Trent had been driving drunk when he lost control of his car and hit a tree. As he lay dying, a spirit came to him and offered to help him live if he was willing to do something for her. “Anything…” he muttered. The spirit smiled and enveloped him. Trent felt his body restored, all his wounds and trauma healed, but then something else started to change… his hair grew long and golden, his muscles shrank, his waist contracted and he felt bumps grow on his chest.
Now he was a succubus who made his living off the sexual energy of men and women. He seduced them into sex and fed on their sexual energy. The only catch was that he had to let the spirit feed on the energy he had captured, leaving him just enough to be hungry for more. His days were spent wandering and seducing people for their sexual energy. The sex was amazing, though he didn’t like to admit it. He felt humiliated being a petite blonde babe, but when he was riding a cock the sexual energy transferred into him felt amazing and his orgasms exploded out of him like a burst dam.
As he sat basking in the glow of another successful capture of energy, he wondered if this life was better than being dead. Would he be a slave to having sex to live for the rest of his life? Would he grow to like the person he now was? What kind of life could he create from this new body?
