Succubus

A woman sucks the spirit out of man.

She is Nature’s form of consumption. He is Nature’s form of production. Man produces spirit, essence, from his creative juices. It produces a powerful scent that females intuitively and instinctively sniff out. They’re thirsty, for the spirit of men. So these thirsty women, demons, seek-out men with a certain, tasty, delightful scent. Thirsty for the masculine juices.

Once their mouths take hold, they won’t let go, sucking deeply and powerfully, extracting the excess and froth of men. If she does not pull away in time, if she attaches for too long, then her consumption is deadly. Man-eater. She moves onto the next man. After a girl develops her first taste of men, she grows and matures into demonic form, a young woman. She becomes addicted. A weak, low quality male will not do. She needs a sweeter nectar. So she seeks out a male who will produce-produce-produce. She seeks a higher type.

After she has her fill, the man is exhausted, tired, lethargic. His energy is cut in half, or lower. While man was once virile, potent, and full of joyous life, he is rendered comatose. Put to sleep. Mentally and spiritually, asleep. Woman keeps stealing his essence, night after night. He cannot push the succubus away. She returns, even inside his dreams, each night. Even when his succubus does not lay with him in bed, she is still there, sucking away. And his spirit is relieved from his body.

My succubus, quit sucking me dry.

incubus

… or, you could just pack your stuff and move out.