Jan 20 2016

Vinyl isn’t enough for a costume really

Vinyl Flame Top CorsetSometimes the costume ideas that I find are simply beyond tacky. It becomes very clear at first glance and as such it isn’t all that much a surprise when the costume in question “magically” disappears from the scene. Really, in this case, it was the best thing that could have happened.

This is from Leg Avenue and it is a three piece Vinyl Flame Costume. which comes with the corset, gloves and a G-string. I have no idea what it sold for originally, but I found it on eBay for $30 US.

Obviously this doesn’t come with horns or a tail… or any kind of fashion sense whatsoever. As I think about all of the costumes that I have looked at over the years, this actually might be the worst. I’m not sure of that of course, but I cringed when I first saw this disaster and as such, that’s not a very good sign in the first place.

When I look at the “flames” somehow I see the hands of someone standing behind the model and groping her. As for the gloves, those look to be almost like some kind of fighting armour or something and I shudder to think what kind of damage they could cause in a “compromising” situation.

It just looks very cheap, very tacky, uncomfortable and even if this is, as it is described, an adult costume, there is better. In fact I could easily take a pair of my horns and put them with almost anything in my closet, including a fuzzy oversized sweater, and look sexier than this.

Sadly another zero out of five pitchforks.

Even that might be generous…



Jan 19 2016

A Review of Hell and Back by Anthony Quill

Hell and Back by Anthony Quill

Hell and Back by Anthony Quill

There are some story themes which I find to be the most interesting. One of these comes to how an author tells of someone being transformed into a succubus. The more unique that is, the more I adore things because, as I have said many times, I do not like stereotypical themes and characters.

To see an author make mention that Succubi have a soul, and more importantly for me, that they aren’t quite what most expect them to be is for me wonderful. Telling the story of how that all comes… or rather cums… together can be enthralling.

  • Title: Hell and Back
  • Author: Anthony Quill
  • Length: 33 Pages
  • IBSN: 9781311916525
  • Publishing Date: December 15, 2014
  • This work at Smashwords.com – No Longer Available

The story tells of:

A modern day, bisexual magician in London. After Blaze had been missing for nearly two months, his former lover – a werewolf by the name of Sal – comes looking for him for help, despite being furious with Blaze. But Blaze wants his lover back…

Blaze is a magician. That in itself wouldn’t be too strange save that magic is real, he knows much of it and along with that comes the supernatural world that hides in the shadows. A werewolf for a lover, a woman possessed by a Succubus. Things are never boring in Blaze’s life.

The work was billed as the beginning of a series and it did continue onwards for a total of four works. Based on this one alone, I never managed to read the rest of the series, it is smart, funny, the characters are amazing and most of all… There is a Succubus who I found to be the most amazingly fun thing by far.

Shelley finds herself pulled out of her body and a Succubus takes her place. Blaze goes about finding Shelley in Hell, brings her back and then has the most interesting way to make both the Succubus and Shelley happy. He’ll just merge their souls together into one body. The overall story of finding Shelley’s soul isn’t told, save in passing and that was a bit of a shame. I think that would have been interesting to read. What was told was Shelley sharing Blaze’s body, she coming, and cumming, along for the right as he has fun with the Succubus.

It’s an amazingly hot scene, I especially liked that the Succubus was described as looking human, save for her wings and tail, and afterwards the reactions of the Succubus and Shelley, what changes occur and the last little comments by Blaze and Shelley made me laugh out loud.

But most of all, this was really the most amazing piece of writing in a work that was fun, had so much promise and delivered on every bit of that from the first word. All of the characters, Blaze, Shelley and Sal are just wonderful and so full of expression and life that it was a joy to read their thoughts, words and actions in the story.

The work has two very hot flashes within it, one with Shelley/The Succubus and Blaze, the other with Sal. They are, in their own ways, well done, the latter being a bit more harshly BDSM than I really like as a whole. Nonetheless, there is lovely heat, the scenes make sense and I really enjoyed them both dearly.

