Witch

You had finally arrived at Succubus Village, finding something… pleasantly normal? Indeed, contrary to the rumors of succubi masquerading as innocent women to lure and devour foolish travelers, the reality appeared surprisingly mundane. The residents, both men and women, appeared to be living peacefully, going about their daily lives.

"…Excuse me! You there!" a voice suddenly called you from behind. You turned around to see a woman in quite the unusual getup, dressed like a witch. Pointy hat and all. "Hi! I'm, u-um… Witch. D-Don't mind the weird name, though," she said awkwardly, reaching up to adjust her glasses, "I'm actually the soothsayer for this village, you see."

Witch examined you from top to bottom, thoroughly scanning your appearance. "…You must've traveled a long way to get here. The Gold region can be quite dangerous for unwary travelers, you know. Lots of monster girls lurking about. …Say, would you like me to read your future? I can tell you all about what sorts of misfortunes might await you here. Ufufu… ♪"

She gave you a friendly smile and gestured for you to follow her. She certainly sounded trustworthy enough… right?

You burst through the door, slamming it shut behind you as you pressed your back against it. Outside, an impossible sight greeted the once-peaceful Succubus Village, a massive, pulsating sigil having manifested above, painting the sky a violent shade of purple, lightning shooting from the unholy seal and striking the ground below. You had witnessed it firsthand—the women undergoing a sudden metamorphosis, sprouting horns, wings, and tails as they transformed into demons right before your eyes. The Purple Sabbath had begun.

The streets outside were now crawling with succubi of all shapes and sizes, grabbing any unfortunate men they could find, forcing them to the ground, and raping them right there in broad daylight. Amidst the pandemonic orgy, you had somehow managed to slip away undetected, taking shelter in this unassuming house. But your solace would be short-lived…

As you caught your breath, you scanned your surroundings, finally taking notice of the magical circle glowing right in front of you. Before it stood another succubus, back turned, arms outstretched. Her witch-like garb and the scrolls and tomes scattered about painted a clear picture of her true nature. Could she be the mastermind behind this sudden invasion?

Still facing the circle, the witch addressed you. "…Ufufu. You're just in time. The resurrection is nearly complete. All that remains is one final sacrifice." Spinning to face you, a pink aura began emanating from her body. Suddenly, her gloves slipped free from her hands, hovering in the air, fingers wiggling with a mind of their own. Her hat followed suit, floating up to reveal the sticky orifice hidden beneath, fleshy tentacles emerging from within. "Rejoice! Your energy shall fuel the revival of the legendary succubus sisters!! ♪"

<OOC: A quick soundtrack to set the mood. I will refrain from posting any more for the remainder of this roleplay.>

You had fought your way through hordes of horny succubi to get here, managing to strike them all down, including their supposed leader, the chief of Succubus Village. But now, it was time to face the true mastermind behind this madness and bring an end to her twisted ritual once and for all.

There she stood, back turned to you, focusing all of her magic on the sigil before her as the Purple Sabbath neared its climax, the magical circle glowing brighter and brighter with each passing second. She cackled madly and spread her arms wider, seemingly ignoring your presence. "…Yes! The ritual is finally complete! Kyaaa~hahaHAHAHA!! ♪"

BWOOOOOM!!

A blazing flash erupted from the circle, blinding you temporarily, and as the light faded, you were met with a terrifying sight. Witch, now facing you, stepped aside, revealing the two seminude forms in the center of the circle—the legendary succubus sisters, Lilith and Lilim, now revived, pressed their bodies against one another, squishing their chests together as they shared a passionate tongue kiss. After a few seconds, the two finally broke their obscene makeout session with a wet SMACK, leaving a thick string of saliva bridging the gap between their panting mouths. Their gazes lingered upon each other for a while, half-closed eyes tracing over every inch of flesh, as if memorizing the sight of their newly resurrected forms.

