You were just dreaming…

Just a split-second after you blew your load and collapsed of embarrassment in the mall plaza, you woke up breathless in the middle of the night, tossing your bedsheets around, and drenched in a cold sweat. You breathed a deep sigh of relief, knowing that a giggling, perverse monster girl wasn’t actually humiliating you in the Estoc Northridge mall. No matter how real it felt.

“Calm down man, it’s just a nightmare, it was just a nightmare…” you said to yourself, not quite managing to calm thy nerves.

You repeated this mantra to no avail until a voice beside you in bed spoke up. “Aww, Jimmy boy, are ya having night terrors about your adorable little willy again?”

The voice came from Morrigan, the succubus you’d been sharing a bed with since that horrific, embarrassing day at the mall. Because it hit you again that a video game seductress had actually ruined your life by being her coy, sexy self.

You felt both cheeks heat up once more at her comment on your package, and protested despite the futility of it all. “Aw come on, do you have to call it cute?”

“I’m only telling the truth, you’ve gots a wee little micro dick, James— it’s honestly adorable how tiny it is. Like a baby shrimp, or a cocktail weenie, or a teensy widdle, itty bitty, wee…”

Morrigan’s running commentary served onto to embarrass you more, and while pinching the bridge of your nose, you begged the question. “Remind me why I let you into my house? Why do I have to deal with your bullying?”

“Ach, you remember why.” The monster girl scoffed with a smile, holding your bedsheets up past her prodigious mammaries, “Yer’ payin’ me back for my daring rescue. Y’know, at that mall when I dove in to save the day like your knight in shinin’ fishnets?”

“That’s not how I would describe it…”

“Oy, but a deal is a deal, laddie. And surely you remember our little pact~”