Their bared torsos and uncovered loins boast of their unreined lust, while the soft pastels and porcelain white of their skin belie the darkness that hides within them. The mindless depravity of the creatures I was forced to pass through on my journey to this place is as nothing compared to the extreme decadence and self-aware hedonism of these daemonettes. They have not even the vestiges of decency, disporting themselves upon and with each other in ways that I cannot, will not, describe. The knowledge of what they are horrifies me. Yet they possess a disturbing beauty that I cannot ignore.
There's an old saying among dungeon-crawling adventurers: "Shows boobs, eats rubes."
— Lore Sjoberg, Speak With Monsters
INCUBUS, n. One of a race of highly improper demons who, though probably not wholly extinct, may be said to have seen their best nights. For a complete account of incubi and succubi, including incubae and succubae, see the Liber Demonorum of Protassus (Paris, 1328), which contains much curious information that would be out of place in a dictionary intended as a text-book for the public schools.
Victor Hugo relates that in the Channel Islands Satan himself — tempted more than elsewhere by the beauty of the women, doubtless — sometimes plays at incubus, greatly to the inconvenience and alarm of the good dames who wish to be loyal to their marriage vows, generally speaking. A certain lady applied to the parish priest to learn how they might, in the dark, distinguish the hardy intruder from their husbands. The holy man said they must feel his brow for horns; but Hugo is ungallant enough to hint a doubt of the efficacy of the test.
Balam: I am BALAM—powerful Duke of hell! mine is the dominion of curses and cunnings! Forty legions of devils do I govern! This is my SEAL! this is my SEAL! this is my SEEEEEEAAAAAAAAA-
Dora Yep. DEFINITELY the weirdest orgasm I ever saw.
Dora Yep. DEFINITELY the weirdest orgasm I ever saw.
Angry, naked women attacking me? It's like my summer in Westmarch all over again...
— Lyndon, upon first encountering succubi, Diablo III
Devils love to fuck.
— Shug Avery, The Color Purple
Larisa: I'd do anything to save Sandra! Nevertheless, I find the prospect of eternal damnation in Hell not very tempting.
The Devil: Don't worry. Imprisoning your precious soul in the Pillar of the Damned would be a great waste. I have other plans with it.
Larisa: Which would be?
The Devil: After death, you'll have to serve me as a succubus!
Larisa: As a succubus?
The Devil: Yes. Your duty will be to debauch innocent young men into a dissolute life full of sex, drugs, and dubstep. May your countless conquests fuel the fires of Hell until it engulfs all of Elysium!
Larisa: [Perverted Drooling]
The Devil: Please stop drooling on the Infernal Soul Transfer Contract.
Larisa: Sorry...
The Devil: Don't worry. Imprisoning your precious soul in the Pillar of the Damned would be a great waste. I have other plans with it.
Larisa: Which would be?
The Devil: After death, you'll have to serve me as a succubus!
Larisa: As a succubus?
The Devil: Yes. Your duty will be to debauch innocent young men into a dissolute life full of sex, drugs, and dubstep. May your countless conquests fuel the fires of Hell until it engulfs all of Elysium!
Larisa: [Perverted Drooling]
The Devil: Please stop drooling on the Infernal Soul Transfer Contract.
Larisa: Sorry...
You, me... on a beach of razor-fossils... the Vultures of Leng plucking your nerve-endings like a fabulous instrument... call me some time?
—Saccharissa the Succubus, The Secret World
Some people can never get enough sex. Society, the Church, loved ones, even gods cannot curb their lascivious appetites. Debauched beyond comprehension, they pray for deliverance, for a blessing quench their endless lusts. Occasionally, something answers: a demon or lust-spirit that knows a good ride when it sees one. So, it is said, sex-demons are born.
—Mage: The Sorcerer's Crusade — Infernalism
DAEMONETTES ARE NOT GIRLFRIEND MATERIAL YOU DUMB IDIOTS THEY WILL EAT YOUR FACE
—Random Info-Box, If the Emperor Had a Text-to-Speech Device, "Catachan Capers"
This one, for instance, is- yes, I know, it's mostly made up of phalluses. Quit laughing. This is what an incubus looks like without any glamour on it. We managed to dissect it, and found that its structure was not carbon-based, silicon-based, or even sulfur-based. This is an arsenic-based organism. You may have heard about the discovery of arsenic-based bacteria by Felisa Wolfe-Simon's team in 2010? Unfortunately, that was discredited, but this... this gave new light onto the shores of hell.
Incubi, of course, take on more attractive forms than this in order to seduce and damn innocent women. This one, when it was alive, took the form of a fifty-year-old man wearing a rather tatty wolf costume in the middle of a convention hall. Naturally, nobody would be alone with him, and he was booted out by the staff.
In case this point hasn't been made clear: the forces of hell are not the most intelligent. The Devil Inside is, honestly, the most accurate portrayal of demonic possession we've seen put to film.
Incubi, of course, take on more attractive forms than this in order to seduce and damn innocent women. This one, when it was alive, took the form of a fifty-year-old man wearing a rather tatty wolf costume in the middle of a convention hall. Naturally, nobody would be alone with him, and he was booted out by the staff.
In case this point hasn't been made clear: the forces of hell are not the most intelligent. The Devil Inside is, honestly, the most accurate portrayal of demonic possession we've seen put to film.
—Practical Demonologist, "Excerpts from Training Seminars for Lesser Known Foundation Careers", SCP Foundation
