VB Day 11- Gettin smart!

Moira takes you to the library in Demi's house, which is pretty sweet. It's big and full of books. She has piles of books and papers on the table, including your school stuff.

"Sit," she says brusquely. You sit at the table. She sits and sifts through her notes beside you, then clears her throat. “All right. Your problem’s that your human powers have a problematic interaction with the nature of what you do hear. Excessive libido in an environment where sexual stimulation is constant is clearly not going to be an efficient transaction. On top of that, you’re a poor student because reading and academics are not your personal strong suit.”

Did she just call you stupid?

“Hey,” you say, several seconds late.

“You are failing because you keep trying to play to your weakest areas. To do better, you have to rely on what you’re good at.”

“What am I good at?” you ask, scratching your head.

“You’re an athlete. And you are libidinous.”

“What’s mean? Oh, it means horny,” you say, slapping your fist into the palm of your hand. “I understand.” See? You’re smart.

“Your human powers in this world are an asset, but you’re allowing them to be a weakness.”

“It’s hard to concentrate in class when I’m hard and everyone else is freaking out and creaming themselves,” you protest.

“You live in a world driven by magic. Why haven’t you turned to magic for a solution? I’ve already found several,” Moira says, slamming a book in front of you. “You have a power that these demons covet. There’s nothing to stop you from asserting total dominance over them, if you would just think for a moment. Look. First, you negate the negative effect that their power and your power has over yourself. Then you harness your power to your advantage. I can’t believe you haven’t thought to do this,” Moira says, sounding almost pissed.

“Um, wait. So what did you say?” you ask, cocking your head.

She stares at you. “You said you were a university student?”

“Well, I had a soccer scholarship,” you say, blushing.

Moira puts her face in her hand. “All right. This spell will lock away your power until you need it. You can bring it out and lock it up at will. It’s not a difficult spell. We start with this.”

“OK,” you agree. You might as well go with it.

It takes you a while to learn the spell, and it’s weird once you get it working. You feel clearheaded when it’s active. The magic demon words aren’t too difficult. Was it really this easy? This will stop your aura from turning on all the demons. The demons will act less sexual, which will then distract you less.

“Now, a memory spell,” Moira says, slamming another book in front of you. “So you remember what you read. It won’t help you understand it, but at least you can pass your tests.” She puts her finger on the page. “Learn it.”

“OK,” you say, cringing.

You learn that spell too.

“Now you can behave in class and pass tests. You’re studying to come a succubus. You have to learn to do that too,” Moira says, throwing down another book and opening it, pointing at another page. “Stalker spell.”

“Stalker? That doesn’t sound wholesome,” you say.

“You have to learn quickly. That means using your time efficiently. Now you can learn in your sleep. You cast this spell on a skill succubus. As you sleep, you can watch her work. Even if you aren’t trying, you’ll learn from her.”

“Learning as I sleep? I like sleeping,” you admit.

You work on that spell.

“Good,” Moira says when you recite it correctly, and test it out on Demi. Your consciousness is suddenly transported upstairs to the bedroom, where she’s watching a demon soap opera. On the screen, two burly demon men are having passionate sex and jizzing all over an office. On the bed, you see Demi lying down with her robe open, lazily rubbing her clit.

You snap back to your body.

“It works,” you report.

“Good. Now you learn a focus spell.”

“For what?”

“So you can use your power on a specific person,” she says.

“What for?”

“Because…” Moira trails off. “Trust me.”

“OK,” you agree with a shrug.

You learn that spell too. It’s been a long day, but you’re studying! This is good, right?

But you’re mentally exhausted. You eventually go upstairs to join Demi, when Moira finally says you’re ready. You find her now without the robe, using a demon vibe.

“Hey baby,” she says in a sultry voice. “Oh,” she adds when you climb into bed and flop, spent. Yeah… you need rest. You have school tomorrow. Should be interesting, though.