Customer at work just clocked me based on the curvature of my horns. Fuck my stupid demonic life
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Customer at work just clocked me based on the curvature of my horns. Fuck my stupid demonic life
Falling
being an angel tempted by a demon. She says if you do something for her she will leave you alone, you agree to get her out of your hair she suggests some highly sinful and improper act, you protest of course and she makes it slightly less sinful, you still protest and she lessens it a little more each time you protest it becomes less heinous until eventually she just asks for a simple kiss, tired of dealing with her you agree and she smiles a little wider than you'd like considering what you talked her down from she leans in, still smiling as she captures your lips in a kiss, more dominant and with tongue, but not the worst as she pulls away something feels wrong, you're suddenly burning up, barely suppressing a whimper as your eyes dilate, she giggles and it's like honey to your ears, you would do anything to hear it again, as she goes to pull away you grab her, holding her tight, she raises an eyebrow in question as you freeze, you have no idea what to say to her and she just giggles again, your brain finally catches up with your body as you realise that she tricked you but you don't care, you want to kiss her again, even if it will just make the fuzziness worse, you need her. she speaks up again "how about we try that first thing I suggested?" she says it innocently, like she's just asking you for a favour your brain screams at you to say no, to consider the consequences, but you don't care anymore, you melt into her and nod, how could you refuse your new empress? especially when she keeps talking about how pretty your horns will be
What they don't tell you before you get TF'd is that it's a slow process and you're never really done. If you want a nice rack of horns and a big fat tail, you gotta eat enough lust energy to grow them
The thing about being TF'd into a succubus is that I actually really enjoy having a hot demon body, but that's the only part of me that anyone cares about
Just because succubi can regenerate from feeding on lust energy doesn't mean I like it when you torture me with knives during sex
As much as I love Anim TTRPGs' work on Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy, I don't want to associate Eureka's playable succubus with this blog because it's going for different themes than I am
The core of the succubus transmisogyny allegory fantasy for me is that it doesn't actually say anything about who I am as a person. The misogynist caricature of the succubus is something I am perceived to be, rather than something I am. I'm not "asking for it," but people assume I am just by existing. Like real transition, I enjoy the physical changes, and the downsides are socially imposed
Eureka succubi literally are misogynist caricatures in a way that is inherent to their being. The horror of the Eureka succubus is "What if the misogynists were right about you?" and the answer to that question is "It's still wrong to be misogynist to women even if they fulfill misogynist stereotypes." This does not apply to me because I'm not a misogynist caricature
I still like barely know tumblr but I just wanted somewhere I could like actually hornypost and talk about this stuff so I made this blog.