Succubus survival

"Toggled options," Yasha read as she looked through the list. Some options were self-explanatory, like horns and prehensile tail, but others were not so forthcoming.

RACE:

SUCCUBUS

BODY:

HORNS

PREHENSILE TAIL

RED SKIN

YOUNG ADULT

PHEROMONES

MAGIC

EROMANCY

RESISTANCES:

MUNDANE WEAPONS: Major

MUNDANE FIRE: Legendary

MAGICAL FIRE: Moderate

Yasha hadn't really noticed before, but all her wrinkles were gone. Not only that, but her breasts were nice and perky. She turned around to examine her ass, and it was back to the firm spankable behind it had been in her youth. Yasha grinned at the changes. She looked to be in her twenties. It was amazing. Her blue eyes and long blonde hair had stayed the same. She was still herself, only in demon form. Would she age normally? Or would she stay like this forever? Demons were usually long-lived, right? Yasha began to grow excited as she thought of all the things she could change about herself when the toggled option under body caught her attention.

PHEROMONES:

You smell good. Your body emits pheromones, any mortal who gets close enough to smell you will be subtly dispositioned favorably towards you. Prolonged exposure will have an aphrodisiac effect.

Yasha didn't know how she felt about that one. On the one hand, it meant any partner she chose to bring to her bed would be enthusiastic and horny for her, but on the other, it could bring her a lot of unwanted attention. She would just have to be careful who she got close to. Eromancy might help her with that, but Yasha was no mage and knew no spells or whatever you needed to be an eromancer. All it had said was that it worked off the desire in others and in herself. She could certainly produce plenty of that. Other than that, she had no idea how it worked. Would it help disguise the fact that she was a succubus? Other than being able to make her more attractive, she wasn't sure. Did that mean she could change her whole appearance, or would it just make her tits bigger or something? Looking through the magic tab, she found three options that might help her.

ILLUSION:

Illusion magic focuses on the mind and the various ways to trick it. Similar to enchanting, but whereas that school of magic has real tangible effects, any effect caused by an illusionist is not actually real. Features spells such as invisibility, mind bolt, and charm person the illusionist has few avenues of dealing direct damage. But what need has he of barbarism when he can simply charm his way out of any situation or make himself look like a completely different person? None I say, for if an illusionist is forced to fight, then he has failed in his craft. Any damage they do deal, he has convinced his enemies to do onto themselves.

ENCHANTING:

Oh, powerful and beautiful enchantress. Bring unto me thine enemies, and I shall smite them in thy name. Such words might be spouted by any fool who has fallen under an enchantress spell. Able to imbue great boons and benefits on those she calls allies, the enchantress fights on the sidelines as she lets others do her dirty work for her. Often confused for illusion magic enchanting is less subtle, able to put her enemies to sleep, charm roots to entangle them and make them dull of mind. Enchantresses often find a comfortable living imbuing weapons with powerful elements or making strange artifacts with innumerable purposes.

FLESH:

Shapeshifters, skinwalkers, werewolves. Mages with the knowledge of how to shape flesh are often mistaken by the ignorant for such vile monsters. Nothing could be further from the truth. Possessing excellent knowledge about the body and its humors, flesh mages make for great doctors and healers. Able to shape flesh like it were clay, they can stop bleeding and close wounds in seconds, help set bones by manipulating the tissues around the fracture and draw out fluids foreign to the body. Flesh mages don't just make great healers, but they are a foe to be reckoned with on the battlefield. They can enhance their strength, stop an enemy in their tracks and even make them fall on their sword or turn it on their allies.

Yasha was beginning to suspect that three completely different people wrote these descriptions. Whoever had written the one for flesh magic sounded like a naive young fool trying to downplay the dangers of their profession. Nothing negative was said about it, but Yasha found it completely reasonable to compare them to skinwalkers. Enchanting had been written by a man, definitely a man, and the one for illusion sounded way too overconfident.

