well occasionally they do, but that depends on the mask really…

For those that do not know, Domino masks are usually see at masquerade balls when you want to disguise who you are…

Thing is, some Domino masks don’t really do that to be honest…

This particular style I have some issues with and I’ll have to explain that a little bit…

Most Domino masks cover quite a lot of your face when you are wearing one. I have seen some masks where they leave only your cheeks visible while the rest is covered by the mask or feathers and other things attached to them.

Now, while I understand that this mask isn’t exactly made with the same amount of “mystery”, I think that decision also makes for an odd looking mask.

That concern comes from the openings in the bottom part of the mask, which I think shouldn’t be there. Somehow I think that it would have been better to remove those lower parts and leave this looking more like a pair of glasses with horns on them.

It’s a good start, but I just think that it’s missing a certain amount of Succubiness in it…

There has to be a story in there somewhere to ponder…


Mar 02 2010

Temptations L (50)

The Queen of the Succubi sees temptations… Does she respond?


Temptations L

By TeraS and Legion

Tera did not react as he ranted and moved around her. That was the thing about people that dealt with her. They never seemed to understand that she would never be angry… Never be upset…. Never be unruly… For that was never her way….

She did her best in other ways…

But if they expected anger…. So be it then…

She smiled slightly and said, “Legion is it? How quaint… Have all of your campaigns driven you to me then? Should I feel honored that you have brought yourself to me in this way?” Her tail stopped swishing and peeked over her left shoulder as she purred, “As for having to meet me…. Are you sure that you are? Reality and the mind are so easily swayed you know…”

She tilted her head to the left to rest it upon her hand and continued, “Let’s see…. You did things to my kind that I’m not sure that you can be forgiven for… You have tried to impinge on my honour by suggesting that I do not care about my kind…. You have acted as one that thinks that I am to be toyed with…. You expect me to quake in surprise at your efforts… You believe that in some some way I will come to trust you and perhaps accept you in some way….”

She chuckled a bit, “Lots of things against you my dear Legion… The hole you dig is deeper and deeper with each passing moment…. If you know me… You’ll know the right answers…. If not then you will find that the game you seek is not the one you desire…”

Then she waved her left hand a little, “As for the words of my kind…. My dear Legion… They would never speak of me in that way… But then you never thought to ask them for my truth… And so from the beginning you are in the trap that you have set for yourself…”

Legion didn’t spend the last few thousand years making deals not to know a bluff when he heard it.  He would be the biggest kind of fool to enter Tera’s place without knowing everything there was to know of her.

But if she wanted to underestimate him, so much the better.  This was going to be a very interesting game, two manipulators, masters of the deal, clashing.. to what end?

That was going to be a pleasure to find out.

“Oh Queen, you wound me.  You cut me to the quick,” he says lightly.

“It is I who am honored to be in the mear shadow of you oh legendary Queen.  Though I doubt you would treat a guest so rudely as to send only a phantom, even a phantom of you would be enjoyable.”

He can see in her eyes she is playing the game, just as he is.  But this is a different game for both of them.  Standard wares and tricks will only waste time and not amount to anything.  This will be a test of stepping outside the norms.

That is why he spent so long planning this little venture after all.

“I have not come here to ask for forgiveness for any affront oh Queen.  I feel they are very happy.  If granting them their desire is wrong then we are both guilty as sin.  And if I impinged your honor I deeply apologize.”

He bows slightly, never taking his eye from her’s.

“And I expect nothing at all, save the pleasure of your company.  As for trust… well, let us be honest, you trust me as much as I do you, which is to say not at all.”

He smiles very slightly, “But then how many who have walked through that door have trusted you from the moment they saw you? Oh eventually they do, but not at once.”

He wanted to laugh at what she had said about her kind.  She had been in charge so long it never occurred to her what would happen if someone else took charge of one of her kind.  It was a common mistake dealers made and one he was very careful not to make himself.

“But you would be AMAZED what your kind says when the barriers are down,”  he looks over another book shelf.

“So many…” he mutters softly before continuing, “I mean, have not some of the folks in your tender deals changed tunes once they have been given what they desire?  Are Succumbi THAT different from others?  Honestly, no.  You might want to taste one of your own in the same way you taste everyone else… might be a new experience for you.”

He turns back to her, “So, since I am sure you ask, because you ALWAYS ask, ‘What do I desire?’  I will answer:  How about a nice cup of something warm and soothing and a pleasant chat between like minded folks… meaning you and me.”

Tera listened to Legion’s words with some bemusement, the tip of her tail just moving ever so slightly as he spoke his thoughts and opinions to her. She thought to herself, “The problem my dear is that you can’t win by taking charge of a being…. You can control…. You can alter…. But to think you have the being utterly? No no no…. That isn’t the way it works…..

Her voice was calm but there was an undertone of honey in it as she said, “The words spoken by those with no choice are never the words that should be said…. Just what the other might think you want to hear…”

She moved her arms behind her, lacing her fingers together and rocking slightly on her heels as she added, “And oh yes my dear Legion…. We are soooo different from what you think…. You have no idea just how different we are… Because we can be…

She tilted her head to the right and then chuckled a little bit, “You desire a cup of something warm? Alright…” The smile played at her lips, “Coffee.. Tea… Or me? Oh but wait! We both know the answer to that question don’t we?”

Tera walked away from Legion then, her heels clicking on the hard surface beneath her as she moved into the darkness behind her throne. She called behind her, “You can wait here if you wish Legion…. Or you can follow…. The choice is yours…. But if you want a chat…. If you want to speak and that is all… Then I’ll be somewhere else than here….”

Just before she completely faded into the blackness she looked over her shoulder and purred, “After all… You cannot have a chat without a couch and a fireplace can you? And I certainly will not remain as I am, for you have no need to see this aspect of me it seems….”

Then she disappeared, soft laughter marking her passage as she did…


Laughing or something else?

More next week….