Succubaby - Part 1 (Patreon)

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It was hard to decide which was the most humiliating part... Being caught having to resort to putting on make-up, or dressed like a toddler, complete with a thick diaper beneath her tights, barely hidden at all by her short skirt. As strange as it seemed, though, Jynira was pretty sure the former was the worse of the two. She'd never had to lower herself to using make-up, had never dreamed of it, and now, she wasn't sure if it would even do her any good, yet, she had to try.

Neither was good, of course... Mere days ago, she wouldn't have been able to imagine sinking to the level of either, and yet, here she was, doing both at once, and being given a look that indicated neither was going to do her much good when it came to avoiding her Mommy's hairbrush.

"Sweetie, I told you," Mommy shook her head. "That's for grown-ups, not for little girls... Didn't I ask you not to play with it? It's very expensive... And you know that outfit, and those shoes, are for special occasions, not dress-up. You're lucky you didn't get make-up all over them! You have play clothes, you know... I put you in them..."

"I'm not playing!" Jynira insisted. It certainly wasn't a game, not to her... And, apparently, not to Mommy, either, who sighed, crossing her arms and staring down at her.

"I really wish I didn't have to punish you so much," she said. "But you just refuse to listen to anything else..."

"No!" Jynira squealed as she was pulled down, yanked out of Mommy's room and into the nursery, headed straight for the rocking chair, where the dreaded hairbrush was already waiting, sitting on the end table beside it, taunting her, ready to thoroughly warm her backside.

That was, really, how it had all started... She couldn't remember for sure how it had even come up, just that she'd smirked as she listened to the story, said that she had no idea what the others were talking about. "I'd never let them smack my bottom," she'd shaken her head. "That would make them feel like they were in charge, after all..."

There was definitely no reason for that; she was, quite obviously, always the one in charge, the one with the power... Even if her partners had no idea what she really was, all they had to do was look at her, take in her stunning, breathtaking body, and they'd know they didn't really deserve to be with her, that they were lucky she was bothering to so much as look at them, let alone anything else.

Of course, as a succubus, being irresistible was hardly surprising, although Jynira was certain that, even if she were to somehow lose her powers, that would still be the case. That was why, when one of the other succubi told her, "Sometimes, that's just what you have to do," she decided to answer with, "Well, maybe YOU do."

Probably, the other had just meant for the sake of giving the stupid humans what they wanted every now and then, but it had been hard to resist the chance to needle her, to let her know she didn't hold a candle to Jynira. She'd done it plenty of times, whenever she could; this time, her target hadn't let it slide.

"Maybe you should give it a try," she'd said. "It isn't always all about you having a good time... You can let them have fun every now and then, too, you know."

Jynira had shrugged, rolling her eyes. "Why bother?" 

Bored with the conversation, she began to walk off, not even hearing, exactly, what the other succubus said, merely catching, "Selfish baby," in the middle somewhere. She hadn't realized it was a curse until later that day, after finding her next target and sneaking into the woman's house, not bothering with any unnecessary pretence, simply strolling into her bedroom, undressed, ready to go.

The woman - the one Jynira now had no choice but to call Mommy - had given her one look and sighed, a reaction Jynira had never received before. It left her off-balance for a moment, almost enough to keep her from processing her words. "How did you get out of your crib? And where are your clothes, young lady? Honestly... I told you, it's bedtime, and whether you think you need it or not, you have to wear your diaper, so Mommy doesn't have to wash your sheets every night. I've told you, time and time again... If you won't listen, I guess I'll have to resort to other measures, won't I?"