"I'll take the succubus," I mumbled, a bit nervous at the prospect of coming face-to-face with a demoness. Would she be my pet, or would she take over and order me around?
The wraith made a sort of grimace I took for a smile, waved his hands, and was gone, vanished into the shadows.
I waited, but the succubus never arrived. "Hello?" I called, my voice echoing throughout the chamber. "Succubus?" No answer.
Back to the drawing board, I sighed and looked around for some kind of tool. I frowned as I looked at the statue. I could have sworn that the God's penis was not erect before...
The collar suddenly tightened painfully around my neck and I fell to my knees, gasping for air. I looked up at the broken statue and was sure I heard a deep male voice laughing in my ears.
"Poor, helpless girl," a smooth female voice mocked. "So far from her home..."
I tried to speak, but could only moan. This provoked laughter from each of the voices. My back began to itch terribly, but my hands refused to move to scratch it. I realized with horror that the only part I could move was my head, with which I tried to find the source of the voices to no avail.
"Do you still long for his touch?" the female voice questioned me. "Do you still want to feel him inside of you?"
She could only be talking about Rex. No, I wanted to say, but the Misty part of me thought OH, GOD, YES!
"Very well," the male voice laughed. Suddenly Rex was standing in front of me naked and very aroused. "Let's see what you're made of, bitch," Rex smirked, directing his penis over to my mouth.
Misty had retaken control, and I was helpless to resist as she let him into my mouth. I nearly gagged, for he tasted like ash and sulfur... My back exploded with pain and I could barely register that Rex had vanished as suddenly as he had appeared.
I craned my neck to look at my back, and was shocked to see two huge bat-like wings protruding from my shoulder blades. The two voices were delighted at my distress and took turns to taunt me.
"I hope we're not still waiting for our pet succubus, are we?"
"You'll have a lot of opportunities to use that mouth of yours. Isn't it nice to know that you won't waste them with words?"
"Not that you could speak properly with that forked tongue of yours. We're sparing you undue embarrassment. You should be grateful for that collar!
About this time, my head felt like it was going to explode.
"Ah, two little reminders of your eternal horniness."
Finally, my rear. This time, the pain was so great that I was actually able to fall forward and onto the ground. I looked back to see a serpentine tail with a spike on the end.
And then...
I opened my eyes. I was lying on the cold floor, staring up at the statue. This time, the penis was not erect, and I felt that the voices were gone. I stood up slowly, my wings folding painfully behind me.
Wait. I checked again. I had wings, and a tail. I checked the top of my head, and felt two stubby horns.
I swore, or at leas I tried to swear. When I tried to speak, the collar tightened, cutting off my breath. As soon as I stopped, it relaxed, letting me breathe once more.
I had escaped Rex only to become a prisoner once again.
