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Pulse silently slipped along the narrow ledge, on a wall high up the side of an old mansion, occasionally glancing over the edge at the ground. She wasn't too worried about falling, her electric powers could be used to create a blast to cushion her fall, or even just let her regenerate from any harm. She couldn't help but grin at that. She'd had these powers a few months, mysteriously waking up with them one day, and she couldn't help but feel invincible with them! Any wounds she took healed, her bodies subconscious habit of throwing up an electrical shield before anything hit her softening any blows in the first place, and the simple fact she was sturdier than ever before made it all so sweet. Even her mind seemed to repair itself, and quite quickly. She couldn't even get drunk anymore!

As she carefully maneuvered along the ledge, she kept her eyes on her goal, a slightly ajar window. She had wanted to just charge in and blast everything but nooooo, the other heroines had claimed that would be property damage! The old building didn't even have any tasty smelling electrical sources, from what she could tell. She eventually slid next to the window and eased it open, climbing inside the building, her tight, superbly crafted leather and spandex suit all but silent as she stepped into a hallway.. And it also did little to hide her body. Small but pleasantly round breasts, a somewhat narrow waist and a firm butt adorned her slender frame. Her outfit was completed by a simple but effective mask covering her upper face. Sniffing the air, her head turned slightly towards any electricity she could 'smell' before eventually sighing and heading for the basement, the building seemingly deserted.

Growing bored, she walked down the creaky steps without really trying to be stealthy. As far as she was concerned, the building was rather deserted, or simply full of fraidy cats who were hiding from her. Stepping into the basement, she glanced around a few times, then spotted an ajar door with a slight glow just visible through the gap. Wandering over, she pushed the door open and walked in, finding some kind of glowing circle on the floor, full of all sorts of strange symbols. Kneeling down, she ran her finger over the nearest, leaving it covered in streak marks, the glow fading from it. Weird.

Stepping back up, she spots a lectern on the other side of the circle, and strolls across the glowing ring to reach it, several more marks on the floor losing their glow as her feet scuff them. Grinning a little as she reaches it, thinking it must be some big secret, ancient tome, maybe with stories of treasure, she finds herself disappointed to find what appears to be gibberish. On one of the open pages was a drawing of the circle that filled the room, with lots of illegible red text around it. Pulse figured it was some kind of warning, then glances over at the other page, which held only four lines of text, two written larger, rather like titles, and two in smaller handwriting, forming some kind of gibberish sentence.

Shrugging a little, she tries to read the first sentence "Ghaim.. rubair a'bhana-bhuidsearch..? What kinda of nonsense is this?" Shaking her head, not getting it, she goes to turn a page, until she hears a slight cough. Glancing up, she blinks a couple of times in surprise. In the middle of the circle was.. A woman? Tall, her body gleaming in some shiny material that looked painted on, a tiny waist, curvy hips, and enormous breasts. Her legs sheathed in thigh boots with incredibly tall, pointy heels, long gloves that nevertheless seem to have dangerous looking claws on the tips of the fingers, gleaming black hair with purple streaks.. And hungry eyes, purple, yet looking more like a cats than a humans. A spaded tail was wrapped around the womans thigh, and small horns poked out through the long hair atop her beautiful face.

Pulse stared at the bored looking woman in confusion, where had she come from..? Before she could even ask, the woman started to speak "Oh Mortal who dares to summon me, the Queen of Rubber, a most powerful Succubus, blah blah blah, I've done this shtick with you twits far too often. What do you want this time?" Pausing, the woman seemed to notice Pulse for the first time "Wait.. who are you? Wheres the usual horny girls?"

Pulse blinked a couple of times, then rubbed the side of her head "Uhh.. Sorry.. What? Queen of Rubber...? Succubus? Horny girls? Who are you lady, and.. I know the irony of what I'm about to ask, but whats with the fancy dress party getup?" Pulse opens her mouth to continue, but the notices the woman is distracted, looking around the circle as if she had noticed something.. A wide grin starting to form on the horned ladies face

"Well, well, well.. It looks like someone damaged the circle. I should be able to just.." The womans body gleamed as she walked forwards, light flowing over the tight outfit, her hips swinging, every movement seeming seductive. She reached the edge of the circle, then seemed to hit an invisible wall, her expression changing to one of concentration as she pushed forwards, a low growl just audible to the heroine outside the glowing ring.. Before the succubus steps through whatever barrier was blocking her "Ahhhhh... Freedom! When I find those horny little toads, I will make them beg for mercy.."

Pulse stared at the woman incredulously, then shook her head "Now... Hang on a second! I don't know who those girls are, but I can't just let you go after them! I demand you stay where you are and explain who and what the hell you are." Pulse stepped forwards, her hands crackling dangerously. The succubus however didn't even glance at her, walking towards the lectern and the tome upon it. Seeing no choice, Pulse hurls a powerful electrical blast at the figure, hoping to stun her, or even knock her out.. Only for it to hit the succubus and just fizzle out!

The woman glances over at Pulse for a moment and grins, revealing elongated canines "My my... Someones impatient. Do not worry little girl, I'll reward you for your help soon, but I need to secure this book first. Just stand there and be patient.." She blew a kiss at the heroine, a pink glowing cloud in the shape of a heart forming and wafting towards the heroine. Pulse paused midstride, a pink flush filling her cheeks. It took her several seconds to realise she had come to a complete pause, that her nipples were erect... And a dampness had started to form between her legs, the succubuses concentrated pheromones from the cloud hitting her like a truck! She was on her knees before she knew it, panting hard!

The demonic woman smirked and turned her back to Pulse again, revealing a pair of small bat like wings, before she walked around the small podium and stood before the lectern. Reaching out to take the book, she hisses suddenly and pulls her hands back, the shiny material coating them smoking for a moment. The succubus spat angrily, waving her hands as if they had been burned. "Blast! I'll have to leave it here.. So be it, its useless now. they can't summon me while I am on this, and they can't banish what they cannot find.." She taps her chin in thought with a clawed finger, only for a blast of electricity to strike her again, fizzling out again.

Looking over at the obviously aroused heroine, her lips curl back in a sneer "Really? You strike the Queen of Rubber with electricity? Pathetic.. though I am a little impressed you're resisting your urges enough to try I suppose." Blowing another kiss, another cloud falling over the heroine, she walks around the lectern towards the kneeling woman, every step sultry, her gaze locked on the svelte form, even as Pulse starts to try and play with herself. "I suppose I still owe you a reward for freeing me however." With a flick of fingers, rubbery tendrils suddenly shot out of the ground around the kneeling heroine, snagging her wrists and yanking them away from her sex, holding them tightly, forcing her to stay on her knees, panting..

"I don't.. ahhh.. Want your.. ahn.. gifts! Let go of.. nnn.. me!" Pulse tried to sound defiant, but lust filled her voice, her eyes full of desire.. the cloud of pheromones sapping her resistance. The succubus seemed to ignore her, walking right up the the heroine and squatting down to look her right in the eye, Pulses green orbs staring into the succubus faintly glowing, catlike gaze. Before she knew it, her vision began to swim, and a few moments later she slumped unconscious..