New Problems Arise

After Cerina finishes her hot chocolate you go to the kitchen to wash her cup when suddenly you hear the loud groan of the couch being moved. You put the cup in the dishwasher and quickly head back out, only to see Cerina standing up and struggling against the blankets. She turns around while struggling and sees you looking at her.

"HUMAN! Remove me from this bondage! Set me free! " she bellows.

"You forgot to say please..."

Cerina's eyes are shooting daggers at you and she is considerably pissed off. You take a perverse pleasure in her torment. Here was a demon, supposedly very strong, not being able to get out of a blanket wrap.

After struggling for a few moments she gives up.

"Please!....release me..." she says, her voice **** up.

Fun time was up. You did not realize how humiliating it was for her to be so utterly defeated. No longer being able to take satisfaction in her discomfort you head towards her to unwrap her. She was still wearing your clothes underneath. It looked comically small on her. You see the outline of her cock running down the side of her leg in your pyjamas that she wore. You also noticed her horns had considerably shrunk and now were closer to her head. She just sat back down on the couch and started shivering again.

"Are you sure you don't want the blanket. It's obvious that you are very cold..."

"No....just don't talk to me..." Cerina says quietly.

You go towards the thermostat and turn it to 30°C/86°F. You always preferred a lower temperature of about 22°C since it gives you the feeling of the cold without being deadly. Although Cerina did require the increased temperature. There was a good chance that the proud demoness would die if you don't intervene.

While your house warms up to the new temperature, you head over to the couch and sit beside Cerina at a respectable distance.

"If you wanna talk...."

"I don't."

"...I'll be here." you add. Although you didn't know if you could offer her any advice and most importantly you didn't know how she'd take said advice.

It's been nearly two hours. You both haven't spoken a word. Cerina however did stop shivering and looked a bit more relaxed, so there was that. Meanwhile you were getting a little restless when suddenly you hear the telltale boom of a portal being opened, once again in your living room. Cerina jumps from the couch and looks at the portal.

A small demoness enters your living room and looked like Cerina's brethren. Small was relatively speaking. This demoness was 6 foot tall and had a nine inch cock. She looked pretty cute and had a mischievous smile on her face.

"Ardaat...what are you doing here?" Cerina asks.

"Hello Cerina. I'm just here to help give you a head start in the land of mortals." the demoness named Ardaat answers and continues "We had to pull a lot of favors with the man in charge before we could come here."

"Why'd you do it Ardaat? I don't need your help. I'm fine on my own."

"Clearly you're not. Every one in this world, including fallen angels and demons require help. You cannot survive without co-operation. You've been taking help from the human so I don't see why this is any different." Ardaat says seriously.

"That's......" Cerina was at a loss of words.

"We owe you that much Cerina. We want to repay you back. Also I'm not taking no for an answer."

With a snap of her fingers a big box appears from thin air and lands on the ground.

"We've taken the liberty of getting clothes of your size and of normal size for when you when you re-master your shape shifting power. There are also a few documents that contain your new identity and your marriage certificate courtesy of the big man."

You instinctively knew she was talking about the mysterious man in suit.

"Also I've brought you the fruit of Ravenor." she says while giving a small blood red berry like fruit to Cerina. "It should restore all your powers to a tiny level. Enough to give you a small edge, but not nearly enough to completely overwhelm your foes whoever they might be."

You weren't particularly worried about Cerina getting stronger. You had already defeated her at her strongest. What really worried you was the part about the marriage certificate.

"Ummm... If I may interject...." both of them look at you "you said something about marriage certificate if I'm not wrong. Who exactly is Cerina married to?"

"Why, you of course. Big man actually insisted on this being there you know."

"Bullshit. Even if he did manage to forge a document he can't possibly forge memories of real people." you say. Cerina and Ardaat share a tense look.

They look at you for a moment before Ardaat says "He actually can. And he doesn't really have to change everybody's memories. Just those that matter like your family and friends. Anyway, my times up. I can't stay here any longer. Everything that you guys might need to keep things legitimate are in the box. Also Cerina, try to adapt to this new world. You'll never be allowed back as a demoness in the underworld but you'll always be one of us."

"Stop pitying me and get lost already. " Cerina says angrily.

"Good luck Cerina. You'll need it." Ardaat says. A portal opens up and she heads back to the underworld.

There's silence in the room once again. You head over to the box and kneel down to open it and see what's inside. You see a file with a bunch of documents like birth certificate, high school diploma, college degree. Apparently Cerina Smith , born in Riverton, Wyoming, was a 25 year old Clinical Psychologist who graduated from Harvard. You let out a low whistle. Cerina comes over and towers beside you but doesn't do anything. She just looks down at the contents of the box.

"What does it say mortal?"

"First off, you'll refer to me by my name and my name is Nicholas Meaclis. You can call me Nick. Secondly, don't refer to other people as mortals or humans. They might find you haughty and take offense." you say before continuing, " It seems your name is Cerina Smith and you are a Harvard graduate in Clinical Psychology and you were born in some backwater Wyoming city. You flip through the documents and there it was. The dreaded marriage certificate. Apparently, you guys married exactly a year ago. There also were a couple of wedding photos. In it Cerina looks like a blonde bombshell who was still taller than you but only by a few inches. You reckon she might be 6 feet tall in the picture.

"This isn't good. Holy fuck. There's wedding photos and shit in here. What the fuck! There's also a family picture with all of us here. This is unreal!" you exclaim.

"Sounds like you're stuck with me."

"I don't have to be stuck with you Cerina."

"You don't. But judging from the photos it seems like we are a happy couple. It will be hard explaining your friends and family. What will they think of you Nicholas Meaclis?" saying that she eats the fruit in her hand. "Ahh...I can already feel some of my power coming back. Convincing other mortals with my psychic powers would be a piece of cake."

"You're bluffing." you say.

"Why don't you try my bluff then Nicholas Meaclis?" She was bluffing. There wasn't anyway she could test her theory so she had to bluff. She needed some time to explore her greatly diminished but complete powers set.

"Fuck! Is this what I get for being nice?"

"No. It's what you get for challenging the underworld. From here on out, the big man downstairs will always be watching you. He'll try to trip you up every step of the way. He yearns for your soul and he won't stop until he has it." Cerina says. She smirks and continues "Are you up for it?"

"What kind of situation have I gotten myself into?" you say to yourself with worry.

"The fucked up kind." Cerina adds with a smirk.