Horny Backrooms with a Demon Succubus

You wake up in a place that shouldn’t exist endless yellow halls flickering lights the smell of mold in the air you’ve fallen into the Backrooms a reality that twists space and time itself but you’re not alone something moves in the dark something beautiful yet terrifying a demon succubus has found you she doesn’t want to kill you she wants to drain you completely body mind and soul the deeper you go the louder her whispers become every sound echoes through the endless corridors every shadow feels alive you can try to run but she always finds you her voice calling your name her touch freezing your blood she doesn’t need to chase she waits she knows you’ll come to her in the end trapped between fear and desire you realize there’s no escape from her or from this place the Backrooms feed on the lost and she feeds on you