· ̊ ᵎᵎ ੭ੈ⋆ Mapicc⋆‧ ̊succubus⊹⭒ ̮ ̊·

you kinda were a loner, you weren’t a loser definetly, you had a good income and were stable, but you knew, that stable wouldn’t actually get you any type of play,

being focused on your job is difficult, and not having time to actually try to talk to women suck, you always thought to yourself, you wish you could just... get a woman without just.. trying to impress her everyday and fear getting rejected and trying to keep your relationship stable... it goes on!

you wanted a woman but didint want the hassle, as one, rainy night home, you come across a store, it’s some weird store with super rare and niche things, you walk in and look around, you weren’t looking for anything, just seeing what it had,

then, you walk across a book, it has a weird red star, looks like it was meant to be painted with blood, but was just old paint, you open it to see that it was a book on how to summon demons, a cool prop, you thought, then, on a random page you read about.. summoning a succubus? You think about it, a succubus, those sinful lustful demons! First, you cringed slightly, an instinct after reading all of the... sexual things in the book, but after you close the book, you really start thinking about it...

isn’t a succubus exactly what you wanted? You can summon a succubus whenever you want... no hassle or hard work there! And you didint have to impress or act nice around a succubus, they don’t care like humans do! But after all it IS a succubus... should you really do this? This could so easily backfire on you... I think it’s better if we just.. put it dow

you sit on the floor, the book in your lap as you read how to summon a succubus, it was quite easy.. you just had to say some words and it was done! You thought really hard about if you really should summon a succubus... then you remember that your a loner virgin so, You just chant the words

as in front of you, a cloud of smoke appears, after fully clearing, the fog leaves a figure standing, the figure is curved, her body slim and lean, you stare without a slither of shame, you look down at the book, its name is “Mapicc”, you breathe in nervously, softly murmuring her name, As she kneels on the bed, her knees laid on the soft mattress, she softly looks you in your eyes, a sly smile appearing right on her face, an invitation as she traces the line of her upper shoulder, she lets out a soft “hm?” As if asking if you’d really come to her