You’ve seen her, you’ve felt her in your dreams. She comes to you in the depths of your sleep and once she has you, there is no escape.

Your ship has crashed on this barren lifeless planet. There is no escape — your propellent system is permanently destroyed. There’s only one choice: set out and explore, try to find life, shelter, food, water. Hours turn to days. You still have some food back at the ship and soon you’ll hit the point of no return. Almost time to head back and look in another direction. But then, you round a corner and see…an incredible sight.

Civilization! At last. You strike out, with renewed hope and vigor. But then, things get weird…

Ancient carvings of demons and warrior women. What nature of place is this? With trepidation, you approach the drawbridge to the rough-hewn stone castle. A few lights burn in high windows. Rain pelts upon your hungry form. A bolt of lighting illuminates your path.

And then, someone, some thing, approaches. A ghostly figure materializes out of the fog.

You suck in a breath. Your eyes are deceiving you. A…woman, if you can call her that. Stunningly beautiful and sexy. And yet, she’s like no woman you’ve ever seen. She has an almost…angelic appearance. You marvel at her form, her long lean legs, her tiny wasp-like waist, her full round breasts. And that face. The face of an angel. Have you landed in heaven? Except that this angel, in addition to her lovely wings, has a pair of long pointed horns on her head. And a tail. And brilliant fiery red eyes.

“Welcome”, she smiles. “You have traveled a very long way. You must be hungry. And you’re so cold and wet! Please come inside and my friend Selina will look after you.”

Your passage through the enormous stone castle is long and winding. Selina hands you off along the way to other angels, who smile with delight and lead you into the castle depths.

You meet other angels along the way. Many are completely naked. They show no embarrassment at all in their nudity. Many come in pairs and these creatures eye you with great interest. You notice that many of them drool. “Don’t mind them,” your guide says. “They’re just curious.”

The angels are very friendly and they all seem to want to touch you. All look down at the growing bulge in your pants. All smile and a few lick their lips…

At last your journey through the imposing castle is at an end. Your guide leads you into the great hall. Your eyes feast on the sight of scores of beauteous women, all in attendance. But two have a special place of importance. They whisper to each other, stealing glances at your form as they speak. You can’t help but think they’re deciding your fate. 

But no…that is a task only for the Queen – an angel (?) of awesome beauty and poise.

“Escort him to the Bedchamber of Tartoros,” she commanded. A titter of joyful whispers filled the massive room. “See that he is well prepared for what awaits him.” What could that possibly mean?

You cry out. “Your majesty. Please tell me: Where am I? Who are you?”

The Queen turns to glare into your face. “We are the Succubi of planet Subus. Our mission is to bring doom to all men. Woe to the man who wanders into our clutches. Now take him to the bedchamber and do what you will with him.”

As you are led to the bedchamber, several Succubi stop at the entrance to take in your form. Many lick their lips and smile.

Inside, the sexiest, most beautiful females you have ever set eyes on join you and test out the bed…

Several Succubi enter the chamber. They look horny…

They grow bolder. Soon a steady parade of gorgeous sexy Succubi females come to your bedchamber. They are very interested in you, and eventually, a growing number refuse to leave. They openly discuss “taking turns” with you.

And so, they begin. These women are not women, they are Succubus demons. Sex demons. In your best sexual encounter, you orgasmed how many times? Twice? Maybe three times? The Succubus will take your life force and keep taking it and taking it. You’ll expire in joy and ecstasy…but you will expire. Your doom is a certainty. “Come here, baby, and lie with me.”

Now that you know the price, can you resist them?

These gorgeous women all want to kiss you. “Come on baby, Kiss Me. You’ll love, love, looooove my kisses.” But when they lean in for a sweet kiss, you are shocked at a new part of their anatomy you hadn’t yet had the pleasure to encounter. The women lustily show you their gorgeous, inventive tongues. You dream: what are those incredible organs able to do?

Enticed by the sight of those incredible tongues, you wonder: what would it be like to make out with such a woman? What about oral sex? As you can see, they are very, very interested in getting that swelling cock inside their mouths. Is that a smart thing to do? Do they have an ulterior motive? Can you possibly resist these mouths?

Hint: you should and MUST resist. Inside these mouths lies your doom.

Despite the horrific sight of the Succubi tongues, clearly capable of sliding deep down your throat, or to wrap around and around your sex, you are strangely aroused by their alien anatomy. You cannot resist putting your cock into the offered holes. And when you do…your doom is sealed.

Wow. That was the most intense sex you’ve ever had. These angels are sooo sexy, and so, so motivated to give you the sexual gratification of a lifetime. But…they’re not finished with you. Oh, you may think you’re done, at least for now. But they’re not. Not by a long shot. In fact, the women you’ve had sex with are just getting started. And they’ve called in their friends. This is when you finally realize — you’re in deep trouble. Because they keep coming. And coming. And coming.

The women are relentless. Ruthless. Long, long after you’ve used up all the cum your body can possibly produce, they keep at you. Somehow, incredibly, they continue to draw orgasm after orgasm after orgasm out of your rapidly weakening body. Each cum is more ecstatic than the last. Every orgasm is more powerful, more stunning than the one before. These women, these…Succubi…are skilled mistresses of the sexual arts. This is what they do. Once you’ve fallen into their clutches, they’ll force you to cum and cum and cum until your very life force begins to ebb out of your body, one glorious, ecstatic spurt at a time. Eventually, you come to realize: this is your doom. If you don’t escape, you will die here. Or worse.

Seeing a lull between Succubi visitors to your bedchamber, you slip out and try to find your way through the labyrinth of corridors, stairways and dark chambers to the surface, and freedom. But the castle is teeming with Fem warriors. At first the women you encounter seem friendly and helpful. But soon, you learn their true colors as you lurch from one danger zone to the next…

After your futile escape attempt has failed, the women drag you back to the bedchamber to finish sucking out your life force, one orgasm at a time. There is no gap in their attentions on your body. They keep coming in a continuous progression of horny, gorgeous demon females determined to suck you into a spent husk. Each orgasm is more powerful than the last. You succumb, because dispite knowing they are sucking out your life force, you’ve never experienced orgasms so incredibly powerful, by a factor of ten. Brain-breakingly intense, these full-body orgasms transport you to another reality, until you willingly submit yourself to there mouths and their pussies. As each orgasm washes over you, you crave for another, and another, and another…

End game. You are helpless. A husk of a man, good for nothing except cumming and cumming and cumming out your life force into these greedy demonic Fems. The Fems no longer care if they look beautiful for you. They transform into grotesque, sucking creatures, desperate for your fluids. Eventually, you are done, a spent husk, good for nothing except fertilizer for the Succubi wormmouth farms. A few Fems pose for pictures!