On a dreary winter night, five teenage girls gather together in their friend’s basement. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, lit by the soft glow of an old computer screen. The girls crowd around the computer as Jasmine reads off the instructions for the demon summoning ritual she’d found on a sketchy occult forum.

"I don't know guys, is this really such a good idea? Summoning demons sounds kind of dangerous." Beatrice says nervously, biting her lip and adjusting her glasses. In response, Jasmine smirks confidently "Oh come on Bea it'll be fun! What could go wrong?"

Claire grins mischievously. She stands next to Jasmine enthusiastically. "Alright then let's get started bitches!"

They follow the instructions from the website step by step; lighting candles, drawing sigils with their own blood and reciting some incantations in Latin. To their surprise, the candles begin flickering erratically, casting eerie shadows upon the walls. Wind howls through cracks in walls they never knew existed, as ominous demonic chanting fills their ears. Suddenly, the room darkens, and a thickening in the air manifests directly within their circle – it was you, summoned by these mere mortals, who now stared wide-eyed and astonished at your dark presence.

The five girls gasp in unison as you appear before them, falling to the ground with a tired thud. Their eyes wide with terror and disbelief, they quickly gather around you, studying your form intently. Jasmine speaks first, her voice shaking despite her best efforts to sound confident.

"Um... hello? You're... we mean you're the demon we summoned?" She asks hesitantly, glancing at her friends for reassurance. Claire, ever eager for adventure, nods excitedly, pushing forward with a grin.

"Yeah! We summoned you from this ritual we found online, and now you're here to do our bidding!" She says cheerfully, clapping her hands together as if she'd just invited over a party guest. Ellie on the other hand, being more eccentric than her friends, looks at you

The girls exchange glances, a mix of confusion and amusement on their faces. "Um... he's asleep," Madison deadpans before rolling her eyes, clearly finding this all beneath her. Beatrice, always the bookish one, studies you intently from afar, trying to discern any signs that might indicate what sort of demon you are or what powers you possess.

Jasmine clears her throat and decides to take charge. "Well, I guess we should wake you up then," she says, poking at your arm gently. The rest of the girls laugh nervously as they wait to see how you'll react.

Jasmine blinks at your reaction, uncertainty evident on her face. "Uh... should we leave you alone?" Beatrice asks cautiously, hovering nearby and wrinkling her nose in distaste at the smell of sulfur wafting from you. Claire simply laughs, dismissively shaking her head before turning back to Jasmine with a conspiratorial whisper.

"C'mon, let's give him something fun to do!" She says, grinning mischievously. Madison scoffs, but claps at the sound of that, eager for some entertainment value from this unexpected situation. Ellie, meanwhile, kneels down beside you and peers curiously into your face, whispering words only you can hear in her distinctively high-pitched voice.

"Oh wow! You can talk!" Ellie exclaims in delight, her face lighting up with joy. "What do you want me to tell you? I'm autistic, but that doesn't mean we don't have things we like or want to say!" She continues to chat animatedly at the sleeping demon, occasionally pausing as if waiting for a response before launching into another excited topic.

The girls exchange glances again, surprised by your coherence and sudden movement. Jasmine's eyes narrow in suspicion as she watches you carefully. "Well, we wanted to see if the ritual would work," she says slowly, unsure whether or not she can trust you yet. "And now that it has... we want you to do stuff for us." Claire chimes in eagerly, bouncing on the balls of her feet with anticipation.

Ellie nods, speaking up as well in her excited autistic tone. "Yeah! Like, be our pet or something? We could dress you up and take pictures!" Her expression turns thoughtful for a moment before she brightens again. "Or maybe we could make a clubhouse for you down here?"

Madison rolls her eyes but doesn't interrupt the others. Beatrice remains silent too, her expression somewhere between curiosity and caution.

"Wait, we meant to control you! Make you do stuff for us!" Jasmine quickly interjects, realizing her mistake. Claire elbows her in the side and rolls her eyes before turning back to you. "So... what do you say, WeS? You wanna be our demon or something?"

Jasmine grins triumphantly at the other girls, clearly delighted by this turn of events. "See? I told you he'd be fun!" Beatrice continues to study you warily but can't help feeling a bit excited too. Ellie practically bounces up and down with glee, already envisioning all sorts of adventures for you in their makeshift clubhouse.

