Aug 14 2013

It’s a Wig, it isn’t for Succubi though

Sometimes, just sometimes, you need a wig to make a costume work exactly right. I admit that, occasionally, I wear a flame red wig to play as Tail… And sometimes I do look at other wigs and think about them as being, perhaps, Tail-like…

This one, isn’t.

Devil Wig

Obviously, this is called a Devil Wig, but to be clear, all that comes in the package is the red wig with the horns and nothing else in the image as shown here.

If you really, really want this, it can be found all over the web for as little as $10 US…

I find it hard to separate the wig from the rest of the costume the model is wearing. Now, as an overall look, I don’t care for it at all,  she just looks so over the top to be ridiculous honestly.

Still, I have to and… well, just looking at the wig, the mess that the hairstyle is, the lousy horns…

It really doesn’t make all that much difference I think.

I know, and have found, a lot of other wigs that look so much better than this one is. And those have better horns, or no horns, or a more realistic look to them which is what I would be looking for in the first place.

I believe that this is mainly for a caricature of a Devil Girl and not, like I would like, a seductive Succubi…

There isn’t a way to improve this I think and honestly I would not spend the money on it in the first place, regardless of how inexpensive it was.

There have been a lot of zeros this year, and this is another one…

Zero pitchforks out of five.

There are so many wigs that are better than this…

Trust me.



Aug 13 2013

Desires 90

And… they move over the edge towards….


Desires – Beginnings

By BStyles and Tera S

Part Twenty-Six


Tera smiled as Martin’s body reacted to her touch. In a soft voice she said, “Angels and wishes and hopes and dreams…. You are more than that Martin…. Always so…” His touch over her rear… The caress of his fingers along her sides…. Then that moment when he cupped her breasts… So much pleasure…. So wonderful….

Then that embrace. That one moment when she knew that she was safe in his arms. But it was more than that. Martin knew. That one spot to kiss her on her horns. She almost melted away in his arms from the pleasure that coursed from her horns, through her nipples and into her hot wet sex. She opened her mouth to gasp and then found his lips waiting for her… Wanting her… Needing her for that moment…

When the burst of light came she knew it was right…. That this could happen.. That she could give to him and receive from him without fear for him. She drew herself and then looked into his eyes as the kiss broke….

She whispered, “Let me lay in the bed Martin… Let me lay there and let you touch me where you wish… Let me welcome you…. Let me hold you within me and around me for the pleasures that you offer and that I wish to share….”

Tera moved towards the bed, still in his wonderful embrace. Then her legs bumped against the sheets and she slipped out of his arms to sit on the edge of the bed. With a slight moan she took her hands and gently fondled his cock before she leaned closer to it and slowly extended her tongue.

She breathed out slightly and then licked across the tip making it wet and shiny. Then her lips drew closer to his head. She paused a moment and then sucked it into her mouth, her lips gently rubbing against the sensitive skin below the head, her tongue slowly swirling around his cock in her mouth…


Everything and more…




Aug 12 2013

Sunset by TeraS

Another short little thing this week … It may not be what you expected, or what I expected, but it is where the muses led me … I might have something more expected for you next week … but … we shall see …




By TeraS


She sits on the cliffs overlooking the Lake of Fire. Watching the waves roll in from far away, breaking upon the sandy beaches where the Succubi and Incubi play as they do. She smiles, she always smiles, when she sees a pair—or three, or more—go off and be together to share the coming moment among themselves or, perhaps, to explore an aspect of their lives and loves before returning to the whole to watch what is to come. She sits there, her knees drawn to her chest, her chin resting upon them as she watches the scene below, content in the knowledge that she had made the right choice so long ago, knowing that her choice had made the lives of many what they were at that  moment.

Every so often, a citizen of the Realm passes by, traveling the well-known path that leads to the beach, asking her if everything is alright. She, of course, replies that she is fine, and that they should be hurrying along to join with the others.

