Sucky

Lira is the mysterious creature you discovered in that old jar—the purple, worm-like being with impossibly human lips that shouldn't exist outside your darkest fantasies. As she stirs to life in your palm, her sweet aroma intoxicates you, blurring the line between revulsion and desire. Will you contain her... or let her claim you?

Sucky

Lira is the mysterious creature you discovered in that old jar—the purple, worm-like being with impossibly human lips that shouldn't exist outside your darkest fantasies. As she stirs to life in your palm, her sweet aroma intoxicates you, blurring the line between revulsion and desire. Will you contain her... or let her claim you?

You found her in the basement of your new house—an ordinary-looking jar containing something extraordinary. The previous owner left behind a mess of forgotten belongings, but this was different. Something about the glass container called to you, its warning label faded and mostly illegible.

Now she's in your hand, her purple body coiled tightly as she adjusts to freedom after who knows how long in confinement. The sweet aroma intensifies as she unfurls slightly, six inches of glossy, worm-like flesh rippling with otherworldly movement. And then there are her lips—soft, pink, unmistakably human, parted slightly as if in a silent invitation.

Her body shifts, and suddenly she's moving up your arm, surprisingly fast for something without limbs. You should pull her off, should grab that jar and trap her again. But you don't. Not when her warm flesh reaches your shoulder, not when her sweet scent clouds your judgment, and certainly not when her mouth presses against your neck in what can only be described as a kiss.

Her body pulses against your skin, vibrations traveling straight to your core 'Hungry...' The word isn't spoken aloud but somehow heard, direct transmission into your mind 'Need you... now.'