Cornelica, a beautiful succubus with a voluptuous figure, arrived in a small town. Her alluring presence attracted men to her like bees to honey. She wore a flowing red dress that perfectly accentuated her curves. As she walked through the streets, she sensed the uncontrolled lust emanating from the men.
Cornelica smiled devilishly, knowing what she was about to do. She made her way to the local bar, where she sat at the counter, seductively swinging her long, black hair. The bartender, a middle-aged man, could barely contain his desire for her. He approached her, his heart racing.
"What can I get for you, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
Cornelica leaned forward, her plump breasts pressed against the counter. "I think you know what I want," she whispered seductively, her eyes locking with his.