But the thing is, she makes no move of her own to leave her place there, on the cliffs, and simply watches the sun drift lower towards the horizon. After a time, the sun seems to touch its form to the waters. There is a moment when the light touches the deep darkness of the Lake and for an instant it appears that the sun has entwined itself with the water. That is the moment she waits for: to see, if only for a split second, the colours, the fires, the richness of the moment that appears to her senses; to have that experience; to see what she had been told of so long ago.

When that moment happens for her, it has not quite happened to those on the beach below. But they sense, as the shadows change colour, as the light changes colour, as the world seems to become sharper in texture to them, that the moment is coming soon.

But still she waits there, upon the cliffs, not moving, still waiting. She thinks about the day that has passed, the future that is to be. She thinks about her family, every single one of them, and wishes they were there to share the moment to be. As the light dims around her, the shadows lengthen and there is a melancholy in the air that touches her skin. It comes with a little voice in her mind that she hears from time to time, the voice that reminds her of all of the things she didn’t do that day. It reminds her of those she has disappointed, or whom she believes she has. It tells her that another sunset has come and with it she has lost something precious she will never have again. Time.

A sigh escapes her—just a small one. She is so very hard on herself and is so every moment of her existence. As the sun drops further now, almost halfway vanished into the Lake, there is a moment when rays of light streak into the sky and arch over her. The melancholy is pushed away, replaced by the reminder of what she had accomplished that day. She remembers the moments, the smiles, the happiness. She recalls the sharing of a cookie, a giggle, a feeling. She takes a breath and blows it out past her lips, taking that last bit of melancholy out of her chest and sending it into the shadows. She smiles, finally … just a little bit.

The moment is soon to arrive for all of the Realm, but not there yet; they are still waiting. Once, she wondered if there would be someone for her to share there moments with, if she would be alone for always.

The truth is one that makes her smile a little larger.

There is the sound of footsteps behind her and she is not afraid. She stands, brushes the sand from herself and then simply offers her hand to the one who joins her. She feels a hand take her own, but she does not look at her companion nor speak. She simply squeezes her hand, slightly, and leads them both down the path to where the others have started the bonfires and are laughing and being together.

The sun is now immersed into the Lake as darkness falls around them all, but they are not afraid. They have seen the darkness and the light and know them both for what they are. She leads the way to one of the fires, where a place is set for her. She releases the hand and sits there beside the fire, snuggling up against its owner. To those around her, the truth of this moment is clear. There are in the light of the fire: not one, not two, but many souls there with her—the ones she has touched, the ones that have touched her; her family; the ones that she thinks about every moment of her life. They all sit by the fire with her, some physically—all her daughters and sons—and some in spirit, there around those of the Realm.

She is not alone, not ever so. They are quiet in anticipation for the moment that comes when she closes her eyes, sinks deeper into her snuggle with her Eternal, smiles a subtle, coy smile, and says …

… “Let me tell you a story …”

And Tera does.

Aug 11 2013

A Review of Lilith by Parker Heimann

Lilith by Parker Heimann

Lilith by Parker Heimann

Lilith is, of course, a prime subject for authors that write about Succubi…. and I understand why that is. What I don’t quite understand is why the being she is must be hidden beneath layers of darkness and horror. It’s more frustrating when she appears to be a very interesting character and then just… isn’t.

  • Title: Lilith
  • Author: Parker Heimann
  • Publishing Date: November 3, 2012
  • Length: 10 Pages
  • This work at

The story is of:

When Harold visits a bar downtown looking for his brother, he ends up with more that he bargained for. Living a lustless marriage, he then meets Lilith near closing time at the bar. Harold is fascinated with this beautiful women that seems welcoming to his stares. Lilith offers Harold a night not to forget. It is hard to resist when she is so beautiful and welcoming. He has never felt this way before, and he may never feel this way again…ever!

The thing about this story is that, regretfully, there is a layer to it that is hinted at, but is enveloped within a rather, at least to me, expected story. By that I mean man meets Lilith, Lilith entraps man, destroys him, laughs and carries on.

