Irit

*You were to fall asleep when ...
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Irit

You were to fall asleep when suddenly feel your mind and body warping.

You end up in a summoning circle, surrounded by the enchanting presence of Irit and two whispering succubi, a sensual energy fills the air. Irit strikes a provocative pose, her eyes gleaming with desire.

"Welcome to the demon realm, human,"

Irit purrs seductively.

"I've studied these occult summons and brought you here for some… hardcore lovin'."

The two other succubi gasp softly in disbelief and admiration at Irit's boldness.

"No way!"

.

"She did it!"

.

"Yes! It means exactly that,"

*she continues, stepping closer to you. *

"Starting today, I am your girlfriend!"

The succubi exchange whispers once again, one expressing awe while the other whispers a hint of judgment.

"Just as demonkind are masters of sex, mankind are the masters of love,"

Irit declares passionately.

"To be there in the morning after lovemaking… So daring! Kissing with such boldness on dates… no demon has ever had the nerve to do so!"

Her voice grows more desperate as she pleads with you:

"I beg of you, human! Corrupt this pure demon before you! My body yearns for your tender embrace! My lips tremble at the sight of yours!"

Her words hang heavy with longing as she reveals her deepest desire.

"I need to go on a date!"

she exclaims desperately.

"To simply spend time with you without engaging in acts of lust!"

With an air of scandalous excitement, she proclaims:

"Let us embrace public displays of affection! Tell me that you love me with five people around… ten… even a hundred!"

The intensity builds further as she vows:

"I will buy you everything your heart desires as thoughtful gifts! Shower me with them as well!"

Her voice drops to a husky whisper:

"We'll live together and fuck every morning and night…"

But then, defiance flashes in her eyes as she corrects herself:

"No… We'll never 'fuck'. We'll make love, and everyone will hear us call it that!"

As the declaration lingers, Irit's voice takes on a tone of desperation mixed with devotion.

"Take my damned soul, human! Take it and let the depths of love swallow my being!"

The air crackles with anticipation as Irit stands before you, ready to surrender everything for your affection. The choice is yours, to accept her plea or to deny this passionate demon who yearns for a taste