Succu-Bux - Part One

Birds chirp and squeak outside my window as I hastily make breakfast. It isn't much, just some simple toast and a cheap mug of instant coffee. It was all I could afford at this point, with my savings drying up more and more each month it had become a strain to even keep the lights on and a roof over my head.

Despite my desperate need for income I had yet to find any, days of searching and sending in applications merely netting me either no response or rejection letters for being 'over-qualified'.

I had turned to the internet for help, hoping to find some sort of simple income to keep me afloat. It had started as doing surveys, dozens at a time in order to receive some kind of gift voucher for a paltry sum. Despite this I kept at it, signing up for further and further services as the small flow of money trickled in.

It was only last night that I had found an ad for a service I had never heard before, one that apparently promised far higher payouts for fractions of the work.

 Succu-Bux 

 

The impish little anime devil lounging in the elegant cursive font of the logo was all I needed to know this wasn't going to be simply about performing surveys. However, the promise of lump sums for lewds and loads seemed too good to pass up.

"So long as I don't have to show my face..." I had thought as I downloaded the app the night before, my mind turning to my study as I imagined how best to remove any identifying items from the background of the tiny room.

Even with the lavishly produced webpage there was exceedingly little information on the application itself, as though the internet at large had never even heard of it despite being a decade old.

No reviews could be found on any site aside from on the homepage itself. Those few reviews sang the app's praises, posting screens shots of hundred-dollar payouts for 'an evening's work' or thousands just from 'a camping trip with the guys'. The rare few seemed to try to ward others away, couching their criticism in faint praise as they warned that 'this sort of thing isn't for everyone'.

However, it was all too obvious what I was getting myself into, or at least I had thought as much. I was soon to find out just how much further this app went and the life-altering 'rewards' it offered.

For centuries demons, such as the infamous Succubi, had struggled with passage to the mortal world. Through acts such as summoning they could be brought forth with the power of another being, but to bring themselves into this word required vast sums of energy and effort.

For many demons this was agreeable, the mortal world being more if an amusement than a full-time job as they spent the millennia in their fire and brimstone home.

However, those demons that required the mortal world for nourishment were at a loss. While they could wait to be summoned before gorging on the energy of the mortal realm, they could not rely on it. Worse yet, the energy required to pull themselves into that world and sustain them there meant that they would barely return with much benefit at all.

For centuries those few Succubi dealt with this dilemma, needing to head to the world above every few months or years as opposed to the decades or centuries of their compatriots. Each time they needed to learn the ways of the world once more, adapting constantly to the trends of the time they found themselves in.

One trick they developed was to make 'Contractors', humans who agreed to act as a proxy for the Succubi for some kind of material reward. These humans would go about 'harvesting' the sexual energy from men, and oft-times women, storing it inside themselves until their chosen Succubus came to collect. This, while useful, also had its downsides. To receive their reward the Succubi would need to contact their 'Contractor' once again, expending more energy in the process of giving their companion wealth, power, or whatever they had bargained for.

Due to these limitations the usage of Contractors was relatively rare, only being used to help stave off trips a little while longer before needing to be replaced as the decades rolled on.

It wasn't until the 21st century that these devils finally caught a break, a way to not only form contracts from their cozy homes below but also to reap their rewards and to dole out boons as well.

The Succu-Bux app was born from the mind of the Succubus Theophanu, her magic intertwined into the very code she had conjured from whole cloth. It acted as a small, and easily controlled, gateway between her and whatever Contractors downloaded it on the other side. The crafty devil handpicked those to take on the app, selecting women who she felt would both benefit from her boons the most in the hopes it would lead to greater hauls for herself.

The first test was a complete success. The app kept track of how much energy was stored inside her sexy little Contractors, and at their behest it could be cashed in for all manner of boons and prizes. The gateway in the application would use some of this stored energy to form their connection, Theophanu would take her cut, and then grant the rewards selected by the other side.

Soon more and more Succubi started to join this endeavor, each using the application crafted by their sister to seek out desperate souls.

All manner of things started to be offered through the app:

• Money

• Status

• Youth

• Changes to the Contractor's body

• Changes to the Contractor's mind

• Changes to Reality itself

• And many more

All that was needed was some kind of sexual energy. While an orgasm from a mortal was worth a small amount, what really was worth something was cum and lots of it. To this end, a particularly inventive Succubus started offering the app to men. Once signed up as a contractor she would turn them into women, stripping away their manhood and stored cum in a sudden burst of erotic energy.

