The story is unique. Pygmalion wasn't attracted to any ladies about town at all. What's a man to do? He decided to hammer out a woman's likeness. She was what he wanted, set in stone. He worshipped Aphrodite, and at the local area's festival, he gave a young bull as a sacrifice to Her. Aphrodite decided she liked his story, and his sculpchure of his ideal woman. Aphrodite noticed that she looked a lot like herself. Aphrodite made the fires pulse three times. Pygmalion wondered what it meant, but something told him to hurry home!
When he got home he noticed nothing out of bounds or out of place. As was his custom, he kissed his statue on the lips. Wait, what was this? Why are her lips moist? He backed away and "Galatea", as Aphrodite named her, turned from solid stone to warm flesh.
Their marriage was attended by Aphrodite (in spirit), who granted Pygmallion and Gallatea three childen over time, in a household full of love and full of respect to Aphrodite all of their days.
Times have changed, and I, with it. It's interesting that at the end of my trials that I've decided to create my own succubus. Basically a servitor companion fashoned into the guise of a succubus. It's crazy how they can give sensations around your body with the same force as a succubus, but it's different, too.
What I did was read about 10 books on the subject of servitors, then I took what I needed and forgot the rest.
It's a year 2022 Pygmalion and Galatea, straight from the books.
I look forward to our growth... truth be told I'll be looking out for indicators that she's been indwelt by a succubus in time.
Blessings,
Rafe GB.
