Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!

Melisa sat cross-legged on her bed, the Old World dictionary Zephyra had given her spread out before her like some ancient, mystical tome. Which, to be fair, it kind of was.

[Alright, let's do this,] she thought, cracking her knuckles. [Time to make some magic happen. Literally.]

She handled the book with the reverence of a priest touching a holy relic, terrified of so much as creasing a page. The last thing she needed was a pissed-off Zephyra on her case for damaging a priceless artifact.

"Okay," Melisa muttered, flipping through the pages. "Mind... influence... persuasion... come on, give me something good."

Her tail swung back and forth behind her as she scanned the pages, occasionally pausing to jot down a promising word or phrase.

She loved this. This part of practicing magic was more addictive than any drug to her.

After what felt like twenty minutes but was probably closer to an hour, Melisa had a list of three words and three spell lines that seemed promising. She stood up, stretching her arms above her head with a groan.

"Time to test this bad boy out," she grinned, grabbing Isabella's wand from her nightstand.

Melisa took a deep breath, focusing on the words she'd chosen. She traced the first spell line in the air, her movements precise and deliberate.

"Mentis influentia persere!"

She waited, holding her breath.

Nothing happened.

"Well, shit," Melisa sighed, flopping back onto the bed. "Back to the drawing board, I guess."

She paced around her room, muttering to herself and occasionally gesticulating wildly as if conducting an invisible orchestra of failure.

[There has to be something I'm missing. Some key component that'll make this work.]

Melisa's eyes fell on the dictionary again. On a whim, she flipped it open to a random page.

And there it was, staring her right in the face:

"Pheromones," Melisa read aloud, her eyes widening. "Wait, there's an Old Tongue word for pheromones?"

Excited now, she flipped through the pages, searching for another word that had been niggling at the back of her mind. And there it was:

"Desire."

[Okay, now we're getting somewhere,] she thought, a grin spreading across her face. [But we need one more... ah-ha!]

The word "Project" jumped out at her, completing the trifecta.

Melisa grabbed Isabella's wand again, an idea forming.

[What if...?]

She closed her eyes, concentrating hard on channeling her pheromones into the tip of the wand. It was like trying to pour water through a straw using only the power of her mind, but slowly, she felt something happening.

[Here goes nothing,] she thought, taking a deep breath.

She drew the spell line in the air, focusing all her will and intent into the movement. As she completed the gesture, she spoke the words she'd chosen:

"Pheromono desiderium proicere!"

For a moment, nothing happened. Melisa's heart sank.

Then, suddenly, a stream of shimmering pink mist poured from the tip of the wand, filling the air with a sweet, intoxicating scent.

"Holy shit," Melisa breathed, her eyes wide with wonder. "I did it. I actually fucking did it!"

She waved the wand around, watching the pink mist swirl and dance in the air. It was beautiful, mesmerizing, and more than a little terrifying.

Then, she threw it forward. A small, pink sphere flew forward, dissipating as it hit the wall.

[Okay, so it looks cool,] Melisa thought, her initial excitement giving way to practical concerns. [But does it actually work?]

She bit her lip, considering her options. She needed a test subject, someone to try the spell on. But who?

[Maybe Isabella? No, she's already too horny for her own good. I won't be able to spot the difference. Armia? Nah, I don't want to freak her out more than she already is. Maybe...?]

She grinned.

[Yeah, that should work.]

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Melisa stood before Raven in their shared dorm room, her tail swishing nervously behind her. She'd just finished explaining her idea, watching Raven's impassive face for any sign of reaction.

"So, what do you think?" Melisa asked, unable to keep the excitement from her voice. "Will you help me test it out?"

Raven sat silently for a moment, her grey eyes unreadable. Melisa resisted the urge to fidget under that steady gaze.

Finally, Raven spoke, her voice soft but clear.

"It's for research?"

Melisa nodded eagerly.

"Exactly! I need to know if it actually works, you know? And well, since we're already..." She trailed off, a faint blush coloring her purple cheeks.

Raven considered this, then gave a slight nod.

"Alright. I'll help."

"Really?" Melisa beamed. "Thanks, Raven! You're the best!"

Raven's lips quirked in what might have been the ghost of a smile.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Just sit there on your bed," Melisa instructed, moving to perch on her own bed across the room. "And, uh, let me know if you feel anything different, okay?"

Another nod from Raven.

Melisa took a deep breath, her fingers tightening around Isabella's wand. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, a mix of excitement and nerves making her palms sweaty.

[Okay, Mel, you've got this,] she thought. [Just like you practiced.]

She raised the wand, focusing intently on channeling her pheromones into its tip. It was easier this time, like her body remembered what to do. She drew the spell line in the air, movements precise and deliberate.

"Pheromono desiderium proicere!"

A small, shimmering pink sphere shot from the wand's tip, zipping across the room to hit Raven square in the chest. It dissipated on impact, leaving behind a faint, sweet scent.

Raven inhaled sharply, her eyes widening just a fraction.

"Well?" Melisa leaned forward eagerly. "Anything?"

Raven blinked, her brow furrowing slightly.

"I'm... not sure."

Melisa tried not to let her disappointment show.

