Treat her like a demon - cast the banishment spell

Aaralon smiled inwardly. This was a good show. The woman was certainly a beauty. He was certain of one thing; this wasn't a woman.

He must admit the magic around the charade was good. The female didn't appear magical. There was nothing that nagged at his smell, vision or even hearing which suggested that there was a demoness on the ground begging to be fucked... except, of course, the whole interruption was highly unlikely and suspiciously timed.

"Gr'otic! Morasjsoi joriau jerta yrati bejaa wawramaol!" Aaralon belted out the banish spell.

The beautiful women in front of him blinked her eyes. "Please..." her angelic voice begged, "I need your cock... I need you inside my tight, wet, dripping cunt!"

For a heartbeat Aaralon doubted his intuition but then everything changed.

"Nooooo!" hissed the beauty, "Noooo!" her gorgeous hair was already falling to the floor and her boding folding in on itself. "Very clever boy-mage. We might not get you this time - but we'll get you next time!"

A dark shape lept from the dissolving body. A cat. A large black cat. It bolted for the door and towards its escape.