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You slip off your clothes, slide into bed beside her, and gently spoon her from behind. Your hands graze her skin, the touch making your pulse quicken with anticipation. You can feel the power building, a primal urge to connect with her growing more insistent. And so, in this intimate moment, you complete the ritual, imbuing her with the energy she had requested, the air thickening with an otherworldly magic. You dream of a being in another world, a world different from ours, with an alien landscape and sky, and a cyclopean monolith dominating the scene, floating in the air, its presence terrifying, overwhelming, as you know it’s much stronger than you.
The next morning, you walk into class with your hair sticking up in messy tufts. You feel the weight of the dream lingering in your mind, an unsettling reminder of the power you have tapped into the night before. The succubus accompanies you, presented as a transfer student with the Headmaster’s approval. She explains her abnormal appearance by claiming she’s a cosplayer.
Afraid to look in the direction of any girl, fearing another complaint, you decide to stare at the floor. You've received sexual harassment complaints before and can’t tell if they're true. You do look at people, but never thought you were being creepy. However, you're unsure how others perceive it. Ilesh greets you, making small talk. Then Winston and Thomas, the two bullies, enter the classroom.
"Do you have a death wish?" Thomas tells you. "Winston warned you that if you showed up today, he’d kill you."
"Leave him alone," Winston commands, still under your brainwashing influence.
"Huh? Okay, then let’s beat up Nigger Skin. I’m in a bad mood when I see losers in my class."
Thomas grabs Ilesh from behind, choking him before throwing him to the floor. The scene is savage and painful to watch. Even the bullies in state school weren’t this violent. You can’t see what happens next because someone else approaches you. It’s Elizabeth, the Headmaster’s daughter. She looks mildly annoyed and clears her throat.
"I’m Elizabeth Franklin. I hope you’ll never speak to me," she says curtly before turning and sitting down.
"Ew, why are you talking to that creep?" Nikki, her desk neighbor, asks.
"My father told me I had to introduce myself, so I did," Elizabeth responds, leaving you confused and speechless.
>Offer Ilesh your protection in exchange for payment
>Command Winston to protect Ilesh [roll 1d100, DC 50]
>Brainwash Elizabeth to become your official girlfriend [roll 1d100]
>Lay low for the day and spend more time with the succubus
>Write in
