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Chapter 15 by SweptUnderfoot SweptUnderfoot

Do you sit in the seat?

Yes

Impossibly hoping against hope that somehow this machine will help remove the influence of the demon from your mind, you decide to tempt fate. Pushing aside a final gurney, you sit in the chair of the strange machine. The instant you feel the pressure of the seat against your ass, you start to hear strange creaking noises, and before you can react, the leather straps magically fly into place, restraining your arms and legs against the machine.

Tightening until movement is completely impossible, you realize that these straps must be magic, and by extension the machine, meaning you potentially made a large mistake by sitting down in the chair. Several minutes pass, and you start to think you might simply be stuck, but then you smell a rather unpleasant odor, and start to hear the sound of hissing. It smells almost of sulfur, and you realize that the hissing sound is coming from the machine. A large, hollow tube has extended from the back of the machine, positioned directly over your head, and as you look up to try and understand what is happening, you quickly close your eyes entirely as a large quantity of gray liquid is dumped directly on your head.

Even as the strange material starts to envelop you, you realize it's not quite liquid- it moves as one mass, and none enters your ears or nose. Instead, it simply moves down your body, and feels almost like a sort of gelatinous mass. After a few moments, your head is completely clear, and a few moments later it slides off of your bare, red breasts.

A weird mumbling fills your head, as if someone was trying to talk through sewn lips. After it continues for a while, you realize that it's the demon, his influence significantly weakened. He's practically screaming, furious that you sat in the chair, but his words can't make it through the wall between your consciousnesses. The gray sludge leaves your body, it slides off and into a drain under the seat, and with a scream of agony you finally feel the demon literally ripped from your mind.

Is the machine finished?

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