[NOTE: This book is now hosted at htps://app.heartformer. com/guide . This page probably won't be updated regularly anymore, but it's left here as a signpost to the new site]

The thick, curvaceously-bound leather-covered tome catches your eye the moment you round the corner of the erotica section, sticking out from among the rows of paperbacks. It gleams as you pick it up, the silver-inlaid writing seeming to catch the moonlight--but wasn't it day when you walked in here? Was this bookstore even here  yesterday? It's familiar, but...

Drawing it out of the shelf reveals--is this some kind of laptop? There's a keyboard folded back along the back cover, so that if you open it like one, you'd be able to type on it like one, and it feels more solid than just paper and leather should be.

Actually, it feels as heavy as a universe, in your hand...and the soft leather and vanilla-scented pages seem as if begging you to open it and read, so you do. After all, isn't that why you're here? To spread the pages of a really enticing book wide, and--what even is this? The first page seems to be a slab of polished obsidian, complete with rough edges and a kinky-looking silver chain attaching the keyboard to it. When you gaze at the surface, instead of your reflection, letters form in its darkness:

The Creation and Forming of Monstrous Companions

You flip through the text, growing more incredulous by the moment, until:

This would also be the part where we warn you this book's a dreamskin

...and is a tool for making your dream companion real--which seems to mean that you're holding the "seed" of a succubus in your hands, or rather, a device made for helping you "grow" the memetically-based potential-entity the erotic novel that makes up about two-thirds of the text you've just skimmed "contains" into your perfect sexual partner.

Things escalate from there: the text is at pains to let you know that however extreme or weird you think your kinks are, succubi have had you beat (or had you beating them...) for millions of years. Dividing the race into "succubi" and "incubi" is silly because your partner will develop whatever combination of sexual characteristics (which seem to include, for a start, tails) is best at getting a good meal out of you, including, if the novel is to be believed, full-body shapeshifting. Their sexual fluids ("nectar") are an aphrodisiac healing-potion that stabilizes your body in a condition that will let you fuck all the time if you keep drinking it. And of course, one day, they'd like to bring you home to meet the family...  

The other third of the text is a guide to "heartforming" that uses the story as a jumping-off point for teaching you the occult techniques that will allow you to "heartform" your newly "implanted" succubus seedling, communicate with them easily, and use this strange book-tablet-thing to make the job easier and keep track of what you're doing over time.

After a long while, you close the cover, stare at the object, wondering. There's no way this is for real, is there? Even the mystical-seeeming e-reader could just be a high-end tablet in a cool-looking case. Probably. When you look down again, there's text on the back cover you're sure is new:

You're asking yourself: is this some kind of art project? A new role-playing game? Some kind of super-horny guide to tulpamancy?
Well.
Yes, but actually no. This is all real. The question is whether you have the imagination to believe in it. The answer to that is up to you, and there's only one way to know for sure.
Come on, you know you want to.

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