Enchanting was out to begin with. Although it sounded like a great way to make a living, it mentioned nothing about being able to disguise herself. It sounded more like as an enchantress, you messed with people's heads to get them to like you, and while illusion sounded similar, it at least seemed to have a way for her to change her appearance. Besides, eromancy already had the whole influencing people's minds thing down pat already. Flesh magic might be an option, but it sounded very messy, and Yasha was no doctor. She knew very little about the human body and its makeup. Plus, if it was a cost, the number beside it was very expensive, sitting at a whopping five hundred compared to illusion's measly fifty. Did that mean flesh magic was very powerful, or that she had no affinity for it? Enchanting was similarly cheap as was elemental fire magic, both of which had been mentioned in the description of the succubus along with illusion.

Yasha instinctively shied away from picking fire magic. She might need a way to defend herself, but fire seemed a one-sided option. If she ever were to be attacked, her only option would be to literally burn her enemy alive, and you had to be a special kind of crazy to be able to stomach that. There had to be more versatile options, but they were all so expensive. Yasha liked illusion magic's nonconfrontational style, but if that failed, then what would she do? Her mind suddenly turned to Kalvin. He would have no problem picking some of the more distasteful options. What had he said there at the end? That he needed to kill them for their souls. It sounded like the ravings of a crazy person, but with all this madness around her, maybe it was not so crazy.

Did that mean he was responsible for sending her here? For making her a succubus? Was he a demon in disguise or possessed by one? Now that Yasha thought back on it, Kalvin had acted very strangely on the night of her death, even for him. He had seemed so confused there for a while after Tanya had thrown the lamp in his face like he had suddenly woken up from a dream and wondered where he was. Whatever it meant, Yasha didn't like it. Kalvin had failed in killing his intended targets, but he had still managed to snag two souls. Hers and his own, surely that meant he would be in a similar situation like this. Presented with his own menu and turned into a succubus. It sent a shiver down Yasha's spine. The thought that she might be sent to the same world as that idiot was not a pleasant one. She had assumed that her new world would be some mystical fantasy land filled with elves and dwarves and such, but other than all the fantastical options, she had no real way of confirming that. Maybe she was going back to regular old earth. Someone like Kalvin could wreak some real havoc with any one of these abilities at his fingertips.

Stealing her resolve, Yasha picked illusion magic just to see if she could, but an error message appeared, and a window popped up with her points displayed on it. It was a big fat cero. Yasha should have expected that, but then how did she have so many options already selected? Had whoever sent her here spent her points already and stopped when they ran out? That was kind of shitty, but maybe she could make more. That was what this video game type stuff was all about, wasn't it? To gain points so you could get a high score? Yasha wasn't terribly familiar with the concept, but she had watched her cousins play when she was little, and she had plenty of boyfriends who were obsessed with the things. She couldn't help but absorb some of the knowledge. How would she gain points as a succubus? She went through all the options again, and there was a way to get more points, to her delight.

Her breasts were increased from a perky C cup to the largest option available, a G cup, giving her ten points. She had no idea why increasing her breast size would give her points, but she would take it. Maybe it had something to do with making her a better succubus or something. Yasha watched in excitement as her breasts ballooned out from her chest until they were larger than her head. They were perfect, gravity-defying teardrops that stood out proudly on her chest. She could even feel how her back muscles strengthened to support the new weights. She had always wanted bigger breasts but hadn't thought of the downsides. Back pain wouldn't be a problem now that the menus had taken care of it. Her nipples were turned into puffy, eraser-sized nubs that pointed slightly upwards for five points. She turned them pink for an extra five points and increased their sensitivity for ten points. Yasha pinched them in curiosity and moaned in delight at the pleasurable sensation. She could feel how the little nubs hardened between her fingers, and her tail swished restlessly behind her.

She had already gathered thirty points with her breasts alone, but a new option caught her eye. She could make herself produce milk for twenty-five points, it would put her above the fifty point limit that she needed to buy illusion magic, but she still hesitated. Did she really want to make herself leak everywhere she went? In the end, she shrugged. She needed all the points she could get if she wanted to be the best succubus she could be and to contend with Kalvin if she ever ran into him again. Yasha selected the option and groaned as an almost painful tingling sensation flowed through her breasts. It was over quickly, and she neither felt nor could see anything different.

