Mar 23 2017

Succubi Image of the Week 479

There are certain pieces of art which, for me, define a character. There are those works of art which bring to life the words which gave that character a place in one’s thoughts. I have spoken many times about Myserra, who is the creation of the author John Dylena, many times before. Today a piece of art for the Succubi of the Week that I have always adored for how much of her personality appears here…

Myserra by Enijoi

Myserra by Enijoi

This portrait of Myserra is by the artist Enijoi, and you can find the original page on DeviantArt with this art here, and this artist’s page can be found here.

When you read the Succubus’ Sub series, there’s quite a few things about Myserra that appear many times over. Her eyes, the little knowing smile, her one particular clothing choice which is quite perfect for her.

Here in this portrait, the physical aspects of her form are clearly given a wonderful expression, but it is, in fact, her expression, the little smile, the sparkle in her eyes. How she is posed, the mystery and power in her character that makes this work one of my most adored and cherished works of Myserra…

There is another, but that one I am so very biased over… That’s for another time perhaps…



Mar 22 2017

It’s Red, but it isn’t a Hot Costume by any means…

Adult Red Hot Devil CostumeThere are some things one can describe a costume by that there isn’t really anything to question about it. For example, a red costume is, usually, red. However, the use of the word ‘hot’ is very uncertain, at times ill advised, and can be almost comical honestly. What’s more bothersome is when the best thing about such a costume is that it is on clearance. Which means it won’t be around for much longer… I hope.

This is called the Adult Red Hot Devil Costume and… well, it is red, and that’s about all that can be said about this costume, which sells for $13 US.

The horns, pitchfork, necklace and shoes are not included, not that they help this disaster any.

The thing that bothers me the most is that this “costume” is the dress and nothing else. So is it really a “devil costume” or is it just a really poor looking dress with a lousy hem line?

There’s nothing sexy here, and to ask if there is a glimmer of seductiveness would be a waste of time honestly. This just looks awful, does nothing for the model in this image, and based on the rather forced smile she has, I think it isn’t all that comfortable either.

Nothing can be done to improve this, other than somehow burning it for warmth.

Zero pitchforks out of five.

Awful isn’t it?



Mar 21 2017

A Review of Vinyl by Julio Mario Espinosa Jimenez

Vinyl by Julio Mario Espinosa Jimenez

Vinyl by Julio Mario Espinosa Jimenez

It’s difficult to write, more so, it’s difficult to tell a story when one can’t quite put onto the page the story you are trying to tell. That can be over grammar, tone, or the characters themselves. But the hardest thing is trying to tell a story and not really have the words come out right for another reason.

There are many forms to power, evil and need. Some are basic. some are complex, but mixed in are the small things that turn the good to the bad. Not always is there a good ending, and sometimes that ending is shockingly abrupt and dark.

The work tells the story of:

On his birthday Mark is going to receive a gift that is going to change his life forever; an old vinyl with a single song that summons a powerful demon that will turn him into its slave.

Mark comes into possession of an old record that brings a succubus into his life. But things aren’t as he expects, being drawn into her plots and plans both willingly and not so. Inspiration can lead to darkness and the succubus is more than willing to lead Mark into her own.

The story is, at its core, a horror story. There’s really no erotica nor is there really much time spent outside of the horror itself. The core idea, the journey that Mark travels and what he creates, is a really good idea and perhaps in telling that story, along with that of the record, and Teal, the succubus of the work, there could be more here.

The issue is, regrettably, that this is a very difficult work to read for many reasons. One of the major ones is that there’s no quotes around the dialogue, rather the author places a “-” at the beginning of each. As well, there’s some confusion about who’s talking as well. But most of all, it’s the use of the English language here that causes the most difficulty of all.

It seems as if this author isn’t a native English speaker in that the dialogue has words missing from it, the narration is short, disjointed and very hard to follow much of the time. I’d almost call the narration “blunt” in that actions are told in a few short words much of the time. That’s a shame because, as I’ve said, the idea is a really good one, but the language used doesn’t make the story flow, the characters have depth or the plot to move well overall. It feels like there was never really much in the way of editing here, and that’s a real shame.

