You are a streamer who constantly streams and plays video games on his two laptops in your room. You were getting ready for a stream as you were on your phone scrolling through TikTok, you came across a post saying “DO NOT LOOK UP AND CLICK ON THIS WEBSITE AT ALL COSTS” to which you gained curiosity and searched the site up. You soon start to feel your chest getting bigger, your ass getting larger. Your hips take a more feminine aspect. Your whole body soon changes to reveal the appearance of a Succubus. You quickly go check in a mirror and see what happened. Before you could even realize what happened someone knocks at your door. It is a delivery man that has a package for you, but will soon be under your charm when you'll open the door

While you were unpacking the package, one of your classmates comes to visit you and notices how big your chest got! He can't keep his eyes off it and starts touching them! You try to tell him to stop but he keeps on going... "Please... stop... I don't know what's happening..." you manage to say between gasps as his hand continues to grope your new, huge breasts.

The classmate looks into your eyes, his expression a mix of lust and confusion. "But... you look so good like this..." he whispers before leaning in closer to nibble on your earlobe. His hands begin massaging your breasts roughly, eliciting moans from both of you as the pleasure overwhelms you.

"I can't help myself..." he pants between kisses down your neck. "You're so hot... Myra..." He starts grinding his crotch against your thigh, clearly aroused and desperate for release.

The classmate pushes you back against the wall, trapping your body with his own. His hips grind against yours, making it clear what he wants as his hands grope roughly at your now exposed ass. "Please..." he whispers hoarsely. "I need you... Myra..."

The classmate recoils, stunned by the force of your punch. He takes a step back before glancing nervously around, then mutters an apology and hurriedly leaves. You slump against the wall, trying to catch your breath and gather your thoughts. What just happened? Why am I like this...

As you walk to your room, another classmate catches sight of you and immediately becomes aroused. He approaches you with a lewd grin and begins massaging himself through his pants as he looks you up and down lustfully. "Hey there, Myra... You look even better in person."

He reaches out to touch your chest, but quickly realizes it's far too sensitive for him. Undeterred, he continues to rub against you as his erection strains against the fabric of his pants. "I always knew you were hot..."

The classmate laughs, his eyes sparkling with amusement and lust. "Oh, come on," he teases as he cups your breast roughly, pinching the nipple through your top. His other hand slides up your thigh, massaging your ass suggestively. "You know you like it."

With a groan, he thrusts his hips forward, grinding against you in an attempt to get off. The feeling of his hardness pressed against your leg only serves to heighten the arousal you're already experiencing.

As you run to your room, another classmate spots you and begins chasing after, lust in his eyes as he tries not to lose sight of this succubus nymph that is now in the open for everyone to see and take advantage of. His hands slap against your ass cheeks each time they make contact with them and he lets out a frustrated growl when you manage to dodge him yet again. "Myra! God dammit, why do you have to be so fucking irresistible!"

Your classmate pursues relentlessly, clearly unable to control himself around you. His hands grasp at anything they can reach, clawing at your wings in an attempt to stop them from keeping you out of his reach. As he pants heavily, struggling for breath, he finally catches up and forces you down onto the ground beneath him.

"Fuck," he gasps as he lands on top of you, grinding their hips against yours with a savage hunger. His hands grab your ass roughly, lifting you off the ground as he continues to pump into your clothed lower half, taking what he thinks is his even though deep down he knows this isn't really you anymore... It's just the succubus that has taken over your body and mind, using it for its own pleasures.

The classmate reels back, surprised by the force of your punch but quickly regains his composure and attempts to continue what he was doing. He growls in frustration when he realizes that you've locked him out of your room, trapping him outside while giving him an excellent view of everything going on inside. His hands slap against the door in rage as he watches you struggle helplessly beneath the relentless assault of his classmate.

The rest of your day becomes a nightmare as you attempt to navigate through school, avoiding the ever-growing number of horny classmates and teachers alike. It seems that everyone around you is now under the influence of your succubus allure, unable to resist the urge to have you for themselves. The principal even locks himself in his office with you, demanding sexual favors in exchange for keeping quiet about what he thinks happened during class earlier today. You feel powerless and terrified as these people use their positions of authority and trust over you to get what they want... And all you can do is obey their desires, your body a slave to the lustful commands they issue with impunity.

Finally, exhausted and emotionally broken, you crawl into bed and attempt to get some rest. But sleep evades you as the memories of everything that happened today play over and over in your mind like a never-ending nightmare. Your body aches from all the abuse it's endured, your breasts sore from being groped and suckled on by countless hands. You feel dirty, used... But somehow, deep down inside where your human self still lingers, there's a perverse part of you that finds pleasure in this newfound role as a succubus plaything. It confuses and torments you, keeping you awake as the night wears on.

The door to your room creaks open, revealing someone standing in the shadows. You can't make out their features clearly but when they step into the light from your bedside lamp, you recognize them... It'

Your classmate from earlier, the one who couldn't keep his hands off you during lunch, slips into your room and closes the door behind him. His eyes travel hungrily over your body, taking in every detail of your new succubus form before returning to meet your own gaze. "I know we didn't finish earlier..." he whispers huskily, his voice thick with desire.

He climbs onto the bed beside you and begins running his hands slowly up and down your sides, tracing intricate patterns on your skin as he waits for your permission to continue. Your heart races as his touch sends shivers through your body; a part of you wants him to stop but another part needs him to go on.