Mar 23 2015

Certainty by TeraS

Yesterday was a special day for myself and my Eternal … It was our anniversary, and, every morning when I wake up, I am thankful that he’s there. I try, so much and so often, to say how much love he and I have for each other, how much in sharing that love with our family, with the ones we love, and more, matters. The day we met is the moment in my life that I remember more than any other and so clearly that it feels like it happened just moments ago. There’s a certainty that I have in me, one that never leaves me, one that just … is … Always.


By TeraS


The morning rays of the sun warmed the bedroom as she slept under the covers, the tip of her red tail just poking out, seeking out the sunlight so it might keep warm, as well. Off in the distance, echoing through the house, there were sounds of someone in the kitchen doing something. The sounds were muted by efforts not to wake her, but, of course, while she didn’t hear everything, she knew who was in the house with her, knew with certainty, and she dozed on.

In the kitchen, he was stirring a bowl of batter, working towards his goal, and humming an idle tune as he did so. He kept checking a cookbook that had been given to Baker for safekeeping, in which one particular recipe had been marked by a folded-over page as the right one to make on that day.

Finding that the batter—Devil’s Food Cake, of course—was about ready, he turned away to look for a cupcake baking sheet. Looking at the cupboard, he puzzled over where she would have put such a thing; baking was, after all, more her thing than his. Nonetheless, after a bit of rummaging around, he found what he was looking for and turned back to the counter …

… to find a certain blue tailed daughter poking her finger into the mixing bowl.

“Rianna, what are you doing?”

She pulled her finger out of the batter and stuck it in her mouth, mumbling around it: “Testin’.”

Amused, he set the baking sheet on the counter and crossed his arms over his chest: “Really? I hope you don’t expect to be licking the spoon as well.”

Rianna shook her head and then nodded towards the fridge, where a certain silver-tailed daughter was poking around inside: “Nah. That’s her job.”

Branwyn looked out for a moment: “And I get the leftover frosting, too … if I can find it. How do you find anything with all of this Redi-Whip in here?”

He chuckled: “Hours of practice in searching, and there’s a reason why there’s so much whipped cream in there.”

The fridge door closed with a thump as Branwyn waved a small tin of frosting in the air: “Found it!”

He shook his head and looked for a ladle: “No tasting the frosting—or the batter—for either of you. Not until I’m done.”

His daughters set themselves on the other side of the kitchen island where he was working, and, as he did so, they started talking …

“Ya’ know Dad, what’s so special about those cupcakes, anyway? Either you, or Mom, makes them, and you make them only once a year.”

“That’s right! They don’t show up on any holidays, or when people visit, or anything. What’s the deal?”

He was rubbing some butter into the baking sheet, a slightly far-off look in his eyes as he did so, before replying: “Today is a special day for us. It isn’t a Realm holiday, it isn’t something that everyone is supposed to celebrate. It is an ‘us’ holiday. Today marks our wedding anniversary in the human world.”

Rianna and Branwyn looked at each other for a long moment, then Rianna asked: “Okay, but what’s so special about that? Isn’t the day you became Mom’s Eternal more important?”

He put the baking sheet down, and, after dragging the mixing bowl away from Rianna, he started stirring again: “It’s just as important … probably a bit more so.”

Branwyn’s tail swisched behind her: “Okay, Sis is being a little stupid, ‘cause we know that it’s important. But why keep it a secret so much? Everyone celebrates the King and Queen’s vows here. So why not your human ones, too?”

He dipped the ladle into the batter, smoothing out the batter with a knife, and then poured the first bit of batter into the cupcake sheet: “It all goes back to how we married in the human world.”

Branwyn looked at Rianna: “This sounds like a three-Kleenex moment, Sis.”

Rianna nodded and dragged the box that had been sitting on her side of the counter between them both: “Prolly.”

Tapping the ladle, he smiled: “I’ll keep it short so you don’t wake up your mother.”

As he continued to fill the baking sheet, he explained …

“Where I came from, I couldn’t give her a royal wedding. I couldn’t go and pay for a huge ceremony, have all of my family there, and have her be alone. But there was no way to have your mother’s parents there, there was no way that anyone from the Realm could be there. At the time it was still a secret that we were going to marry, that I was going to be her Eternal. I understood that she couldn’t have something flashy and wonderful.”

