What does the demon decide?

Waverly needs a companion in nudity

"How about a thank you?" the demon said, Nicole's eyes flashing black. "I bet I know what you'd like."

The dark eyes were stark against Nicole's pale skin. Waverly almost couldn't look away, captivated and scared. Nicole pushed her back onto the desk, straddling her, smirking as if she could hear Waverly's heart racing in a mix of emotions.

Then Nicole, or rather the thing now inside Nicole, started to peel off Nicole's uniform. Waverly gulped. Nicole's jacket was thrown away, as was her top, and her bra not long after, revealing her breasts and her rosy nipples achingly close to Waverly's face.

Waverly had imagined being in this exact position. At work, with Nicole... But no demon, and not being naked herself with no idea of when she'd see clothes again.

"Like it?" Nicole said. She leant forwards, pressing her chest to Waverly's face while going high enough to start pushing down her pants and panties.

Waverly whimpered, not sure if she was more disappointed or nervous when Nicole shifted back, now as naked as her. Waverly's throat went dry. Nicole always looked fantastic, no matter the situation.

Then Nicole grabbed the stunned Waverly's wrists, and pulled her to her feet. Waverly had barely caught up with what was going on by the time she'd been pulled over to the door, and by the time she'd realized what was happening the door had already been kicked open, giving the station a view of the nude forms of their very own Nicole Haught, and her girlfriend Waverly.

The door shut behind them, and the black-eyed Nicole gave one last smirk at the blushing Waverly before the darkness faded. Nicole blushed bright red, showing that she was back, and suddenly screamed as she found herself in exactly the same situation as Waverly was.

Next to her, Waverly started shaking too. Back outside, back being exposed...