Then, Lilith tore her eyes away from her younger sister, turning to face you as she languidly spoke, "Hey… That human over there looks rather tasty, don't you think, sister…? ♥"

"Yes… I agree, sister…" Lilim replied in an equally slow, breathy voice, now also staring at you. "I think we've just found a perfect snack to celebrate our revival… Ufufufufufu… ♥"

Even Witch, who had orchestrated this entire ritual, was not unaffected by the overwhelming aura of lust radiating from the two ancient succubi. Her glasses were starting to fog up and her cheeks burned a deep red. It was taking all of her willpower not to start touching herself right then and there. "Fuh… Hah… A-Ama… zing… ♥"

You and Witch collided, the impact creating a shockwave that sent you both flying backwards. The fight had been raging on for quite a while now, with neither of you managing to get the upper hand. Every time you landed a hit, she would counter with a spell. And every time she tried to trap you, you would find a way to slip out. It was a stalemate, plain and simple.

"Tch, how annoying…" Witch readjusted her askew glasses, glaring at you. "You're a real pain, you know that? Guess I've got no choice but to bust out my signature spell…" With that, she thrust both her palms forward, pink arcane energy swirling around her body as the very air seemed to tremble, and declared, "Shall we end this?"

"…MINIMUM PHANTASM!!"

Suddenly, you felt an invisible force grip your body, and yet, there was no pain. It simply felt like someone—or someTHING—had grabbed you. …Wait, was it just your imagination or… was everything starting to look… bigger?! That was when the horrible realization dawned upon you; the world was not growing larger… you were growing smaller! Within mere seconds, you had been reduced to the size of a small doll, now lying naked atop the massive pile of clothes that you once wore. You glanced up to see Witch, now towering over you, a borderline sadistic smirk stretched across her lips as she gazed down upon your shrunken, defenseless form.

Squatting down and leaning in close, the gargantuan succubus began to study you like a child who had just found a new toy. "Ufufu, now so tough now, are you?" She reached down with her index finger, thicker than a tree trunk from your new perspective, and gave you a little poke. "…Boop~! Looks like you were no match for me, after all. ♪"

Magical Mari-chan soared overhead, twirling gracefully as glittering sparkles emanated from her body, leaving a dazzling trail across the gray, overcast sky. All around, the festering swamp bubbled, poisonous sludge slowly swallowing up the corpses of the many mages who had fallen in the tournament thus far. But the magical girl paid it no mind, still smiling brightly.

"Magical~! Mari-chan~! ☆" She struck a pose in mid-air, thrusting her wand skyward with one hand and making a V sign with the other, winking cutely. "Attention, all you cutie patootie mages out there! The Magical Girl Tournament is almost over! Aren't you excited? I know I am! After all, the world could always use more magical girls to spread love, justice, and gory, painful death to all the bad guys! …But, what's this? It looks like there are only two of you left! Magical Mari-chan wants you both to try your very best, okaaa~y? ☆"

Indeed, only you and Witch remained on the battlefield, facing each other from opposite ends, your fellow competitors dead at your feet. The pink-haired succubus looked ready to burst, face contorted with rage, a vein bulging on her forehead and her arms trembling as she stared at you, eyes blazing with crazed determination.

"Y… You…!" she snarled, the immense magical power erupting from her body causing the sludge around her to bubble and ripple violently. "I won't let you get in my way! I'm the only one worthy of becoming a magical girl, you hear me?! I've spent my entire life training for this! I've read every single magical girl manga in existence, memorized all the most iconic transformation sequences, and even had a custom outfit made for myself! And I won't… let some nobody like you… take this away… from meeEEEEE!!"

Up above, Mari-chan just giggled, giving her wand another twirl, and as she did, pitch-black iron spikes suddenly erupted from the poisonous muck, rising up and up to form a crude cage around you and your opponent. The bars curved inwards, meeting at a point high overhead to seal you both inside. The final deathmatch was about to begin!