We throw him out of our Community

"Get dressed Pig," you snarl. "Quickly, he begins to dress as a French maid. "I have a solution," you point to what you assume is his wife. "Bind him, but don't gag him and make sure he can only hop," you insist. Once she did this all he could do was hop weakly in heels. "The police will be arriving shortly. If you leave now you might miss going to prison," you state opening the door. His arms and feet bound he hoped out quickly.

Then you pick up the phone and hand it to the President, "You need to call the police the Dean attempted to proposition a grad student! Who knows what would have happened if you hadn't walked in for a surprise visit," you replied. A faint glimmer of sadism crosses his eyes. He quickly follows suite. The police arrested the Dean. The other collaborated with the Presidents statement. Now out a Dean. Hours of dealing with cops and detectives. The demoness and you mind control the police into fully backing the story. Afterwards she walked me to her car, and took me home. As you climb out of the car. She turns and asks, "Who will take his place?"