In a Dungeon

You left eye twitches. The room you’re in is dimly lit. You move your right hand. Your wrist is bound. You realize you are shackled to an old stone wall.

You look up.

“Finally awake. Now we can have some fun. I’m going to tear out your soul and send it to hell for interrupting my meal.”

You realize it’s the girl from Brody’s room. Only she isn’t a girl. She has red skin, jet black horns, a spaded tail, and bat wings. Despite her inhuman appearance, her supernaturally enhanced body is the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen. She exudes an animalistic lust.

She pulls down your pants. Her tongue extends six inches from her mouth and pulls your cock in. You are so hard it feels like your cock is going to explode.

All you can think about is fucking this perfect feminine monster.

“There, I think I can let you down now. You do want to fuck me, don’t you?”

You nod, pre-cum drooling from your cock. You realize you are going to die fucking her, yet you can’t seem to care. You reach your hand into your pocket and feel the Vulture’s foot. Some part of you that still wants to live points it at the succubus.