You are strong

You try to turn your mind to something that isn’t sex. The first thought you conjure is a memory of your village during a warm summer night. There was a festival, the entire village was adorned with lights while you wandered back home with your friends. The taste of nostalgia turns bitter as you remember that the demons have massacred the village, burning it to the ground. There might be a few villagers remaining, being tormented and **** by demons. You could save them. But you would have to overcome your desires and fight.

You look towards the Minotaur, not his cock this time, but his fiery eyes. He is a hideous monsters with a fetid smell, unfit to even exist. The spellbook was by the tree that you hid behind during the transformation. If you were able to grab it, you could find a spell capable of turning the tides.

“I’ll join the hunt” you tell the nymph.

“Wonderful” she replies.

“The woman is close” said the Minotaur. “I could smell her of a moment ago, though not anymore.”

The spell must have changed your scent as well of your appearance.

“We should split up and search, cover more ground that way” you say.

“Agreed” said the nymph. “The succubus and I will stay here. Look for clues. Kabal, take Knossos and scout the area. If his nose picks up anything report back to me immediately.”

The imp and the Minotaur take off, continuing deeper into the forest. The nymph watches them silently until they are out of sight.

“What happened to the girl?” The nymph turns to you. “Knossos said he smelt her and his nose is never wrong.”

“I have no idea. I arrived but a moment ago and have seen nothing, same as you.”

"You didn't kill her did you? We are supposed to bring her back alive don't you remember?"

"There was no woman present when I arrived."

“Well. She might still be around here then. She’s a magician, the one who bought all of us here matter-of-fact, might also know an invisibility spell or something like that.”

You walk away from the nymph and towards the spellbook. The nymph doesn’t look physically opposing. You might be able to roast her with a spell before the imp and Minotaur make their way back.

You pick up the spellbook. The book got you into this demonic mess but it’s also your best chance of getting out. You notice that the nymph is preoccupied with her search and not looking towards you. Now is your chance to find a new spell.

You open to a section labeled Amare Doloris and find the right spell for the situation. There was an incantation that could bind together the nymph's limbs, rendering her incapacitated. It would take a few bonds to make the nymph wholly immobile, but you figured if you bonded the ankles, legs, and arms it would be enough. The only problem was the caster had to be touching the target’s limps while the spell was being cast.

If the nymph realized what you were doing before you finished, she might be able to fight back long enough for the Minotaur and Imp to return. You needed to cast your spells, which meant getting your hands on her body, before the nymph knew what was happening. Maybe if the nymph was consenting to you putting your hands on her, you could get away with casting the spells.

But how on earth could you get the nymph to consent to that?