Might as well.

Teleporting close, but not right next to them, so as not to startle anyone, you decide a disguise is most likely pointless as a naked human or whatever is most likely less believable than what you are, you opt for your sexy deep orange red tan self, and walk up slowly. “Hold there demon, or feel the point of my blade.” An all to human sounding voice calls out as you walk around a large rock into view.

“Wait, I am not really a demon. Well I kinda am, but not really. Fuck I don't know what I am exactly I just want to get out of here. You are the first people I have seen since I got here, are all of you humans?”

A large muscular man steps into view. He is dressed in what you are pretty sure is plate mail armor and wielding a sword roughly 4' long and a rather heavy looking kite shaped shield. He looks you over head to toe, his eyes lingering a bit on your naughty bits, and you can tell he is both disgusted and turned on at the same time. “Shameless demon, we do not deal with your kind. Away with you.”

“I don't want anything, I just want to go home. A powerful demon owns me here, I don't want to be some stupid demon **** forever.”

A second voice answers as a second man steps from behind one of the beasts, “Wait you remember being on the prime? How is that possible you aren't even a powerful demon, I have studied your kind before, you are just a proto succubus at best, a sex ****. I heard your kind was only barely sentient, a worm given a body to fuck. How is it you remember, or even know anything?”

This gets you a tad irate, “Well aren't you just mister insulting know it all.” Hands on your sexy hips, with a stance that says, fuck you. “I'll have you know I was a worm yesterday, but that doesn't make me some stupid piece of trash.” Then an idea flashes in your mind, “Tell you what, take me with you and you can see if you can figure out why I know stuff.”

This obviously gets him thinking. “So I was right, you were a worm, and only yesterday.” He looks at the sword wielding man, “If I am right, she is basically harmless, no real magic or mind control. It is something worth studying. What do you think? Is she telling the truth?”

“I can see she is telling the truth. That said she is clearly evil, or she wouldn't be here. If she remembers her old life it is likely she will simply begin doing evil again if we take her back.” The man in armor answers.

“Wait, I didn't do anything evil to get here, a witch did an evil ritual that filled me with demonic cum so she could banish my soul here.”

This brings a horrified look on the man in armor's face, “She tells the truth, is this possible?”

The second man steps a bit closer, “If she tells the truth there should still be good in her soul. Look into it and see.”

The armored man stares at you intently for more than a full minute, it is quite unnerving, your hand even creeps over to cover your pussy, the other covering your breasts, suddenly feeling a bit ashamed at your nudity for the first time. Then he answers, “Yes it is true, I can see a shimmer in her that can only be a human soul, it is tainted and mixed with demonic energy. I do not think we can do anything for her, she is now as she is. But as I now know she is here not due to committing evil, we must free her from this prison.”

“Are you sure, she is still a demon, and most likely is capable of demon magic. If we take her to the prime she may succumb to the lure of the magic and consume people.”

“My magic comes from drinking cum. Plus a little bit from fucking I think. Not eating people.” You decide to add.

“You are sure of this?” The man in armor asks. “If we can test this to be true I say we take her back. Sex magic is dirty and can corrupt, but is still basically harmless.” He walks forward. “Watch her with your magic sight closely, if her magic level rises tell me.” Then turning back to you he cuts his hand and offers the blood up to you. “Drink.”

“Eew, I don't want to drink blood.”

“It is the only way to be sure, drink.”