To Swindle a Succubus
Jim sat in the basement of an abandoned house, a pentagram drawn on the floor in front of him surrounded by candles. He had been trying various chants for hours in an attempt to summon a succubus in order to carry out his plan. So far, none of them had worked, but then again, he hadn't really expected them to, having looked them up on various occult websites, but had to try them anyway just to be sure.
It was getting late now, and he was starting to loose confidence. His could feel himself getting weary, and was beginning to think he might just fall asleep right here and now. But he forced himself to stay awake, just one more, he thought. One more try. If this one doesn't work, I give up.
He began chanting an incantation in some long forgotten language, having not the faintest idea what he was actually saying. As the final words left his lips, to his simultaneous shock and excitement, the candles suddenly flared up like geisers of flame, and black smoke began to rise from the center of the pentagram. When it cleared away, there stood an imposing, yet at the same time, incredibly beautiful figure. Her skin was blood red, with two long horns protruding from her forehead. Bat-like wings grew from her back, as her pointed tail lazily swayed back and forth, and her long black hair cascaded down to her knees.
She was dressed in a dominatrix style outfit, with a black corset, thong and high heeled boots that came up to her thighs. But most noticeable of all was her curvaceous body, with breasts at least the size of melons and a booty to match. Her glowing orange and yellow eyes stared down at Jim with an unreadable expression, and after a few moments of silence, she finally spoke.
"Who summons me to the mortal world?"
After gathering himself and lifting his jaw off the floor, Jim replied "I do. I wish to make a deal with you, miss...um, I'm afraid I don't know your name." The succubus gave an amused smirk "It is impossible for humans to even pronounce my name. But for the sake of convenience, you may call me Fiona."
"Okay then. Fiona, I have a proposition for you. I offer you my soul, to be delivered upon death, in exchange for three wishes." Fiona grinned wickedly, showing her pointed teeth. Succubi are always looking for human souls to add to their collections, and can't resist when a mortal willingly offers theirs.
"I accept your offer, human. Whatever you desire shall be yours." Jim stuck out his hand and Fiona shook it, thus sealing their deal, and officially obliging Fiona to grant whatever Jim asked for. "First, I want you to be my girlfriend, to do whatever I ask of you for the rest of my life." Fiona chuckled "Not so popular with the ladies, eh, human?"
Jim ignored her remark and continued "Second, I wish to be handsome, more handsome than any male model on earth." Fiona nodded. She could easily do that and his first wish as well. But then he made his third request, which hit her like a freight train. "Lastly, I wish for immortality."
"WHAT?!" It was at this point Fiona realized she had been tricked. If he was immortal, he could never die or grow old, and thus she couldn't collect his soul! And since she had already shaken his hand, she had no choice but to fulfill his wishes!
"You rotten little...! You cheated me!" Fiona cried, while Jim chuckled to himself. " I knew your kind couldn't resist the offer of a fresh soul, but it's your own fault for agreeing to my deal before you even knew what my wishes were." Fiona couldn't believe it, the human was right! How could she be so stupid!?
"Now then, I believe there is a matter of your end of the bargain?" Giving an exasperated sigh of frustration, Fiona snapped her fingers. "There. When you wake up in the morning, your second and third wish will be fulfilled. You will be handsome as a statue of a god, and will remain so for eternity. In the meantime, just call my name out loud if you wish to see me, um...what should I call you?"
"You may call me Love, Master, or any other endearment of the sort will do. You are dismissed." With that, Fiona disappeared in a flash of fire and Jim made him way back home, a wide grin on his face the entire time. His life was about to get a whole lot more interesting.
It was getting late now, and he was starting to loose confidence. His could feel himself getting weary, and was beginning to think he might just fall asleep right here and now. But he forced himself to stay awake, just one more, he thought. One more try. If this one doesn't work, I give up.
He began chanting an incantation in some long forgotten language, having not the faintest idea what he was actually saying. As the final words left his lips, to his simultaneous shock and excitement, the candles suddenly flared up like geisers of flame, and black smoke began to rise from the center of the pentagram. When it cleared away, there stood an imposing, yet at the same time, incredibly beautiful figure. Her skin was blood red, with two long horns protruding from her forehead. Bat-like wings grew from her back, as her pointed tail lazily swayed back and forth, and her long black hair cascaded down to her knees.
She was dressed in a dominatrix style outfit, with a black corset, thong and high heeled boots that came up to her thighs. But most noticeable of all was her curvaceous body, with breasts at least the size of melons and a booty to match. Her glowing orange and yellow eyes stared down at Jim with an unreadable expression, and after a few moments of silence, she finally spoke.
"Who summons me to the mortal world?"
After gathering himself and lifting his jaw off the floor, Jim replied "I do. I wish to make a deal with you, miss...um, I'm afraid I don't know your name." The succubus gave an amused smirk "It is impossible for humans to even pronounce my name. But for the sake of convenience, you may call me Fiona."
"Okay then. Fiona, I have a proposition for you. I offer you my soul, to be delivered upon death, in exchange for three wishes." Fiona grinned wickedly, showing her pointed teeth. Succubi are always looking for human souls to add to their collections, and can't resist when a mortal willingly offers theirs.
"I accept your offer, human. Whatever you desire shall be yours." Jim stuck out his hand and Fiona shook it, thus sealing their deal, and officially obliging Fiona to grant whatever Jim asked for. "First, I want you to be my girlfriend, to do whatever I ask of you for the rest of my life." Fiona chuckled "Not so popular with the ladies, eh, human?"
Jim ignored her remark and continued "Second, I wish to be handsome, more handsome than any male model on earth." Fiona nodded. She could easily do that and his first wish as well. But then he made his third request, which hit her like a freight train. "Lastly, I wish for immortality."
"WHAT?!" It was at this point Fiona realized she had been tricked. If he was immortal, he could never die or grow old, and thus she couldn't collect his soul! And since she had already shaken his hand, she had no choice but to fulfill his wishes!
"You rotten little...! You cheated me!" Fiona cried, while Jim chuckled to himself. " I knew your kind couldn't resist the offer of a fresh soul, but it's your own fault for agreeing to my deal before you even knew what my wishes were." Fiona couldn't believe it, the human was right! How could she be so stupid!?
"Now then, I believe there is a matter of your end of the bargain?" Giving an exasperated sigh of frustration, Fiona snapped her fingers. "There. When you wake up in the morning, your second and third wish will be fulfilled. You will be handsome as a statue of a god, and will remain so for eternity. In the meantime, just call my name out loud if you wish to see me, um...what should I call you?"
"You may call me Love, Master, or any other endearment of the sort will do. You are dismissed." With that, Fiona disappeared in a flash of fire and Jim made him way back home, a wide grin on his face the entire time. His life was about to get a whole lot more interesting.