Jacob's sneakers touched solid concrete as he stepped down from the ledge, heart pounding. The cold wind whipped past his ears, but it wasn't that which made his skin crawl, it was the lingering sensation of something wrong in the air. He stood in the middle of the school rooftop, staring at his trembling hands.
"Did that really just happen?" he muttered.
No one was around. Just him, the sky above, and the echo of the succubus's laughter still ringing in his ears.
Then it appeared.
A sudden pulse of energy, hot, thick, and unmistakably supernatural, washed over him, and a glowing purple screen appeared out of thin air in front of his face, vibrating with the same strange power he had felt when the succubus tore reality open.
CONTRACT ESTABLISHED
You have 10 days to complete your first target.
Objective: Have sex with a chosen target before the time runs out.
Failure to comply results in termination.
Time Remaining: 10 days
Jacob blinked.
"...What the fuck?" he breathed.
He staggered back a step, the glowing screen hovering after him like some twisted game tutorial.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS?!"
His voice echoed off the rooftop walls. Rage, panic, and disbelief twisted in his gut.
He stumbled backward, nearly tripping on his own feet. "Have sex in ten days? With who?! I've never even kissed anyone! If I could get laid that easily, I wouldn't be standing on a damn rooftop trying to die!"
His voice cracked.
"Stupid, manipulative, big titty-demon bitch!"
A gust of hot air swept over him. The temperature around him spiked. The scent of sweat and flowers, sin and sweetness, suddenly filled the air.
And then she was there.
She didn't just appear. She unfolded into existence like a flame tearing through silk. Her legs, long and thick in all the right places, stepped out of nothing. Her hips swayed like temptation had learned how to walk. A microscopic black thong clung to her curvy waist, and her full breasts strained against a lace bralette so sheer it might as well not have existed.
Her skin glowed with an unnatural smoothness, a flawless caramel hue kissed by hellfire. Her hair, long and Grey , shimmered like an oil spill, cascading down her back and teasing the swell of her wide, perfectly sculpted ass.
Jacob froze. His breath caught. His pants tightened in seconds.
Just being near her made his heart pound with unbearable need, his blood thickened, his thoughts fogged, his mouth dried up. His cock strained beneath his jeans like it wanted to rip free and bow before her.
"You called, little Jacob?" she purred, voice like silk sliding over bare skin. "You wound me, you know?. All that anger. After I just saved your life?"
"You…" he stammered. "You're… You're doing this on purpose. You're making me-…"
"Horny?" she giggled. "That's the idea, love. Consider it a side effect of being in the presence of a Class-S Seduction Demon. Don't worry, you'll get used to the heat."
She stepped closer, her heels clacking, and Jacob instinctively backed into the railing.
"I'm not asking you to sleep with every girl at once," she said, trailing her clawed finger along his jaw. "You've got ten days. Just one girl to start. One taste. That's all it takes to awaken the rest of you."
"Why me?" he whispered.
"don't be dull , boy. this is Because you wanted to die," she said, grinning wickedly. "And now, instead of death, you've been given the chance to truly live."
She flicked her finger, and the purple screen transformed in a flash of seductive neon light. It expanded into a glowing game-like panel, complete with animated icons and text.
SUCCUBUS CONTRACT SYSTEM
Perks Unlocked:
Pheromone Pulse (Passive): Increases your sexual appeal within a short range.
Temptation Gaze(Active): Your eyes stir lust in those who meet them.
New Feature Unlocked: Target Tracker
(Find, Mark, and Pursue sexual targets. Consent is still king, darling.).
Jacob's eyes darted across the glowing screen.
"This is insane..." he whispered again, voice hoarse.
"Oh, and one more thing," she said, voice now low, almost threatening.
"Don't disappoint me, Jacob. I chose you because you have potential. But if you fail… I won't just let you die. I'll make sure your last orgasm feels like heaven, and then I'll drag your soul to hell."
She winked, blew him a kiss that ignited his blood… and then vanished in a swirl of flame and perfume.
The rooftop went still again.
Jacob stood there panting, sweat dripping down his brow, the purple panel still glowing in the air.
