No, poetic .

Beth craved sucking his cock, but she knew it was the corruption within her. Mages who dealt too much with demons became insatiable, and she recognised the signs. Even if she didn’t, she had a better idea.

She walked down the wall for a short way until she found a large fat wolm. Using two hands, she pulled it from its intended victim and returned to the demon dog. She crawled under it and sucked on its tip one more time before lining the wolm up with its hard cock.

Slowly she fed the creature onto the demon’s shaft and watched as the demon humped in pleasure into the gelatine creature. She reached a hand down to rub her cunt and clit while she watched, hoping it would satiate her desires. After several minutes the demon dog howled in pleasure, and she watched the wolm swell with his cum.

Beth’s mouth watered for it, part of her wanted to bite into the wolm, suck the cum from it and give in to her pleasure, but she knew better. Resolved to escape this place, she crawled out from under the dog as the wolm swelled like a water balloon. She looked at the line of victims hanging from the walls. She thought for a moment she could free them but realised, with how long they had been hanging there, they would come down high in erotic euphoria. It would be dangerous. They would be safe until she got help. Wolm could feed on a single target for a month or more.

Resolved to find the help, she continued down the long corridor towards the potions and alchemical wing. She wished for the magic to speed her travels, but it wasn’t available.

About ten minutes later, when she reached a fork in the path, she heard voices - human voices.

“I’m just saying that if we want to kick butt, we need to go to the nexus,” a male voice said.

The next voice was a woman’s, “And fight with what on the way? The potions wing is nearer. Then we can swing by the library and onto the nexus.” It sounded to Bethany that the woman had explained this several times already.

Bethany warred with herself. She was human, but she was now corrupted. Would they help her or assume she was a demon. She bit her lips and decided to risk it. “Who’s there? My name’s Bethany.”

The footsteps and voices stopped then suddenly she heard. “Bethany, it’s Tamara.” The footsteps sped up, and shortly afterwards, Bethany could see three figures running towards her.

They all stopped twelve paces away from her. “Bethany? What happened?” Tamara asked.

Bethany turned away from them. “A demon caught me, and he corrupted me.”

Tamara came forward and hugged her. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,” she said. “Ez, take off your fucking coat like a gentleman.”

The taller of the two men took off his coat and handed it to Beth. It was tight, but she could do up one button to cover the majority of her bust. Her crotch and legs, however, she could do nothing about.

“I’m Ez,” he said, “this is my brother Daniel,” he indicated the shorter of the two. “Are you alright?” Bethany shook her head but didn’t answer.

“Well, let’s get to the potions wing, and we can stop there and regroup. You alright to go on, Beth?” she asked. Beth nodded in response.