You try for two.

You look over the little firearm and immediately decide it is the right choice. It is not the most powerful gun you have ever seen, the base of each little bullet is even stamped .380. That said it is a gun and you are pretty sure it will protect you far better than some magic ring or even the dagger you have on your arm. Then again she is really super hot and fucking her sounds so good. A question escapes your lips, “If I choose her what will protect me from her drinking my soul?”

“I see you are smarter than you look. A demon servant is always good. I can give you her sigil of ownership it will protect you from her magic and allow you to communicate with her telepathically.”

“Good, good. I think you should give me her and the bag then. We both know the items I gave you are worth much more than one of these trinkets. She is the only thing of value you offered. The little pistol is of no concern to you it isn't even magic.” You can't believe yourself as you make the demand, it is almost as if someone else put the idea in your head. Yet it does sound like a good idea when you hear it out loud.

The huge demon again thinks over your words. “Fine take them. The portal is open to you. Where do you wish to go?” He decides finally.

“The sigil first.”

“Yes, yes. Come here.” He reaches out with his massive clawed hand, his finger pointing to your arm as leans closer. As the tip touches your upper arm you see the image of the demoness begin to appear on your arm in all her sexy naked glory. As he draws you can't help but think she would be sexier if she had red hair, the instant the thought fills your mind the image and the demon's form flows till a sexy long mane of red hair flows from her head onto her sexy shoulders. With a smile you can't help but think of how sexy she would be wearing a pair of leather thigh high platform heels, a leather thong, and sexy over bust corset accentuating her amazing D cup breasts nicely, and long leather gloves on her arms. As you imagine every detail the tattoo forms till finally you are looking at what looks like a stunning statuesque red haired human woman. Then again she looks so perfect it does sort of give away the fact that she isn't. “There, done she is yours.”

Looking at the girl you hear her say, “What now master?”

Turning your back to the demon you think follow me, and make your way to the mirror. As you step up to the mirror he asks, “Where do you want to go?”

“What are my options?”

He laughs, “You came here, paid for transport, and don't even know where it can send you.” Still laughing he adds, “This portal can be keyed to any of the lower planes, or the city of doors.” Then suddenly his laughter stops as he asks, “Wait if you didn't know that, how did you get here?”

Dismissing his question you muster the courage to lie. “I had heard that the portal was weak it couldn't link to the city of doors. I was just making sure.” You have no idea where the city of doors is, but it sounds much better than a group of places known as the lower planes. If they are anything like here you would rather be anywhere else. Finally you just say, “Open the portal to the city of doors.”

“I should have known. Fine go.” With a wave of his hand you see the image of an old looking city full of wispy spires and long bridges over a vast swirling abyss.

Confidently you stride through the portal as if you didn't fear the other side. Your new sexy companion follows right behind you, her hand resting lightly on your shoulder as you get to the other side. Looking around you find yourself in a grand sprawling city, and for the first time you almost feel like you can relax. Surely here there isn't anything that wants to steal your body, your soul, or just snuff out your life. Reaching up you place your hand on hers on your shoulder. Oh ya, you have a demon ****. That might just bite you in the ass. “Yes mistress?” She asks anticipating your request.

Looking around your immediate concern is decided by just how cold your feet are getting on the stone street. “I need to find a store to buy some shoes, clothes, then get some sleep and replenish my magic.”

“This way mistress.” She says and saunters away, her sexy ass beckoning you to follow. With her leading the way you quickly find a shop where you find what you need. Sadly you don't have any money and can't bring yourself to part with any more of your new found magic items. You aren't as attached to the huge belt, and the shopkeeper seems to like it so while you don't get much you are able to get a pair of simple moccasin style flat shoes, and a much smaller belt that you hang the little holster you find in the bag with the gun. An hour later you are able to trade the nice big cheese wheel for a nights stay in an inn and supper for both of you. Once you are finished she turns to you, smiles and asks. “What now mistress?”