Apr 05 2018

Succubi Image of the Week 533

There is some succubi are in which the expression says everything about the succubus herself. For example, there’s this red tail who’s bemused smile seems to say everything. In that same idea, this week’s succubi has a similar expression and it’s every bit as telling by far.

Delightful Mayhem by Tahldon

Delightful Mayhem by Tahldon


This work is by the artist Tahldon on DeviantArt and you can find the original page with this art here and this artist’s page can be found here as well.

The title really reflects the expression of this character quite well. She has an expression of delight in what she’s done, or doing, or will do, that I find so very appealing. Love the outfit, it blends so well with her wings and the bracers add a neat little accent as well.

I will have to find a use for the phrase “Delightful Mayhem” in one of my stories sometime I think, if only to make me smile when I remember where it came from.



Apr 04 2018

I don’t quite see the appeal of this costume’s beauty, if there is one

Devilish Beauty CostumeThere are some costumes which make me wonder what the designers were thinking. There’s nothing sexy, nothing appealing, and when even the model looks less than thrilled to be wearing the costume… that’s a problem. Horns and a lousy tail cannot add what’s missing to a costume that looks like it was made of cardboard.

This is called the Devilish Beauty Costume and.. I can’t see the “beauty” in this costume at all. It comes with the faux leather bodysuit, which has that awful tail attached to it, red leggings those lousy horns and a red collar that just looks so wrong.

Shoes are not included and it sells for between $60 and $50 US, depending on the site this is found on.

This just looks so cheap and trashy that it actually hurts my eyes. The horns and tail are afterthoughts, but beyond that the look of the costume seems to say that the one wearing it didn’t give a damn about what they looked like.

I can’t quite see how a costume designer would think this was a good idea and then give this a name with “beauty” in it. It doesn’t make any sense, there’s nothing sexy in this look at all. It’s just a disappointment and and embarrassment overall.

Zero pitchforks out of five.

It seems like we have an early winner for worst costume of 2018 already. Now saying that I know I’m going to find worse, but that might be a challenge.



Mar 31 2018

A Vimeo of the Sailor Succubus Figurine

I discovered a Vimeo video which shows the Sailor Succubus Sapphire produced by Orchid Seed and sculpted by Mohio. There is a SuccuWiki article about her, which you can find here, but this video is interesting to me in that it gives a really good idea of the figurine. While this isn’t narrated in English, I still found it interesting to watch and muse about.

In case the video does not appear here on the Tale, please try this link.

In case the video gets taken down at some point, here’s s screen capture of the figurine just after the presenter has unboxed her.

Sailor Succubus Sapphire Figurine

Sailor Succubus Sapphire Figurine

She’s a bit over the top really but that’s mainly because she was the covergirl for Comic Unreal Volume 33, an anime adult manga series. As such, she’s well and truly an adult character and while that’s a bit more than I really like, overall the idea of a “corrupted” character from that series sounds interesting.

That brings me to a though I’ve been mulling over in that there’s been a lot of manga of late in which characters are corrupted into succubi. That’s a mull I will have to share some other time, but in short, it’s an interesting contrast between what Asians see succubi as and how they are created in a lot of manga of late.

As for this character, I think if she’d been made a bit less over the top in her sexuality that could be a really interesting model. She is popular however, and that’s a wonderful thing because the Comic Unreal series has created a lot of interesting succubus characters.

The only thing I’d like is that the translations to English were a little better than they are.



Mar 29 2018

Succubi Image of the Week 532

The artist Chompworks on DeviantArt tells quite a number of transformation stories in their art, many of these being succubi among other creatures. I rather like their style of art and for this week’s succubi, an image of three succubi which just makes me smile.

Succuburbs by ChompWorks

Succuburbs by ChompWorks


You can find the page on DeviantArt where I originally found this art here and this artist’s page can be found here as well on DeviantArt.

I just adore all three succubi and it’s really difficult for me to choose one one the others. The art just sort of flows the characters together, and really they are a matched set in a few ways. Still they have their personalities of course, sexy in their own ways, cute as well. It’s a lovely moment in time of three succubi together that, for me, is a delight.

Perhaps they were all just transformed a moment ago, there is a bit of confusion in their expressions that I find delightfully cute. It’s an thought to ponder and perhaps I should.



Mar 28 2018

It’s amazing what you can do with a red bikini and flair

Sexy Red Sequins Red Devil CostumeSometimes the simplest costumes are, really, among the best. This thought brings me to a costume that isn’t going to be available much longer, but has a cute sexy look that I really like.

Perhaps, in a way, it just shows what one can do with a red bikini and the right attitude… even if the horns are lousy, and the pitchfork just makes me cringe.

This is called the Sexy Red Sequins Red Devil Costume and it comes with the red top and bottoms with the overlay mesh. The horns and pitchfork, as much as it pains me to say, are included, but the wig, boots and fishnets are not and it sells originally for $99 US, but it can be found on sale for as little as $40 US.

