I’d have to sell my soul to the devil?” I ask. Her movements are slow and sensual, her hips swaying in a deliberate rhythm that seems to draw me in. But it’s not like they tell you, the whole fire and brimstones.” She chuckles darkly, her laughter echoing in the small room. Only the male of our kind, an incubus, can make a succubus. The monotonous drumming of the bass from the main part of club suddenly goes silent and the air in the room seems to thicken, becoming heavy and still. I nod silently and walk into the vestibule. She told me it was okay.” I stammer, trying to sound as non-threatening as possible. They are identical in every way from their pert little breasts to their fully shaved pelvis. Her gaze holds mine for a moment, and I feel a spark of connection, as if she’s sizing me up. I don’t stop them. I was in complete shock, it was supposed to be a routine visit. A part of me is tempted by the offer, but another part knows that it would be a mistake. collected. We turn a corner, and enter a room. If you accept, I can offer you a chance at a new life, a chance to be something more than a mere mortal.