He considered the portions and then started to put a bit more into each: “Still, I needed to make her happy. She insisted, as we all know, that she didn’t need anything fancy, that she was just fine with whatever came, even if it was just to trade vows in front of an Elvis impersonator.”

Rianna interrupted: “That would have been weird, Dad.”

“I think your mom would have loved it. Not to mention running up and down the Vegas strip laughing in the aftermath. But no, we didn’t do that.”

Both of his daughters were resting their elbows on the counter and staring at him, their tails up over their shoulders in a very familiar way. He chuckled as he looked for some chocolate chips to sprinkle on top: “I know that look; your mom is better at it. What’s the question?”

Rianna was first: “Couldn’t mom have just paid for everything?”

He tossed a few chips into the batter: “Could have. But I didn’t want her to–not because of pride, but because all of that flash couldn’t match her smile and how much I love her.”

Branwyn then asked: “Yeah, but she would have anyway, ‘cause she woulda’, ‘cause that’s what you expect from someone that’s the Queen.”

He balled up the now-empty bag of chips and tossed it off towards the wastebasket, missing by a mile, and sighed, “You’d think I would know by now that basketball isn’t my thing. As for what I expected from her: well, the only thing that I wanted was to make her happy. That came back to my being happy, and we went around in circles.”

His daughters looked at each other as he picked up the baking sheet and put it in the oven. They didn’t say anything as he returned and continued his preparations, this time putting a squirt tube of red frosting beside the chocolate frosting that Branwyn had brought over. He was in the midst of breaking in half a small pile of thin, red candy slivers as Rianna became inpatient and wondered: “Okay. So, what happened? Can’t leave us hanging, Dad.”

“The rings were simple. They were my grandparent’s. Oh, they had to be resized a little, but that wasn’t a big problem. We did the paperwork at City Hall, and it amazed me that your mother could come up with the paperwork they needed by looking in her purse for it. I’m amazed she can find anything in there when she’s carrying one.”

Rianna and Branwyn just looked at each other knowingly. That was a special skill that they had been taught and were not supposed to share. After all, it was important that, as two of the Succubi, they always had access to Redi-Whip … among other things.

He stared off into space again for a moment, smiling at the memories, then continued: “So, we had the paperwork, the rings … but, as for the ceremony, well, that was something special.”

There was a soft ‘ding’ and he removed the now-baked cupcakes, popping them out of the pan and then waiting for them to cool. He looked at the cupcakes and continued to explain … “I found a bakery nearby and, in the window, I saw a tray of cupcakes; chocolate ones, which I knew your mom liked. But they were a little bit different and it was that difference that made them something that she’d remember.”

He nodded towards the cookbook he had been using: “I went inside and asked the baker there for one, to my surprise he gave it to me for free. He also gave me that cookbook, said that it was meant to go with me. Of course I couldn’t accept that, and so I paid for it, and the cupcake, with the last of my change that I had with me. Keep in mind that we were intending to leave the human world for the Realm shortly afterwards, so, after that moment, there wasn’t anything left.”

Rianna nodded, Branwyn considered the cupcakes, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

“I met your mom in the town’s park, and I put her ring on her finger, and she put mine on me.” He spread the frosting over the cupcakes, then drew a pattern down the middle with the red frosting before sticking two pieces of red candy on either side. He then held up the cupcake to his daughters: “And our first meal together was … this.”

The cupcake was chocolate, deep and dark, almost the same colour as Tera’s hair. The red frosting in the middle made a tail that looked quite similar to Tera’s as well. The two pieces of candy made a pair of horns that completed the look. It was a cupcake that looked, in a way, a bit devilish.

Both Rianna and Branwyn giggled as they realized that what their father had made. Rianna touched the cupcake that Keith held: “Yeah. I can see how mom would love this.” Branwyn laughed and touched it as well: “I can imagine the giggling fit mom had, too.”

“Oh I giggled. But I also smooched him … and hugged him.”

They all turned to see Tera standing in the hallway, watching them all, a warm smile on her lips.

Keith chuckled: “How long?”

Tera crossed the kitchen and tapped Rianna and Branwyn on their noses: “Long enough to know that these two were being silly.”

Rianna blushed: “Um … we’ll clean up, Mom.”

