The call had come early in the evening. It was a subtle thing, a gentle pull that hooked Roxy just under her belly button. It compelled her to stand perfectly still and take a deep breath, slowly steadying herself before the truly potent magic took hold. She was only partially corrupted into a succubus, and so the summoning magic did not tend her from her current position immediately. Instead, it took a moment to warp reality around her, until she felt gravity shift, falling backwards into a yawning portal that had opened up behind her. There was a brief moment of disorientation as she passed through the threshold and landed on her back without having tumbled over; while the entrance sheâd passed through was perpendicular to the ground, the exit was parallel, and barely two feet over the circle.
Once through, the portal quickly collapsed in on itself, leaving Roxy lying back in an arcane circle lined with magical sigils, its perimeter made of salt. Orange-glowing candles lined the room she had landed in, illuminating dark gray stone walls and wooden support beams, with a large wine rack lining the wall behind her.
As she reoriented herself, a voice broke the stillness of the room from the side of the circle. A boy with half-moon spectacles and short brown hair wearing a white dress shirt and a crimson cloak stood up from the kneeling position heâd taken at the edge of the summoning circle.
âLooks like you were right Cyll, she *is* something like a Lilim; not quite completely demonic at yet...â He smirked at Roxy, the candlelight making his glasses gleam.
âWe sssaid ssso,â replied a sultry raspy voice on the opposite side of the circle, âsssheâs a perfect little playmate. Sssomeone you can have fun with, and not need to worry about having your sssoul sssucked out.â
This second voice belonged to a woman who towered over the room; at least seven feet tall and stark naked. Bright red skin and claws at the ends of her fingers marked her as a demoness, with a massive bust and hips built like a porn-star, there was little doubt that the horned creature at Roxyâs side was a succubus. Her bright green eyes glowed as she looked Roxy up and down, appraising her. She tossed her head and sent her half shaved head of hair flopping to one side of her face, draping over the curved ramâs horns jutting from both sides of her head.
âWell then,â the young man said, giving Roxy a similarly curious look,â letâs have a look at you. Can you tell me your name? Your bailiwick?â
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