"Daaaaaaamn..." Roxy Weiss drawled in astonishment as she gawked at the entrance to Inferno. "This sure beats the Vodka Voodoo Bar & Grill!"
"You can say that again," Valeria nodded, taking a moment to admire the club's facade herself. The door was shaped like a leering demonic maw with horns and fangs, and the word 'Inferno' was emblazoned over it in hellish red neon letters shaped like flames.
"I don't like it," Will grumbled, crossing her arms. "This place HAS to be run by succubi! I mean, just look at it!"
"There you go playing 'monster hunter' again, big sis," Roxy said with a roll of her eyes. "For God's sake, it's just a themed nightclub! Do you also think Tarzan owns the Rainforest Cafe?!"
"Let's not fight," Valeria said, standing between the Weiss sisters. "Let's head on in and get a table."
The three girls walked up to the bouncer. "ID, please?" he asked.
Valeria whipped out her driver's license. "As you can see, I'm Valeria von Karnstein. These two are with me."
"Oh, Val!" The bouncer said, his eyes lighting up with recognition. "Any member of the von Karnstein family is welcome here, no questions asked! Same goes for their friends."
"I think I like dating a rich girl," Roxy giggled as she and Will followed Valeria into the club.
"We von Karnsteins Inferno's best customers," Valeria responded. "Stick with me and you'll be seeing a lot of this place."
"I think I'll enjoy that," Roxy said as she admired the interior of Inferno. It was sculpted to look like a subterranean cavern, complete with stalactites and stalagmites. Even the tables were mounted on faux stalagmites! Flashing lights above bathed the whole room in a hellish red glow. The dance floor was ringed by flame jets that spewed fire in time with the pounding music. Even on the other end of the room, Roxy could feel the heat from them. The all-female staff were all so gorgeous that Roxy wondered if they were retired supermodels, and every single one of them was dressed in a skimpy red devil costume.
"Trust me," said Will, "those girls are all succubi."
"Then why do they need costumes, Will?" Roxy asked accusingly.
"To make gullible people like you think they're human," Will answered.
Before the argument could escalate, a hostess approached them. "Hi, welcome to Inferno, the hottest club in Stokerville!" she said with a bright smile and a twirl of her little toy pitchfork. "I'm Sabrina, and I'll be your hostess tonight. Ah, Valeria von Karnstein! You don't need a reservation; von Karnsteins are always welcome in Inferno. Who might your two friends be?"
"My date Roxanne Weiss and her sister Wilhelmina Weiss," Valeria answered, "but you can call them Roxy and Will for short."
"Nice to meet you, Roxy and Will," Sabrina said with a seductive smile. "Please, come with me."
Sabrina led the girls through the club to a table near the dance floor. "Here we are," she said. "A bottle girl will be here soon to handle your drink orders. I hope you two have a devilishly good time!"
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Sabrina, or Sitri as she was more properly known, walked into the break room and dropped her disguise, becoming a gold-skinned succubus with curly ram-like horns, a forked tail, bat wings, feline eyes, wicked claws, and a mouth full of sharp teeth and a long forked tongue. She hastily pulled up her costume bra to give her growing tits some room.
Sitri saw Obyzouth (another succubus with orange skin and bovine horns) shifting into human form and slipping into her skimpy costume. "Hey there, Sitri!" Obyzouth said cheerfully. "Looks like a busy night tonight. Who looks the tastiest to feed from?"
"I'll show you," Sitri winked. She shifted into human form and led Obyzouth out into the main room. "I personally like the looks of that table over there," she said. She pointed at a table occupied by two copper-haired girls (one wearing her hair loose and flowing, while the other had it done up in a ponytail), along with one of the von Karnstein vampires. "Those two humans' life force smells quite scrumptious."
"I call dibs!" Obyzouth shouted.
Sitri put her hands on her hips. "A, I saw them first. B, I really don't trust you with energy harvesting, Obyzouth. I honestly don't think I've ever seen a succubus with poorer self-control than you! You take so much life force that you've caused seven hospitalizations and a death! For the love of Baphomet, even the girls who don't end up in the hospital or the morgue are woozy for hours after sex with you!"
"I'm just doing what comes naturally to a succubus," Obyzouth shrugged.