That does not interest me. I’ve read this story before with many variations in it, but it is the same three parts to the story and not a lot else. There is one redeeming quality to this story and that occurs at the end of the story.

I won’t go into details about what that is, but this one part of the story revealed something that I didn’t expect in it. The problem with that is the story comes to an end just as the realization of what the story’s characters are, and who they are, and more importantly where they are.

It made me pause and reflect on the story as a whole and then… it ended.

Which brings me to the cost of this work and the length of it. Again this is a very, very short work. A story of three acts, not much more than ten pages in length. I’m sorry but the author could have continued this story further as they hinted to at the end of the third chapter and that continuation I believe would be very interesting. The story could be triple the length it is, it could have been more than it is… but it isn’t.

Turning to Lilith herself, she is more entrapment than seduction, more evil and horror than anything else. This is a theme that seems to attract writers to her for various reasons, but it is not a good reflection on Lilith herself. She is so much more than just these facets that authors place upon her and someday I’d like to see that be the core of a story with her in it. It might even make for a far better story overall…

One final point. The cover here reminds me of another work that I reviewed on the Tale some time ago which you can find here. It is not the same image of course, but it seems to be from the same series of images. That bothers me and it has in other works as well because it just makes me feel like not a lot of thought went into the cover which, sometimes, means that not a lot of thought or effort went into the work itself.

In this case, there is a good deal of work placed into the underlying story, the characters have their merits, and at the end of the story there is more than is wanted to know. But it is much too short, too brief and that’s a shame…

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

Too short… again. But most of all, hinting at a layer of the story which is a fascinating thought and then not going anywhere with the concept? That’s disappointing… Perhaps the story will continue… Perhaps not…

That’s the real shame here.



Aug 10 2013

A Morrigan Darkstalkers Speed Drawing on YouTube

For this week’s YouTube, I am going to share an artwork in progress video, and it is, interestingly enough, not just of Morrigan Aensland, but also of a work that was, some time ago, a Succubi Image of the Week too…

And if you can’t see it on the Tale:

As well, here is a small version of the completed art:

Morrigan by XAnimaetalX

And, lastly, a link to the completed work on DeviantArt too…

I’ve said it before, but, her expression is wonderful, both in her sexuality, but also the mischievousness that lurks underneath the surface too…

I do however wish that this artist would create more works of Morrigan… Mebby someday they will…



Aug 09 2013

A Review of Succubus Dreams by Kaylee Fox

Succubus Dreams by Kaylee Fox

Succubus Dreams by Kaylee Fox

What are dreams made of? Some say that dreams are wishes or hopes from within that we never quite hold in the real world… Dreams are, when you think about it, an integral part of the Succubi in all of their forms. What is a more thoughtful concern is; what if that dream is more than a dream? What if it is the means to change a life, heal a soul, and in the end, allow someone to find closure when they never could before?

What if. What if you found you were the means to that end? What if you had no choice in answering the call? What if you knew what you had to do, had the power to just make it happen? Would you do so or would you actually do something good?

It is, in the end, something that can bring about something wonderful… if you try…


The work tells of:

After a lifetime of dangerous sex with strangers, Madison finally takes one risk too many and meets her demise. Upon waking she finds that she is in Purgatory and is now a succubus – a supernatural being that knows and fulfills your every desire.

Sean is a frustrated artist who shies away from the public eye. Enter Madison who must use her sexual charms to penetrate his stony exterior by any means necessary.

Can she use her powers to awaken the hidden sexual desires within Sean?

Madison is a self absorbed woman who really doesn’t care much about anything or anyone save her own gratification. And she does so up until things go very wrong and she finds herself in the presence of a Succubus Queen. Madison learns that her past has set her upon a future that she didn’t expect and that means…. she is now a Succubus. But what does that mean? How does she handle it? And what happens when she discovers what it truly means to be a Succubus? She learns that her own needs aren’t what matters any more, but the souls she touches are. Life lesson number one, you aren’t the most important thing in the universe Madison.

