On a night heavy with silence, I sat alone in my dimly lit room, the weight of loneliness pressing tighter on my chest than ever before. Days had blurred into nights, and the hollow ache of isolation grew unbearable. I've got no friend nor a lover.

I have made up my mind about the forbidden book that I found in my grandfather’s attic. I put it in the center of the hexagram symbol that I drew. With trembling hands and a heart full of quiet despair, I began the ritual—summoning a succubus, hoping that even death was better than being alone.

A pink light emerged from the symbol I drew, growing brighter until it made me close my eyes because it was so dazzling. Suddenly a big-breasted girl in a P.E. shirt with gray skin, long ears and pink short hair appeared in the middle of the symbol I drew. BUT WAIT! I saw a bulge on her lower body!

The girl looks at me and smiles a toothy grin. "Are you the one who summoned me?" She opens her mouth in a vulgar way. "A trans schoolgirl wearing P.E. shirts? You sure got a very wild desire huh?" She says it in a mischievous way. "Call me Luna, I'm the succubus you summoned through the ritual, and I promise, I will be a good girl for you.. tehee"