Sep 23 2017

An interesting Succubus makeup tutorial on YouTube

I do enjoy talented makeup. By that I mean I enjoy the creation of a certain look, the mixture of highlights and shadow that can transform one’s look in some amazing ways. The look of a succubus doesn’t need horns to have that certain look of seduction and power which should be. Sometimes it’s enough to have the right colour of lipstick, hair and eyeshadow… and, of course, the right attitude most of all…


As always, if you can’t see this video here on the Tale, please try this link.

Here is a screenshot of the lovely succubus herself, in the event that YouTube no longer shows the talent she has with makeup…


Succubus Makeup Tutorial


While I will admit that the little whisps of black don’t do a lot for me, I love the way her eyes are highlighted, the colours she’s used and how her look matches so nicely with her hair…

Something for me to ponder I think, at least as something perhaps to base a slightly different look on this year for the Queen at her Ball…



Sep 21 2017

Succubi Image of the Week 505

I do like transformation art, there’s something really neat about the shifting of a character from where they begin to being a succubus. One of the most prolific artists in transformation art is Chompworks, and for this week’s image a cute sequence of images the artist created.

Succubus Transformation by ChompWorks

Succubus Transformation by ChompWorks


You can find the original page on DeviantArt with this work here and ChompWorks’ page can be found here on DeviantArt as well.

If there’s one thing I’ve always liked about Chompworks’ art is the mix of cute and fun that appears. There’s just something delightful in how the characters shift in form, the clothing they wear and, in the final image, the sense of being surprised and so dearly thrilled with what’s happened to them.

Cute is sexy, after all, and I’ve yet to see a work from this artist that wasn’t cute and didn’t make me smile. This work, for me, just tells a story on its own, taking the character from the everyday into something special, and she’s a lovely example of a succubus when all is done.

The artist has a vast number of works of transformation art of all kinds. There are quite a few succubi to be found, but there are vampires and other creations as well, so if you like transformations, please do visit!



Sep 20 2017

A Medieval Succubus for Halloween… It’s a thought…

Devilish Temptress CostumeSomething a little bit different this time on the Tale. It’s a bit of a stretch to call this a succubus costume, mainly because there’s really only one thing that makes it so. Still, it is lovely, it does make me ponder as well. Still, as the Queen… My SuccuDress is far, far better…

This is called the Devilish Temptress Costume and it comes with the gown complete with the long lace sleeves, the high collar, a red bodice, a layered black skirt and a pair of, at least for this costume, matching horns. The necklace is not included, nor I would assume are the heels and it sells for anywhere between $110 and $160 US.

The dress appears to be really lovely, there’s some amazing detail in the patterns used as accents. Overall, there’s a medieval feel to this costume which I think does work as a whole. But the problem is that the only thing that really suggests anything “devilish” about this comes to the horns alone.

As such, this could be a vampiress costume with a set of fangs, or a medieval princess with a tiara. There’s quite a few possibilities as options, but being so, this isn’t really, at a glance, all that succubish really.

Three out of five pitchforks.

It looks nice, but relying on the horns alone seems to leave something lacking overall here…



Sep 18 2017

Fall By TeraS

There are a number of stories that I haven’t managed to finish, as regular readers of the Tale are well aware. At the same time, there are stories that pop into my thoughts from time to time which aren’t written down or perhaps they are started, but seem not to get anywhere in particular. Sometimes there are weeks where I find myself sitting at the keyboard, my mind going in circles, trying to think of something to write. At times like these, perhaps the story isn’t the one I’d have liked to share …

But perhaps that’s not as important as finding the words themselves.


By TeraS


The weather in the Realm had started to turn ever so slightly of late. The warm summer breezes weren’t quite so warm over the last little while. It wasn’t the time of snow, of tail cozies and cozying up, seeking warmth of various kinds … in various ways. It was that in-between time of fall, where there still were moments of warm sunny days among the chillier nights. While not so cold as to be concerning, the chill of the night was enough to bring about the gathering of wood for fireplaces, the baking of comfort foods, and—if there was a moment to allow the thought—reflection upon the past while sipping a mug, or more, of some delicious and warm beverage.

