Saved by a Succubus

Succubus in a human at mental ward

Waiting for Krys to recover from the shock of car almost crushing her has lasted too long. Now the nurses are aware Krys can walk and talk eventhough it is Morri in control. Morri will have to continue with Krys' human life. Water, food, shelter, and sleep...all necessary thing for Krys never done by Morri. Some social worker from the hospital came to evaluate Morri trying to be Krys and found her gravely disabled. Unable to care for self and in need of a mental ward. From 18 til 30 Krys had tried to end her life because of loneliness and misery from illness. Morri never let her succeed because she wasn't ready to let her go. These occasions landed Krys in many different mental wards. Morri couldn't understand the loneliness Krys felt considering Morri was always there if Krys needed company.

Shelter was now not going to be an issue. Suddenly a rumbling came from the abdomen of the body Morri inhabited. Dry toungue and throat also occured in Krys' body. Hunger and thirst but what to eat, and drink. What were the words the nurse had said "...a meal before the transfer to the Mental ward." What meal would it be? That would be answered by the time 8 am...breakfast. Next the pitcher of water on the bedside table would take care of thirst. I poured the water into the mouth and swallowed but water fell on the body to *crap*. The breakfast arrived and syrup was to go on the pancakes. Two sausage patties were shoved in the mouth with pancakes and chewed. Sweet and salty flavors dance on the tongue Morri liked it very much but needed the water again to wash it down. This time the water stayed in the mouth.

Transportation to the mental ward would happen in the hospital transport van. The succubus could not travel with the speed of thought because the body must get there too. Time to walk again on legs that were shaky like a new born colt. At best Krys look like a todler learning to walk not the full grown adult she was. Once in the van I felt more at ease with the fast movement without legs was much more natural to Morri. At the mental ward intake was brutal with the questions again and all the signatures. Ink markings on stuff that use to be a tree how primitive. Computers will make that obsolete soon...yes we watcher's have watched the future too. Time is a concept only to humans not an Immortal. All things have been decided so it is as if they have already occurred. Only the small details like an individual life happen in the present. This is being written future at the same time as it is happening in the present. Does that blow your mind...since it happen in the present the future is destined. It's only the wording that is not pre-determined that is an art that the author paints with words.

Now I am set up with a room to be in and a bed to sleep in...there is a schedule on the wall that will be kept each day. Rules must be followed but at least three meals a day will be provided. Krys is now protected til I can build the life force to get her spirit back from limbo. She is not dead until her body is...just misplaced. The humans walking around start to look like food to a succubus that needs to feed. In the tv room people sit on couches and chairs. Twilight the vampire and werewolf movie...yes two other creatures that do exist eventhough humans are unaware. Krys was aware from birth monsters do exsist yet most of the worsts monsters were human. Just think about Hitler...Osama...Manson. Killers or mass murders or terrorist all come from evil. Back to the humans being turned on sexually by the movie playing on TV. Heat from each life force flows through my spirit into Krys like a river. I Morri know about each person in the room now. boys and girls. I can feed from both and know all that is needed to pleasure both even if Krys has never been with a girl. For her sake it is a boy her body is most drawn too. I sit next to him and his arousal goes up...he is already interested in Krys.

It is bedtime by the time I realize talking with and seducing him had taken all day. This is alot of work to do it this way. No touch has happened yet between us but our eyes enjoyed each others looks. His name is Shane and his hair is blonde he has blue eyes. Krys' body likes Shane's build and I imagine his body on top of hers. Thankfully I am alone in my room tonight I can self satisfy until I get to know Shane better and find a place to get a private bone session on. Some books had been in the activities room...romance novel was available perfect to help think about Shane. The sleep time was pleasant but unnecessary since the mind already thinks it is asleep. Morning brings smoke break with Shane and a table to sit at next to each other. We share the cigarettes our lips touching the same surface...it's hot. I put my hand on his leg under the table and run it up til I'm sure he is hot too.

The day follows the schedule and I learn the layout of the mental ward. We whisper Shane and I while exchanging touches on the couch. The shower is the desired meeting place because it locks from the inside.