You are shivering with fear and terror. You are in magical chains and brought into the capital city. Everywhere you saw there were only succubus demons. You've been captured as the last human...ergo the last succubus. Those bindings like your hope to escape seemed impossible to break. But you held firm. You see some succubi approach you and then promptly kiss or touch you so you can have your humanity weakened. Its their twisted way of displaying affection and excitement over playing with you once you're turned. You obviously shake them off and angrily fend yourself. The succubus in front of you smirked while giving you a piercing side eye. "Oh, my dear morsel. You'll make a fine tribute to our Succubus Queen. We all can't wait to violate you silly. No one is going to save you. You're the last human in this country that we captured and you look enticing enough for a tribute and offering to our succubus mother."