After that, you could say she went a little crazy. Her ass got a similar treatment to her tits, turning it into a large bubble butt giving her ten points. Her hips widened, and her legs thickened as they grew longer for fifteen points. Slapping and spanking her ass would now feel good, as Yasha found as she turned to slap her ass in the mirror, watching it wobble enticingly as a mix of pleasure and pain made her pussy throb in need. That gave her another twenty-five points, bringing her up to a hundred and five points. Her tongue was lengthened, and her lips thickened for ten points. Yasha said goodbye to her gag reflex for yet another twenty-five points for a total of a hundred and thirty points.

She found many options she would like to buy but couldn't afford yet. Darkvision would cost her fifty points, easy periods, and being able to pick if she got pregnant would cost her a hundred points each, but maybe eromancy could take care of it. Giving her a pair of wings was exorbitantly expensive at a whole seven-hundred points. At that price, Yasha didn't know if it was worth it. Along with a bunch of quality of life choices. Looking in the mirror, she found that she liked how she looked now. Despite the horns and tail, no man would be able to resist her. But she wasn't done yet.

Yasha's pussy and anus got custom makeovers. Removing all hair for a start, only leaving a little strip above her pussy in the shape of a heart, and making both holes able to stretch to accommodate any penetration. They would shrink back again to their original size keeping her tight forever. She gave both orifices internal muscles that were able to give a warm welcome to anyone who wanted to fuck her, amounting to thirty-five points added to her total. Her labia turned puffy and slightly parted and inviting, with a protruding clitoris sitting above like a little pearl giving her ten points. She made her sexual fluids delicious, including her breast milk, making them into an aphrodisiac for twenty points. The ring of muscle around her anus was strengthened, able to cling to any invader with a vice grip for ten points. Her libido was increased to near nymphomaniac levels for thirty-five points. Finally, she made herself more sensitive down there, able to orgasm easily and multiple times for ten points.

Yasha paused in her spending spree when she got to the tab involving her sexuality. It looked like she could have changed her gender if being a female hadn't already been selected for her, but changing her sex to a man wasn't the only option. There was something called a futanari with the sexual organs of both a male and a female. It revolted her at first. It still looked like a woman, but with a penis and balls blocking the view of her vagina. But then it got her thinking, having a dick would give her a lot more options to feed. Not that she wanted one. Carrying that rod around all day would be awfully inconvenient, and with her new and improved libido, it would be constantly hard. Maybe it was something eromancy could help with, bringing it out when she needed it. In either case, feeding on only half the population seemed wasteful. What if there were no men around? She might get stuck in a church or something surrounded by a bunch of nuns. What would she do then?

Looking through the options, Yasha soon found a menu that would let her change just her sexuality. Turning gay or straight was relatively cheap, but turning herself bi-sexual would give her fifty points. So the menu or whoever ran it seemed to agree that it was a good option for her to take. Yasha had never been attracted to women, but as she picked the option, she found herself gaining a whole new appreciation for the female form. She grew horny just looking at herself, and she stared as a clear trail of pussy juice trickled down her perfect thighs. She almost wanted to sit down so she could play with herself then and there, but she restrained herself. Her tail thrashed angrily behind her as she denied herself, but Yasha ignored it, and with a force of will, she managed to still her tail. She had enough points for now, so she decided to spend them to see how much she would have left.

Illusion magic was picked first, Yasha seeing it as the most important thing. Then came the necessities. She bought a bunch of equipment she thought she might need if she was dropped in the middle of nowhere, including a backpack, a filled waterskin, multiple changes of clothing, comfortable underwear for her new assets, a week's worth of rations, flint and steel, a survival knife, and a tent and sleeping bag. All of it combined brought her down to a hundred points, and Yasha paused, thinking if there was something more she might need. She had been unprepared when the war started, simply grabbing what she could carry and the clothes on her back before fleeing. She would never be caught out like that again. All of it might be useless in the end if she appeared in the middle of a city, for example, but then she would have bigger things to worry about than simply surviving.

