Trisha Hall was a young college student and freshman in the sorority Beta Phi
Beta Phi was known as having the hottest, and sexiest girls on campus. Cheerleaders, rich girls, etc.
Most girls who went to Beta Phi usually ended up the trophy wife or girlfriend of some rich or successful guy in one of the Fraternities on campus.
Trisha however was none of that…
Barely 5 feet tall and not evening weighing 100lbs. Trisha looked more like a skinny little twig than the typical girl at Beta Phi. She had short brown hair, wore glasses, had short nails, no real curves to speak of. Barely filled out her A-cup bra.
Trisha only got accepted in Beta because of her grades. Being a straight A student since middle school Beta had a minimum GPA requirement to meet in order to keep their sorority, so every now and then they let someone like Trisha in to raise their overall average.
Trisha new she didn’t really belong here. She was teased daily, told she looked more like a prepubescent boy than a woman. Mocked for being a virgin with no boyfriend.
Trisha still put up with all this because graduation with Beta Phi on her record would open up all sorts of new opportunities for her.
One day Trisha was out with her sorority sisters shopping at a local flea market when Bianca, the head queen bee of their group, handed her an ugly black statue. It looked like a demon or something.
“What I thought it was like your ancestor or something?” She said with a laugh.
“Haha….” Trisha said with a sarcastic laugh. She didn’t even want to be here but social outings were required to maintain membership.
Trisha tried to throw the statue away but she suddenly cut herself on one of the its sharp claws….
“Ouch…” She said dropping it as the statue fell from her hand and suddenly shattered on the ground into a thousand pieces…
In that moment Trisha’s mind seemed to fade away….
She was standing in darkness which suddenly lit up with fire all around her…
Frozen in fear Trisha could only stare as from the fire and darkness and figure emerged.
The figure took a shape of a woman…a naked woman walking right toward her she was the sexiest woman Trisha had ever seen…
The woman was a demon of some kind. Her deep red skin seemed to almost glow. Her long silk like jet back hair cascaded down her back all the way to her ankles.
Her fingernails were long and sharp black claws as were toenails. She walked upright on the balls of her feet like she in an invisible pair of high heels.
Her figure was a perfect hourglass shape. She an amazing heart shaped ass with perfect curves, long shapely legs, a toned stomach.
She had two large perky beautiful shaped breasts. they were incredibly large but had zero sag and fit her body wonderfully. Her face was luscious and seductive.
Two curves horns framed her face and a long spaded tail extended from her spine…
It was like she was an avatar of lust…sexuality given form…
The demon woman walked right up to Trisha and suddenly placed a kiss upon her lips…
Trisha couldn’t move as she just stood there…The demon pulled back and slowly whispered into her ear…
“Succubus be thy name…” She said as everything suddenly faded away.
Trisha blinked and she was suddenly back where she was before. Looking at the broken statue on the ground. Strangely the cut on her hand had already healed…but the scar was still there.
“Oops…you broke it.” Bianca said with a laugh as the girls all moved on.
“Was that a dream? It felt so real?” Trisha thought as she shook her head and moved on.