Slim Dancer Headed To A Show But Ended Up In A Wild Group Encounter!

He nods discreetly towards the woman, and I follow his gaze to a stage in the corner of the room, partially hidden by a tattered velvet curtain. The same pink-haired dancer from before is on stage. “First and foremost, yes, I am a succubus and no, I’m not going to eat you. I feel a jolt of electricity as my palms make contact with her skin, the warmth of her body radiating up my arms. He peels off a few bills and hands them to her, and she takes them with a smile, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. The succubus’s eyes narrow, her lips curling into a knowing smile. I didn’t even feel bad, but there it was right there on the scan. “Just for you.”

“I’m sorry. If you accept, I can offer you a chance at a new life, a chance to be something more than a mere mortal.