It had been so long since the old coin, that resembled a copper penny, had felt the presence of a need for sexual release.  He had lain dormant in a curiosity shop until someone imagined it would never sell and just threw him into the cash register change drawer.  He was carried and used over and over and over again, until... now.<br/><br/>Now, he felt the presence, perhaps in the next room, desire and need of a young woman..., her name was Taylor....  She was using some kind of humming device to pleasure herself and he felt himself become stronger.  Strong enough to whisper, not into her ear but into her mind,<i>'Yes..., yes..., this feels so very good...."  </i>Feeding on her feelings, he became strong enough to manifest as a incorporeal, near invisible, thing.  He moved to the room where Taylor was lost in the feelings of sexual release and managed to open the the door.  Ah..., ah..., the feelings she had that he was tasting were delicious and invigorating.<br/><br/>He wanted to form a body and have his way with her, but he didn't believe he had the strength for it just yet.  So he continued to whisper into her mind.  To subtly plant into it the notion of how wonderful it would be to have an incubus, a demon lover....