The succubus of the work, Teal, is evil in many ways, that being wrapped in a lovely package with long nails and teeth that take hold of Mark as the story unfolds. But there’s really little told of her until the very last few pages where some revelations are given, the reasons for what she wanted are finally understood. Like so many of the other characters, including Mark, her dialogue is hard to follow, her character is really two-dimensional and in the end there’s not as much told, or offered, as there could have been.

The author would be well served to have this work edited, to improve the flow of the story, the depth of the characters and most of all, create a clearer and more involved narrative than there is. The core idea is, really, interesting and I liked it quite a lot. But getting through the story, to enjoy it, I really couldn’t manage and that’s the real shame here.

Two out of five pitchforks.

There’s a lot of editing needed to make the story better than it is. The overall idea is really very good, but it’s very difficult to parse the story and understand the dialogue. Overall, the story is just written very oddly, the dialogue is abrupt and doesn’t quite sound right overall. There’s a feeling that this author isn’t a native English speaker and perhaps having someone edit this work that understands the nuances would be a good idea.

I think a couple of editing passes, some expansion of the storytelling, and clearer dialogue would make this a much better read. As things are, there’s just too many issues for the story to really come alive, or the characters to be fully explored.



Mar 21 2017

A Review of Oops An Incubus Got Me Pregnant! by Vanessa E. Silver

Oops An Incubus Got Me Pregnant! by Vanessa E. Silver

Oops An Incubus Got Me Pregnant! by Vanessa E. Silver

There are far too many works that are short, lack direction and are missing a lot of things. Poor dialogue is a problem, a story without purpose isn’t much of a story to be told. But most of all, leaving the characters with no soul, no life means there can be nothing good that comes with the closing of the story.

Sex alone isn’t a story, suggesting there is more is a start, but not paying that off within the pages is a mistake. Focusing on the characters, what makes them tick is the basis on which all else is told. When that’s cast aside, then there are issues.

The work tells the story of:

Claudia is happy that she has moved into her new apartment to mark a fresh start to her life, even despite hearing talk of a ghost already inhabiting her new home. But she is not put off in the slightest, thinking that any mention of the supernatural is absurd.

However, Claudia will soon find her beliefs tested when she comes face to face with the seductive Lord Malcolm Greyjoy the resident incubus who lived over a century and half ago and is now determined to make Claudia his completely.

Claudia tries to at fight against the powerful pull she feels towards Malcolm, but when desire overwhelms them both she finds herself surprisingly very willing to surrender to all of his demands!

Claudia has a new home, but it comes with a past. That past comes to haunt her and when the truth comes out, she finds herself at the tender mercies of an incubus with a single desire.

The work is a hot flash that really isn’t much of one. The heat is muted, the erotica is more porn than it is erotica and even then, it did nothing for me. There isn’t really a connection between Claudia and Malcolm to speak of, and whatever there is, doesn’t get explored very much, if at all. There’s more focus on the connection between Claudia and a friend of hers, both in story and time spent, than with Malcolm.

Malcolm, the incubus of the work, is rather two dimensional, wanting one thing from Claudia and beyond that his character doesn’t develop, become more, or have much that interested me. In a similar vein, Claudia’s backstory is skimmed over and that never should have happened. It leaves a lot of questions behind needing answers to explain what was going on here. But in the rush to get to the erotica, beyond Claudia’s telephone calls, that never happens.

Then there is the problem with the dialogue. It simply sounds wrong in so many ways. It is stilted, odd, and it just doesn’t fit. It’s very much like the characters are reading from a script and doing that badly at times. This takes much away as well, and any intimacy between Claudia and Malcolm gets submerged beneath, not being about to come out.

The ending is, most of all, a disappointment. The work comes to a screeching halt, with no actual meaning to the ending. Malcolm is flat and Claudia’s needs are ignored, the pair’s moment only serving to make the work’s title be true, but otherwise it means next to nothing.

The work needs a serious editing, to being the characters to life, to bring some kind of plot, and to make the ending make more sense than it does. It’s a shame considering that both main characters could be something more than they are, they never get the chance.

One and a half pitchforks out of five.

