Late to the Party: Newfound Needs - TG Caption

Original art by YUNIIHO! This cap is part of a collaboration with CaptionCutie! You can read their part here!Late to the Party: Newfound Needs

Tina Spectre’s Halloween parties had become something of a local legend where Art lived. Nobody really knew who she was, where she came from, or how she had such a large and expensive venue every year despite those two things, but nobody really cared either. If they were allowed to go, well, they went. It wasn’t the type of opportunity that you said no to, and so when Art got a letter in his mailbox, written on yellowing paper, inviting him to participate that year? He of course had every intention to. The invitation said that everything would be prepared in advance for “their guests,” so as odd as it was, he decided to take their word on it and arrive empty-handed and ready with nothing but himself and his readiness for a good time.

That night, Art lay face-first in his bed wondering what the night after would be like. Rumor had it that there was a lot of exciting degenerate behavior that cropped up as the night went on. The type of stuff that could completely change you… or that was what he had been told. Regardless, such high praise, with such mysticism around it was really exciting. And so, with thoughts of lovely ladies and the stifling pleasure of sex on his mind as he drifted to sleep, in the early stages of a dreamlike stupor, a stinging sensation pierced his lower back, and Art completely fell asleep.

When he woke up, Art found that it was a lot colder than he would expect the mornings to be. One look down revealed that it was a combination of his clothes fitting much more loosely than he remembered, and them being soaked in sweat. Whatever he dreamt of the night before, it clearly had gotten to him. As he stood up, his clothes practically slid right off of him, with only something just above his tailbone to give any resistance. In the mirror stood a woman, well, mostly a woman. Because what stood out even more than Art’s newfound luscious body, was the wings and tail sprouting from her back. Blue shoulder-length hair, a firm breast, and a tight waist, with wings and a tail… A tight, sexy outfit that wasn’t much more than a series of straps to keep his assets in place and leggings and gloves that stuck tight to his skin, highlighting how dainty his new body was, Art was a textbook succubus, really. Lascivious would be an understatement, he was as alluring as a woman could be! Art fell backward onto his bed and thought about what he had done the night before… he didn’t do anything special, he just read his invitation and went to bed not long after… he drifted away and felt a stinging sensation… was this what they meant by not needing to prepare himself? Was this all a part of Tina Spectre’s party?! There was only one way to find out… but it would be a while before the time came to arrive at Tina Spectre’s house. While waiting Art explored some part of her newfound form. Moving her tail felt as natural as using her other limbs, and the upkeep of her appearance felt just as natural. Normally she would feel incredibly embarrassed wearing something like she was right now, but for whatever reason, the brisk feeling of the fall air felt incredibly freeing on her skin, so she never made an attempt to cover herself up. She saw it fit to maybe… study succubus mannerisms. And of course, the only place one could even study such a thing was in wildly sexual material. As Art’s eyes were glued to the screen, watching a woman just like her milking a series of men dry, ruthlessly and elegantly, pleasuring her unstoppable lust… Art found herself with a wellspring of lust coming up from inside of herself as well, she imagined herself doing the same as a sigil glowed and showed itself just above her genitalia without her knowledge, leading up to the end of the day.

Originally, Art was going to drive to the party, but she found that even being grounded was somewhat uncomfortable, she would rather hover just above it, so it would make sense that she could just fly the whole way there, besides, she was hardly holding herself together. Either Tina was going to fix her, or offer an alternative… and Art was finding that one was much more appealing than the other. As she swooped down threw an open window, what could only be Tina Spectre stood at the top of the stairs to greet her.

“Oh! The succubus is here, good. Some of our more… ravenous guests were getting impatient. Nobody but you could satisfy them.” Tina had been expecting Art? Regardless, being thrown into the deep end… Art should be concerned, but her one-track mind only found itself incredibly excited. She just barely squeaked out what she had to say without just pouncing on one of the guests right then and there.

“O-oh! It’s a pleasure! Well, show me the way.” A crowd of men and women of varying sizes were scattered throughout the house, Tina showed Art to a group of large men and busty women stood there having drinks in one of the corners of her mansion’s ballroom floor. None of them made any effort to hide their thoughts as they looked over at Art.

“Well, this is Aliya. If any of you want to be sucked dry of all of your semen or worked down to the bone until you pass out from pleasure, she’s your girl! Go as crazy as you want with her, she wouldn’t want anything less. But be sure to keep her intact… she’s one of my finer girls, and I’m going to need her next year.”