Embrace the darkness
Chapter 1
Lilly, the naive little girl, sits in a wooden chair, naked before her desk. Completely unaware of the consequences of her actions, that she is about to embark. Her pale skin shines under the soft glow of the desk lamp, a stark contrast to the darkness that looms around her. With a twisted smile on her face, she contemplates the ritual, her mind clouded with delusions of power and control. Little does she know, this decision will lead her down a path of darkness and destruction. But hey, who am I to stop her from making such a foolish choice? After all, misery loves company.
At the tender age of ….., she is an enigma shrouded in mystery. Her hair, a waterfall of golden silk, cascades straight down her back, gently swaying with her every move. It frames her delicate face, drawing attention to her eyes – a blend of hazel and blue, sparkling with secrets yet untold. Her eyes are the most striking feature – they are large and expressive, a color that holds the intensity that belies her age, reflecting the depth of her desperation to be noticed. She is petite, her skinny small frame not built for athletic pursuits. Yet, there’s an otherworldly grace to her movements, as if every step she takes is part of a dance only she can hear. Her skin is fair, almost translucent under certain lights, adding to her ethereal persona. Lilly’s attire often mirrors her innocence and curiosity. She prefers clothes that are simple yet elegant. Her favorite dress is a white frock adorned with tiny blue flowers that match the color of her eyes. A small silver locket often graces her neck, a gift from her grandmother that she holds dear. The locket opens to reveal an intricate symbol that Lilly finds fascinating.
Despite being extremely shy and socially awkward, Lilly wishes to draw people in. To have them swoon over her. She craves people to want and to desire her, however her fear of interactions with people causes her to hide and speak in a low mumbled tone. She often finds herself lost in crowds, preferring the company of her books over people. Her social interactions are limited and she tends to stutter when nervous. No one takes the time to know her, and be rewarded with a glimpse into a world that is as fascinating as it is mysterious. Her presence is like a quiet melody that she wishes would stealthily capture the heart. However you can’t help it to ignore this young girl who seems to exist in a world woven in neglect.
Lilly, has been drawn to the allure of succubi for several reasons. Succubi are often depicted as powerful beings who can influence others. Lilly, who often feels overlooked and ignored, yearns for the ability to draw people in and hold their attention. She wishes to be desired and admired, not just for her physical appearance but also for her unique personality and interests. They typically are portrayed as confident and self-assured. Lilly, who struggles with social interactions and often stutters when nervous, desires this confidence. She hopes that by embodying the traits of a succubus, she can overcome her social anxiety and express herself more freely. The occult has always fascinated Lilly, and succubi are steeped in mystique and intrigue. Their existence straddles the line between the mystical and the mundane, much like Lilly herself. She is drawn to their enigmatic nature and hopes to understand them better. Succubi are free from societal norms and expectations. Lilly, who often feels constrained by her shyness and social awkwardness, longs for this freedom. She wishes to break free from her inhibitions and live life on her own terms.
Lilly’s fascination with succubi began when she discovered an old, dusty book in her grandmother’s attic. The book, titled “Mysteries of the Occult,” was a collection of stories and legends about various supernatural beings. It was hidden away in a forgotten corner, covered in a layer of dust that spoke of its age and disuse. One rainy afternoon, when the pitter-patter of raindrops on the roof echoed through the silent house, Lilly found herself exploring the attic. Her curiosity piqued by the sight of the old book, she wiped away the dust and opened it, revealing pages yellowed with age. The book was filled with intricate illustrations and stories about creatures from folklore and mythology.
As she flipped through the pages, one particular illustration caught her eye. A beautiful woman with wings, surrounded by an aura of power and mystery. The caption read “Succubus.” Intrigued, Lilly began to read the accompanying story. It spoke of succubi as powerful and alluring beings who could influence. The story resonated with Lilly. She saw in succubi what she yearned for. She was fascinated by their existence. From that day forward, Lilly found herself drawn to the allure of succubi. She would spend hours reading and re-reading the story, each time discovering something new that deepened her fascination. The more she read about succubi, the more she saw them as a symbol of what she could become, confident, and desired.
And so began Lilly’s journey into the world of the occult, guided by an old book discovered in her grandmother’s attic. A journey that would lead her to explore her own potential and confront her fears. A journey that would forever change her life.
In the quiet solitude of her room, under the soft glow of her desk lamp, Lilly prepares for the ritual. She places the mirror, the beeswax candle, and a small silver knife on her desk. Her heart pounds in her chest as she pricks her finger with the knife, letting a single drop of blood fall onto the mirror. With a deep breath, she lights the candle and begins to chant the incantation she had found in her book. The words feel strange on her tongue, ancient and powerful. As she speaks, she feels a chill run down her spine. The air in the room grows heavy, and she can sense a presence forming.
Suddenly, a figure materializes in front of her. It’s a succubus – terrifying yet beautiful. She appears as a mature woman in her late 20s, with long, flowing hair that shimmers like liquid obsidian under the dim light. Her eyes are a captivating shade of emerald green, glowing with an otherworldly light. Her skin is flawless, pale as moonlight, contrasting sharply with the dark demonic ruins that clings to her naked curvaceous figure.
