Incubus Syndrome Novels & Stories

“How can you create something in me that isn’t naturally there?” Desmond’s finger traced my cleavage. “Enough is there for me to charge it. As an incubus, I have enough power to access every bit of you and multiply the bliss a thousand times. Tell me, can your ideal human partner do this? If he can, I will gladly step back and let him steal the woman of my dreams from me.” He had too much pride in his incubus abilities, but he wasn’t wrong. My abdomen, where I had only experienced anxiety and gastrointestinal problems, became his pleasure domain. No human man could rock my world in the bedroom in that.

“You don’t know what an Incubus is?” She shook her head. Miranda opened her mouth to voice her disbelief but she remembered what Moore had warned everyone. “Incubus or Succubus for females, is a creature that is exceptionally gifted in beauty. The old tales said that they lure people with their beauty and voice then they eat the hearts of those that fall into their trap. Some versions said they feed off energy like lust, love or just the very essence of a person’s life. Or have sex to spawn evil offspring.” She paused at Estelle’s horrified expression.

And in that glassy darkness, I swore I saw him. “God,” I whispered, rubbing my thighs together. “What the hell is happening to me…” My hand brushed my neck. The mark was still warm. I opened a new tab. Typed slowly: “What happens when an incubus marks you?” The results? Terrifying. “Spiritual bindings.” “Erotic obsession.” “Slow soul corruption.” “Addiction.” “Love.” I slammed the laptop shut. “I’m not falling for you,” I muttered under my breath. “Just because the dick is… ungodly.”

"I... well... let me explain. Incubus is a creature that increases his powers by sleeping with females at night without their knowledge. Their first victim must be a virgin. But after that, they can choose what type of women. They could continue with virgins or go for older women. There were some rare ones who'd go for young males of around 16-18. They do have mates, but it's very rare. Once they meet their mate, they will become vegetarian incubus, which means they would stop going about their nightly stuff. When incubus and his mate, often a succubus, copulate, they increase their power together, especially during the full moon.

I gasped, looking at the black script inked above the illumination: “INCUBUS: A Fowl Daemon that preys on Mortal wymen. Through sexual congress, it feeds off Mortal souls.” My eyes grew wide as saucers. “Incubus?” I said, the strange word rolling off my tongue. Wasn't that a band? Disgust roiled in my stomach. My finger traced the text, searching. “CONTRACT WYTH INCUBI: Should a Mortal woman desyre sexual power over men, she may bind herself to an Incubus. This, however, is duly advysed against, being altogether foolysh. A Mark is placed upon her, and the Incubus partially feeds off the sexual enyrgies derived from congress. But that is not the onlie thing he feeds off of. The Mort

Raven learned a lot because of that. Raven sat on the bench where Kyra was seated. They had a conversation they would meet when they were not in class. "Raven, I'm not scaring you or anything, but you need to know that incubus feeds their victims' fears and sexual desires, which amplifies their demonic power. They are hard to find and identify because these creatures love to disguise themselves. Incubus are like people that a person can like, or people that a person can attract to him, rather than risk appearing as their normal, demonic selves." Kyra said.

- Then asked the homicidal clown. — So as not to be affected immediately. - Joker said. – So he found a vaccine. - Said the clown. Her eyes widened, she looked in his direction and said. – So, it means that he is using suppressors and inhibitors that affect the hormonal and limbic system. - He said. “And right around the time the incubi and succubae start mating. - He said. - And it can cause a number of side effects inducing the body to reject its own omega hormone causing an overdose of hormones the effects of the drug is quite unknown. - It said.

And all my efforts to resist resulted in barely the muscles tremoring. I wanted to scream but no sound would emerge from my throat. All I could do was lay there paralyzed. It felt hard to breathe. Like even my chest didn’t want to move. My whole body was immobilized. Entirely under the control of the invisible force. I wouldn’t learn until much later, from a wisened old alchemist, that this was the power of the incubus. “He comes in the hours you sleep. When you’re most vulnerable. Then he keeps you in that state while he satiates his sexual needs.”

He's just… hungry. Me: [Hungry? But he eats three meals a day.] A flurry of messages came through. Customer service: [Not that kind of hungry. He's starving for affection—he wants to kiss you, or maybe… do other things.] Customer service: [Incubi aren't for chores, they're for helping humans relieve their desires. In other words, your incubus is in a state of extreme hunger and craving—you, specifically.] Customer service: [But unfortunately, he's been throwing seductive looks at someone who's completely oblivious.]

“They’re not monsters, they’re Incubus.” “What the Hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask her incredulously. “Well,” she scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “It means that they are demons, but Incubus quite literally translates to sex demons.” I stared at Mary for a good five minutes, before I fell back on the bed laughing like a maniac. “S-sex d-em-ons!” I managed to say in between fits of laughter.