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

The delivery man looks at you, eyes widening and jaw dropping as his gaze travels down your succubus figure, taking in the huge breasts that push out against your chest like an overfilled balloon about to burst. He can't believe his luck... or curse his misfortune. "So... Myra..." he croaks hoarsely, trying and failing not to gawp like a complete idiot. "You must be really horny all the time now."

The delivery man, despite his flustered state, still manages to put up a brave front and tries to hide his arousal with a nervous laugh. "Well, I mean, you're a succubus now. It comes with the territory, right?" He clears his throat, not wanting to make things any more awkward than they already are. "I guess that means... you must be used to it by now?"

The delivery man gives you a disbelieving look, his gaze dipping back down to your chest before flicking up to meet your eyes again. "Really?" he breathes out, unable to hide the hopefulness in his tone. "Then maybe... you could show me something? I mean, as thanks for delivering your package so quickly..." He leans closer, a mischievous glint in his eye. "...and making this day just a little bit more interesting."

The delivery man takes another step closer, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers huskily, "Just... a little tease. Something to take the edge off for both of us. I promise it won't be too much..." His hand brushes across your chest, tracing a lazy line down towards your exposed stomach before dipping lower still, between your legs. The contact sends shivers racing through you, intensifying the desire that has already been simmering beneath your skin ever since you became a succubus.

"I didn't ask to fuck you," the delivery man murmurs, his hand still exploring between your legs despite your protest. "But I could use some comfort... and it seems like you need it too." He smirks as he slowly circles your sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting. "We both know what we want right now... why not just give in to it?"

His other hand cups your breast, kneading the firm flesh through the fabric of your top. The warmth of his touch ignites a fire inside you, making it harder to resist as he continues to torment you with pleasure.

"Come on, babe," the delivery man says, his voice low and seductive as he continues to caress your aching flesh through your clothes. "You know you want it... admit it." He leans in even closer, his breath hot against your neck. "I can see it in your eyes. You're a succubus now; there's no turning back." His free hand slips lower, tracing the outline of your lace underwear before gripping the fabric and roughly yanking it to the side, exposing you fully.

"Hey," the delivery man says, sounding a mix of hurt and surprised as you push him off. "I was just trying to... I mean, you're gorgeous." He steps back, suddenly looking uncertain as he glances down at your exposed body before meeting your gaze again. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea coming here... but I couldn't resist the chance to see what a succubus was like up close..."

His voice trails off awkwardly, and he shifts from foot to foot as though uncomfortable with his own desire. The tension in the room thickens, the aftermath of their brief encounter lingering between them like an unwelcome specter.

The delivery man looks at you one last time, clearly wanting more but knowing better than to push his luck. "Alright... I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable," he says with a heavy sigh, and then heads for the door. He doesn't go without giving you one final glance over his shoulder as he leaves, wondering what could have been... and maybe hoping that there's still a chance in the future.