Refuse to obey and leave the room

"I'm not listening to this," you say to Xorth. "I'm leaving."

You spin on your heel and reach for the handle of the door. A hand seems to wrap itself around your mind and you find yourself turning back to Xorth. Yes, you want to stay. You want to stay more than anything else. You look at Xorth and your horror is gone. No, it's not gone, it has been replaced with an intense sexual lust for the brain-flayer.

"Oh gods," you moan, "I want you!"

You tear at your corset, ripping the clasps and baring your large breasts to the creature. You toss the torn corset to the floor and nearly shred your skirt as you pull it down and step out of it. Your panties are discarded as easily and you feel yourself practically shaking with lust. You practically throw your naked body into the brain-flayer's open arms.

He wraps you up in his embrace and you press your face against the wriggling mass of Xorth's mouth tentacles. They wrap around your cheeks and cover your nose, squirming moistly against your flesh. You feel hard lips press against your soft kiss and as you open your mouth a warm, wet tube slides across your tongue. You have never felt a kiss so wonderful and passionate as Xorth's.