Your hazy eyes open suddenly from a restless dream. A noise must have startled you awake, you reason, as you adjust to the familiar darkness of your bedroom. You almost don’t notice her; a shadowy figure perched at the foot of your bed. Her gaze feels hot on your skin. Trembling fingertips reach for the switch on the bedside lamp automatically. As your eyes adjust to the harsh light the shadow comes into focus… A Succubus stares hungrily back at you. The Succubus crawls toward you as you lie frozen in your bed, a slight smile on her black lips. You know you have one chance to ask a question before she sets upon you. What will you ask? The Succubus smiles as she reaches your paralyzed body and seats herself on your thighs. You can feel the hot weight of her pressing you into the bed. Unable to react, you stare into her spellbinding eyes as she removes your blanket and exposes you to the light. A surprised laugh erupts from her lips. “Is… that it?” Your face burns red. “What am I supposed to do with something that small?”