The car interrupts

Melissa blushes at your question, which causes you to grin. This has to be interesting. She lowers her gaze, almost ashamed of what she is about to say. "Well... I was thinking... maybe we could... go to... a gas station." She starts speaking meekly, before it suddenly drops to a dead tone.

You blink, not expecting that. "Really?"

"Yeah. Almost out of gas."

You lean your head over, checking the dashboard while also getting very close to your human. ('Yep,' you think to yourself, 'she's mine and I'm not letting her go.') In fact, you're so close that she's not only getting a more concentrated dose of your pheromones, but she can also smell what your demonic skin actually smells like. And sure enough, the indicator is very low. "Why didn't you hotwire one that had more?" You ask.

"This one was at three quarters." Oh, you must have damaged something when you crashed through the roof. Whoops.

You give her head a quick nuzzle, which causes her to jerk the wheel slightly, before returning to your side of the car and focus. Your vision magnifies and, with your night-vision, can make out a gas station about 3 or 4 miles ahead, of which you inform your driver of. "Thanks, but what about you? We can't feasibly do anything with your big red body."

You smirk at her, before you blur and you reappear. Or rather, your human self does. Mostly; you made yourself a little taller, gave yourself some slightly bigger muscles, removed a few blemishes. And made your bulge bigger. The important stuff.

Melissa's jaw drops at seeing your old visage again, and tentatively reaches her hand towards your 'pants'. You both watch as her hand slowly advances before passing through the illusion to rest on your thigh. It stays there longer then necessary before she withdraws with a blush, which makes you smirk. Both the blush and the smirk remains on your faces until you reach the gas station.

The station is one of those smaller mom and pop kinds. 2 pumps and a shop that is barely the size of a small apartment. There is only one other car here, a fancy luxury car that you really don't care about anymore. Yet your smirk deepens into a frown as you both step out of the damaged vehicle. There's something here already.

"Hey, cutie," Your gaze is drawn to the nearby tree line, and you both easily make out the red skinned seductress sashaying her way towards Melissa. "How about I help you make the best decision of your life; mouth, pussy, ass, or all three?" The succubus propositions, before she spots you and stops with a confused tilt of her head. It gives you a chance to decide that yes, the glasses the succubus is wearing (and that is all she's wearing) does in fact make her seem sexier. You had always wondered if that idea was true or not.

A noise draws your attention to the station's front door. An incubus steps out of the broken front, clad in the tattered remains of his uniform and his name tag clamped tightly to his left nipple. He spots Melissa easily and snarls, "Don't hog that cunt for yourself!"

You glance at Melissa, and are not surprised to find her panicking about the situation now advancing towards her. What does is just how aroused she is, she's at the point that her jeans are noticeably drenched. You wonder just what kind of fantasies she's had in the past. Still, this is probably the easiest moment to convince her to join Lilith's side. You have no doubt that you would have to share her with your 'siblings'. On the other hand, you've been putting the effort to slowly tempt Melissa into surrendering to you and you have no desire to share the fruits of your labors with anyone other than Mistress Lilith.