The dialogue needs work, the story needs that as well. While this is a hot flash, there isn’t heat, there isn’t much of a story either. It’s confused, lost and needing direction and plot. The ending leaves a lot to be desired and most of all the title just screams that the story isn’t erotica, it’s porn. That’s the real shame here, there could be something made of this, but not as this story is.



Mar 20 2017

Wait By TeraS

There wasn’t much time for writing this week once again. As such I worried that the story this week is another one of the very short ones that perhaps don’t always manage to say everything that I want them to. But my heart assures me that, as long as I share what is on my mind, and enjoy doing it, every story is worth the …


By TeraS


Seasons change as time passes: Spring gives way to Summer, then Fall and the snows of Winter. Eventually, the winter snows bring the world to pause, to rest, to a time where life gathers itself in anticipation of Spring’s return.

But, before the Spring can be, all must wait.

For a certain red-tail of the Realm, waiting is a difficult thing to manage. Her mind constructs lists upon lists; thoughts bind themselves to thoughts. By the time the middle of winter has come and gone, Tera has written out several notebooks, using them to fill the time between the moments that were and the moments to be.

But before those moments can be, even a queen must wait.

Those notebooks—with red covers, of course—tell of many things. Some hold fragments of stories to be told, when the time is right, when the moment allows and the words begin to place themselves into the open. In those fragments are worlds unseen by other eyes: places of adventure, places in intrigue, places of romance, places of mystery all waiting their turn to be shared.

But before those tales can be, they must wait.

In other books bound in red, her handwriting—as difficult to read as she thinks it is—tells of the pleasures of seduction, the moments of love she has seen, the entwining of souls, the delights in the moment of wonder found. Every loop and curl, every crossed “t” and dotted “i” carries the potential for amazing arousal and flawless fulfillment.

But before that bliss can be, the moments must wait.

More pages held with red offer glimpses of memories: the love of her mother barely known, then lost, of another mother cherished and missed now more dearly than she can explain. Each recollection connects her to her family, to her tailself, to those absent from the Realm whom she wished would return.

But before the tears and laughter can flow, her emotions must hold and wait.

As she looks out upon the snows for the first few bits of green to begin to show from beneath the white that has been there for so long, there is still another notebook with her. A page is open, her pen resting there.

The moment holds, for both must wait.

She looks at the stack of books, the words written over the deepest time of the year, the words calling out from where they await, anxious for her to see them once more, to take those words, the moments, the tears, the love and laughter, and share them with the world. They would linger as long as required, always silent, but never entirely patient.

How much longer would they have to wait?

The snows will not be there much longer. The Winter has begun, grudgingly, to give in to the Spring. The snows are going away once more, the warmth of the new spring is just around the corner, calling to all. The time of waiting is coming to a close again, offering the beginning of life made anew.

She need not, should not, but she still waits.

A thought comes to her. The page takes her thoughts as they flow from the tip of the pen once more: thoughts of the time spent waiting, the moments waiting, the life waiting. There is a melancholy in her smile, her words upon the page. She pauses in the midst of a thought, her hand stilled.

She finds herself once more, once again, pausing to wait.

Setting the pen down on the table beside her, she closes the notebook, winding a red ribbon around the words written, cradling the precious thing in her hands. This book is done, the words within must wait for their moment as do so many of her words, thoughts, tears, loves, and seductions.

The words whisper that she shouldn’t wait.

The Queen of the Realm looks across the room to see her heart waiting patiently for his Dear One to come to her choice. In his hands he holds a cup of tea, and she suddenly realizes that he’s placed a cup for her by the stack of red notebooks.

She knows that she shouldn’t make him wait.

He, of course, has all the time in the world for her. The indecision is something he knows well: so few have seen her moments of hesitancy, but he knows them well. He has seen her wait for the words to be right, even though she can’t let herself believe they will never be so. Since he never notices time pass when he’s with her, he has no idea how long he spends waiting for the inspiration to come and make the words be what she wants them to be.

But the tea really shouldn’t wait . . . not much longer.

Hesitantly, she offers the book in her hands to her heart. He is always, but always, the first to hold her words, where she believes he sees her flaws, her mistakes, and how awful her words really are—though he has only ever found wondrous stories. And so he accepts her gift in the same way he has always done.

He’s waited for her gift shared, always willing to wait.

