My Roommate is a Futa Succubus

By Gregor Daniels

Stan has a roommate from hell. Literally. Jezebel—Jezzy for short—is an eight-foot-tall red-skinned succubus with an insatiable hunger for men, who she lures home and seduces. In her human form, she's a cute college co-ed. Oh, and she's endowed in a way that an average succubus isn't. And although Stan has so far resisted the temptation, Jezzy wants him to be her thrall.

Stan just has to think boring thoughts. And never get excited by the hot woman always teasing him.

But Stan's had enough with the random guys she brings home, who are all transformed into dimwitted idiots. He wants to move out. However, Jezzy isn't complacent with this. When she gets her hands on a truth-telling potion, she learns that Stan has specific kinks—namely to be transformed into a woman and inflated to pregnant proportions.

With his secret out of the bag, Stan will have to resist harder than ever. Or become his ultimate fantasy at the hands of his determined succubus roommate...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gregor Daniels
• Release date: Oct 28, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005139186

Gregor Daniels

Gregor Daniels is an erotica author that specializes in gender swap and erotic transformation fetishes. New stories are typically released weekly and feature a variety of themes. Have you ever had fantasies to be a girl? Then look no further ...Contact the author directly on Twitter to discuss stories, share your favorite ideas and fantasies, scenes, and characters, or to just talk about nothing in particular.

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Contents

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Epilogue

Copyright © 2022 Gregor Daniels

All rights reserved.

Only ADULTS beyond this point.

All characters are consenting adults at least eighteen years old.

1

I came home from work to find my roommate, Jezzy, relaxing—well, sprawling—in the bathtub. A naked guy was out cold on the floor, his half-erect manhood covered in black veins while his left arm occasionally twitched. The whites of his rolled-back eyes stared toward the ceiling.

The usual, I said, holding out the paper bag that contained two carnitas burritos from Chipotle. Jezzy’s sharp black talons secured her supper and took it from me. I continued to observe her other feast on the floor. He’s gonna leave, right?

The back of Jezzy’s throat glowed a subtle orange as she open-mouth sighed. Her flaming-orange eyes regarded me as a pest who deserved none of her attention unless I was delivering food. He will leave, the voice of her demonic form rasped.

"Good. Because sometimes they don’t. And they get confused. Like the time one of them took a shit in the sink. On the dishes."

Her leathery mouth smiled. Humans are dumb little things.

No, just the ones you…drain.

Her pointed tail, unnoticed by me until now, was rubbing the front of my pants. In response to this, I eyed her red cock, shamelessly erect and dribbling out cum—or the equivalent of it that only Hell’s creatures had. The water around her half-submerged body was boiling from her post-orgasmic body heat.

Jezzy, short for Jezebel, was a succubus.

A horny futa succubus.

She was like three hundred years old but looked like a Playboy playmate. When in her human form, anyway.

Normally I preferred living alone. But the rising cost of rent and everything else had spurred me into searching for a roommate. When Jezzy had introduced herself, I couldn’t believe my luck. A hot blonde twenty-something who wanted to share an apartment with me? On top of that, she had proposed to cover the entire cost of rent! How could I say no to that? Of course, the easily fooled and embarrassingly primal part of my brain had believed that having a female roommate—one who was my age—might lead to fantastic relationship opportunities.

No.

This city was her territory.

This apartment was her base of operations.

Her nostrils widened as they inhaled. Stan? she said, still with that evil smile of hers. Rising steam billowed around her red-and-black face. Her tail circled around my crotch again. Did you jerk off earlier?

I shook my head.

Yes you did. I’ve sniffed your underwear countless times. I know what your cum smells like. You can’t lie to me.

All right, I did.

To what?

Porn. What else?

Her smile widened further, and now she was grinning. I did not doubt that her razor-sharp canines could rip me into chunks. Stan, she cooed, although the echo of the bathroom made my name sound like a threat. You have fetishes.

I don’t, I said.

You all have fetishes. Her hand rose from the water and started pumping her fat red cock. And when I find out what your weakness is, you’re going to be mine. Her eyes glowed a touch brighter. All I have to do is make you come once. Then—

The guy on the floor gasped. His eyes rolled forward, and briefly he appeared to be in shock. Then his eyes closed. A few seconds later, he was snoring.

Right, I thought.

I left the room, sparing a minor worry for