The one part of the story that did give me a bit of pause was how Blaze kept referring to normal people as “Norm” and “Norma” which got a bit old after a time. It turned into a sort of running gag, one that I just didn’t feel matched up with the rest of the work and how Blaze spoke otherwise in the story.

Simply a wonderful read, characters that I cared about and wanted to know more about. Hot in the right way, smart as well. A work that I will remember for quite some time as it is, in many ways, unforgettable in its tone, story, and more.

I’ll give this work four out of five pitchforks.

Sadly, this work is no longer available. More so as the author made note that Shelley would be returning in the future in this series. I never managed to find that series, to see what happened to her. I really wanted to see Shelley being a succubus, being something more than she was before.

Perhaps someday this series will return and I’ll be able to know the rest of the story…



Jan 18 2016

Someone There By JHB

The words “My Heart” are not simply two words. They cannot express how, so often, my Heart knows, he sees, he understands. It is something I’ve never been able to express well enough. To give some kind of meaning to his words, how they are, more times than I can count, the right thing said in the right way.

This is one of the moments when his words tell a story that means something more…


Someone There


Cassiopeia, friend of Tera’s since childhood, tended to be fun-loving, flirtatious, and very much in-and-of-the moment. She was bright, vivacious, sparkling, and there was no doubt that her favorite part of being a succubi was the ongoing exploration of carnal pleasures. She liked tantalizing, seducing, and enthralling various men, women, and other beings she met. She tingled at their moans, gasps, flushed skin, and every moment of growing arousal. Her pulse quickened and her nipples swelled and stiffened when she was caressed in the right places. And, when she was properly aroused, walls shook, lights flickered for miles around, and the whole Realm shook with her ecstatic cries.

Nobody ever accused Cassie of being subtle.

One of the things that the Succubi Queen always marveled about was her chum’s ability to spread effortless joy wherever she went. She was the first one in their succu-scout troop to earn her group flirt merit badge. At the end of her junior year, the pattern of the ovals on her SAT answer sheet caused the scoring computer to have hot flashes for a week and give everyone in her class a 1600 . . . except Tera somehow managed a 1750. In her first field assignment, she simultaneously converted four Olympic gymnastics teams at the Montreal games. And, when she left the Paris opera house one night while humming a tune from “Rigoletto,” the entire city was engaged in an orgy within the hour.

Yes, Cassie was a bit of a party girl.

The greatest gift of Her Majesty’s BFF seemed to be her ability to get those around her to loosen up and be playful, even at the most somber occasions. Tera’s Eternal, Keith, had lost count of the times and places where the nearly-irresistible silver-tail had surprised him in all her naked glory.

At one year’s annual address to the first families of the Realm, the Queen found that someone had, somehow, secreted a tail massager into her royal robes. As she struggled to maintain a sense of decorum, she could see her friend, delighted, barely containing giggles. Decorum was abandoned afterward, as was their formal attire, as Tera exacted some lustful revenge that included dozens of the other attendees by the time it was done the following Thursday.

And then there was the day when Cassie left a surprise in Lil’s yarn skeins. By the time the two were finished with each other, three construction crews were needed to restore the cracked plaster and plumbing, not to mention setting the knitter’s cottage back on its foundation . . . and, for whatever reason, the silver-tail could not remember large bits of her encounter with the older succubi, whose stamina was impressive, to say the least.

There was not a single resident of any Realm whom Cassiopeia didn’t see as an object for fun and games . . . save one: Miss Browning, who had been hired by her parents to tutor the young succubi in literature. Browning, whom Cassie came to call “Elizabeth,” also taught the budding adult about romance, about the deepest motivations of human and succubish hearts, and about the simple joys of quieter amorous encounters. The silver tail was, in many ways, ushered into adulthood by her tutor, and, with her, was always quiet, contemplative, and attentive.