Tera hugged them both tightly: “Thank you, sweetheart. Your father and I have … things to do.”

Keith’s smile was as warm as Tera’s: “Important things.”

Branwyn shoved the almost empty tin of frosting at Rianna to keep her busy before she got them into doing more chores, like cleaning the house.

“Yeah, well, you two have fun!”

Rianna and Branwyn snuck one cupcake each for themselves and then bampfed away to leave their parents to their fun.

After they had left, Keith walked over to Tera and gave her the cupcake he had made.

“Happy Anniversary, Love. Thank you for …”

Tera kissed him, stopping his words, and then, when they broke for air, she purred: “Happy Anniversary, Love … and I know. I always know.”

It was the one thing that they both knew with certainty. They always knew … always.

Mar 22 2015

A Review of Demon Seed by Madelene Martin

Demon Seed by Madelene Martin

Demon Seed by Madelene Martin

An Incubus story this week for a review and it is one of the better works that I have read this year. Most of the time the story lacks for the erotica when it comes to Incubus stories. It always seems that the writers want to just get to the submission and the climax of the moment leaving any kind of real story in the dust. Thankfully this author didn’t go in that direction…

The work is about:

Melinda is stuck in a months-long dry spell after leaving her boyfriend. At night she dreams about a dark, preternaturally sexy stranger with glowing eyes.

As her dreams grow more intense and sexy she finds her cravings begin to take over her life. But nothing will make them go away – except Him.

Every night he visits her in her dreams.

Her dream stranger finally reveals his purpose with her – he wants to impregnate her, and he intends to make her beg for it. Mel is powerless to resist. But now she knows: She’s not dreaming – and he’s not human.

Melinda, better known as Mel, is trying to live though the mundane problems that come her way and at the same time get past a boyfriend that did her no good. This has, of course, coloured her view of men in general and that means she’d rather be at home than out in the world.

The thing is, when you are alone, and you are wanting, that’s when sometimes, just sometimes, an Incubus will hear you and come to visit. After that happens, then things become complicated. The dream world he brings becomes more real and then things come from there.

The way in which Melinda’s dreams go from fantasies to the world of the Incubus is subtle and really is so gently created that the tipping point is easy to overlook. The fantasies woven around Melinda are deliciously seductive and tempting in all the right places. Melinda’s decent into the Incubus’ hands is done in a way that gives them both what they want in the end and that I enjoyed.

Issir is the Incubus in this story and there are only hints of his having the wings of an Incubus and nothing more than that through the story. Of course his ability to tempt Melinda, play her body and make her want to succumb to him are all the marks of an Incubus. He’s sex personified, but also more than that. There is a hint of caring, of desiring, of wanting to be. That makes this story special and one that I really enjoyed.

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

The heat is wonderful, the story is captivating, and holds you throughout the work. My only wish is that it would have been a longer story and that more about Issir was told. Perhaps there will be more sometime, after all, Mel knows his name now and names are power after all…



Mar 21 2015

These are rather expensive hooves…

I’ve mentioned at several times that I really don’t care for Succubi with hooves very much. Nonetheless, it is a trope of Succubi and some similar beings. I came across a YouTube of a pair of hoof boots that I thought were very well done. Then I understood why that was when I found where they were for sale and what they cost.

If you can’t see the video here on the Tale, try this link:

And here is an image of the boots in question:

Hoof Boots

As an accessory for a costume, I think they are very well done and look really nice. However there is a slight problem which comes when you look here and see what they are selling for.

It’s a little expensive for my tastes… I have nothing against the quality and obviously you get what you pay for. I’m not sure that I could justify the cost in this case…

Again, that’s my particular view of things… Hooves and all…


Mar 20 2015

A Review of Sin Incarnate by T. C. Archer

Sin Incarnate by T. C. Archer

Sin Incarnate by T. C. Archer

One of the things that, to my regret, comes to be a part of many characters that are Succubi, or appear to be Succubi-like, is that they are transformed because of anger, then are played with, physically and emotionally by the one that transforms them.

They are made to seek a path, all odds against them to succeed and be free. But in spite of this, sometimes what seems to be their fate can be changed by one simple word.

The work tells of:

Forged in the fires of hell beauty becomes sin incarnate.