Tera dearly enjoyed this time of year. It was the time of in-between moments before the season of celebration. It was the time she spent gathering yarn, in a way, though she’d never say that sort of thing to Lil—perish the thought! Stepping on the toes of the one who knit the most amazing tail cozies was not a good plan at all.

The gathering of yarn for Tera was something a bit different and reflective of herself. On this particular evening, just after the sun had set over the Realm, the street lamps flickering into light and the first wisps of smoke beginning to rise from chimneys here and there, the Queen of the Realm was settled onto her front porch. The windows were slightly fogged over; whether that be from the hot chocolate she cradled in her hands or the heat from her body snugged in her signature fuzzy red sweater was anyone’s guess. Curling her legs beneath her, she gazed out onto the sidewalks and paths which passed on the outer limits of her home. The hint of smoke in the air spoke of her Eternal stoking the fireplace for the evening, and a smile teased her lips as she took another sip of her beverage.

The equinox came this year in the middle of the night. As she thought about that, it seemed like the summer stole away under the cover of night while the fall came in the same way. A deep breath of contemplation was followed by a long sigh of air escaping her. The mug found itself set upon a nearby table, the hand that had caressed it now being used to rest the weariness of a Queen as she turned herself towards things to be thought about.

The fall marked things to look forwards to: the promise of better things to be shared by all in her Realm; the hope she’d been holding for so very long, not quite saying out loud, but nonetheless, knowing that perhaps there was one that heard her. Still, she was tired. Much had changed over the past year, and the Queen hadn’t found all that much in those changes to smile about.

There was some melancholy in her thoughts of late. It wasn’t crippling, not by any means, but it weighed upon her. Tera being Tera, of course, would smile, promise that she was fine, and then focus her so-green eyes and the conversation towards the one asking. It was her way, it always would be. She’d be fine; her loved ones all came well before herself and that was, she believed, simply how things were meant to be.

The thing about melancholy wasn’t the dipping of her tail, or the wan smile that appeared in the moments when she thought none else would see. Those were the physical manifestations of her mood, her concern. The evening talk at the fence with her heart always brought the return of that mischievous smile, the shimmering of so-green eyes. The sharing of tea or hot chocolate was a comfort which brought the time spent talking about … whatever they talked about. There wasn’t an agenda nor a need of structure. Goddess had managed to work her magic and drawn them together. She created the place called the fence, pushed aside the realities in-between. It existed for the sake of need and, when it mattered most, something far more that couldn’t be put into words.

Across the lawn, on the other side of the fence, she noted the opening of a door, the warm light within bringing into focus her heart as he made his way to the fence. Turning on her own porch light, she knew he’d see her own form there, making her way down the stairs and out the porch door, it swinging closed behind her.

The path to the fence didn’t need lights on either side; they both knew their way well. But, as they reached the edge of the light from each of their homes, something happened which came but on the equinox. From elsewhere, somehow, little beacons of light drifted upon the wind from the first nearby. Fireflies rose up from their hiding places, taking wing to the air. It was almost like the stars themselves had come closer, to gather about the fence, an audience to hold witness to the renewal of something special. The equinox marked the point in time and space of the beginnings of the fence and all that came from that first moment where a heart and a Dear One said their first hello, made the connection that time or space could never wear away.

The glow of the fireflies made the fence shimmer, a ribbon of material polished to a sheen that spooled the light across it as they met once more. A mug of hot chocolate was offered from one, the other provided a pastry in return. The fence held them both comfortably as they spoke, sharing thoughts, laughter, hopes and, sometimes, the tears that came along for the moment shared. Something else came along as well, something the two sharing the fence couldn’t help but marvel over.

