Sarah blinked her sleep willed eyes to the strange red woman. Yep. I'm dreaming. She turned back over. Still dreaming... She closed her eyes drifting back to sleep. Only for a shrill sound to jerk her awake and upright. "Oh..." She groaned rubbing the sleep from her eyes before glaring at the alarm by her bed. "Stupid thing." She sighed. Though, as the night's strangeness came back to her, she eyed the corner of her room. She half expected to see the woman, to see the monster from last night. But to her relief all she spied was the corner of her room.
Sarah sighed deeply. With such vivid dreams, it was hard to know for certain if she had been dreaming. But I must've been. Red woman aren't real, and that thing... She shuddered recalling the dark form at the end of her bed. Isn't real either. She nodded in confirmation, trying to quell the slight flutter of dread in her heart. "It was just a dream." She told herself, before lashing out to the still beeping box, turning it off. "Just a dream." She smiled. Just a dream. She thought sliding out of bed to commence her morning routine.
Though she was a bit jumpy and half asleep, she eventually made it to the top of the stairs of her rented home. Though it was much too large for her all alone, the rent was cheap and it was close to the city. The only downside was the landlord. He was incredibly creepy, but with a few harsh looks he could be kept at arm's length. Not that his leering would ever stop, but she needed a roof over her head. Even if it was only as a rest stop before work.
Shaking the bad thoughts away, she spied food and coffee on the bench in the kitchen. "Oh nice." She chuckled walking down, but as she looked around for the one responsible, she came up empty. I wonder who stayed over from last night. She wondered walking up to the food. But her attention was on the coffee. Picking it up to her nose, she inhaled deeply the alluring aroma, sighing in delight. "Oh yeah... that's the stuff." She moaned softly. She couldn't image what she'd do if she had to face a Monday without coffee.
"Is it to your liking?" Someone asked.
Sarah took a sip. "Oh yeah. Perfect." She turned to the one speaking. "Thank-" she froze as she saw who it was.
With long red hair draped over her shoulders, this woman with unblemished skin, a short sharp nose and plump lips warped in a smile. Was standing not a few feet away. How she came to be there when Sarah didn't hear or see her was immaterial to the fact that this woman was completely and utterly naked. So surprised by the appearance, Sarah couldn't help but look her up and down. She was tall, a bit taller than Sarah, with a firm figure hinting at muscles. But her waist was narrow and her hips wide, giving her an hourglass figure. Not only making Sarah heavily jealous of such a figure. But the woman's tits, were quite substantial. Though they were quite large, and plump, her nipples hard and erect, they didn't look fake. Indeed it was as if this woman had won several genetic lotteries and then some.
But this didn't persuade Sarah feelings, her anger as she looked back to the woman's face. "And you are?" She grumbled. Considering how little she remembered of the night before, it was entirely possible one of her friends had invited this woman over. She didn't want to be rude. Though given the fact the woman was naked, a little rudeness was warranted.
"Don't you remember?" The Woman giggled with a voice so pleasant to the ears, and a bounce that made her tits jiggle.
"Sorry, no. Also, why are you naked?" Sarah asked keeping her mug of coffee in-between her and the woman's nude body.
"I don't have clothes." The Woman chuckled again. "Though I'm hurt." Her express dropped. "I thought I made an orgasmic introduction." She grinned licking her lips.
Sarah shifted uncomfortably. "Look I..." she trailed off as the Woman's eyes glowed red. Eyes going wide, Sarah stared at the red irises. "H-how..."
"Still don't remember?" The Woman asked. "Well... how about now?" She clicked her fingers and she changed. She grew taller still by a few inches, her hair burned and charred into being black as night. Her skin, once unblemished, erupted in patches of deep red, that spread like fire until she was covered in that inhuman colour. Her smile, that had been friendly became warped, her canines growing slightly longer as a forked tongue slipped out between those pearly whites. But as shocking as it all was, it was her eyes that terrified Sarah the most. Those burning orbs of rolling flame that brought back the past nights memories.
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Loyal Untrustworthy Demon
General FictionAfter a drunken party, Sarah finds herself the unwilling owner of a Succubus, Mizoth. Who sends Sarah's life on a dangerous and corrupting path.