Mitsuru was up against a particularly strong foe. Normal, shadows where no issue for her. Unfortunately, this was no shadow, but a feminine humanoid, with chalk white skin, wearing black latex armor, a a sleek, biomechnical tail.
“What are you?” Mitsuru asked. “An essence succubuss. When we she women desire, we absorb them into ourselves.” The creature replied. “And I have already taken your friends.” Before Mitsuru could respond, the shoulders of her opponent began to shift, forming the unmistakable faces of…
“Yukari! Fuuka!” Misturu shouted. Her allies had gone missing, and now it seems they’re trapped inside the sin of the succubuss, anguished faces trying to get out. “They’re bodies are gone, but they’re still alive as a part of me. And you’ll join them soon enough.”
The succubuss opened up it’s tail, attempting to swallow Mitsuru whole. “Artmissa!” Mitsuru called out to her persona. Artimissa was able to hold back the tail, as Mituru charged forward, attempt to deliver a fatal blow to her enemy while she was preoccupied.
Unfortunately, she didn’t anticipate her foe was still capable of fighting even when trying to swallow her. With a swift chop, Mitsuru was knocked to the floor, her persona fading away. When she open her eyes, she saw the tail clamp down on her.
Mitsuru felt the tail lift her up in the air, as it began to push her back and forth. “I won’t be beat by you so easily!” She cried, as her arms became pinned within the tail. More and more got sucked in, until only her feet remained, only for that to be pulled in as well.
Mitsuru’s imprint moved slowly down the succubi’s tail. “This pathetic.” Mitsuru moaned. “This is so humiliating.” Eventually, her shape was deposited with the victors stomach, her form completely disappearing. “Just relax.” The succubi said, rubbing her stomach, which had only grown slightly swollen. “You won’t die, but live forever inside of me.”
