“I’m hungwy,” Marcia said. Her stomach rumbled, emphasizing her point. Lilith chuckled.
“I can tell. Don’t worry, I’ve got just what a little one like you needs.” Lilith walked over to a chair. She sat down with Marcia on her lap. Then, to Marcia’s shock, she removed her shirt. “Drink up,” Lilith said, holding Marcia to one of her bare breasts. Marcia squirmed and looked away, desperately trying to avoid breastfeeding from a succubus. “Now, now, this is perfect for someone your age. Not to mention, I don’t have anything else for you.”
“No,” Marcia whined. While Marcia’s mouth was open, Lilith quickly grabbed her head and placed her mouth directly on her nipple. Instinctively, Marcia latched on. She tried to let go, but Lilith held her in place. Marcia struggled for a little longer, but was eventually unable to resist her hunger. She began to suckle eagerly. Warm, slightly sweet milk flowed from the succubus’ breast into Marcia’s belly.
“Aw, good girl,” Lilith cooed as Marcia drank. She paused Marcia’s feeding only once, to switch breasts. Marcia latched on without prompting this time. Finally, once her stomach had been filled, she stopped. “An incredibly good girl!” Lilith carefully placed Marcia over one shoulder and burped her. “You know, I’ve been looking for a little girl like you for a while now.”
“Weawy?” Marcia asked.
“Yes.” Lilith put her shirt back on. “You see, sweetie, I’m an unfortunate case. I’m an infertile succubus. Succubi like myself are supposed to seek men so that we can use their energy to become pregnant and have a daughter.” Marcia nodded. She knew this. “But no matter how many men I consume the life force of, I have remained barren.”
“Sowwy.”
“It’s not your fault, dear. No need to apologize. Especially since you’re helping me with that.”
“What you mean?” Marcia asked. Lilith stood. She brought Marcia over to a mirror.
“Look at yourself, honey.” Marcia looked at her reflection. Her jaw dropped. She still looked like herself as a toddler, but with one major exception. At some point while she had been breastfeeding, horns had grown out of her head. The distinctive horns of a succubus.
“You- you make me-” Marcia stammered. Lilith beamed.
“That’s right! Now that you’ve drunk my milk, you’ve become a little succubus! The daughter I’ve always wanted. I’m going to raise you and take care of you and teach you how to be the best demon you can be.”
“But-”
“Once it’s done, the transformation can’t be reversed. You’re mine now, Marcia. And actually, now that you’re my daughter, you need a proper succubus name. Your name is now Elspeth. Elsie for short.”
“But-”
“It’s pretty late, Elsie. A little one like you should be in bed.” Lilith carried Marcia, now Elsie, even deeper into the cave. They came to a small nook with a bed and a crib. Lilith smiled at Elsie. “Finally, I have a little one to put in this crib. I’ve had it for years.” Lilith gently placed Elsie in the crib and tucked her in. “Sleep well, sweetie.”
Lilith blew out the candle keeping the nook alit. Lulled by the darkness, Elsie drifted off to sleep.
In the morning…