Chapter 1: Succubus x An encounter in the red light district back alleyway.

On the day of my deadline I was walking down a back alley in the red light district searching for some inspiration to write a heart pounding sex scene that would really get a man’s blood pumping. I had to admit there was quite the selection of cultured women to choose from. However, none of them quite had what I was looking for.

I was searching for the divine figure of legends that every man dreamt of. One that just seeing it turns you rock solid in a second. Alas, it was to no avail, I never came across the fabled body of legends even after wandering these back alleyways all night.

I decided to return home and call it a night. I was sure I wouldn’t find what I was searching for tonight. I figured I’d just try to beg for an extension if need be. I turned around and took one step before I stopped frozen in place.

A chill ran down my back. It felt like someone had locked their gaze onto my back. I noticed a sudden scent pervaded the surroundings that wasn’t there just moments before. It was a lewd, intoxicating smell.

Before I realized it, my body reacted on its own. My breathing had suddenly become much deeper and heavier as well. My body was heating up and I I felt light headed to the point I thought I might black out. Was it because all the blood rushed down there too quickly?

Why did my body react like this out of nowhere? I hadn’t even seen any sort of stimulus. Was this strange scent the cause?

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“Schluck. Slurrr. Sckoo…”

From behind where I’d just been facing before I heard some very suggestive wet sounds. I was certain there had been nobody there before.

“Ah. Stop if you... so hard I won’t be able to hold back.”

“Itshu fwine if you fwinish in onwy ten secwonds. It’s cwute afterwall.”

“No way I want to enjoy~ ah. Ah. I’m… Ah! I can’t even- wait. Stop.”

I turned around and glanced towards where the very suggestive words came from and found a woman on her knees in front of a man with a melted euphoric expression on his face with his back pressed against a wall.

From that point on my memories became a blur.

When I woke up next I found myself in front of my laptop. No way… it was all just a dream?

Shit! What am I doing? The deadline! How can I fall asleep like that when I have work to do?

I pressed the power button on my laptop and found the blank document I’d opened up last night before I passed out. Eh? Blank document? What is this? A story? I wrote one before I fell asleep?

I scrolled to the bottom without reading through it and verified that it had the word “End” on the last line. I’d actually finished it? For real? Wholy shit! It’s a miracle!

What time is it?

Ah. No way! I don’t even have time to proofread or edit it. Hell, I don’t even remember what I wrote. As I was out of time I picked up my laptop and ran to my car. I slammed my foot on the pedal and sped off quickly towards the studio’s office. I had a meeting with them today and I was supposed to go over the manuscript today with them in person. Before I left, I quickly sent the manuscript over to them in an email. I was supposed to have emailed it to them last night, but I couldn’t remember if I had. I didn’t bother to check and just resent it just in case I hadn’t.