Guest Writer: Clarissa Kent, Succubus

A lot of men seem really worried that being attracted to a transwomen will cause them to be gay, or that it’ll somehow make them less of a man. They also seem terribly concerned that all transwomen are out to ride their dicks and suck their souls out their mouths.

I assure you, most transwomen just want to live their lives peacefully without being killed. Except me–I’m a soul-sucking succubus from hell that will take your dick, and your soul.

While most transwomen are more concerned about how to go grocery shopping without getting harassed by complete strangers in the aisles, I spend every waking moment thinking how I can fill the black void placed inside me by Lucifer himself, that only the freshly sucked out spirts of men can satisfy. While most transwomen carefully put on makeup so that they can hide as much of their transness as possible, I paint my lips red with the blood of every man unfortunate enough to cross my path, and my bed.

You see, while a number of transwomen, despite themselves, are unfortunately attracted to men, few enough of them want to try to seduce the ones that think of them as dudes. Which is understandable, even to me, a vengeful spirit birthed from hellfire. In all honesty, most transwomen are too afraid that you’ll slaughter them to ever think to consider trying anything with you assholes, which is why you should be less concerned about the majority of us, and more specifically concerned about how you’ll survive me when my demon pussy pulls your life force out through your genitals faster than you can say “Negaverse”.

While it is true, my current flesh prison is a transwoman, I have found that if anything, it is less a deterrent to scumbags than something that appeals to them–a dirty little secret that consumes them with more desire than their feeble little minds can understand. In fact, in the many millenia since I was expunged from Lillith’s womb, I have never been so satisfied in my career! Truly, I feel the closest to full that I have ever felt; which is surprising, considering how so many of the men that satisfy me are unable to satisfy any woman, trans or otherwise.

In short, maybe you should all be less concerned about what’s in the pants of transwomen, and let them live their lives. Treat them like you should treat all women, as people worthy of respect and not potential fuck-mates for you to continuously disappoint. Otherwise, you may cross paths with me, and I’m sure you don’t want that.

Just remember, every time you glare at a transwoman because your dick got a little rise, I’ll be waiting in the shadows, licking my luscious red lips. Every time you beat off to trans porn and then harass a transwoman in the streets, I’ll be there, batting my eyelashes at you. Every time you say “Laverne Cox is still a man” on the internet, I’ll be there, ready, willing, and waiting to separate you from this mortal coil.

Remember boys, you never know whether you’re talking to a woman, or whether you’re talking to your imminent demise. ❤ Kiss, kiss.

Clarissa Kent

Succubus