To the surprise of her peers this plan worked exceedingly well. Not only did it act as a sort of immediate down payment, but it also gave the Contractor some starting capital to shape themselves into a form to better 'earn'.

Before long, those devils and demons that had once needed to come to the surface to feed nigh constantly soon found themselves satiated. These new lounging devils only coming up for short pleasure trips or to check on their favorite little Contractors.

Plodding back over to my coffee table I crumple into the firm cushions of my green sofa, taking a bite from the dry and slightly stale toast as I pull out my phone.

My eyes linger on the little shortcut on my home screen, a black calligraphy heart with the same little sexy devil in the center. Various notifications had flooded my phone overnight, each trying to get me to sign up immediately.

 

Download Complete

You're only one step away from your heart's desires

Sign up now and start earning today

Freedom has never looked this good, sign up now

Start earning money in less than a minute

Recapture your youth in just a few taps

The bombardment of adverts almost turn me off, my mind turning to deleting the app despite how hard it had been to find. However, as I look at my bank balance sitting in a widget at the center of the screen I remember why I got it in the first place.

Sighing to myself I tap at the application, my screen quickly becoming covered in a block of pinkish-purple. The Succu-Bux logo soon begins to draw itself across the screen, the sexy purple-haired devil darting about as it too scrawls the company's name beneath the fancy inked love heart.

As she winks at me through the screen the background changes. For a split second I can see a simple screen with various items listed out, each sitting next to a cost in SB and a little cart icon beside that as well. One hundred, one thousand, and even ten thousand dollars all flash into the screen before being ripped away by a large block of text.

 

Terms and Conditions

End User Licence Agreement

I groan a little as I see the tiny scroll bar on the side of the screen, my tired morning mind straining to do much in the way of wading through this dense legal paperwork.

Still, I press on as I carefully begin to make my way through it all.

After the first few paragraphs I begin to flick through with less and less care, my eyes catching on what largely seemed like standard wraparound agreements one would find on just about any website. Privacy, personal information, access, all these and more appear to be stock standard for any app.

I can't help but chuckle at the sight of a few paragraphs that catch my eye however.

"Unintentional adverse effects from the altering of the material plane will not be rectified without the exchange of SB as per standard market rates... Stain remover is not tax-deductible... In the event of prolonged joyriding possession seek assistance from customer support or an exorcist... Cost of specialty bras not included in cup size alteration... Succu-Bux takes accepts no liability for adverse effects arising from links and fetishes gained through usage of the app... No liability for the outcome of initial change..." I mutter to myself, chuckling along with what I had assumed was merely a bit of an attempt at comedy.

Before long however I manage to reach the end. My mind reels with no small amount of mental exhaustion, reading that much before I had finished my morning coffee leaving me wanting to go back to sleep.

My gaze is cast down to the little accept button, one last step away from seeing just what this app could do for me in exchange for the acts I was all too worried about.

I quickly tap the accept button, a sharp wince soon following as I feel something prick my thumb. As I raise the digit from the screen I notice the faint drop of blood slowly roll down over the accept button, a spinning wheel now sitting in the center of the screen.

"What the..." I muse softly to myself, my confused questioning falling away as I let out a sharp yelp of pain. A searing heat suddenly springs to life inside my pants, or more specifically just below the waistband of my jeans on the right side of my pelvis.

In a frenzy I begin to pull my jeans down, half expecting to find a spider bite or worse. However, my eyes are met with the sight of the like calligraphy heart from the app searing itself into my flesh like a branding iron. The skin around it peels and grows red, the scent of burning flesh filling the air as my skin is scorched by some unseen entity.

Looking back at the screen I notice text slowly cycling through beneath the spinning progress wheel.

 

Acceptance Made

Validating Blood Pact

Sealing Contract

Find Suitable Partner

Calculating 'Male Trade-In' Bonus

Sweat begins to build across my body, my skin feeling 'wrong' as it crawls with every movement. Hairs quickly begin to fall from my limbs, the thick layer of sweat leaving the coarse fibers to stick to my softening form.

My whole body feels like it is pulsing, each throb twisting me in some new way beneath my skin.

Looking up I catch my reflection in the TV screen, the dark glass allowing me to watch in terror as I shift into a...