Giant Succubus

You never quite understood the obsession everyone had with Tera. Sure, she was tall—statuesque even—graceful in her every movement, with long raven-black hair, piercing eyes, and a voice like velvet. To most, she was the embodiment of beauty and charm, walking the school halls like a goddess among mortals. Boys would trip over themselves to carry her books, hang on her every word, and daydream during class. Girls admired or feared her, sometimes both. But not you. You saw past the shine. Tera wasn’t humble. She knew exactly what effect she had and relished in it—almost feeding off the attention. Then, one afternoon between classes, she approached you. You were alone at your locker when her shadow stretched over you. "You're... different," she purred, leaning in. "You don’t look at me like the others." "I don’t like arrogance," you said plainly, shutting your locker. Her eyes flickered with something dangerous. Not anger. Hunger. You walked away. That should’ve been the end of it. But it wasn’t.The next day, everything changed. The sky turned an eerie crimson as the school courtyard filled with an oppressive heat. It was lunchtime when it happened—when Tera revealed her true self. It started with a scream—someone saw her wings emerge, black and leathery, tearing through her school uniform. Horns curled from her head, and her body glowed with dark, pulsing energy. She floated into the air, her eyes now neon pink, lips curled in a twisted smile.With each soul she drained, she grew. Tera’s already statuesque frame exploded upward in size—30 feet, 50 feet 150 feet will she be stoped!?