Yes

"Then I would like to hear what you have to teach, Lilith," you answer.

"Excellent," she says.

You can hear her clap her hands together in satisfaction.

"You may already be familiar with the concepts of Succubi and Incubi, demons of lust that feed on the energies of humans, yes?"

"I am."

"Good, then I won't bore you with the mainstream human understanding of My Children. What's important for you to know is that you are part of My bloodline, as true of an Incubus as one can get. Quite literally, you are My distant Child."

"... then would it be appropriate to call you Mommy?" you ask cheekily, surprised by your own boldness.

You can tell your comment took even this... demon? Goddess? Entity? You weren't sure what she was, but even she was unprepared for your audacity. Soon she's laughing quite heartily. Her voice is like liquid silk in your ears.

"Oh, aren't you bold and cute? Tempting, and kinky, but no. I'm afraid we'll have to save that kind of play for later. I wouldn't want you to lose yourself the day you discover your true nature. As for what I am, that all depends on who you ask. Your distant Mother will suffice for now. Are you following along so far?"

"Mostly yeah. Was 30 supposed to be the awakening age or something?"

"It varies from person to person. Some awaken their powers far earlier, and others far later. Why 30 was the turning point for you specifically is solely up to you. I am here because of that awakening, and because of that book you currently hold in your hands. The previous owner cast a charm on it to act as a conduit for mediumship. They were talented but wholly unprepared for what awaited them, and now it ended up here in your little cafe. You coming into contact with the book was able to forge this link between us."

"And now I'm supposed to feed on human women for the rest of my life?"

"If that's your inclination, certainly. It's the fastest way for an Incubus to grow in power after all, but no, you're not **** to do much of anything. I've even had children give up their gifts entirely when they awoke, desiring a different life than what My bloodline can offer, but I doubt that's an option you'd actually want to take."

She left her statement hanging in the air, and you couldn't argue.

"I'll admit I never considered being an Incubus to be something I could do in life, and now I'm curious how far I can take this power. But I suppose there would be stipulations attached to this if I agree?"

"Only one; you would be bound to My service and realm for eternity. All in all, not that bad of an oath. You would never die for good, and your mortal body can be reincarnated in any mortal realm across any timeline. All of my Children only answer to Me, not each other, so there's no true Hierarchy binding you to follow, unlike other realms like those of Bahamut or Abaddon, but My word is Law. With that oath, you would be forsaking any faith or following that's not Mine or under My banner. That would include Jehova, Buddha, Muhammed, and so forth."

"I don't think that would be a problem," you answer. "None of them are speaking to me the way You are now, Mother."

She hums with satisfaction.

"Good. I think this will be a very fruitful arrangement for us both. As a small gift from Me to you, you may sample and play with your powers until the next New Moon, which is in about 18 days. On that night, I shall return to you in your dreams and we can finalize your oath. Think it over, explore, and experiment, but be careful. Draw too much from your playmates and you will kill them. Not that I will stop you or abandon you, but you are still part of your human world, bound by their human laws, and as a mere fledgling, you lack the power and control to hop dimensions, an advanced feat that takes many human years and hundreds of partners to accomplish. It's quite difficult to grow from within a jail cell, wouldn't you agree?"

"You raise an excellent point. What powers then am I able to use?"

"You've already noticed a couple so far. A seductive aura for one, increased physical prowess by human standards for another, your demon eyes are also able to see through the dark and low light conditions with ease. But your main power is the ability to feed on another's life energy through sexual contact. This is the most direct way for a Lilim to grow in their strength. Copulate, feed, grow, and in 18 days make your decision to follow Me or go back to your old life, that is... if you actually want to."

Her laughter echoes in the void as Her presence fades away, with reality returning to normal. The scent of coffee hits your nostrils again as life returns to the cafe.

"Holy shit that actually happened..." you whisper to yourself in disbelief.

You pinch yourself just in case this was all just some elaborate, dreamscape ruse to screw with your head, but nothing happens. Your eyes glance over to Jen behind the counter who was now finishing up your order with practiced ease, and you decide on one last test. Lilith said your aura had a seductive quality to it, so you wondered if you could direct its target and intensity. Only one way to find out.

The minutes tick by as you idly flip through the pages, your interest now largely focused on the petite barista completing your order. As if on cue, she comes around the corner with your steaming cup of tea in hand, humming a little tune to herself. Now that you could see all of her, you notice she's wearing white sneakers and thigh-high socks that match her shoulder straps. You suppress an involuntary urge to lick your lips as lust courses through you. It must be your Incubus blood boiling up.

"Sorry for the wait, Sir," she says as she brings you your tea.

"Not a problem at all, Lovely, thank you," you say with gratitude.

Your hands brush one more time, and this time you go on the attack. With a subtle push, you send your lustful energy through her hand and into her body. The effect is immediate and in retrospect, you're glad you now had your tea in your own hands. Her knees buckle and an involuntary moan slips out of her mouth. She grasps on the armrest of your chair to steady herself and a look of smoldering lust mixed with mortification falls upon her face.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," she apologizes breathlessly. "I... I don't know what came over me."

Powers confirmed. The poor girl was literally puddy in your hands.