Hedrish.

“Right, lead the way,” Bethany said as they stepped out of the library and into the great hallway.

Rat frowned before sniffing the air. “All I can smell at the moment is you wanting to be fucked,” he mock complained.

“Shut up!” Bethany admonished him.

“What? The air reeks of you wanting to fuck. I can help if you like, but it won’t come off your tally.”

“Which way?” Beth reiterated.

“Fine, head right, the smell is strongest that way.”

Bethany turned and started to follow his instructions while they talked. “So why are you so interested in me?” she asked.

Rat laughed, “You are exotic, and oh so tasty. Left,” he continued to guide her. “Normally, I’m not interested in corrupted, but you, somewhere between demon and human, god, it’s a turn on.”

Bethany bit her lip, “So if I fuck, or suck these Hedrish, will I be further corrupted?” she asked.

Rat shook his head, “The clothes we made you absorb the corruption. As long as you are clothed, you will not be corrupted. Further, that’s why we left your mouth, tits, cunt and arse available.”

Bethany sighed, “But if I was naked?”

Rat spun around to plant one foot on each tit and look at her. “You would continue to change, becoming more beautiful.”

Bethany ran her long demonic tongue out of her breast mouth to lick his foot, “Would you like that?” she asked.

Rat smiled as he took perch on her shoulder again, “Oh dear Bethany, beautiful queen. If you would give in to the changes, I would be at your service for a thousand lifetimes. Other imps would follow too. You would have a legion of followers, all begging to do your bidding, in bed or out.”

He held up his hand, and Bethany stopped. “Hedrish, I can smell them, you smell that?” he whispered.

Bethany frowned, “No.”

“Use your demonic tongue. It tastes the air, you’ll notice.”

Bethany snaked her tongue out to taste at the air, “Yeah, there is something sweet, musky.”

Rat nodded, “That’s them.”

“But what’s that acrid taste?” she asked.

Rat sniffed the air again. “Shit, hide.”

Bethany looked around for a place to hide and only saw an alcove with a statue. She stepped into the dark recess as she hissed, “What is it?”