"Nothing at all?"

"It's..." Raven paused, seeming to search for words. "Warm."

"Warm?" Melisa perked up. "Where?"

Raven placed a hand over her chest, where the sphere had hit.

"Here. And... spreading."

Melisa's tail swished excitedly.

"That's something! What else?"

Raven's normally pale cheeks were starting to flush.

"My heart... it's beating faster."

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Melisa blinked.

[She's not gonna have a heart attack or something, is she?]

"Really?" Melisa hopped off her bed, moving closer to Raven. "Can I...?" She gestured towards Raven's chest.

After a moment's hesitation, Raven nodded.

Melisa placed her hand over Raven's heart, feeling the rapid thumping beneath her palm.

"Wow, it really is fast," she murmured. Then she noticed something else. "Raven, you're really warm."

"I know," Raven said, her voice slightly strained. "It's... intense."

Melisa bit her lip, suddenly very aware of how close they were. She could see the slight dilation of Raven's pupils, hear the quickening of her breath.

[Holy shit,] Melisa thought. [It's actually working.]

"How do you feel?" she asked softly, her hand still resting on Raven's chest.

Raven swallowed hard.

"Hot. Tingly. Like... like I want..."

"Want what?" Melisa prompted, her own heart racing now.

Instead of answering, Raven surged forward, pressing her lips against Melisa's in a hungry kiss.

Melisa's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly melted into the kiss. This wasn't their first time, not by a long shot, but there was an urgency to Raven's actions that was particularly thrilling.

Raven's hands came up to tangle in Melisa's hair, pulling her closer. Melisa responded in kind, her tail wrapping around Raven's waist.

When they finally broke apart, both were panting. Raven's usually stoic expression was gone, replaced by one of open desire.

"Fuck," Raven breathed. "Melisa, I need..."

"What?" Melisa asked, her own voice husky. "What do you need, Raven?"

"You," Raven growled, pulling Melisa onto the bed with her. "Now."

Melisa yelped in surprise as she found herself suddenly on her back, Raven looming over her.

[Note to self,] Melisa thought dazedly as Raven's hands roamed her body. [Spell definitely works.]

Raven's lips found Melisa's neck, kissing and nipping in a way that made Melisa gasp. Her hands slid under Melisa's shirt, fingers tracing patterns on her skin that left trails of fire in their wake.

"Raven," Melisa moaned, arching into the touch. "Fuck, that feels good."

Raven made a sound that was almost a purr, her hands moving higher to cup Melisa's breasts. She kneaded them through Melisa's bra, thumbs brushing over hardening nipples.

Melisa's tail slid around Raven's thigh, her body on fire with desire. She tugged at Raven's shirt, suddenly desperate to feel skin on skin.

Raven got the message, sitting up to strip off her top. Melisa followed suit, both of them fumbling with clasps and buttons in their haste.

As soon as they were naked, Raven was on her again, pressing Melisa into the mattress. Their bodies fit together perfectly, curves meeting in all the right places.

Melisa ran her hands down Raven's back, marveling at the smooth skin and toned muscles. She'd always found Raven attractive, but right now, she was breathtaking.

Raven's thigh slipped between Melisa's legs, pressing against her core. Melisa gasped, grinding down instinctively.

"Fuck, Raven," she panted. "Please..."

Raven's hand slid down Melisa's body, fingers trailing teasingly along her inner thigh. Melisa spread her legs wider, an open invitation.

When Raven's fingers finally found her clit, Melisa cried out in pleasure. Raven circled it slowly, building the pressure in a way that had Melisa writhing beneath her.

"More," Melisa begged. "Please, I need more."

Raven obliged, sliding two fingers into Melisa's wet heat. She set a steady rhythm, her palm grinding against Melisa's clit with each thrust.

Melisa clung to Raven, her nails digging into her back. She was lost in sensation, every nerve ending singing with pleasure.

"Raven," she gasped. "I'm close, I'm gonna-"

Raven cut her off with a deep kiss, swallowing Melisa's moans as she came undone. Melisa's body shuddered, waves of pleasure washing over her as Raven worked her through her orgasm.

As Melisa came down from her high, she became aware of Raven still moving against her, seeking her own release. Without hesitation, Melisa flipped their positions, pinning Raven to the bed.

"My turn," she grinned, before sliding down Raven's body.

She wasted no time, diving in to taste Raven's arousal. Raven gasped, her hands flying to Melisa's hair.

Melisa licked and sucked, her tongue dancing over Raven's clit. She slipped two fingers inside, curling them to hit that spot that made Raven see stars.

It didn't take long before Raven was cumming.

"Ohhh... Gods," Raven muttered.

As they lay there afterwards, sweaty and satisfied, Melisa couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. Her spell had worked, and spectacularly at that.

"So," she said, propping herself up on an elbow to look at Raven. "I'd say that was a successful experiment, wouldn't you?"

Raven, her usual stoic expression returning, simply nodded. But Melisa didn't miss the slight curl of her lips, or the way her hand found Melisa's under the covers.

[Yep,] Melisa thought, snuggling closer to Raven. [Definitely a success. Now...] She looked up at the ceiling. [I have to try this on a different target.]