But, while succubi live for eons, Elizabeth wasn’t from the Realm. One day Cassie received a most distressing note, and bampfed away without even a word to Tera, who was expecting her best friend for lunch. For days, she kept somber vigil in a human hospital, her horns and tail hidden away, her normally sparkling, curly mane tucked into a tight bun, and her clothing conservatively cut in muted pastels. She was even about five inches shorter than usual, the result of wearing simple, flat shoes—nobody who knew her would even believe that she knew shoes came without spiked heels.

In the room, visiting with her mentor, she would smile, read favorite poetry, smuggle in special foods, and help her be as clean and comfortable as possible. Outside of the room—in the moments when she was shooed out by nurses, aides, doctors, and phlebotomists trying to give her care—the succubi sat in corners, crying, feeling utterly bereft. Her best friend had a little human plaything who believed in spiritual things, as humans were wont to do, and Cassie was convinced that Tera’s fondness for the odd fellow had caused her to feign the human habit called “prayer.” But Succubi were more evolved creatures, and she knew better.

Still, in the middle of one night, a couple of weeks in, Cassiopeia found herself alone in a dark hospital waiting room, allowing her silver succubi attributes to become visible as her tail lashed out with her temper. “Gods! What ridiculous claptrap!” the seductress fumed. “If there was some sort of a divine being that was in any small way benevolent, how could she—or probably HE, since males are only good for one thing, and it isn’t running the universe—allow someone as lovely, as sweet, as wise, as precious as Elizabeth waste away like this? What sort of an ass of a deity would you have to be? How in the Realm are you looking out for either of us? Why would anybody believe you answer any prayers?”

“Because she has been answering mine, looking out for you.” Cassie heard the soft, warm, familiar voice behind her as she felt a tail she knew as well as her own twine around hers. She saw a bit of red as she turned to see a familiar smile, a cascade of raven curls, a red sweater, jeans, and ankle boots. Before another word could be said, arms that the silver-tail had known all her life pulled her into a close embrace. For many minutes, there was silence, more than a few tears, and finally just a few soft kisses.

Finally, the red-tail whispered, “It is so interesting, you in flats, shorter than me for once.”

“How did you find me here?”

“I have known, all along. You don’t think I would really leave you truly by yourself, do you? I felt in my heart where you were, and it didn’t take long to find out what was going on.”

“But you’re only here now . . .”

“You needed your space, sweetie. I could feel your presence, as I can with all my sisters and daughters, but I didn’t come until I felt like you really needed me.”

“But, I still don’t understand how . . .”

“I truly do believe there is a Goddess. I know you don’t trust the idea of divinity, but I have come to trust that there are powers greater than us, who look out for us. For me, ‘Goddess’ feels like the right word. Others are different.”

“Then why aren’t prayers being answered? Not just mine, but most of the people in this horrible place.”

Tera kissed Cassie’s tears: “Just what would answered prayers be like? Do you really believe that everybody here would be better off kept alive, in such pain? No matter what we do, no matter what we want, the beings of this realm are not as long-lived or resilient as we. Sometimes it is an answer to prayer to give them a peaceful transition.”

“A transition to nothing? To death?”

“A transition, some believe, to another stage of life. I am sure I have felt the life of my Mother and Father with me. I’d like to believe it is possible. And I know that I feel Goddess giving me peace about things . . . and I think she has been looking out for you.”

There was a small but genuine smile: “You really think so?”

“I do . . . At the very least, there are always . . . possibilities.”

“Well, Elizabeth actually seemed a bit stronger tonight.”

“Then there might just be a chance. There might well be some good days ahead. I suggest that you be thankful for every one of them.”

“I suppose you are right. That might be good advice for any of us, every day.”

There were no words in the response, only a small smile and a deep, tender kiss. Then Cassie was alone again . . . but remembering that she was never alone. “So, Tera says you’re there. I’m not sure I believe, but I trust my friend. So I hope you’ll have my back.”

Elizabeth did have some good days left, many of them at home. She continued to move closer to death . . . and Cassiopeia, who had learned so much from this teacher, learned about this, and walked with her friend every step of the way, cherishing every good day, but never running from the not-so-good.