Something malevolent grows in Lorna. When she conjures a dark lord and begs for irresistible beauty, he makes one demand; serve him as an underworld female who tests mortal men. Now, a millennia later, this is her last chance to find a man who can free her. But Lorna must learn to love if she’s to save herself. Yet that won’t save the two men who shared her body. One of them must be sacrificed.

Lorna makes a deal with a dark lord to be everything that any man could want. The price is that she will serve him… eventually. That time is nigh, and she has one last chance to find love to save herself. And in two men, that might just come to be.

Lorna, at the beginning of the story, does not quite understand what she is asking for and when she gets it, her wish is turned against her in a way that means she’s on a one way path to disaster. While she is not described as a Succubus in the work, it’s fairly certain that she is, in some ways, one. While she seems to be completely human, and there is no evidence of her having horns or a tail or anything similar, she does have a presence, a beauty in her that tests men and in that comes their downfall. It is a similar story to that of the stereotypical Succubus in that she “takes” those that only want her for one night and nothing more to “hell.”

But she does have a scrap of her humanity in her, it does come out as the story unfolds, and she, as a character is better off for that happening. When she finds in Jace the truth, that one thing that she has been searching for, that’s an amazing moment in the story. But there is a complication, and that’s Ryan. While Jace is the answer, Ryan has complicated things and with that, at the pivotal moment in the work, another truth is revealed and in that moment Lorna changes, becomes true to herself and that was a wonderful thing to see happen.

Before all of this, of course, comes some lovely story telling, a sizzlingly hot series of erotica, but in that, more importantly, comes not simply sex, but emotion, caring, and some very clear evidence that some things are worth waiting for. Even centuries.

The only real issue I have with this work is that it ends on a sort of cliff hanger which begs the question about what happens to these three in the aftermath of their choices. After all of the buildup, the story, the emotional connections… It sort of grinds to a halt a little too late I felt. The author I think would have been better served to end the work about two pages earlier when the story would have ended on a point where things came together. As it ends now, there’s… something off about it. Like it was tacked on at the last moment and it feels wrong.

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

Lovely, sensual story once the setting up of the story is done. Passionate characters, well told, and that always makes for a better story. It’s a shame where it ends, an open door to another story which never has appeared and it seems like it shouldn’t have ended there. It would have been nice to see the mornings after to come for Lorna instead or drop that ending for the one that really matters here.



Mar 20 2015

A Review of Undercover Unicorn by Terry O’Brien

Undercover Unicorn by Terry O'Brien

Undercover Unicorn by Terry O’Brien

A review today of the beginning of a new series that a dear friend, Terry O’Brien, recently began. A bit of crime drama, a bit of supernatural themes… and, of course, there is a Succubus to be seen. The series is called Changes and Changers and I think it’s quite the interesting read and more.

It’s quite a enthralling story about a universe that’s changed, in some ways good, in other ways not so much so, but there is one underlying truth. It doesn’t matter how magic has changed you, inside you are the same person. It’s what you do now that matters.

The work tells the story of:

Vanity is an FBI agent, and, in the words of her friend, “a damn good one.”

That’s because she’s a Changer; specifically, she’s a unicorn in human form.

As a unicorn Changer, Vanity wields her unicorn magic as part of her calling as a Federal agent. She was one of the lucky few who were imbued with magic on that fateful day in July almost three years ago when magic suddenly appeared in the world. But while she and the other Changers Changed, they didn’t really change: they remained exactly what they were, only with magic, on both sides of the law and all points in between, so while there are cops with magic, so, too, there are criminals with magic.

That’s why Vanity carries a badge, a Federal badge, to protect innocent Changers and normals alike from criminal Changers. After all, that is what a good person does and what a good unicorn does, and Vanity is also a damn good person and a damn good unicorn.

The world has changed, some say. Magic has come to the world, changing all that it has touched. For good or evil, magic itself doesn’t care. However, for those that have been touched, changed, become… different. Who they were remains the same. Good still does good and evil can be very bad. It takes someone special to be able to be more than they are.

The most wonderful thing about this work is the world building and in this work a world is built with its own rules, needs, and history that sets up a situation in which the characters really come into their own. There’s a past to all of them, sometimes good, sometimes so very dark, but in all of that also comes the promise that who they are is true to themselves… no matter what that truth might be.

