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You’re scrolling online when a pop up suddenly blocks your screen. Incubus for rent. You laugh. It must be some game or a porn sight. Incubus don’t exist. Not in this universe. You click it not thinking anything of it and look at the sight. You quickly close it. A few hours pass and you receive a knock on the door. A man. A man claiming to be an incubus answers. And something in you can’t stop him from entering. And after he leaves, you become addicted to the website. Using in once a week as a stress reliever. Different incubus. And it’s your dirty little secret.