You lean against the frame and stare at your reflection in the mirror.
You have brown eyes and black hair. Your skin is tanned golden, with no lines.
No wings, no tail, no horns. You're human.
A sigh of relief escapes your lips. So it was all a dream. A chaotic vision, started in the throes of sexual ecstasy. Nothing more.
Relieved, you smile, and lick your dry lips.
"Crazy dream," you start to mutter, until you see your PC.
The image of the succubus you remains on screen. Included below the image, however, is an instant message box:
"I know what you lust for. Before night's end, you shall have it. --Big S"
The box remains open, patiently awaiting your response.
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