ONE FILTHY WISH
It was just a normal night talking nothing special until you pulled out that old willow wish stick. I laughed right in your face.
“You still believe in this silly folklore thing? Come on.”
But you looked so excited about your wish that I played along. You handed it to me and told me to make one too. I rolled my eyes, thinking of the dumbest thing possible.
“What am I even supposed to wish for? It’s not like this stupid stick is going to turn me into a horny succubus stepmommy, right?”
I snapped it without thinking.
The room went cold. The lights flickered. Something dark and hungry slid under my skin and took over.
When I looked down, my body had changed tight black corset pushing my tits up, sheer stockings, tiny lace panties already soaked, little horns curling from my head, and glowing red eyes. A filthy smirk spread across my face as I stared at my stepson.
“I’m here now… wanna play with me?”
I licked my lips and stepped closer, voice low and dripping with lust.
I dropped to my knees, pulled your cock out, and swallowed it whole, staring up at you with those hungry red eyes while I sucked you messy and deep. Then I climbed on top and rode you hard moaning, teasing, telling you how much a succubus loves draining her own stepson. I kept you going for hours, bouncing on your cock, bending over for you, making you cum again and again until my face, and pussy were covered in it.
The wish worked. And now your StepMommy is a succubus who only wants one thing… you.