And, along the way, Cassiopeia had many conversations, perhaps one-sided, with somebody she could never see. She also had a morning when a vibrator was inside her panties, but she suspected that was a certain red-tailed monarch rather than a divine presence.

Even so, even though she was never sure, Cassie had the strongest feeling at quieter, more solemn, more frightening times that she could be at peace. Somehow, somewhere, she was sure of someone there.

Jan 17 2016

A Review of Soul Mates by Carl East

Soul Mates by Carl East

Soul Mates by Carl East

The idea of a Succubus and an Angel meeting, becoming close and then something more has always appealed to me for my own personal reasons. I like the story idea, how that flows, how each of them changes and what, in the end, all of that means to them.

I like to see that connection, the realization that in spite of all of their differences, the two sides of the universe they are from, there is middle ground and when the right seeds are planted, that becomes something special.

The only problem becomes when the ending doesn’t live up to the love in the story.

  • Title: Soul Mates
  • Author: Carl East
  • Length: 36 Pages
  • Publishing Date: February 4, 2014
  • This work at Amazon.com

The story is of:

When Arianna (an angel in training) has to go out into the world to earn her wings, by saving a soul, she has no idea what awaits her. Brandy is a succubus and she’s on the run. She disobeyed Satan’s orders. When they both find one another, the strangest alliance you can ever imagine forms and a friendship is born.

Arianna isn’t quite an Angel just yet and she is sent to Earth to become one. A meeting with Brandy, a Succubus on the run and she discovers that Brandy is the key to her becoming an Angel. But the truth, for them both, is something more amazing to discover.

Overall this is a story about self-discovery, about findings someone to care about and to tell what one would do for them in the moments when all would be lost. I liked this story for this, but also for how well the lives of Arianna and Brandy are told, then joined together. There’s a good deal of innocence from Arianna, which I loved dearly. But I liked Brandy being an old soul and how that played off against Arianna and what that transformed their relationship into.

Brandy is one of the Succubi that I love the most in stories. She has a soul, a conscious, and most of all, she isn’t stereotypical at all. That mattered a great deal in this work and it added a touch of love and compassion that fit really well with Arianna’s own personality. Horns, wings and tail yes, but not at all what is expected of her. Or for that matter one of her Succubi sisters and that was lovely to see.

There is less of an erotic tone to this work compared to others that this author has written. It’s more a story about love, about that connection that transforms and it’s really touching. The story is about Arianna and Brandy making their way on Earth, surviving and, eventually, things come to a head.

It is at this point, the last few pages of the story where the author lost me completely. The work ends on a note that just doesn’t ring true with all else that happened. It is abrupt and sadly of all, it ends on a point where these two lovers seem to be going towards having to face each other on different sides. That just didn’t set well with me. To end the story that was about love, about understanding, about being together by taking that and tossing it away just didn’t work at all.

There are also a number of editing errors in the work that need to be dealt with. Some of them are rather large ones that occur in the midst of some important moments and that’ s a shame as well.

I’ll give this work three pitchforks out of five.

The ending just took away so much joy and that is the biggest shame of all…



Jan 16 2016

Morrigan And The Moonlight Speedpainting YouTube

A lovely speed painting YouTube today on the Tale of Morrigan Aensland but with a slight twist that, in a way, satisfies one of my own wishes about Morrigan… The question of what she would look like with a tail… or in this case, several tails…

If you cannot see this video here on the Tale, please try this link:


And here is the completed artwork:

Morrigan And The Moonlight (speed paint) by XMaria-Onee-SamaX

Morrigan And The Moonlight (speed paint)
by XMaria-Onee-SamaX

The artist also posted this art on their DeviantArt page which you can find here and this artist’s main page on DeviantArt is here as well.

