The song remains the same.

Melody betrayed you , but you still love her. The demon may well be lying. But, if you escape you leave her to the whims of Baal.

"Save her, heal her and I will agree to become your daughter."

Baal smiles a cruel smile, "Excellent, my...daughter."

He approaches you and with a single motion of his taloned finger strips you of your clothing leaving a bleeding cut down the length of your torso. It is far from fatal, only painful.

He pushes you and jams his erect pole into you. You are dry and not ready. It hurts. He pounds away and as your pain increases he picks up the pace. You begin to become more lubricated but it may just be blood.

You spend the next hour screaming. Finally, you sigh in relief as he comes. Your relief is short lived. You can feel his seed burning your insides. You scream at the pain. You feel it spread. A thin layer of his inky, shiny, black seed begins to ooze from your sex. At first it just moves over your sex and inner thigh. Where it coats there is nothing but burning pain.

If you were a victim of fire your nerves would have long ago burned away leaving only the phantom pain of what was. This pain is live, a constant intense burning, and it is spreading. Baal stand there smiling at you. You realize he is more than smiling, he is feeding off of you.

Soon his seed covers you completely. It hardens into a shiny obsidian shell. You are nothing more than a statue frozen in a scream. Baal inspects you. He seems satisfied and makes an exit.

Inside your shell you scream and scream and scream. How long you are like that you can not say. It likely is more than a day, but less than a month. Finally, the pain subsides. You are angry at your father's treatment of you.

You use the anger to move. At first just a finger. The shell around it shatters like glass. You begin move your hand, shattering more of the shell. You examine your hand.

You wear a shiny latex half glove. Pretty you think, a gift from father. Your hands are a perfect brilliant red and tipped in sexy, shiny black nails. You flex an internal muscle and your nail extends to a six inch long barbed talon. "Mm, so pretty.", you think.

You have had enough. You flex powerful muscles and the shell about you shatters. You are now free to inspect yourself.