You have to at least try.

“Wait. Take me with you. I want to go back.”

This stops him. “Did you say back? You remember being on the prime?”

“Yes, though I wasn't there long I don't think. An evil witch stole my body, there was a lot of cum involved, I don't know all the details exactly. But I have been trapped here ever since.”

“I can see she is telling the truth. How is something like this possible. We have to take her from this place and help her get her body back.” The man in armor declares.

“Are you certain. Look into her soul, see if there is any good there.” He replies.

The armored man stares at you intently for more than a full minute, it is quite unnerving, your hand even creeps over to cover your pussy, the other covering your breasts, suddenly feeling a bit ashamed at your nudity for the first time. Then he answers, “Yes it is true, I can see a shimmer in her that can only be a human soul, it is tainted and mixed with demonic energy. I do not think we can do anything for her, she is now as she is. But as I now know she is here not due to committing evil, we must free her from this prison.”

“That may be dangerous, look she is someones property.” The other man says pointing, most likely at your nose ring.

“No I'm not. I was given that as a gift so other demons wouldn't kill me by a nice demon I met. Well not exactly nice, but well kinda. He hired me to do a job. To go to hell. But I don't think he thought I could succeed anyway. Besides he didn't exactly say when I had to go, just to call him when I got there. Please take me out of here, a wolf monster tried to eat me.” As you finish, you feel a single tear well up and drip down your pale white cheek.

“She comes with to the portal tower. We can decide then.” The man in armor decides, puts away his sword, and holds his hand out to you. Walking forward you take his hand. He pulls you inside the group of beasts, hoists you up into a wagon, and adds, “Please put some clothes on. I am sure something in this wagon will fit you.” He then pulls back the flap closing the wagon and opens it to reveal 4 bunks and a woman that looks to be 21 or so, dressed like a warrior herself. She is clad in ever so slightly revealing leather armor from head to toe, the revealing parts being strategically placed laced up parts you would assume are there to aid in movement, or just to let you know she is in fact a woman. She has a thin sword in a scabbard at her waist with a basket hilt, and what you are pretty sure are a trio of flintlock pistols across her chest just below her breasts on a bandoleer. “Nayassa, please get her something to wear. She might be coming with us.”

She grins, looks you over, eyes lingering a tad to long to be in good taste, and speaks, “Found another stray Marcus?”

“It's not like that. She was turned into a demon by the blackest of magic. She doesn't deserve this.”

“Does anyone?” She fires back.

He thinks for a second before answering simply, “Yes.” He then turns and leaves you with the woman.

The flap closes and you find yourself alone with a rather beautiful, hard looking woman. Her features are sharp, jet black hair flowing down her back in a long braid that springs from the back of her head. Her attire makes her breast size a bit difficult to judge, much like a tight leather sports bra. Overall she is very slender, and looks very strong. Her arms are still sexy and feminine, but muscles bulge there as well. “Come here little one, let me get a good look at you.” She holds out her hands beckoning you to her. Walking over you are a bit surprised as she grabs you by the shoulders and yanks you in front of her. “Well, i'd put you at 5'4” She turns you around, smacks you on the ass, and yanks your tail, pulling it till the has the tip right in front of her face. “Looks like about 100 lbs there about. Ooh, interesting. So you can use this to stab something, or fuck it. I wouldn't use this on something that can't regenerate, unless you have some healing magic on hand, or you might kill them. That point and barb are pretty nasty.” She then spins you back around and takes your tits in her hands. “Nice. Who ever made you did a good job. So, what were you before this?”

“A snake I think.” She silences any further reply by grabbing your mouth and sticking her fingers in.

“Interesting, little fangs, normal tongue. I would have expected forked. Huh. I like the horns to, nice touch. My complements to your creator. They are a master of their craft. The black nails, horns, toenails, lips, with white hairless body is quite the look as well. A bit goth for me perhaps, but I like it. Nice pale blue eyes as well, very piercing. Can you see in the dark with those?”

“I don't know. I guess I can, unless it is never dark here.”

“Oh it is dark most of the time. You must have pretty strong dark vision.” She then does something really unexpected, she lifts you off the ground and flips you over till you have to stand on your hands.

“What are you doing?” You ask suddenly a tad afraid.

“Don't worry, I am just checking your plumbing. Gotta know what we are dealing with if you are coming along. We don't want any surprises. Never know what kind of evil swarm can leap out when you aren't looking. Now let's see what you have in there.” With that she sticks two fingers up your pussy, then a third and pulls till she spreads open your cunt and looks inside. “Well now I didn't expect that. It seems you have a normal human pussy.” She then does the same for your asshole, both of which don't hurt, but it is all a bit embarrassing. “Your ass seems normal also. Do you eat normal food? Not cum or blood or suck out spirit energy or anything?”

As you start to answer, you remember the man outside remarking that your kind couldn't do magic. Yet you clearly can. At least you are pretty sure what you can do is magic. But do you dare let her know that?