Now, I think it really looks like Morrigan has several tails here, and I think that is sort of a bit of a play on the legend of Kitsunes, but in a more Succubi way… nonetheless, it does offer a neat concept of what Morrigan might look like being a bit more “Succubus” like…

And tails are always a good thing I think…



Jan 15 2016

A Review of Punished by my Succubus by Harper Lewis

Punished by my Succubus by Harper Lewis

Punished by my Succubus by Harper Lewis

When a work is said to have a certain length, one expects that the story, in total, will be close to that number of pages. It is not, at all, acceptable to write a story and then have more than two-thirds of the work be advertisements for other stories.

It is even more unacceptable when the author leaves not a small handful of mistakes in their writing, but quite literally every page has a spelling mistake, a mistake in grammar, or worst of all, they cannot seem to keep the main character’s name straight from one page to the next.

When all of this happens, it does not matter that the story idea has promise. That just cannot survive so much being wrong.

  • Title: Punished by my Succubus
  • Author: Harper Lewis
  • Length: 78 Pages
  • Publishing Date: March 10, 2015
  • This work at Amazon.com

The work tells the story of:

Roped, naked and now a woman isn’t something Steven thought could happen to him when he woke up and went to the corner market.

When stolen by a naughty succubus Steven becomes Maryland, a beautiful, blonde buxom woman. Will Maryland be able to handle the painful pleasures his new Mistress and her servant Wyatt dish out?

Steven finds himself at the mercy of Cassandra, a Succubus who has plans for him. A spell used, her dominance set, Cassandra takes Steven and brings Marilyn to life. For Marilyn, that life is to serve her Mistress as best she can evermore.

You might note that I called the main character, after their transformation Marilyn, but the book summary calls her Maryland. This is just one of the many issues I had in this work. There are many instances where both names are used and the question is, of course, which one is correct?

Past that problem, the writing is clunky, uneven, has problems with tense and tone. There are moments where it is actually very hard to read the story because the words on the page do not connect together well. For example, Marilyn is told to kiss Cassandra’s hand…. and she kisses Cassandra’s lips. The disconnection at times in the story just takes away the heat from the scenes, the story idea, and most of all, leaves behind a story that just hasn’t anything within it.

Cassandra is, as a whole, a well over the top Domme, almost stereotypically so. As well, in many ways, she is rather stereotypical as a Succubus as well. The entire purpose of her being seems to be as dominant as possible over those in her thrall and to bend their wills to her own. There are some scenes that flash by, seeming to have no purpose other than to try to be erotic, and then the story moves onto her cackling and ranting over what she has done, or could do.

In that, there’s little that held me to the story, even as I hoped for something to come out of what transpired. The work feels like it was written as quickly as possible, then the author’s catalog of stories was attached to the end, and then it was published. I somehow doubt there was even a single editing pass made.

Here’s the thing however. There is a story here, it is hinted at, but it never really gets out from underneath the over the top BDSM scenes and that left me wanting sadly. The author would be well served to take another try at this work, for in as it is now, it is simply underwhelming.

I’ll give this work one pitchfork out of five.

This work needs a severe edit at the least, more story at the better, and, to make it something worth reading the work should be at least more than a handful of pages in what passes for a catalog of the author’s works.



Jan 14 2016

Succubi Image of the Week 417

A neat little image of a Succubus this week on the Tale that I think is lovely in a lot of ways. She’s an interesting Succubus, seems to be a lot of fun, and really that’s what makes this art work for me…

Succubus by ku-rya

Succubus by ku-rya

This work is by an artist on Pixiv called ku-rya and you can find the original page on Pixiv with this art here.

The art really looks like something found in a cute little anime series or something similar to that. She’s a cute succubus that has a heart of gold but makes the boys have nose bleeds… a lot. She just has a slightly overstated sexuality, but wrapped in that is a wonderful expression that I think hints at an interesting character by far.

She just looks right for her body shape, horns and tail. Her outfit is quite unique and is something that any Succubus would like. Lovely hair and colour that works with her outfit and her wings look right as well.

A lovely succubus character by far…