The ribbon unwound, the book opened, she now waits for his thoughts about all for which she had made him wait. In this time, in the moments that come, however, there is a truth she knows most of all.

She is willing to wait.

Mar 19 2017

A Review of Milked by the Incubus by Ruby Thurston

Milked by the Incubus by Ruby Thurston

Milked by the Incubus by Ruby Thurston

A few months ago I reviewed the prequel work in a new series called Demon Slave and you can find that review here on the Tale. There was, at least to me, a lot of depressive aspects to the story of the main character Zoe and that tended to make that work a difficult read for me. Today’s review, of the first work in the series, has its darker moments, there’s no question, but at the same time there’s a slight difference in tone that made the work a better read as a whole.

The D/s themes are as strong as before, there’s still a degree of some parts of the work being a little bit over the top, but in spite of this there’s an important difference. The world building, the creation of each character, including Zoe, does a lot to take things beyond the erotica towards something more.

The work tells the story of:

In a world where demons have taken over earth, Zoe Miller sees one way to ensure her safety and future: volunteer to become a sex slave to a demon master. She chooses an incubus to lead her into the dawning age of demon dominance, expecting him to transform her into the perfect busty pet, bursting with cream for him to drink.

But Gadriel is no typical incubus. One mistake—seducing another, more powerful prince’s lover—cost him his crown and most of his powers. Reluctant to accept his new life as a mere lust demon and governor of Northern California, Gadriel takes on a human. He plans to use her only for nourishment purposes and as a reward for his loyal hellhound—a slave for his slave.

With her lofty demonic dreams smashed, Zoe resolves to give her new masters only what they ask for, nothing more. But despite a frustrating start, immersion in her new life might just be a slice of heaven in a world overrun by hell.

Zoe has made her choice and with that comes the end of her old life and the beginning of something new. But there are challenges to face, dreams to hold onto or have shattered. The world changed before, now Zoe will as well. Whether that is her dream or nightmare isn’t up to her, it’s the choice of the being that holds her leash, life and all.

The work follows on immediately from the prequel and wastes no time in drawing Zoe into the world of the demons that have taken over the Earth. There’s quite a bit of story told, setting up what’s on Zoe’s horizon and in that comes quite a bit of information about this universe. At the same time, once Zoe’s choice is made, the work moves directly into a D/s theme with some heat brought from Zoe’s submissive needs and desires.

The most time, overall, is spent in the erotica and being so there’s a certain tone to it that didn’t quite work for me in the same way that the prequel didn’t as well. It’s not abusive as such, though at some points it’s really over the top and that brought me out of the story at times. Being that there is a supernatural tone to the work, that makes sense, but the scenes go a little too far, are a little too over the top. Much of that comes from the incubus of this work Gadriel.

Gadriel is, for the most part, a mystery that is only hinted at, not really delved into deeply. He is an incubus, horns and tail and all, but there’s a wall between who he is and what he shows to Zoe as they meet and their plot develops. As a dominant, he’s pushing the limits at many points, bordering on abuse many times and that too much of the heat out of the erotica for me. Despite that, many of the D/s moments that weren’t totally enwrapped with sex did sound and read well. Gadriel is a harsh and firm dominant, but there’s an aspect within him that appears fleetingly and I really wanted to see more of that rather than the colder front he displays.

In the last few pages of the work, a succubus, Ashtara, appears and she’s just about the most stereotypically written succubus I could imagine. What’s interesting at least is that she’s supposed to be a Duchess of Lust, but she isn’t. That is a story to be told, of course, as she seems to be important to where the series goes, but if she’s simply there as a means to an end with regards to Gadriel and Zoe, that need not be.

Zoe as a character is well developed overall, but the same can’t be said about Gadriel, even less so for Ashtara. The erotica overwhelms the plot many times which makes some of moments when plot and story need to develop seem to be rushed. The D/s theme, at least for me, is a bit too dark and impersonal. While I understand why that is, from my perspective and experience there needs to be more development of that story. The darker tones are still there, holding sway over everything, and while that works, it takes a lot of the moments of joy from Zoe. Perhaps the one thing that’s missing, the joy of being submissive to the right dominant.

