"My my, hello there beautiful! You must be one of those angels!" I heard an older man say while I paid for my food at the college cafeteria.
"Oh, you're so sweet!" I replied as I smiled at him and gave him a sly wink before I walked away with my food.
The irony if he only knew what I was. Once I walked into the main cafeteria area, I noticed it was nearly empty. It wasn't too surprising since I was having a very late lunch. Even with the cafeteria pretty deserted, I still got a fair amount of attention. Almost every single guy who was still there turned and stared at me. I saw their eyes follow my every step and I couldn't help but smile at a few of them. Given how I was dressed, I knew they just couldn't help it.
Since the fall weather was slightly cool, I wore a sweater dress that clung tightly to my body. The dress had a series of buttons at the top and naturally, I undid most of them. It gave me a plunging neckline and exposed a fair amount of my smooth and soft C-cup breasts. Because of how formfitting the dress was, I opted out of wearing a bra. The straps would have ruined the look and it wasn't like my perky breasts really needed one anyway. Additionally, the dress was so tight that it also highlighted my perfectly flat stomach and wide hips too.
If my upper body didn't demand attention, then my lower body did. My tight ass pushed the skin-tight dress material out and left nothing to the imagination when it came to my round curves. If anyone looked close enough, they would notice I wasn't wearing a thong or panties either. It was a little risque and dangerous since the bottom of the dress was fairly short too, which meant my well-defined legs were almost completely naked. My outfit practically screamed 'pay attention to me', and I loved the stares.
However, I found it kinda depressing that none of the guys made a move. I sat down at a table alone, and none of them attempted to try to talk to me or get up and join me. It was honestly pretty sad. Normally, I would've just taken the initiative and found the cutest boy to sit next to where we would both soon forget about eating regular food. Since I already had a quick snack with a freshman earlier, I was content to just eat alone and see if any of them finally found their balls.
"Do you mind if I join you?" I heard someone say near me.
Finally! Someone actually worked up the courage to approach me. I looked up and was honestly kinda shocked. Damn, he was super freakin' attractive. Like, girls should be following him around attractive. What was really peculiar though was that I didn't detect any of his scent and wasn't attracted to him at all.
Normally, I could smell a guy this attractive from fairly far away and I would follow it to seduce him, but this guy was weirdly different. Not just weird, it was actually pretty damn bizarre. I was always keenly aware of a man's aroma and usually felt instant attraction towards any guy that came anywhere near me. If he wasn't standing right in front of me, I wouldn't know he was even there.
"Is that a yes? Maybe?" I heard him say again as I realized I was lost in thought and was just staring at him blankly.
"Oh, yes, please do," I finally replied and leaned back in my chair and studied him as he sat down in front of me.
He had an absolutely gorgeous face with eyes that felt alive and passionate. His upper body was fairly lean, but I could tell that under his shirt he was absolutely ripped. He looked strong, composed, confident, and his smile was beyond charming. My snack earlier didn't fully satisfy me, so I was still confused why I wasn't attracted to this fine male specimen that now sat in front of me.
"Let me guess, you're probably wondering why you aren't attracted to me and why I'm not attracted to you either," he spoke nonchalantly as he forked some of his food to his mouth.
What the hell did he just say? Did he really say that he wasn't attracted to me? There wasn't a guy at this school who didn't make a double-take when they saw me. I didn't know what was up with him, but if he thought that I couldn't seduce him, he had another thing coming. I leaned forward and rested my elbows on the table as I cupped my face in my small hands. I knew my breasts would be even more visible due to my neckline and I figured there was no way he wouldn't be able to take a peek.
"You shouldn't jump to conclusions, I have a skilled tongue and be very persuasive," I said seductively.
I saw him pause from eating and anxiously waited for his eyes to wander over to my boobs. Instead, he looked right into my emerald green eyes and then started to laugh instead. What the hell was wrong with this fucking boy? I couldn't help but narrow my eyes and glare at him.
"Oh man, that was so perfect. I never met a succubus before, but you just acted exactly like I would have imagined. Did you really have to be so stereotypical though? Where's the class? Or the originality?" he responded humorously.
My eyes went from narrowing to opening wide in shock as I leaned back in my chair. Wait, did he know that I was a succubus? There was no way in hell that he could know. Maybe he was just throwing something out there based on how I was dressed? I quickly regained my composure so as to not tip him off and I forced myself to laugh too.
"A succubus? Oh yeah, sure, the attractive girl just has to be some sort of evil succubus. Some girls are just sexually confident and a little playful," I responded lightheartedly.
"Yeah, I get that. Some girls, absolutely. But you, being a succubus, really can't help it can you?"
"What makes you so sure that I'm some sort of evil succubus?"
"Well, first, I never said you were 'evil' or anything like that. Secondly, I should know because I'm an incubus. I've been playing the game a little bit longer than you have and well, let's just say that game can recognize game."
I stared at him incredulously. Really? An incubus? I thought that they were just a myth! I guess I shouldn't speak so soon because succubus' were supposed to be myths too. It might explain why I wasn't attracted to him nor could I smell him. It also might explain why he was so...hot. Well, maybe he wasn't hot at this exact moment as I watched him shovel food into his face like he hadn't eaten in days.
"By the way, my name's Kevin," my tablemate said as he put down his fork and extended his arm for a handshake.
I hesitantly and slowly extended out my hand to shake his and finally responded, "I'm Shauna."
The moment I touched his hand, I knew something was incredibly different about him. His skin felt blazingly hot to me. Like, so hot that he should be passed out and rushed to the hospital, and yet he seemed completely fine. Not only that, but I almost felt like I recognized him. Maybe not recognize him personally, but it felt like I was stranded on an island and I finally found another human being. Well, maybe more like another demon. It felt strangely comforting.
"Shauna the succubus. Nice! It has a good ring to it. Better than Kevin the incubus anyway. Maybe I should change my name to Ivan? Anyways, it's super cool to meet you," he said enthusiastically.