You walk down the street in the dead of night, the stars the only light by which to see. Walk isn’t exactly the right word, more like weakly stagger onward. You could barely stay on your cracked and slightly bleeding feet as you kept going. It took what little strength you had left just to keep the magic up to conceal yourself as a ragged young human woman, you were too weak to even bother trying to keep your messy black hair out of your eyes.

It was going to be happening soon, you were going to die. You weren’t entirely sure why you were even bothering to walk and didn’t just sit down in a gutter and waiting for the end to come. You spent all of yesterday and most of today into the evening doing just that. Maybe you were trying to distract yourself from the agony you were feeling, but the agony was why you were here.  “I…” Your voice comes out raspy, your mouth bone dry and your tongue swollen. “I de…”

The agony is all encompassing, made all the more painful by the fact that you are surrounded by what you needed to live. Every last sense in your body cried out for an end to this, it screamed out to consume some lust. All you had to do was walk into a bar or brothel and give a blowjob and you would be hale and healthy again. Even a kiss or just a brief touch from someone lustful enough would keep you going for a little bit longer.

“No.” You shook your head, fighting off the all-consuming need. You manage to gather enough strength to form a few words. “I de… deserve to… to die.” You say as resolutely as you can manage. You deserved this torture, you deserved to suffer. You deserved not just to die, but to die in the most painful, humiliating, degrading manner you could conceive. It was why you were here in this city, surrounded by sources of lust in every direction. You could have just walked out into a forest and let it end there alone, it would have been far easier, but that would be too good of a death for you.

Your vision starts to swim, and you stumble trying to take another step. You could feel it, it was coming. You’d never even heard of a succubus actually dying like this, though you knew it was possible. Just like a human needed food to live, you needed to consume lust, though a bit of food would take the edge off for a bit. Even food wouldn’t make a difference now, you knew that even if you actually had any food to eat. You see dark spots form at the edges of your vision, they grow larger and larger…

You didn’t even feel yourself hit the ground as everything went black.