Last minute summons...

Standing in the middle of the recreational floor of her business, Susan crossed her arms and tapped her chin, admiring her handy work. There sitting at the bar of the rec center were the seven escorts FORMALLY of Reckinbawl’s employ. Each of them talking at the bar sipping from drinks and enjoying the music. None of them looked a day over 25 years old, their skin flawless, their hair luxurious and delicate to the touch and their bodies ripe and curvaceous. One by one she had poured her essence into all of them, moulding them into beings of youth, vigor and exquisite beauty the likes of which would melt the heart of any man tempted by them. However, ‘natural’ succubae were salacity and cruelty incarnate, craven to feed off the life essence of men and to sow despair and misery in all they cross. To avoid trouble, she had pulled out the root of evil out of all their hearts, just to be safe.

The result was a gaggle of seven blue skinned succubae neutered of their worst aspects and personality traits, giggling at the bar when one of them told a dirty joke like a bunch of teenagers.

“Really? You turned them all into demons, like us?” Asked Jen, her own arms crossed under her chest and shaking her head at the sight before turning her attention back at her friend. Compared to the others, Jen was the only one that matched Susan in terms of height and muscle after she decided to share with the others. Still, it wasn’t hard to tell them apart what with Susan’s horns framing her face like a crown or tribal mask.

“Oh, its just EASIER this way Jen.” Susan answered, turning to look her friend eye to eye with a knowing look. “Besides, at least none of us have to walk on eggshells while they’re around.”

Looking back at the chipper looking succubae at the bar, Jen slowly shrugged and begrudgingly agreed. “Yeah… I guess your right, beats explaining why everyone got horns when they go to the bathroom to powder their noses.”

“See? No harm, no foul.”

Stepping away from the bar and stirring a martini in her hand, Janet took a sip from her drink and joined Susan and Jen. “Gotta admit Suzie, you know how to fix’em back up, if I weren’t still in the fashion business, I’d be hiring them as models.”

“Really?! Why’d you stop?” Asked Susan surprised, only getting Janet to sip at her drink as an answer before Jennifer pipped in, a mischievous grin on her lips. “Because after she became a succubus, she nearly body tackled one of her male models… During the show!”

Glaring back at the tall, blue succubus, Janet fumed while Susan covered her face to keep from laughing out loud.

“Fuck off Jen! He was HOT!”

“Pff, preaching to the choir Jan, I’m not judging… But I’d have waited until the cameras weren’t rolling before pouncing.” Chuckled Susan, winking back at the devil woman while Jen laughed. “Seriously though, did he look like Channing Tatum or Chris Ev…”

Suddenly the ladies were caught off guard when a black glowing circle opened under Susan’s feet, before the woman could react, she fell through the abyss and disappeared, the portal closing behind her as her cries echoed downwards.

“HOLY CRAP! What the hell was that?”

*

“Are you sure this is going to work?”

“Of COURSE, it is! Stop complaining!”

“Shh, shut-up! It’s happening.”

The candle lit cellar began to glow brighter in intensity when the circle drawn in salt on the floor became pitch black, floating up from the darkness of the circle, Susan Storm drifted up from the darkness with her hands over her head, her eyes closed. Slowly rotating as more of her became exposed, what clothing she was wearing had burned away, leaving her in the nude save for some jewelry that survived the flames. When her cloven feet left the darkness and hovered an inch off the ground, the black portal closed, and Susan landed gracefully on her feet. Opening her eyes, Susan looked around and found herself in what looked like the cellar of some person’s home, with dozens of candles scattered around the cloth covered furniture to light up the dark space. Sitting in front of her were three college girls in goth clothing and make up staring up at her in shock and surprise. The girl in the middle holding what looked like an old spell book in her hands.

“Holy shit it worked!”

“Of course, it worked!”

“Holy SHIT she’s hot!”

