Approach the barn's main door

You grip the hilt of the relic sword tightly and approach the main door of the horse barn. You see something moving, something big, and you intend to stay out of sight as long as possible. You press yourself against the wall of the barn and slide along it towards the open horse gate.

As you approach, you can hear a vile, wet rasping of damp flesh and a rhythmic slapping sound. You also hear the unmistakable moans of a woman. No words, just moans of exhausted pleasure. The closer you get to the door, the more you smell the familiar daemonic brimstone, along with a rotten stench of vegetables.

You reach the gate and chance a look to see what you are up against. What you see blocking your way into the barn is far worse than even your fertile imagination had allowed.

The creature is perhaps twenty feet long, its leech-like body curved in an apostrophe of glistening gray flesh just to fit in the barn. Its eyes are tiny and black, set above the enormous funnel of its mouth.

One of the horse-tenders, you think it is the chubbier girl, Vala, appears to be in the process of being devoured by the creature. The sister's work clothes are in tatters and she is coated in translucent mucus so you cannot be wholly certain of her identity. Her mouth hangs open in a cry of pleasure.

Vala's lower body is inside the creature's huge mouth. Pale pink tendrils emerge from this gruesome orifice and wind around her arms and squeeze her plump breasts tightly. Translucent pink cups, like little mouths, are clamped over her nipples and you can see the suction working at her stretched teats. Her body is moving up and down, as if the creature is molesting and violating her lower half with more pink tendrils within its slime-dripping maw.

"Goddess, give me strength," you whisper.

You have the chance to surprise the creature with your attack, but even still, it is so huge you do not know if you can defeat such a massive daemon. You do not want to end your life in the belly of such a creature. Retreating means abandoning poor Vala to that fate. Can you bear to knowingly let a sister be swallowed by a daemon?

Your heart pounds wildly in your chest as you consider what to do and listen to the hideous slurp of the creature molesting the innocent horse-tender.