Darkvision was bought for fifty points, a bit expensive, but Yasha thought it was worth it, seeing as she would never have to stumble around in the dark again for the rest of her life. She spent the remainder of her points on small quality of life changes. She would never have to pretend to like the taste of semen again. Now all sexual fluids tasted great to her, costing her ten points. She became more athletic, watching as faint abs appeared on her stomach and her arms and legs grew more toned for twenty points. She made herself immune to disease, both sexually transmitted and otherwise, for the last thirty points. Yasha so wanted to buy easy periods and never have to deal with such crap again, and the wings called out to her, but she needed a bunch of points if she was going to afford all that. The menus responded to her thoughts and brought up a list of options that would give her the most points.

Yasha went all out and picked three glittering golden rings that appeared pierced through her nipples and clitoral hood without causing her any pain. They were worth a hundred points each, and Yasha smiled as she admired the new decorations drawing the eye to her tits and pussy. A strange tattoo appeared on her body for two hundred points. It seemed to crawl and shift over her skin. She could control how it appeared with a thought, and she giggled as she had it write I like big cock over her pussy with a little arrow pointing down to her wet sex. She changed it to display a bunch of flowers for now, but it would be fun to play with later. Her last investment was called the butt plug of submission, and as soon as she picked it and it appeared it was like invisible hands grabbed her and forced her to bend over. Yasha struggled at first, but the hands were like soft iron, and they handled her naked body expertly.

"What the hell," she said as she stilled. She looked down between her legs to see the plug hovering there, poised below her pussy. It was pure black and as big as two of her fists put together. Yasha bit her lip as she wondered if she could take the whole thing, and as if that was permission enough, Yasha gasped as the cold metal of the butt plug was pushed against her pussy. It felt so gods damn good to have someone else or something else other than herself touch her, and Yasha decided to stop struggling and play along. After all, she had brought the damn thing so she would have used it on herself. This was more exciting anyway, and she moaned as the plug rolled where it sat against her labia, gathering as much of her juices as it could.

She rocked against it but groaned in frustration as it was taken away. She had been so close, but her excitement grew as she turned her head to see the plug hovering above her asshole. A sudden slap resounded against Yasha's right ass cheek that nearly made her come then and there. It felt so good, and she got a sense from, somewhere, of an order being given. Was it the butt plug? Whatever it was, Yasha obeyed. The force holding her down let her move her hands back so she could pull her cheeks apart, exposing her enhanced rosebud. The butt plug touched her anus and was pushed forward with slow but insistent pressure. It felt strange at first to have something so big pushed inside her, but that changed as soon as she relaxed. Yasha moaned as the plug slowly but surely entered her. Pleasure turned to acute pain as the broadest part entered, but it soon passed as the plug quickly was sucked into her. It vibrated as if to reward her, and Yasha came violently as she collapsed to the floor. Released from the plug's hold, she squirted her juices everywhere.

Yasha lay there panting for a moment as the orgasm faded before she clambered to her feet again. She was a mess, with drops of her juices running down her body and frazzled hair, but she still looked good basking in that post-orgasm glow. She admired the little plug peeking out between her ass cheeks. It had a pink jeweled heart set in the tapered end sticking out of her. Her ass was so big that it was hard to see, but she imagined you could get a glimpse of it from time to time if you walked behind her. Yasha was oddly proud of herself for having been able to take such a large object and left it inside her. It felt good there, wiggling around as she moved, making her feel pleasantly filled. She almost forgot to check her points she was so pleased, but the last three options had given her seven hundred points to spend.

It would allow her to buy the wings and nothing else, but then she wouldn't be able to buy the easy periods, and she didn't think a fantasy world would have any good contraceptives. She also hadn't picked any offensive options yet. She had her knife, but that was it. She still found elemental fire magic distasteful, but it was her cheapest option, and yet she would still be unable to get wings after picking it. In the end, it was her resolve to become a better person that decided it for her. Wings would allow her to avoid fighting, but fire would force her to. And she had freaking eromancy, she would just have to come up with her own contraceptive methods, and it could probably help with her periods as well. What was a little pain compared to the ability to fly? She had exhausted all ways to make points. After picking this, there was no going back. She clicked the option and stared as big red batwings grew from her back. Along with them came the knowledge that she could dismiss them with a gesture. She did so a couple of times, watching as they disappeared and appeared.