Crossing her arms under her impressive bust and frowning down at the trio of girls, Susan’s tail flicked behind her, but she found it stopped after a certain distance, like it hit a wall. Gently raising her hoof and tapping the air in front of her, she found she could not escape the drawn circle on the floor, essentially trapped.

“So, what do you three want?”

“Oh my GOD, even her voice is hot!” Whispered one of the girls, covering her face as the trio whispered to each other. Looking down at the spell book while they were preoccupied, Susan found that the page left open involved summoning a powerful succubus from hell. Rolling her eyes, Susan pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance, just as the three girls finally turned their attention back to her, the girl at the center clearing her throat.

“Zhu-zan Stormbringer, Arch Seducer of the Second Circle, Breaker of Men and Queen of Vanity, we have summoned you so that you would grant us our darkest wishes.”

“Okay sweetheart, first off, my name is Susan, second, you girls are in a heap of trouble if you think I’m granting ANYTHING today… I still have paperwork to fill out back home for utilities.”

“SHUT UP, DEMON BITCH!” Declared the middle girl in the trio with a finger pointed at Susan, smirking with heavy black makeup on her lips and eyelashes.

Glaring back down at the pretentious goth girl, Susan closed her mouth and waited. Reading their essences as they began to bicker with one another. Eventually they straightened and the lead goth girl stood with her hands at her hips. “Our first wish is for you to place a curse on the boys football team, I don’t care what, boils on their dicks or whatever.”

“Lovely…”

The girl to the left stood and tried to make herself look more imperious, frowning back at Susan with a false sense of authority. “Our second wish is you make those stuck up cheerleaders bald and fat, I wanna see their hair fall out when they do their fucking practices out in the field.”

“Well aren’t you a social butterfly…” Muttered Susan, getting a sneer from the girl before the one on the right stood up with a photo in her hand.

“Uhm… There’s this boy I REALLY like named Tom, and…”

“Beth, you stupid Bitch! I told you to come up with a revenge wish, not some bullshit romance fantasy!”

“S-sorry Alicia, I was…”

“Yeah Beth! We’re not summoning this blue bitch with horns so you can suck off some nerd back at school.” Growling in anger, the teenager fumed. “What about that fucking wish I wrote for you to burn down the dean’s car, huh?”

Watching the three argue and bicker, Susan’s patience reached a boiling point. Being pulled away from her business was a bother, but to see that she was being summoned to act out the revenge fantasies to a trio of stuck up college teenagers was the icing on the cake. Sticking her fingers into her mouth, Susan whistled as loud as she could to get their attention.

“ALRIGHT! That’s it! I’m leaving.”

“What? You can’t leave, the circle prevents you from leaving.” Barked the lead goth girl, picking up the spell book and waving it in front of Susan mockingly.

“I’ll make this easy; if you three don’t get rid of that book and end this by the count of 3, I’m leaving and good luck trying to summon me again.”

“Your bluffing!”

“One…”

“You can’t tell us what to do!”

“Two…”

“Cc-can she really get out?” Worried the girl on the left, clutching the photo in her hand.

“Bullshit, we have her, dead to rights!”

“Three!” Snapping her fingers, Susan disappeared. Panicked, the three girls surrounded the circle, looking around for any trace of the demon woman and finding none.

“Well THIS is just perfect Alicia; it took us days to set this up and you just had to summon some fucking cunt with horns that could leave at any time!”

“Oh, fuck off Jessie! How was I supposed to know she could do that? The handbook says she can’t just disappear like that.”

“What a fucking waste of time!” Kicking the salt of the circle and breaking the link, Jessie spun around with a huff, stamping her foot. They were about to clean up when they heard laughter all around them.

“OH…YoU GiRlS ArE In A HeAp Of TrOuBlE NoW!”

Turning around and shivering in fright, Alicia turned around to find herself looking into the golden glowing eyes of Susan Storm, bent down to look at the girl eye to eye with a fanged smile that sent a chill down her spine.