Lilly’s reaction to the succubus is a mixture of fear and fascination. As the terrifying yet beautiful figure materializes in front of her, Lilly’s heart races with a combination of excitement and trepidation. She can feel the aura of power emanating from the succubus, and it silences and stuns her. At first, Lilly’s body freezes, paralyzed by the overwhelming presence before her. Her eyes widen in awe and fear as she takes in the succubus’s striking features that both enthrall and frighten Lilly.
As the succubus approaches her, Lilly’s breath catches in her throat. She is torn between the desire to run away and the curiosity that has fueled her journey into the occult. Part of her wants to escape the unknown, to retreat to the safety of her books and the familiar solitude of her room. But another part, the part that yearns for confidence and liberation, is drawn to the succubus like a moth to a flame.
“Who dares to summon me?” the succubus asks, her voice echoing around the room.
In that moment, Lilly makes a choice. With a trembling voice, she musters the courage to speak to the succubus. Her words may be hesitant and filled with nervousness, but they carry a determination to confront her fears and embrace the unknown. Lilly’s reaction to the succubus is a pivotal moment in her journey, one that will shape her path and reveal the true depths of her character.
“I-I do,” Lilly stammers, struggling to maintain eye contact. “I wish to have your power.”
The succubus studies Lilly for a moment before responding. “Interesting… it’s usually men who summon us, hoping to gain power or satisfy their sexual desires. But a young girl… that’s new. And quite intriguing.”
“I… I want to connect with others,” Lilly replies. “I want to be noticed… to be liked… to be like you.”
The succubus laughs softly, a sound that is a little unnerving. “Very well,” she says. “But remember, every gift comes with a price.”
“I understand,” Lilly responds, determination shining in her eyes.
In truth Lilly did not understand what she had just done. The succubus gives Lilly a long look before continuing. “Then let’s begin your transformation. You will learn to wield your allure like a weapon, drawing others in without even trying. But be warned – this power can be overwhelming. It can consume you if you’re not careful.”
With that ominous warning hanging in the air, the succubus disappears, leaving Lilly alone in her room once again. But something has changed – she can feel it. A new power courses through her veins, filling her with a sense of dread, excitement, and arousal.
Oh, how delightful! Lilly, the naive little girl, is left alone in her room, consumed by this strange awakend feel, that is slowly building up from inside. The succubus has awakened something within her, a desire that cannot be quenched. With a wicked smile on her face, Lilly embraces her newfound power, reveling in the darkness that surrounds her. With trembling hands, Lilly’s fingers caress the contours of her own body, tracing a path of forbidden pleasure. They glide along her supple skin, leaving a trail of desire in their wake. Her hands explore every inch, from the buds of her nipples to the softness between her thighs. She revels in the sensations, finding solace in the darkness that has consumed her. The touch of her fingertips sends shockwaves across her skin, igniting a fire that burns with sinful intensity. Lilly loses herself in the depths of her own desires, succumbing to the lust that now defines her existence. Oh, the depths of pleasure she discovers as she surrenders to her darkest impulses.
She hesitantly reaches between her thighs, her fingers trembling with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. With a gasp, she feels the heat and wetness that has awoken within her. Her innocent touch becomes more daring as she explores the folds of her femininity, her fingers delving deeper into the depths of her desire. A moan escapes her lips as she discovers the pleasure that lies within herself for the first time. Her body trembles with each stroke, building a crescendo of ecstasy that threatens to consume her. Waves of pleasure crash over her like a tempest, her breathing quickens, and her heart races in a symphony of twisted delight. Finally, with a shuddering release, she experiences the climax that sends her spiraling into a world of lustful completion. She slumps in her chair exhausted, a puddle at her feet, realizing now she had just wet herself.
Lilly’s eyes start to become heavy, but she is shockingly awoken by a voice in her head.
“Oh, how I love to corrupt innocent minds!” the succubus’s sudden voice causes Lilly to jump to her feet.
” Let me enlighten you, Lilly, on the depths of the act you have just performed. You have tasted the forbidden fruit of self-pleasure, exploring the folds of your femininity in a dance of desire. The touch of your fingertips, the gasps of pleasure, and the trembling of your body are all signs of a journey into carnal ecstasy.”
Frightened, Lilly scans her room. Darkness shrouding every corner.
“You have experienced the intoxicating waves of pleasure, building higher and higher until you could no longer resist the tempest within. Your climax, that shuddering release, marked the pinnacle of your sinful indulgence. In that moment, you surrendered completely to your darkest desires, reveling in a world of an orgasm.”
Lilly flees to her bed that is against the wall. She sits in a ball trembling, her face hiding in against her knees.
With a much softer tone, like if the succubus is whispering in her ear. The voice of the succubus begins to console Lilly. “Now, my dear Lilly, you must understand that this act is just the beginning. It is a mere taste of the power that lies within you. As a succubus, your allure will grow, your ability to draw others in will strengthen, and your cravings for pleasure will become insatiable. Embrace your newfound power, for it will guide you on a path of your wildest dreams.”
Lilly begins to cry.
“My dear Lilly, every gift comes with a price. The more you indulge in your desires, the more you will be consumed by them. This path is not for the faint of heart, as it can lead to your own downfall. This is the price you have to pay now, for the power you seek.”
Exhaustion will eventually put Lilly to sleep.
“Don’t you worry MY Lilly, I will train you.”