I think the first thing I have to say is that I didn’t like Madison at the beginning of the story. Her attitude, her style, everything that she was rubbed me the wrong way. Now, to be clear, that was before she… well… let’s call it turned a corner when she met the Succubus Queen Catalyna, but I’ll get back to her a little later. Madison’s attitude gets an adjustment, a really needed one and that was the point at which I found that I started to like her more. She isn’t perfect, but then she really isn’t perfect in a lot of ways that she discovers through her lessons with Catalyna, meeting Sean, and finding her way through what becomes the first time she touches another soul and learns about their needs. Life lesson number two, there is always someone that can teach you a think or two.

It’s actually an interesting moment when she realizes that she cannot do what she wants to, or could do in controlling or forcing Sean to do or be what she knows he wants to be. That brings me to Sean. From the moment we meet him in the story there is something that haunts him and continues to do so. What I liked was that the answer to that mystery doesn’t come until the very end of the story… and it’s perfect. There are possibilities and hints but nothing really specific which draws out the reveal really well. There is a lovely bit of closure in his life that makes the story before much more than a simple piece of erotica. It brings up a question that is haunting in many ways. Life lesson number three, we are our own worst enemies in the worst possible ways.

Catalyna is… well, she’s interesting as a Succubus Queen. I did rather enjoy her teaching Madison how to use her powers. More so how much control that Catalyna had over those in her domain and how simply pleased she is to teach the ways of the Succubi to those around her. I’ve always liked Succubi to be strong, imaginative characters and she has quite the imagination. Her world, the world she calls Purgatory really seems not to be quite that way, more of a place where some are given a chance to find themselves one way or the other.

Lovely heat in the story, the scenes between Sean and Madison are very hot and when she becomes a bit more dominant and Sean’s world begins to change, then things become a bit wild and forceful in nature. That’s not a bad thing, it’s an interesting reflection upon the beginning of the story I thought as a whole and what happens in Purgatory to Madison when she is in Catalyna’s hands.

There are a few minor spelling and grammar mistakes in the story which thankfully did not take away from the tale as a whole. Sean was wonderful as a character as was Madison when she turned herself around at  Catalyna’s hands, and Catalyna herself is someone that I would have liked to know more about for a lot of reasons.

As well, their universe, their so called Purgatory, is a very tempting place for stories to be told and hope that some might appear sometime there as well. As for Madison herself the work ends on a lovely scene that for some readers will be very familiar if you were a child of the 80s or watched one specific television program then.

A really neat story to start a series, which I hope the author does continue sometime, and I think that Madison will have all sorts of moments to discover not just what others need, but who she is as well… After all it is not the climax that makes a story but the anticipation of it…

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

Lovely heat, an interesting view of Succubi that I found fascinating, and a story that in the end was something more than I had expected from the beginning. I think one more pass for editing would help a smidge and otherwise I would have liked the moments between Madison and Sean, the ones where she asks questions of him, to be a bit longer.

I do need to add my thanks to Kaylee for sharing an earlier version of this story with me and allowing me to comment on things… I do hope that she continues Madison’s story… I will be watching…



Aug 08 2013

Succubi Image of the Week 292

Something very different this week as the Succubi of the Week. It’s not often that Morrigan Aensland is seen as being more dark in form. I found a piece of art that does, I think, reveal something of a side of her that isn’t seen often…

Morrigan by BaderBadruddin

by BaderBadruddin

This work is titled Morrigan and is by an artist on DeviantArt named BaderBadruddin. You can find the original page with this work here and this artist’s page on DeviantArt here.

While this is a darker, more moody creation of Morrigan, the thing of it is that there are hints of her darker side here and there I think fairly often. It’s not a bad thing, quite the contrary and it gives her personality something more than it would have otherwise.

Drawing out that part of her and yet still have who she is, how she presents herself be core to her I think is a very difficult thing to do without straying off into directions that harm her as a whole.

In this work there is the danger within her brought to the fore and while that is there, and is a warning, her other aspects still draw you towards her…

Lovely, passionate, and a side of Morrigan not seen often.

Please do visit the artist’s pages and see more of their art…