His eyes fell on the timer:
Time Remaining: 10 days
The school bell rang, its shrill tone echoing down the empty corridors like a funeral knell for the day's routine. Students filtered out of classrooms and into the halls with the usual blend of relief and exhaustion. Laughter, the shuffling of feet, and the occasional slamming locker created a dull buzz as the school exhaled its final breath for the afternoon.
Jacob remained on the top floor a moment longer, his hands in his pockets, eyes still adjusting to the surreal nature of the day. That purple screen, the perks, the succubus, it all still felt like a fever dream. But the slight bulge in his jeans and the lingering scent of sex in his brain said otherwise. This was real. Too real.
He sighed and started down the stairs, his mind spinning.
"Seduce someone in ten days. No pressure, right?"
His footsteps echoed as he descended, boots slapping against the worn steps. The sound of chatter grew louder. He wasn't ready to be among them again, not yet, not like this. Not when the hunger the succubus had stirred in him was still raw, curled low in his gut like a fire begging for fuel.
He rounded a corner on the stairwell and collided hard into someone coming up.
A soft yelp escaped her lips as books and papers went flying. Jacob stumbled back, arms flailing slightly before catching himself on the railing.
"Shit, I'm sorry!" he blurted instinctively.
The girl knelt immediately, scrambling to gather her things. "No, it- it's fine. My fault, I wasn't watching where I was going"
Then Jacob's eyes fell on her.
She had long, slightly frizzy dark hair that fell over her face, partially obscuring a pair of oversized glasses. Her school uniform looked a size too small, her shirt straining dangerously at the buttons across her chest. Her breasts were massive, unreasonably, overwhelmingly huge, like they were daring the fabric to give out and spill them into the open. Every breath she took made her top ripple at the seams. Her skirt was modest, reaching just above her knees, but her socks hugged thick, pale thighs that peeked from beneath the hem.
She was the kind of girl that could've been ignored in the background of every classroom, quiet, head down, awkward posture, but up close? It was like discovering a hidden bombshell behind layers of self-doubt and cotton.
Jacob's apology stalled in his throat.
His eyes were glued to her chest, shame be damned. Something primal stirred in him, and then-…
[D-Rank Target]
[Attraction: 25%]
The purple screen popped up above her head, translucent and unmistakable. His blood ran cold. His breath caught.
It was real. Again.
The same system interface. Same glow. Only now it was tied to her.
"She's one of them. A target."
The realization crashed into him like cold water and arousal all at once.
The girl looked up finally, hugging her books to her chest. Her cheeks were flushed, not angry, not embarrassed in the way girls usually looked at him, but… flustered. Pink.
She didn't immediately back away. She didn't wrinkle her nose or mutter insults under her breath like most girls did when he stood too close. Instead, she gave him a faint, nervous smile.
Jacob blinked.
That's when he felt the faint ripple from one of his perks, Pheromone Pulse. A subtle warmth, like a light breeze brushing off him and onto her. Her pupils dilated slightly. Her breathing hitched.
It was working. She felt something. Interest.
Her fingers clutched her books tighter, but she didn't look away. "I… I should really pay more attention," she murmured, adjusting her glasses and lowering her eyes, but not before he caught another flicker of pink on her cheeks.
Jacob's thoughts raced. Do I say something clever? Funny? Compliment her tits? No. Dumbass. Play it slow.
He bent down to pick up one of her notebooks. "You- You're not hurt, r-right?" he asked, keeping his voice low but calm.
She shook her head quickly. "No, no. I just wasn't expecting… um, someone."
"I get that a lot," he replied with a crooked smile, handing her the book. "I'm Jacob, by the way."
She hesitated, then responded. "M-Mira. Mira Dawson."
The panel above her head flickered for a second.
[Attraction: 27%]
It's rising, Jacob realized. Even just talking works.
Mira fumbled with her books, then stood, her body shifting awkwardly as she tried to keep her chest from bouncing too much. It didn't help.
Jacob had to force his eyes up to her face. She was cute. In that painfully shy, "I sit in the back and doodle manga" kind of way.
And she was his first step toward survival.
"Hey," he said, trying to sound casual. "Thanks for not freaking out or slapping me."
She laughed lightly, the sound small but genuine. "its fine , Jacob."
The panel flickered again.
[Attraction: 30%]
Jacob's grin widened slightly. The game had officially begun.