My name is Jake, I am 18 and I dated a succubus. Well, to my defense, I didn't know she was a succubus when we dated. I mean, who would have thought? She was transformed and posed very convincingly as a human girl. A very very attractive one. Of course. And she went by the name of Alice. She was fun and sexy without being too provocative. At least when she was in public. Well, she was saucy and ready to always go for fun. She never made me uncomfortable and she seemed so easy-going and funny. Then she asked if we wanted to do it. Naturally I agreed. How could I not? A girl so beautiful! So we had sex and then she giggled at the end, kissed me and I was knocked out cold. The last thing I heard was her voice, in a tone that had completely changed. "Sucker," she said.
When I came to, I was chained in a sort of cellar-like room. My feet and hands were tied, a collar tied to the wall around my neck. I screamed and at long last a person arrive. Well, person... A demon, clearly, with horns and red skin. Fat, muscular and with a whip in his hand. He looked as sour as he was ugly. He advanced upon me and I flinched but he just grabbed my jaw and examined my face, with a frown, then my entire body.
"Where's Alice? Who are you? What are you? Where am I?" I snapped.
"Alice?" he guffawed. "That name didn't exist. Neither did the girl. You were just the victim of a succubus, boy. She brought you here and sold you to me. You are in hell. The realm of demons. To stay."
"What will happen to me?" I said in utter terror.
"In short, to be enslaved and adopted," the foul creature sighed. "Demons cannot reproduce so we use humans to transform into babies and children. Of course, you'll be transformed according to what your new paying parents would like but the dark magic does not always work precisely. The effects on the mind especially. Maybe you'll get lucky. Or not. And forget things. Or not. I'll come back when the potion has been tailor-made. Enjoy your last moments as yourself. Or not. You're pathetic enough."
He finished with a sneer and left me here to reflect on my fate. This was bad. Very, very bad. Not only that succubus had played me for a fool and gotten rich off of me, but I was to get transformed into demons' idea of a perfect kid? I wasn't even sure to transform fully or to retain my memories and personality!
And now I am here, waiting for the demon slaver to return with his awful potion. I can only pray to get good parents and that they won't want me as something too far and humiliating from what I now am. How far will I transform? To what point? What do these demons want in a child anyway? What if... What if they want a girl? What if they want to raise a little succubus? How do I know how their transformation potions work? After all, how often to they bring humans here to turn into their babies? Will I be back in diapers by tomorrow? Ugh! Please not that! Will I get to keep my penis?
Hence my terror as the lock turned and creaked and the demon slaver returned with a steaming cup and a nasty grin.