"I think I'd like demon classes for now. No need to burn myself out, pardon the expression."
"Good choice. Now, the entrance to the demonic side of the campus is in the basement of this building. It's an exact parallel to the mortal world campus, with obvious differences. Once you enter, you'll automatically assume your true succubus form. Once you do a semester of demon classes, and I'll enroll you in the basics first, then you can decide on a minor." Debra smirked. "I'm assuming you'll major in Erotic Studies, right?"
"How'd you guess?" Marie chuckled, absently tweaking her bare right nipple.
"No idea. Now then, you'll be given books and…um, lab equipment…by your professors for your classes. Respect them, and not just because they're more powerful and ancient than you. Remember too that for every day you spend in the Hell pocket realm, a single second passes in the real world. That becomes really important for your cover later, so Sheila doesn't get suspicious when you talk about starting classes and taking finals two minutes apart."
"And if she does?"
"Then report it to myself or the Dean before you do anything else, and try to keep an eye on her. All right, ready to get started?"
"Absolutely," Marie smiled. "Lead me on to Demon 101," she laughed.
"Actually," Debra grinned, "that's just what it's called." She led Marie down to the portal, and moments after stepping through a Sliders-like wormhole, she stood before a Gothic architecture rendition of Chapman Hall beneath a brimstone sky, in her full demonic glory.
"Amazing," she said, "and the priest said Hell'd be horrible!"
She quickly made her way to class, entering a magma-floored room with twenty-two other demons of all shapes, sizes, and types; some transformed mortals and some naturally spawned. The class itself covered the basics: how to disguise around mortals, the basic composition of demons, hellfire, brimstone, the Satanic hierarchy, and so forth. She received a copy of the Satanic Bible as her class textbook, and a small mortal soul in a containment crystal to be her torturing tutorial for the semester.
After the class, Marie had another to make across campus. She began to run to get there on time, but then the words of her instructor Mr. Dasocles came to her: You have gifts, use them! She took his advice and took wing, clearing the entire massive campus in less than a minute.
Debra had picked a great schedule for her. She readied herself for her next demon class:
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