Adding on the boots and stockings would mean this whisper of a costume would cost about $175 US, more or less.

The model really does make this look very good, but those horns and that pitchfork just ruin things for me. Now, ignoring that issue, I think this is a cute and sexy look, if not quite succubish enough.

It does really feel like this is a bikini set with a wrap paired up with some flash and not a lot more. Still, it does make me smile, the model more than anything does that. Perhaps there’s something here to poke an idea or two.


Three out of five pitchforks.

It’s… interesting… it might be more save for those lousy horns and pitchfork.



Mar 26 2018

Portrait By TeraS

A short time ago my Eternal and I shared our anniversary together. As part of that, a dear friend had something created for us, which will be shared after this story that was inspired by their gift, a …


By TeraS


The hallway, being that it was located in the Realm’s Palace, was as grandiose as he’d expected: a place where, all things considered, a glimpse of the past was offered to the curious. It was a mixture of art gallery and functional space; alcoves along the way held art of the monarchs of the past.

A lone figure walked this place, his brown eyes scanning about him, a drawing pad held under one arm, brown hair a bit disheveled. He wasn’t exactly aimless in his action, but rather thoughtfully considering the challenge that faced him. Nibbling on the tip of a mechanical pencil in one moment, rubbing his fingers against his chin thoughtfully the next.

He could plainly see the power held by each ruler, their strength of will seemingly etched into the canvases that bore their likenesses, from the first that was known as succubi and incubi through to the pair who brought into this world a monarch who wasn’t anything like them—nor would she ever want to be. He paused at the empty place which had been carved out upon the beginning of her Realm, considering the window across the way which bore sunlight to bathe the spot in warmth. Recalling the other artists, their own passions directing them to the creations they had brought, he found himself troubled at the task that lay before him, and his own past reminded him of that time.

It all began with a knock at his door. It had been an interruption—somewhat troubling as he’d been in the midst of a session, his subject posed across the way from him. “Excuse me, I’ll be right back.”

Her response was an arched eyebrow and a smile which, as a whole, should have told him that something was going on. She always did seem to know. Angels where like that, especially this one.

Opening the oak door, the figure that had called to his attention was cloaked in black, his chin the only part of his features that escaped the cloak around him: ‘Good afternoon.”

He nodded. He knew this man well, having dealt with him in the past, or rather having made deals with him to both of their benefits, among others: “Legion, what brings you here?”

Lips on the edge of shadow twitched in reply: “I would ask … for a favour.”

This surprised him; an indulgence needed was a rare thing: “What is the favour?”

The request found him travelling to a place called The Realm and encountering for the first time someone he knew well, but had only known through his art. A woman he well knew, one who loved his talent, calling him her most favourite of artists. A source of many pieces of art that bore seduction and fantasy, but at the same time, he knew very well that her wish was to inspire him, to offer her thoughts and support. But she’d never asked of him something like the one called Legion asked of him, and, when she found out what brought him to her Realm, the answer was what he had expected from her: a demurring comment about how such a thing was not needed, that she was sure he had better things to do.

It turned out that, while the Queen of the Realm was set in her ways, not wanting to be a bother, she really could not overcome his own desire to see that the favour asked of him came to fruition. After all, that alcove was bare, and, if he was honest with himself, discovering that such a thing had never been made pushed on him, favour or not. Still looking at the space waiting for him, the sound of heels clicking on the floor announced her arrival long enough that he was able to turn his pad to a new page and begin sketching.

The wild mane of ebon hair was striking, of course—a reflection of her personality, the heat of her love, the wild passions of her being. If not the most difficult thing to draw, nonetheless, the unkempt mane was, in a way, as much of a trademark as her so-green eyes, red horns and tail. A flash of red marked the long jacket that flowed around her form, her cleavage held in the bandeau top of legends, her slim black pants and ankle boots completing her look.

This was Tera, the Queen of the Realm being herself. Not the Queen, not a being of love or lust, passion or desire, but simply a woman—if “simply” could ever be applied to her—making her way towards someone she cared about. He noted, pencil still filling in the art on the page, that her attention was focused on him and not the art around her. As she came to stand with him, arching an eyebrow, he continued sketching as they spoke.

She sipped her Diet Coke: “Anything that’s useful?”

Tapping the nub against the page he explained: “I can see what I’m not going to do.”

Setting the can onto the window sill beside them, Tera asked: “How so, Jorge?”

Looking at the Queen, whether she liked that moniker or not, in the light of the window, his answer was telling: “This isn’t about you being a warrior, even if the idea of drawing you in a chainmail bikini is very tempting.”

The smirk of a Queen is quite an experience: “You know, I think there’s one somewhere.”

Putting the last line of his sketch down, the sketchbook was closed and he considered her: “But that’s not you, is it, Tera?” Her reply was a tilt of her head downwards before waiting for him to continue. “Have you ever noticed that all of the art here shows the protectors of this Realm? They are in battle, or seated on thrones, in the midst of overcoming some kind of threat.”

