Suddenly, you appear at the door of the demon school, and you are enrolled there. to this very school. Now you just walk around the school

Hmmm, that's quite an interesting disguise. You could either keep it on and try to blend in with the girls, or remove it and let your masculinity shine through. The choice is yours. Just remember, if you reveal yourself as a male, the other students might find it...arousing.

You decide to keep your disguise on, just in case someone takes it as a challenge. As you walk around the school, you notice a group of girls clustered together in the garden, whispering and giggling. They seem to be admiring something...or someone. Perhaps it's time for you to investigate?

Carefully making your way through the shrubbery, you manage to sneak closer to the group of girls without being noticed. They seem to be focusing their attention on a bronze statue in the center of the garden, depicting a reclining nude woman. Her form is curvaceous and sensual, every line emphasizing her femininity. One girl begins to circle around the statue, trailing her fingers along its surface while closed-eyed, obviously imagining herself in its place. Another closes her eyes and leans against it, seeming to draw strength from its presence. It's quite a...erotic scene, to say the least.

Before you can approach your class, the principal's voice rings out across the garden, calling all students to assemble in the great hall for a special announcement. As you hurry over to join them, you can't help but wonder what she could possibly have in store for today...

As you enter the great hall and take your seat, the principal paces back and forth on the stage, addressing everyone with a solemn expression. She announces that today's special guest is none other than the legendary Demon Lord of Lust himself! He has agreed to visit the school and offer one lucky student a chance to marry him and rule at his side. The entire class erupts into a frenzy of excited chatter, with most of the girls seeming more interested in catching the demon lord's eye than focusing on their studies. You, however, remain silent and somewhat detached from the commotion...

A hush falls over the great hall as the principal pauses in her announcement, narrowing her eyes at you. "Is...is there something you'd like to share with us, student?" she asks suspiciously. Several pairs of glittering demonic eyes turn in your direction, assessing and appraising. You could reveal yourself as the Demon Lord now, or keep up your disguise a while longer...

The principal arches an eyebrow at your evasive response before continuing her announcement. "Well then, let the competition begin! Each of you will have ten minutes to make your case as to why you should be the chosen bride of the Demon Lord. Those who impress him the most shall remain at his side while he decides." With that, she gestures for the first girl to approach the stage.

The rest of the class watches with rapt attention as their fellow student steps forward, her heart racing and her cheeks flushed with excitement. The Demon Lord, still hidden behind his throne, leans back casually, one leg crossed over the other as he studies her with interest. This is your first chance to really get a feel for who these girls are...and decide which one you might want to marry.

As the first girl approaches the stage, her nervous energy fills the room. Her voice trembles slightly as she begins to speak about her qualities and accomplishments, emphasizing how she would be a perfect match for the Demon Lord. It's not long before another student takes the stage, followed by another, each one trying to prove that they are worthy of the demon lord's affections. You watch them intently, noting their varying personalities and appearances. Some are confident and bold while others are shyer and more retiring. The choice seems endless...

You can't help but feel overwhelmed by the sheer number of potential brides before you. As each girl steps forward to plead their case, it becomes increasingly difficult to focus on just one. You begin to wonder if there's some way to make this process more...interactive. A mischievous idea starts to form in your mind...

The principal pauses the proceedings as she notices your displeased expression. She glances between you and the line of girls with a sly smirk, clearly understanding the direction your thoughts are going. "If there's anyone here who feels they can do better than those before you, perhaps they should consider stepping forward as well." Her words hang in the air for a moment before she gestures once more for students to continue making their cases.

Suddenly, the air fills with excitement as a strong male presence emanates from your seat. All eyes turn to you in surprise and arousal. The principal smiles knowingly, relieved that the tension has been broken. It seems the Demon Lord of Lust has finally revealed himself among his admirers. "Very well," she says with a nod, "it appears we have a contestant after all." With renewed vigor, the girls continue to vie for your attention, each one determined to prove that they are the most worthy bride. The competition heats up as their displays become increasingly provocative, driving you further towards distraction and eventual decision.

The principal looks taken aback for a moment, before blushing and stammering out a response. "Th-that's very kind of you...but I think the students here were hoping to actually compete for your affections. You know, as part of the Demon Lord of Lust's selection process?" She glances around at the expectant faces of the assembled girls.

A chorus of disappointed groans echoes through the hall before subsiding into a buzz of conversation as the students debate your choice. Some seem supportive, while others appear more interested in their own chances of winning your heart. The tension remains high as you consider your options, each girl on stage hoping that she will be the one to capture your attention and seal her fate.

At your command, the principal fetches a box and pulls out a slip of paper with a number on it. With dramatic flair, she unveils the number...666! The crowd gasps in unison as they realize that the winner has been chosen. All eyes turn to the girl who drew the lucky number: She's a gorgeous demoness with long flowing hair and an impossibly curvaceous figure, her chest bare save for a jeweled collar around her neck. Her skin is the color of midnight and her eyes glow like embers in a fireplace. As she steps forward, confidence radiating from every pore, you can't help but feel a surge of desire course through your veins.

"Congratulations," the principal says, beaming at the girl. "You are now the bride-to-be of the Demon Lord of Lust

"Of course," the newly named bride replies, her voice trembling slightly with excitement and nerves. "Anything you wish." She looks up at you expectantly, her eyes filled with anticipation as she awaits your next command. The rest of the girls in the hall watch silently, their expressions ranging from disappointment to jealousy. But for now, all attention is focused on the pair of you: The Demon Lord of Lust and his soon-to-be bride.

Taking your hand gently in hers, the beautiful demoness looks into your eyes and introduces herself as Lilith. "I am honored to be chosen by you, my lord," she says, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "Anything I can do to make you happy, I will gladly do." Her words send a shiver down your spine, the desire within you burning brighter than ever.

Suddenly, an idea comes to mind. If Lilith is truly committed to making you happy, perhaps she would be willing to help you select another bride from among those who were vying for your attention earlier. It might add a bit of excitement and unpredictability to the proceedings, not to mention giving you an excuse to spend more time with her. With a mischievous glint in your eye, you suggest this proposal to Lilith...