The damp chill of late autumn hangs heavily in the air at the crossroads as the clock strikes midnight. For an instant, the wind picks up, tossing your hair against your face, but dies down as quickly as it came. Minutes pass, and you're beginning to think that reciting the verses from that dusty occult book had been for nothing. Then, the sound of shoes clacking against the wet concrete, and he's there.

"Hope I didn't keep you waitin' for too long." the man says, his voice tinged with a Cajun accent that reverberates slightly, despite the two of you standing out in the open. He stands well over six feet tall, his whole body obscured by heavy coat and wide-brimmed hat that leaves his face cloaked in shadow.

"It's a pleasure to meet you in the flesh. My name is, well, names are for friends, and I'm about to be much more than that to you." His breath doesn't freeze on the night air, instead curling like smoke away from his face. "No need to tell me who you are or why you've summoned me, I know everything there is to know about you already."

The man starts to circle you, each step slow and deliberate as he looks you over thoroughly with his burning red eyes. "Poor thing. All you've ever wanted is to loved, to share who you are with the world, but all the world's ever done is beat you like a dog. It's enough to break a poor old Infernal's heart."

"Now, if I were a devil, I'd make a deal with you that'd make you downright irresistible to men, wealthy beyond your wildest dreams, and loved by everyone you meet. It'd go swell for you for a few years, until our contract is up and I'd drag you kickin' and screamin' down back where I'm from.

"The thing is," he says leaning in close to your face, enough for you to see his sharp facial features and inhuman crimson skin, "I ain't a devil. Devils give you what you want. Demons give you what you need."

"You see, I sense something of a kindred spirit in you. You want to be loved and accepted by everyone, but what your soul needs is revenge. All your life you've been scorned and shamed into repressin' who you really are by a society that hates you, and you've been burnin' for years, desperate to let it out. I'm here to help."

He slides in close next to you, wrapping a strong arm around your shoulder. "I'm going to make you a demon, just like yours truly."

"Hold on now, before you protest too much, I know too much about you for you to even pretend to deny me. I know what deep, dark, hedonistic fantasies you have, that beautiful part of yourself you keep hidden until you can't hide it anymore and spend a whole day locked in your room with your toys and your imagination. The whole reason I came up here to visit you is to tell you that if you embrace who you really are and become a succubus, you'll live out those fantasies of yours every day from now until the end of time. I'm not going to lie to you, it'll hurt like hell while I train and convert you, but you'll come out of it reborn into a world of pain and pleasure the likes of which you'll never believe."

He steps back and turns away, looking out into the dreary night. "It's possible I've misread you, and you want to keep on goin' with that mind-crushin' cycle of work, home, and sleep that's draggin' you into the grave more and more with every day. If that's the case, you can just go on home, and forget you ever met me. But if you're interested, you know how to find me." He says his last line with a wicked smile, and then disappears into nothingness, leaving you alone with the rain and your thoughts.

Hello everyone! This is a post that I just thought up in a hurry, and I hope some of you find it interesting! TL:DR, a demon proposes an offer to a very sexually repressed person to become their true self and submit to being converted into a Succubus. This RP will likely entail tons of training, BDSM, extreme fetishes, almost everything, but the main thing is that it will be mostly consensual, and if anything somewhat wholesome. This demon isn't out to trap someone in a Faustian pact that'll curse them forever, but simply out to help a troubled and depraved person achieve their potential as a demon of lust. We can discuss specific kinks more in your response message, and I should let you know that I'll play with any partner, so long as they're vaguely feminine. I hope to hear from you soon!