She makes you her lover

You are left breathless after Naamah has finished exploring the inside of your mouth. By the rock-hard bulge in your pants, your body certainly liked all the attention it had received.

For the duration of the kiss, it had been beyond tempting to try to assert your control over the situation by flipping Naamah over and taking her right in her wet love box that had dripped all over your lower half with desire.

However, you soon realized that the tail that was wrapped firmly around your midriff functioned to quash more than any last fleeting thoughts of escape, as the appendage held you in place with surprising strength.

It seeved as a reminder of who was truly in charge.

You could only seek to signal your intent wit the small gyration of your hips, but your vain attempts only elicited a teasing giggle from Naamah, who seemed encouraged by your struggling.

She french kissed you with an expertise that betrayed the youthful looks of her apparent age, aided further by an unnaturally long tongue. Your excitement continued to grow and grow until you were left a complete limp, drooling mess from all the pleasure that had flooded your brain.

“I think I will make you my lover” Naamah said with a knowing smile on her face, while slowly licking her lips almost predatorily, which sent an reflexive shudder through you.

Other than that brief action, you could only quietly moan in response to words that had been spoken, as you continued to try and recover from the impromptu make out session that had seemed to last an eternity.

Instinctively, your ears immediately perked up as Naamah spoke again. “You know you’re lucky that I decided to take a quick peek into your devilish little mind, while you were taking a quick nap, before I did something as unforgivable as killing you." Naamah emphasized her feelings by dramatically wiping away a few fake tears before continuing. "Don’t get me wrong, I'm happy you managed to sneak up on me, we wouldn't have been able to get known each so... imitiately." Your cock throbbed as Naamah had leaned her face and body into whisper the last word in your ear.

Simultaneously, she had wriggled her ass directly above your crouch, giving you little reprieve, before deciding to show you a bit of mercy by backing of you.

Naamah placed a delicate finger to her chin, in a ponderous gesture.

"I do wonder, had you known I was immune to the use of own powers against me if things between us would have worked out differently. Anyway I'm glad because you're just the person I had been looking for.“

Naamah paused, suddenly more interested in intently studying your facial expressions for your reaction.

You were glad to be given time to process things, as her words struggled to pierce the thick fog of pleasure that hung over your mind.

A small pang of fear gripped your gut, as her words had filtered through.

She had read your mind?

Did that mean she would know everything that you had planned to do with her body before you had been ejected?

A small ripple of guilt coursed through you. What if she now knew everything about you? You gasped internally. What about your friends and family?

Would they remain safe?

That string of thought alone almost made you puke. You had to fix things. But how?

You could sense the ring within you but… it was weird. You knew that the power was still there just that it would not work for you now, based on the way it reacted when you tried to access it.

Besides, more importantly, she had said that the power had originally belonged to her and she was immune!

You hoped that somehow was lying, but you doubted. Although you had just gone through several spectra of emotions, you knew you needed to not be so hasty trying to get to the bottom of things. For now, you just had to go with the flow.

Almost as if she had managed to glean your thoughts at the moment, Naamah nodded her head in silent agreement. Satisfied with whatever response she had been waiting to receive from you.

This movement startled you. Could she still read your mind now? Before you could open up your mouth, Naamah clapped her hands frantically in excitement.

“Oh Nick, we’re about to have so much fun together. I knew I made a good choice with you. If you please me, I promise to you reward beyond your wildest imagination.”

Before you could even really process what that meant, red spoke began to swirl around you, as Naamah transformed into her spectral form and vanished straight inside you.

What happens to you?

1. Your body is transformed but you're in charge.
2. Your body is transformed but Naamah’s in charge.
3. Readers choice.