Careful What You Wish For (Patreon)

“Ugh… Fuck… My head...” Alex groaned. She felt a throbbing pain at her temple, like that of a terrible, terrible hangover. Slowly, she started to open her eyes. Her vision was blurry for the first couple of seconds, but it cleared up after she blinked a few times.

She wasn’t in her bed, she wasn’t lying down, nor did she have any clothes on. The feeling of gravity tugging her bodyweight wasn’t the most pleasant thing to wake up to. Looking up, she saw her arms above her head and her wrists tied to what looked and felt like a wooden post.

Startled, Alex jolted her body forward, causing the post to creak just slightly, her hands fumbled as much as they could, only wiggling a few inches before the rope that held them back was stretched out to its limit. “What the fuck?” she struggled, desperately trying to kick herself free. It was then when she realized that her ankles were bound to the post, too. She looked down to see that she was nude and that there was blood red writing on her chest and her midriff. Some sort of rune and an upside-down cross. It smelled metallic, like iron, like blood. She went wide-eyed and began to wiggle almost violently.

“Help! Someone help me!” The tigress screamed for help, but there wasn’t anyone around to answer. There wasn’t anyone around at all. It took a moment for Alex to realize that she couldn’t see very much around her, she could see two feet of the floor around her and that was it. The floor had a red glow, and some thick and darker red lines drawn on the floor.

Panicking, Alex looked around frantically. The lines drawn on the floor looked suspiciously like they were drawn with blood. The different shapes and symbols were something straight out of a horror flick. Alex’s heart was pounding, and she continued to scream, shout, and wiggle, in hopes that she could break herself free from whatever this was she had gotten herself into.

As she panicked, she saw a silhouette in the distance and shouted even louder. “Help! Please! Someone help me!”

The silhouette stood still after Alex pleaded for help.

“Please, get me down from here…” Alex’s voice became shaky as she was about to burst into tears with fear.

The shadow turned around and began to walk in Alex’s direction. Alex smiled and stopped her struggle for the most part. “Thank god, thank you, I just woke up here, I don’t know how I got up here or where I am.”

Then the silhouette stopped again, just shy of the glowing red floor where the light and the shadows met.  

“God?” a feminine voice came out from the dark.

Alex recognized the voice, it sounded familiar, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Then there was a chuckle, followed by an elongated sigh. “Oh, poor girl, there is no god here.”

The silhouette stepped out from the dark, one fishnet-stocking-clad foot first, then the other. The red glow slowly pulling back the curtains on who it was. Muted yellow fur, with white in the middle, brown hair, black ears, and piercings. Horns from her head, wings from her back, and an alluring yellow glow in her eyes. She chuckled as she stepped forward and closer to the tied-up tigress.

Alex gritted her teeth as she listened to the puma, convinced that this was all part of a cruel Halloween joke.

“Oh ha-ha, Dusty, very funny. That’s a nice succubus costume, but can you get me down, please? My wrists are starting to hurt.”

Dusty, the puma Alex had just met not too long ago at this Halloween party at a bar. Alex went up to her and complimented her on her costume, and things went on from there. Alex didn’t have much to do on Halloween night, so she went to the bar alone, she figured that this puma lady with the insanely good costume who sat alone in a booth would appreciate some company. She had no idea that she was this committed to the whole succubus outfit thing.

“Costume? This is no costume, little Miss Marx,” Dusty chuckled as she stepped even closer to Alex. Her eyes locked to the tigress’ green ones.

Alex rolled her eyes, having stopped her struggle to get free of the ropes now that she knew this was all just a prank. “Yes, a costume, what you have on right now,” she sighed. “And where are my clothes? I was kind of thinking we’d get to know each other some more before you saw me naked...” She chuckled and looked down at her naked self.

Dusty chuckled again, this time shaking her head as she did so. “Heh, this isn’t a costume, Alex, I’m actually a succubus.”

Alex stared at Dusty for a whole five seconds, making sure she didn’t miss Dusty winking at her or waggling her eyebrows to signify that she should play along with the joke. After five seconds passed, Alex burst out into snorting laughter.

“Ahahahahahahaaa!”

Dusty’s expression was unphased by Alex’s laughter and remained unchanged.

Alex’s laughter slowly died down, like a balloon leaking its air. “Hahaaaahaaa…” When she noticed the look on Dusty’s face was the same, she coughed and wiped away the goofy smile on her face. “Oh, you’re serious about that.”

Dusty grinned wide and nodded slowly, taking one more step towards Alex and bringing their bodies just mere inches from being pressed together.

“Then can you tell me uh….” Alex paused awkwardly, gesturing her hands here and there as she spoke, even as they were tied above her head. “Why you have me tied up? I thought succubi just have sex with people?”

Dusty brought an arm and curled it around the small of Alex’s back, her digits just softly digging into her waist. The fishnet gloves that covered her arms, brushing up against the fur of the tigress’ back. Alex was smiling now, a little touchy-feely wasn’t bad at all. This had the potential to turn really kinky, maybe she just needed to play along?

“Well, Alex, you told me at the bar, that you wanted to be a succubus… And I’m here to grant you your wish.” Dusty purred, her wings fluttering behind her and causing Alex to go wide-eyed at them.

The tiger’s expression changed from smile to a look of pure concern. She didn’t know whether Dusty was fucking with her or not, and she did not like that.

“Are you fucking with me? I meant that I wanted to be one for Halloween.” Alex asked with a shaky voice.

Dusty put her other hand on her hip, her digits soaked in the same deep crimson as what was drawn on her. Bloody fingers. “Now why would I be doing that?” Dusty tilted her head to the side and smiled. Her smile slowly widened as she looked at Alex. Dusty could tell what Alex’s real desires were.

The succubus let her mouth fall agape just enough, and let her long tongue slither out from her mouth. It dipped down at first, before rising back up in a sort of curve to flicker right on Alex’s right cheek and drag down in a long lick. “I know what you really want, Alex…” Dusty whispered, her voice soft and silky smooth, that same voice that she heard when she talked to her at the bar. Seductress.

“I know you want to be powerful, strong, get anything you want… I can give you that, if you become, like me.”

Alex went silent, her green eyes still locked to the succubus’ alluring yellow glow.

“Still think I’m fucking with you?” Dusty raised a brow, tongue still out of her mouth.

Alex snarled at Dusty and shook herself in an attempt to get out of those ropes.

“A-a-a! It’s worse if you struggle.” Dusty brought her blood covered finger up and wiggled it in front of the tiger, smiled, licked Alex on the cheek with her impressively long tongue again and gave her a soft squeeze on the hip.

Alex stopped wiggling, but still gritted her teeth at Dusty.

She wanted it; she just didn’t want to admit it.

Content with Alex no longer attempting to escape, Dusty purred and coiled her tail around her own leg. “Good girl, it’ll only hurt a little,” 

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Art by Jailbird 

Dusty by Baldrek