Leave her

You begin to walk away, leaving the girl to her fate. A cold breeze washes over your body; biting through your magical warmth and making you shiver. A small, pitiful voice comes from behind you:

“Please…. Don’t leave me….”

You turn slightly to see the girl struggle weakly to rise, her legs shaking from the after effects of her previous powerful orgasm. A lost expression covers her face, her eyes sad, empty almost. Quietly the girl repeats herself, her forlorn voice cutting through the low keening of the wind.

“Take me with you…. Don’t leave me here….. don’t leave me alone… please…”

You curl your lip up in disgust at the girl’s pitiful, weak state. You begin to turn away from her when a sudden seductive voice ripples through your mind:

“You know, taking her with us will make it so much easier to feed, especially considering how susceptible she is to the glamour. Also, safety in numbers, dying would be such a bother.”

The lust demon does make sense, and you decide that you could use the girl after all. You turn back round, and approach the weakly rising girl. Reaching out you grip her shoulder, and let a small surge of magic wash through her, replenishing her energy just enough so she can stand and follow you.

You take a step back as the girl finishes rising, and begins to pull her underwear and jeans back into place over her cumfilled crotch. You wait for her to finish rearranging her attire and give you her full attention.

“So girl, I have decided to take you with me after all, but before anything else, I need a name, I can’t call you girl all the time, it would be stupid.”

The girl replies in a small voice:

“Evie… my name is Evie…”

The pretty name matches her pretty face, you feel sort of satisfied at the symmetry shown there.

“Okay Evie, my name is Cam, if you want to get out of here, you are welcome to follow me.”

With that you turn and begin to walk off, glancing behind every now and again to check she is still following. Now all you need to do is decide on a destination.