"I'd still feed in moderation if I were you," said Sitri. "Or do you actually want to piss off our boss? Didn't Delilah du Charme threaten to use the Scrolls of Imhotep to turn you into a human if you caused another incident?"
"Fine, I'll try to feed in moderation," Obyzouth grumbled. "I still want dibs on those two girls."
"I still think I have the rights to them," Sitri hissed.
Alabasandria the bartender, looking nearly unrecognizable without her deer antlers and saffron-colored skin, stepped in to break up the argument. "Girls, girls!" she said. "Why fight? I say we let the humans choose who they want... and I think I'll put myself in the running."
"I guess that's the fair thing to do," Sitri shrugged.
"Just remember, Obyzouth," said Alabasandria, "we're supposed to be human, so my name's Allison as far as those girls are concerned, Sitri's is Sabrina, and yours is Opal. No using our real, demonic names. Got it?"
"Whatever," Obyzouth sighed irritatedly.
"Also," Alabasandria added, "no using your mesmerism to make them 'consent.' You know how Delilah considers that to be date rape, and we have to play by her rules as long as she owns this place. Oh, and no dropping our human disguises and revealing our true selves until the humans are alone and away from the other guests. And..."
"I get it, I get it!" Obyzouth groaned exasperatedly. "Do this, do that, blah-blah-blah! Okay, for fuck's sake! I'll obey all of Delilah's silly little rules, but only so I don't get turned into a weak, pathetic mortal."
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Roxy saw three insanely attractive members of the devilish staff approaching her table, amorous intent in their eyes. She recognized one of them as Sabrina the hostess.
"Hi there, babe," Sabrina cooed lustfully to Roxy. "Remember me? I just couldn't get you or your sexy sister out of my head, so I convinced Opal here to let me tag along while she took your drink order. Oh, and our bartender Allison convinced me to introduce her to you."
"It's such a pleasure to meet such a pair of beauties," Allison smiled, flashing her pearly teeth at the girls.
"Great to meet you, Allison," Roxy grinned. "I'm Roxy, and this is my sister Will. Forgive her if she looks a little nervous; she doesn't usually go to places like this."
"What'll you be having?" Opal purred, running her slender fingers over her sequined red bustier as she spoke.
"Okay, what's the Devil's Blood?" asked Will.
"I think you'll like that one," said Opal. "It's a lot like a cosmo. It's a mix of black vodka, triple sec, cranberry juice, and fresh-squeezed lime juice."
"Sounds pretty good," Will said, nervously playing with her ponytail as she talked. "I'll take it." She could tell at a glance that these women were succubi in disguise.
"I'm not in the mood for a drink," Valeria said nonchalantly.
"I thought as much," Opal said, winking at Valeria as if she were in on some tremendous secret the von Karnstein girl had. "What about you, Roxy?"
"What's the Witch's Concoction?" Roxy asked.
"It's a made with gin, raspberry liquor, and champagne, and finished with a twist of lemon," Opal answered, undressing Roxy with her eyes as she talked. "You'll like it. It's super refreshing!"
"I think that's what I'll have," said Roxy.
"You know, we were wondering something," said Sabrina. "Are either of you into women? I know you probably are if you came to a place like Inferno, but we simply had to know."
"I'm pansexual," Roxy answered. "Absolutely everything's on the table! In fact, I'm here on a date with Valeria here."
"I'm generally straight, but I'm flexible enough that some girls can appeal to me," Will answered. She narrowed her eyes. "Why do you ask?" As hot as she found these three, she was almost certain that they were succubi.
"We are insanely attracted to you," Allison responded. "We were hoping you two'd take one of us somewhere private for a little roll in the hay. Interested?"
"But... I'm on a date," Roxy protested. "I can't cheat on Val right in front of her!"
"Then bring her along!" laughed Opal. "Make it a really wild night."
"This feels sketchy as fuck," Will whispered to Roxy. "I'll only do it if you do. To keep an eye on you, y'know."
"I've had about enough of your supernatural conspiracy theories, Will," Roxy angrily whispered. "You sound nearly as insane as Mom and Grandpa. They're no more demons than Val's a vampire."
"Do you honestly think this would seem any safer if they were ordinary humans?" Will whispered. "If they aren't succubi, then they probably wanna drug and rob us."
Sabrina cut in. "Well? Which one of us do you bombshells want? I promise you, we're all fabulous in bed!"