Vanit, the main character of this work, is simply enthralling. She’s complex, intelligent, but most of all, she’s something very special in a world where darkness holds many and causes much pain and more. She’s… hope. Quite a lot of hope for not just herself and those she calls friends, but for many others.

One of the minor characters, Suzette, is a Succubus, and her story tugs at my heart quite a lot. I love her past, what she made of herself, and more importantly, what her role is in the here and now. She might look somewhat stereotypical, hooves and all, but she is not, at all, what is expected of Succubi. She has a certain way about her in the few short moments she appears that reminds me, quite a lot really, of a Realm Succubi and that I adored.

Suzette, along with several other characters, make of Vanity’s team and that is an interesting mix of personalities that work well together, but more importantly, the interaction, the dialog, really brings out that they have been together for a while and that helps to build upon the story and make it better.

The work focuses on Vanity, her past, and a challenge that she must face alone. It also  reveals a very interesting mythos about unicorns in this world, only touched on and not explored fully, but leaving doors open to return to the questions left behind. It’s a tragic story in a lot of ways and when her past catches up with her, Vanity discovers that a lot of what she thought she understood isn’t quite right.

There are moments of terror for her, things that push at her self worth and more, but it’s how she deals with them, the decisions she makes, that brings the story together as a whole and makes it a wonderful read.

There’s a good deal of mystery as well, not only in the world, but in the characters which sets up the series going forwards and I think that all works well. The story solidly sets up things going forwards and there is a lot to explore just from this work alone. There is a mystery, one that affects Vanity and I’ll be looking to see where that goes.

Five out of five pitchforks.

A wonderful start to what I believe will be something very special as the series goes on. The next work in the series Sympathetic Succubus will feature Suzette and I do look forward to that story being told. There’s quite a lot about her that I love dearly and that mixed with how much I loved the entire cast of characters as a whole bodes quite well…

A small postscript: Quite some time ago, Terry shared this work with me, in an unfinished form. Even then, the story was gripping, the characters true, and the writing simply wonderful. I am thrilled beyond words that this work has been published and I wish Terry well in his writing and the future of this series… I will be waiting and watching…



Mar 19 2015

Succubi Image of the Week 374

It’s rare that I find an image of Morrigan and Lilith Aensland together. I’m not sure why that is exactly, but I think it’s wonderful to see the two of them together as Big Sister and Little Sister. This particular image I adored from the moment I saw it and I think it’s obvious why…

Morrigan and Lilith Aensland by しゅん

Morrigan and Lilith Aensland by しゅん

This art of Morrigan and Lilith Aensland is by an artist on pixiv called しゅん. You can find the original page I found this art on Pixiv here.

I just think this art is wonderful in how adorable the two sisters look together. To me, this art seems very much like a candid snapshot of the two of them having a moment together as Sisters. That joy really shines in this art and it’s something that I’d like to see more of in art of the Aensland Sisters.

This isn’t about Morrigan or Lilith being anything more but family being together. And really that speaks to the two of them quite a lot I think…



Mar 18 2015

It’s only a Naughty Devil with a lot of work…

Naughty Devil CostumeI found a costume this week that, surprisingly, I do rather like in a lot of ways. Overall the look is sexy, the style is interesting and I think it works well… The only issue is that, again, to get the complete look you have to buy the optional accessories… That meaning the dress, the gloves, the tutu, the stockings, the shoes…

This is called the Naughty Devil Costume Kit and it comes with the horns, the mask and the tail… and that’s it. Everything else is not included.

It sells for $15 US.

I looked up the rest of the costume this model is wearing and to purchase the dress, gloves, stockings and shoes would cost just over $125 US.

So, to make this costume, and to be honest, overall I really do like the look of this very very much, it would be $140 US.

I’m not sure this costume is actually worth that much considering the other, better ones, that I have looked at in the past which came with a lot more style and style to them for about the same cost.

Thinking about this a little more, I can, in all honesty, create this look in a much better way from the things I have in my Succubi wardrobe and do it a lot better than this.

As a whole, if this was a complete costume for sale, I would give it three and a half pitchforks out of five.

But of course the only thing that I should be rating are the tail, which is lousy, and the mask and horns, which I like in a sort of “at least they match” sort of way.

So… I’ll give this two pitchforks out of five.

But at least I have an idea to ponder…