The awkward silence in the hallway was deafening, as Alex's mom stood with her hand over her mouth, eyes darting between her son and the half-naked woman who had just appeared out of thin air.
Rose, who looked like she had just survived a riot in a strip club.
Her dress was torn in different places, her massive chest was barely contained, and her hair was a mess of blonde and pink strands.
But before the panic could rise in his mom's throat, a faint pink haze seeped from the succubus's skin, and the air in the hallway grew sweet.
"Oh, hello there~" Rose chirped, her voice shifting into a warm and genuine smile.
