Last night, you went to bed early with a splitting headache. It was mid-afternoon when you finally woke up.
'Something feels wrong…' You pat your body down, confirming something is indeed wrong. Swollen mounds jutted from your chest as you stared in disbelief. Panicked, you quickly scramble to the mirror, wobbling as your round ass and hips throw off your center of gravity. As you're about to inspect yourself, you notice the door to your room is unlocked.
"I need to lock the door…" As you hear your new voice, you wince. You couldn't have your roommate walk in and see you like this.
As you turn to lock the door, a voice in your head tells you 'no,' and you shift focus to your self-inspection.
Your gaze meets the mirror once more, seeing the visage of a nude succubus. "Some warning would have been nice!" You angrily stomp your feet, your frustration coming across as cute pouting. What use would a warning have been? It wouldn't have stopped the change. You know it would be futile to even attempt to hide this transformation as well. You fixate on the mirror, taking in the shape of your new, womanly assets. You tremble as you squeeze one of your tits, squealing as warm tingles shoot through your chest. Simultaneously, you slide your lithe fingers between your legs, marveling at the smoothness of your flesh as it tapers between your waist. As you start to prove your new sex, Your ears twitch upon hearing the doorknob turn, your eyes wide with horror. "Get out!" You scream in desperation.
Deep down, you know it's too late. 'Why didn't I lock the damn door!'
One moment, you were standing in front of the mirror. The next, you were lunging at your roommate, knocking him onto his back. Sitting and grinding on his hips, you feel his flaccid penis wake up, rising to attention. His clothes are drenched in sweat and musk from all morning in the gym. You lean over his body, nipping with your new fangs at his neck. As you inhale, your senses are flooded by his heavenly fragrance. You can't help but marvel at his masculine shape and toned muscles.
"W-- what the hell is going on? Who are you?" He asks as his voice grows hazy, his eyes clouding.
"It's bad manners to come home in your gym clothes." Your fingers grip his shirt, ripping it off with great fervor. "Let me fix that for you." Your tongue runs over his chest, taking in his salty flavor. You notice the position you are in. Only a few layers of thin fabric keep you away from the cock you so deeply desire. You lick your parched lips, daydreaming about how his manhood would feel pulsating inside you.
He mutters in disbelief, unable to fight off your advances.
You clutch your head, feeling as though the entire room is spinning. 'I am a man; I don't want to fuck my best friend!' You desperately plea to nobody, wholly lying to yourself. You can only offer a half-hearted attempt to stop your own sexual advances. It's not fair! You didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to your manhood! When you woke up this morning, it was just gone! You tell yourself how badly you want it back. Unfortunately, instead of desiring your own cock, you only feel hunger for his salty, marinating meat. The battle for your manhood ended in defeat.
Your body moves of its own accord as you grip his shorts, ravenously ripping them away. The sight of his cock springing up, finally free from its confines, makes your vulva tremble. Unable to contain yourself, you lean forward and latch onto his turgid shaft. As your tongue laps over the throbbing erection, you can't help but thank your succubus ancestors for providing you with such a savory meal. You purr in delight, lapping the precum as it dribbles down the tip.
You press your unwitting partner onto his back, reveling in his obvious arousal. You tremble as you lower yourself and feel the head of his cock press against your folds. You feel it twitch and writhe, begging to be inside you as you ready yourself to take the plunge. You push down and let out a deep moan as you feel your pussy gradually spread open for the first time. "Aah!!" You can't help but let out a cry in sheer pleasure.
'Take his vital energy…'
Your succubus tail moves on its own accord. The long, thin appendage wraps around the base of his cock before tightening like a boa constrictor who'd just trapped her meal. Every muscle in your pussy spasms in sheer delight; as your hips bounce on his erection, you fondle your bouncing tits. Upon pinching your nipples, shocks of bliss wash through your chest and coalesce with the wellspring of lusty need between your legs.
Your hips quiver as you come down for the final time, causing you both to orgasm. You feel the stick semen shooting from his dick, filling you with his life energy.
Some say flowers that bloom later are the most beautiful.