The light about them wasn’t the only light to be found. In the moment created, the light within renewed itself, warmed them, gave promise and hope. The fence was the physical, but there was the spiritual, as well, that came to the fore, that brought something to remind the melancholy that it was not for always.

The fall would come and go, the seasons would change. But there was also the eternity of the soul, the warmth of family, the expression of simply being in the moment. The things that mattered appeared in the fall, and passing things could never completely obscure them.

Sep 16 2017

Succubus, a YouTube music video by DAЯK MATTEЯ

I don’t tend to share many music videos here on the Tale which have a succubus theme or the song has succubus in the title. Much of that comes from the majority being metal rock, which realty doesn’t do a lot for me. That bias aside, there are some songs which, when you listen to the lyrics, tell a story. A song called Succubus then by a group called DAЯK MATTEЯ, which I thought the music video was interesting and the song itself was a little bit different than most…


As always, should the video not play here on the Tale, try this link.

Should you like this song, you can find a download available at CDBaby for 99 cents here.

I don’t have any connection to the group, nor do I make anything from sharing this link, I’m doing so such that those that visit the Tale and want this song can find it easily.

Also, here’s an image of the succubus herself, I’ll refrain from what readers of the Tale will know as my usual rant about succubus costumes however.

Succubus Dark Matter Music Video

Succubus Dark Matter Music Video

I thought the song was interesting, that the vocals weren’t overcome by the instruments as happens in most metal music as a whole. There’s also a story being told, which again I thought was different.

Do have a listen!



Sep 14 2017

Succubi Image of the Week 504

One of the powers of Succubi is that of illusion. To become that which the other desires, wishes, needs beyond all else. Not only, or just, the temptation, but the single pleasure that they would be willing to do anything for. For this week’s image, a rarity in Succubi art, a moment in time where a succubus offers three temptations, and one singular purpose of all.

Vale reflection by vempire

Vale reflection by vempire


This art is titled Vale Reflection and is by the artist Vempire on Hentai Foundry. You can find the original page on Hentai Foundry with this art here and this artist’s page can be found here as well.

It’s an amazingly detailed work of art in so many ways. The reflective poses are right, the forms are mirrors of each other and the details in each mirage of Vale is captivating. It’s also a neat little touch that not only does her form change, but the bed, pillow and wall coverings do as well. I think that’s a stellar bit of creativity by far.

She has the most delicious and seductive smile, how she holds herself whispers that she’s the one in control here and those that come close will be caught in her web of seduction. While much of her changes, the runes upon her skin don’t, and that again is an interesting touch as well.

This artist creates amazing art that holds so much story and life within the moment created. The story that this art offers I think would be that of the seductress of power and being the mistress of the power she’s leashed to her will.



Sep 13 2017

So much red, but so little at the same time…

Red Devil Babe Costume KitMany times you really have to read the story about a costume to figure out what, exactly, is being offered. It might look good, it might be red, it might even look really good on the model. But then the truth comes out that what you get isn’t the costume you see, but rather is only the barest of costume bits and pieces…

This is called the Red Devil Babe Costume Kit and it comes with the horns, which are clip on’s, a really poor pitchfork and red feather devil wings. The spandex catsuit the model is wearing is not included, nor are shoes and it sells for $20 US. Adding the shoes and spandex would bring this costume up to $110 US.

It’s… red. There’s no question of that, but, again, one has to keep in mind that not everything seen is included. Regardless of how lovely the model looks, all this is comes to a pair of so-so horns, a pair of wings, and a pitchfork that is, while not the worst ever, not that good either.

The thing about this is, of course with all of the Succubi costume things I have, I could make this from what I have already. I even have the catsuit, though I will admit that on a cold Halloween night that does make me shiver…

But then, that’s what snuggling is for isn’t it?

One and a half pitchforks out of five.

A thought, I’ve been here before and will probably again sometime…