Sam found himself standing in front of The Manhatten Youth Center for Viral Mutation Reorientation, or as most people referred to it: Monster Boot Camp. His father had of course gone to the adult camp, so he'd be on his own here for a week as he slowly turned into...into a slut. He'd been reading up on succubi and the first confirmed human to become one on the bus ride over. What had disturbed him the most was that Mary Brown had been a prude, a religious zealot, and an academic before she'd turned into a succubus, but post-transformation she'd totally abandoned both her former religion and her prestigious career in academia to become the world's favorite up and coming porn star. If the virus could change a person that much, could it change even a male like him? He'd pulled up a porn video of Mary, or Candi White, as she was now known, on his phone, and as he watched her guzzling cum he was too consumed by dread to feel any arousal. Would that be him next week? Looking down at his body he still looked like a teenage boy, but he thought he looked just a tad leaner, and was his hair a little longer? Then he realized that his nipples felt extra sensitive against his shirt, and he almost broke down in tears. NO! He was a man, at least for now, and dammit he'd go out like one.
"Oh, THERE you are!" Came a bubbly voice, and to his shock, he saw none other than Mary/Candi herself waving to him. Using her succubus wings she fluttered over across the pavilion. It was freezing cold, but she wore only a light, form-fitting sweater and tight leggings. Her curvaceous figure was easy to imagine between the tight clothing and the fact that he'd just been watching it naked on his phone. That fact made him blush in discomfort, but mostly he was confused. Why was she here? Then she engulfed him in a full-body hug, pressing her massive breasts into him without an ounce of shame and wrapping her spade-tail around his leg. Now that she was in close range, her succubus hormones and magic went to work on him in earnest, making her every motion seem sexier, her words drip like liquid silk from her mouth, and her most casual touch seem like an erotic caress. The full-body hug? It basically felt like sex, and he achieved the fastest throbbing erection of his life...which she noticed when it began poking into her.
At the poking feeling at her belly she giggled. "Oh my, still man enough, I see!" She squeezed him a little closer for a moment, then relented and stepped back.
"You ARE Sam Turner, right?" She asked.
"Um...uh...Yeah." He said with a nod, more than a little flustered by the raw sex appeal of the redheaded bombshell before him. "Are you...uh...Mary Brown?"
"Please, call me Candi, dear."
"um...yeah." He said with a blush as he thought again of the porn video.
She smirked, apparently having put two and two together. "Oh, a fan of my work, maybe? Well I *do* love to meet a fan."
He blushed all the harder, before trying to change the subject. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I heard a couple of people were being turned into succubi, so I volunteered to come help mentor!" She said with a bright smile. "The Center really helped me. I might have killed myself if they hadn't been there to help me through my change, so now it's my turn to give a little back."
"You've got to be kidding me..." Sam said, trying not to groan. Under normal circumstances, he might love meeting perhaps the world's hottest woman, but he didn't think she would make his change any easier...
"Oh don't look so down, dearie!" she said. "Tell you what, I bet I can think of something we could do that would put a big ole smile on that face. Shall we have, say, a little intimate going away party for your manhood?" She winked and licked her lips as she looked down at his bulge.