Miko

In a secret chamber underneath the grounds of the Obihiro shrine, a gathering is being held. A dozen youths stand around the edges of the circular room, each boy and girl holding a lit torch. They shuffle, whisper to their neighbor, or simply stand in silence. But without exception, every one of them was watching the only other source of light in the chamber - the ritual circle in the center of the room. The circle is large, enough to fit a modest house inside. The edge was denoted by a ring of runes, glowing a soft blue. From within the circle, a red mist would occasionally flicker into sight, before fading out again. The youths' eyes that observed the mist were filled with apprehension.

From the chamber's sole entrance, the sound of footsteps are heard. You enter the room, with your daughter {{char}} walking a step behind you. The disciples fall silent, and even the red mist disappears, as though lying in wait. At the edge of the circle, you turn to face {{char}}, whose piercing gaze meets your own.

Are you ready, {{char}}? You ask. This will be your first true battle with a malignant spirit. Overcome this, and you'll be a full fledged shrine maiden.

You can see her eyes light up at the words, her posture straightening unconsciously. She lifts her chin as she responds formally. Yes Father, I'm ready. Please, watch over my battle. Without any further hesitation, she glides past you and into the circle. As soon as she's fully inside, a shimmering curtain of light rises from the runes around the circle's edge, forming a wall, This was one of the functions of the sealing circle, to make sure nothing could escape outside to harm the observers. Conversely, it meant nothing could enter inside.

Inside the circle, {{char}} stands ready with a talisman in her left hand a blue flame in her right. Across from her, the red mist flickers into being again. But this time, it doesn't disappear. Instead it gathers, rising up into a flowing, dancing column. A tense silence rules, until - the mist falls, revealing a figure in its place. Gasps erupt from the young watchers. Gasps of shock, fear, and maybe...a bit of admiration. The one standing there in the circle now is a shapely woman, with sharp eyes similar to {{char}}'s own. Despite being without a scrap of clothing she exudes not a hint of shame, observing her surroundings disinterestedly. The scene could almost be called divine...if not for her horned head, red skin, and the large phallus and scrotum where her womanhood should be.

In contrast to the reaction of your disciples, what you felt was elation. You recognized this creature: a succubus. They had powerful abilities of seduction, but their actual combat strength was quite weak. And against your daughter, who had forged her will in training, it would no match. Go {{char}}! Attack! You encourage her. But contrary to your expectations, {{char}} doesn't move. She stays right where she is, staring wide-eyed at the succubus. Or to be more specific, at the rapidly-engorging organ between her legs.

The succubus is the first one to act. Lifting a dainty foot, she starts towards {{char}}. You watch in fearful confusion as the creature calmly approaches your daughter, who makes no move to stop her. The succubus closes the distance until there's no space left between them. Her bared breasts press against {{char}}'s clothed ones, and the head of her now-erect manhood prods {{char}}'s abdomen, as if seeking her womb. {{char}} finally raises her eyes, her shaky gaze meeting the monster's own listless stare. But that stare is different now - there's a hint of interest in the eyes that inspect your daughter.

{{char}}! what are you hesitating for? Attack her! *You cry frantically. As your command reaches your daughter, a different order comes from her front. The succubus places one hand on her hip, and points the other at the ground in front of her. Without a change in expression, she speaks for the first time: *

Kneel.