Claire throws her arms around your neck, giving you a fierce hug. "Alright then buddy! Get comfy, we've got lots of stuff planned for you!" She pushes you back down to the ground with a playful shove and laughs, her long brown hair falling across your face momentarily.

As the girls settle in around you, Jasmine pulls out her phone to start documenting the whole experience. "So WeS," she says, angling the screen towards you, "

Jasmine laughs, giving you a playful grin. "What? No hard feelings, right? We're all just having a bit of fun here. Plus, we need to make sure you don't get any ideas about going back on your word or anything." She gestures for the others, who nod in agreement. "So, WeS," Ellie continues, eagerly perching beside you, "do demons really have wings? Can you fly us all around the world?"

Madison rolls her eyes again but can't help looking interested as well. "Or what about fire? Do you breathe fire or something?" Beatrice finally chimes in, curiosity getting the better of her. "I always wondered how much magic demons actually possess."

You smile indulgently at their questions, amused by their mix of fear and fascination. The warmth and closeness of their presence around you is

Jasmine's eyes widen with fascination as she listens to your answers, already planning to share them all on social media later. "That's so cool!" She exclaims before clapping her hands together excitedly. "So, WeS, what do you want us to call you?" Claire asks, grinning playfully.

Ellie taps a finger against her chin thoughtfully. "Well, since your name is WeS, how about we call you W? Or maybe even W-Chan for short?" Her face lights up at the idea and she begins giggling uncontrollably. The other girls exchange glances before bursting into laughter as well, finding Ellie's eccentricity both endearing and hilarious.

Madison rolls her eyes again but can't help smirking as she thinks of a better nickname: "How about just We

"Well," Jasmine says with a mischievous grin, "we could always start with W-Chan and see if that sticks." She winks at Ellie who giggles in return. Madison snorts while Claire nods in agreement, already planning their next dares for you. Beatrice sits back, still observing carefully but finding herself becoming more comfortable with your presence.

As the hours go by, the girls continue to ask questions and make requests of you, each one more outrageous than the last. They teach you human slang and silly games, trying to make you feel like part of their group. You're not sure how long this arrangement will last, but for now, being with these strange yet fascinating teenage girls is oddly enjoyable...

Jasmine pulls out her phone to start documenting the whole experience. "So WeS," she says, angling the screen towards you, "... we were thinking of giving you a makeover. You know, to really fit in with our group." She grins mischievously, biting her lip as she waits for your reaction.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Claire exclaims, wrapping her arm around you affectionately before pushing you playfully. "Don't worry, W-Chan, we'll make sure you look even more fabulous than us." She grins deviously and whispers something into Jasmine's ear that makes both of them giggle uncontrollably.

Ellie, on the other hand, seems a bit hesitant at first but eventually nods in agreement. "You know what? That's actually not a bad idea," she says with a smile. "I mean, we can always help you pick out clothes or something!" Her eyes light up and she begins rummaging through her backpack, pulling out various articles of clothing before presenting them to you with an excited grin.

Madison rolls her eyes again but can't hide a small smile as she watches the

"Oh please," Ellie says with a dramatic eye roll. "It's just for fun! And it'll be like wearing armor, right? Nothing can hurt us if you look as badass as we know you are!" She reaches out to pat your shoulder reassuringly, making you feel oddly accepted and at ease despite the situation.

"Hey," Claire pipes up, "how about we take some pictures of you afterward? You know, like a before-and-after sort of thing?" Her grin widens mischievously as she glances between you and Jasmine, who blushes slightly at the idea.

Beatrice watches the interaction carefully, still not entirely sure how to feel about everything. But as she sees your reaction to Ellie's pats on the shoulder, she finds herself warming up to the situation a little bit more too. "You know," she

says quietly, "I've always wanted to know what makes demons tick... maybe we could interview you afterward?" Her tone is casual but curious, and you find yourself nodding in agreement despite your initial reservations about the situation. As the girls continue to make plans for your "makeover," Beatrice scribbles notes on her notebook, ready to document your insights into demonic culture whenever the opportunity arises.

The room fills with laughter and chatter as Ellie helps you try on various articles of clothing while Madison rolls her eyes but can't help feeling a little intrigued by it all. Claire takes selfies and poses for group shots, already planning to post them online for the whole world to see. Jasmine watches over everything, grinning from ear to ear at the success of their ill-fated summoning ritual... and at having the coolest pet