“That is … part of things, isn’t it?”

“Yes, a part, but there’s more. I’ve also noticed that their companions, or lovers, or Eternals are beside them and not with them.”

The look of surprise that she gave made him smile now. She’d never noticed.

Taking the moment into his hands, the pencil went behind one ear and he brushed his right hand over her red sleeve: “You aren’t like them, Tera. For that matter, you’ll never be like them. You care, your passion is in seeing that dreams come true. You don’t ask for anything, I know that, but this is something that’s not about the Queen. It’s not about the King, either.”

“So what is it about, then?”

Footfalls began to sound in the hallway as a door opened. They were clearly that of a man. He knew who it was; she just knew.

He soon came into view, a hand brushing through his short brown hair, warm green eyes regarding his Eternal and a man he respected not just for his talent, but more so for being someone that they thought of as family. The red of his tail and horns matched her own, the red shirt and black dress pants being about as dressed up as anyone would really see him much of the time. He was the King of the Realm, though, like his Eternal, he was far happier with being called by his own name.

The artist nodded: “Good to see you, Keith.”

“Hello, Jorge. Has she been good?”

Tera’s pout was in jest: “When am I not good?”

His reply was meant to tease: “You want me to list them all?”

She winked: “It’s simply a question of good at what.”

The artist watched as two lovers—two Eternals before all else—embraced each other, their tails twining. How to put that passion onto canvas? How to express the love shared, the hopes held, the look that said they were in love … eternally.

Musing out loud he wondered: “Eternal …”

Still holding her Eternal’s hand, Tera’s attention was drawn towards his thoughts: “Eternal?”

Keith smiled: “Eternal.”

He nodded: “Eternal.”

He’d found over the years that the subjects of his art didn’t really enjoy being posed. There were the complaints about this clothing choice or that they couldn’t hold their place much longer, wanting a break, a pause in the moment of art, a delay in creating the art that came from his fingers.

The place was simple to find: the balcony where Tera and Keith had first been seen together by the Realm, not as monarchs, but as lovers, eternally. The blue skies and glowing clouds that bracketed the pose were simple, but reflected the eternal boundless breath of their passion. They’d wanted to look casual, suggesting that what they wore wouldn’t matter, not really. His reply that he wasn’t going to made Tera pout and Keith just shake his head. But his idea, and what that would look like, silenced any question about it.

He’d gathered his materials and settled in at the aisle, pencil in hand, ready to create. In the moment between him checking his paints and looking back to the window, the scene had changed. He drew in the moment, committing it to his thoughts, the only one to see this moment, to know the passion, the love, the need that the two shared.

“Hold still.”

She was every bit the Eternal flame of passion, but that wasn’t what mattered. Her gaze was into his eyes, her hands clasped behind his collar. His own where placed on her waist, as if they were in the midst of their eternal dance. Their bodies melded together, lips almost touching, but there was something far more present.

Two long red tails arced in the foreground, the tips entwined, making the shape of a heart. The world around them didn’t matter, the time spent in being posed didn’t matter. Only one thing did and the artist knew this well.

He couldn’t help but smile when Tera replied: “Take your time” … and chuckled when Keith added: “We have all the time in Eternity.”

Sometime later, a figure draped in black appeared in the Palace hall that held art of the guardians of the Realm. He passed by the rulers of old, the moments of the past, towards a new work, recently installed, and the artist regarding his work. He approached the artist, pausing beside him. The portrait bathed in light which only bore a small part of the passions his friends had. A portrait of two Eternals together, tails entwined, and always so.

The artist wondered: “I’m still not sure I managed what you wanted.”

Legion smiled: “I am … eternally … sure.”

Mar 24 2018

An interesting Vimeo Succubus 3D video, but I want the figurine

Some of the videos I find are those that leave me wanting something. In this video I really don’t care for the music, but I really do like the succubus character… and I really want a figurine of her…

In case you cannot see this video on the Tale, please try this link.

I’m kind of expecting the video to vanish at some point because of the music used, so, in the event that happens, here’s a screenshot of the succubus herself who I think is wonderfully smexy…

Succubus MMD by DancerintheDArk

Succubus MMD by DancerintheDArk

I adore her overall look from her ponytail to the lovely shiny purple stockings. Now, as I have said, I don’t really care about the music very much, but there’s just something about this succubus character that I really like.

While I know there isn’t a figurine of her, I’d love to have one in my collection but that isn’t likely to happen. Still, there’s a certain artist I know who might just be able to use her as the basis of one of the characters of the Realm…

And I really want to see how that unfolds.

Nonetheless, she’s a wonderfully sexy succubus, the ponytail, outfit and all just looks really right and I can’t help but smile looking at her. There’s a story here somewhere and I really do need to figure that out sometime…