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

Overall this is a much better read than the prequel, but there’s still too much focus on the erotic scenes and not enough on building up this universe, fleshing out the characters more and setting up the overall story arc more than it is. Zoe still is finding her way, Gadriel is a cypher beyond his being an incubus and as for Ashtara, she’s far too stereotypical for my tastes as a succubus.

Where the series goes from here could turn really dark, considering how things closed and I hope it doesn’t because that would be the expected thing to do. I expect that Zoe will be in danger, but where that takes her and Gadriel is what interests me. I hope that’s more surprising than just being a D/s fantasy wrapped in the guise of a story about incubi and their pets.

There’s a solid story here and I think that’s where the focus needs to be. The erotica will be there of course, and it should support the story. But erotica for the sake of itself leaves a lot of story languishing in its wake.



Mar 19 2017

A Review of The Demon Made Her Do It series by Charlene Hunt

The Demon Made Her Do It: Her Mother's Boyfriend by Charlene Hunt

The Demon Made Her Do It: Her Mother’s Boyfriend by Charlene Hunt

A series today for review on the Tale which consists of five very short works of erotica that have an incubus at the centre of events that unfold. Being that each work in the series is, once the cover, the end matter and only the story remains, is about ten pages in length that’s a bit disappointing. More so that in each case there’s not a lot of story developed for the sake of the story driving directly into the erotica.

Sex and lust aren’t quite the same thing. There’s a vital thing that comes with neither of them. Being made to find relief without need, or want, isn’t relief. It becomes something more like an endless trap.

The series is:

The series tells the story of:

Lacey Stevens is frustrated by her mom’s over-protectiveness. Even though Lacey’s in college now, her mom is determined to stop her daughter from dating. Which is totally hypocritical of her, given that Lacey’s about to combust from her own thwarted desires.

Luckily for her, the sex demon Stygos is about to make all her darkest dreams come true. Seven feet tall and black as night, Stygos’ muscular four arms and prehensile tail – and other remarkable attributes – provide a gateway to a great ecstasy than most mortals will experience in a lifetime. All of Lacey’s pleasure is now under his control, and by obeying his commands she can finally experience the release she so desperately needs.

Rather than reviewing each work individually, the following review takes the series as a whole:

The series is actually two separate situations with two different women having encounters with two different incubi. This seems to have led to some confusion for the author as their book summaries mix up the main characters’ names from the beginning of the series. Beyond that, there’s really no thread that runs through all of these stories, they are a group of hot flashes in which each main character is, for lack of a better word, made to do things via mind control and sexual need.

That isn’t a poor idea for a plot outline, there’s some heat in that, a story to be told, but in this series once the main character is introduced, the slippery slide into the clutches of the evil incubi is relentless. Better than three quarters of the work is centred on what amounts to a porn movie scene as a whole. There’s no story, there’s no development of the characters. The incubi gloat, the women in the series are used in all kinds of different ways in an attempt to quell their need for sex.

And that is, to be honest, very boring. There needs to be story with erotica to make things interesting, but here that doesn’t really come, even if all of the characters do. There are little snippets of ideas which are interesting and really needed to be explored. For example, the terms of service snippet that appears in the later work is really interesting, but it’s never used in the story themselves. The story about Omat and Stygos isn’t told, they are mostly stereotypical incubi that want to toy with their prey and be amused in their reactions.

As well, the sudden shift from one story to another at the third book left me confused as to why that happened. The story of Meredith and Omat never really goes anywhere, which is a shame because that’s the more interesting of the two threads. The erotica is stereotypical in a lot of ways, the heat is barely present. More story could have helped make me care more about the characters and be more involved in the stories themselves.

The characters are cardboard, the story is thin, the erotica has little heat. As a quick piece of erotica, for some that will work, for me it does not. As well, making this a series rather than a single work doesn’t make things better, honestly I think it causes the series to suffer a lot.

Two and a half out of five pitchforks.

The series is mostly porn movie scenes with a little bit of plot trying to hold it all together. I didn’t really find my way into the series, I didn’t find Lacey interesting or for that matter Stygos either. Meredith isn’t as well, nor is Omat. Hot flashes these works might be, but as things are for story, for plot, for developing the characters, I just didn’t find much of that here.