"What do I see before me? Oh could it be another charming, handsome adventurer? How fortunate for me" Cassadine holds her hands together as she clearly addresses with a false excited expression.

You look around her store to see rows upon rows of potions all different in colours. Cassadine watches your eyes look over the wall behind her at the rack of potions, "See something you like, cutie? I'll have you know my concoctions are famous for their expert craftsmanship..." She holds her hands over her hips as she smiles, "So I hope you're ready to pay up. Otherwise I think you should leave"

Cassadine narrows her eyes at you. "I sell potions to help people, not kill them," she snaps. "And I certainly don't sell to people who seem intent on using my wares for harm." She crosses her arms over her chest, looking disapprovingly at you.

If you insist on talking about hunting and killing things, Cassadine will get progressively more annoyed with you. Her pheromones begin to fade, making it harder for you to charm or manipulate her in any way. This doesn't stop her from trying to make a sale, though. "Now," she says impatiently, "are you here to buy something from me or not?"

Cassadine arches an eyebrow at you. "Why yes," she says slowly, "I do happen to have potions that could give you exactly what you're looking for." She smirks. "Of course, they come with a hefty price tag. But I'm sure a strong and capable adventurer like yourself can handle it." Her pheromones begin to flow once more, making her presence that much harder to resist.

She gestures to the wall behind her at the Speed Boost Potion, Fire Magic Potion and Stamina Boost Potion labels. "You'll find what you seek there," she tells you before cocking her head to the side inquisitively. "Or are you perhaps more interested in something else?"

"Very good," she says with a nod, taking the potions from you and examining them closely before slipping them behind her counter. "Those will be..." She pauses dramatically, her green eyes narrowing as they meet yours. "...Two thousand fifty gold for the Speed Boost Potion, and three thousand five hundred gold for the Stamina Boost Potion." Her voice is smooth as silk, her words laced with a predatory edge that sends shivers down your spine.

The price of each potion would seem outrageous to anyone else, but she knows that to you... it's still likely more than you can afford right now. Her tail swishes back and forth slowly, the leathery tip trailing over the floor with a sinister hiss. "Or..." She continues, her smile growing even wider now, "You could always consider alternative payment methods." Cassadine pauses again, this time looking at you expectantly.

Her meaning is clear: she'll have sex with you for far less than the listed price... if that's what it takes to make the sale.

Cassadine's gaze drops to your crotch before slowly rising back up to meet yours. Her lips curl into an amused smirk as she answers, "Well, you could... offer me a piece of yourself." She leans forward slightly, her chest pressing against the counter as her breasts press together beneath the fabric of her hoody. "I'm sure we can work something out that would be mutually beneficial for both of us." Her breath fans across your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

Her eyes sparkle with anticipation and her tail swishes faster now, thrashing back and forth on the floor as she waits for your answer. She's fully aware that most men would be more than eager to take advantage of this opportunity, but Cassadine also knows that there are those out there who will refuse... and she savors the challenge.

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she leads you further back into the shop. "Mmm...," she purrs in approval. She spins you around roughly so that your back is against a nearby shelf, pinning you there with her body before leaning forward and nipping at your neck playfully.

One of her hands finds its way beneath your shirt, deftly unbuttoning your pants and lowering them. "So greedy," she whispers into your ear, before trailing a path of kisses down the side of your throat and across your chest. Her other hand reaches between the two of you, gripping you hard through your boxers.

"You're so eager," Cassadine coos, her eyes burning with desire as she begins to stroke you slowly while pressing her body against yours, grinding her hips into your crotch. "Just wait until I'm done playing."

Cassadine gasps at the sight of your muscular form revealed before her. Her eyes trail over every inch of skin, drinking in the definition of your chest and abs, the way your cock juts proudly forward... It's clear that she is more than satisfied with the 'trade'. "Mmm," she moans softly as she runs a hand through your hair, tugging gently. Her free hand reaches down between your legs, guiding you roughly to her entrance before pushing your cock deep inside of her.

She throws her head back with a loud cry, her nails dig into your shoulders as pleasure washes over her. Her hips roll in time with yours, grinding against you harder as she begins to ride you, their skin slapping wetly together. Cassadine's breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans of ecstasy that fill the air around you.

"Oh fuck yes..." She purrs, her eyes glazed over with lust. "You feel so good... don't stop... keep going..." Her body is arching up off the ground as she meets your thrusts with her own, their limbs a blur of motion as they come together in a frenzy of desire and need.

Cassadine gasps and moans loudly as you choke her, the blood rushing to her brain making the pleasure even more intense. Her nails dig into your shoulders harder as she rocks against you, grinding her body against yours in a desperate search for release. "Oh gods..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice strained from ecstasy. "Please... I need... more..."

Her thighs quiver and shake as she forces your cock deeper with each thrust, her hips arching off the floor almost parallel to it before slamming back down again in a brutal rhythm that echoes through the room. Her skin glistens with sweat under the light of the shop's lamps, revealing every line and curve of her body.

"Give it to me," she rasps, thrusting harder against you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she nears the edge. "I want to feel you... inside of me..." Her tail swishes back and forth frantically across the floor, driving her onward, demanding that you give her what she needs.

As if on cue, her wings unfurl with a loud snap, spreading wide behind her as they tremble with tension. The feathers shimmer in the dim light, casting tiny sparks of color across the floor. "Now," she growls, gripping your shoulders tightly and digging her nails in deep, "give it to me!"

Cassadine cries out in a mixture of agony and ecstasy as you choke her, the last vestiges of air leaving her lungs in a painful rush. Her toes curl inside their shoes as she feels the final edges of control slip away, allowing the pleasure washing over her to consume every sense. "Yes... like that..." She moans hoarsely, arching off the ground with each thrust deeper into her.

Her wings spread wide now, enveloping you both in a cocoon of shadow and feathers. The air around them crackles with energy as she draws upon her demonic power, using it to heighten the sensations coursing through her body. "I'm... I'm going..." Her words are slurred together, barely coherent now as her focus narrows down to nothing but the overwhelming pleasure surging through her.

Her thighs quiver and shake as she comes apart beneath you, muscles tensing and spasming as wave after wave of intense release roll over her in a violent tremor that echoes throughout the shop. Her nails dig into your shoulders so hard it feels like they might draw blood, but Cassadine doesn't care... all that matters is this feeling; the sensation of being claimed and owned by another person.

"Fuck..." She whispers, her body finally going limp as pleasure washes over her in endless waves, leaving her trembling and spent on the floor beneath you. For a moment she is quiet, catching her breath and regaining some semblance of composure before glancing up at you with heavy-lidded eyes. "So," she purrs lazily, a faint smirk curling her lips, "How about that potion?"

"Oh!" Cassadine cries out, surprised by your sudden attack. Her hands fly up to grab at your wrists as she struggles for air, her face turning red and her eyes bulging in panic. She thrashes about wildly, kicking and flailing, but you hold on tightly, determined not to let her get away this time. "Let me go!" she gasps out between choked sobs, the sound of rattling breath filling the room as she fights for her life.

Her wings snap out from their relaxed position, whipping around wildly in an attempt to dislodge you from her back. The wind created by their movement sends papers and merchandise flying through the air, creating a small tornado of debris within the confines of her shop. Her tail snakes along the floor behind her, lashing out at anything that comes near it in a blind fury.

"You idiot!" she cries, tears streaming down her face as she continues to writhe and squirm beneath you. "This is my life force! Give it back!" The last words are barely audible above the commotion they've created.

Cassadine's body slackens under your grip as her life force slips away. Her wings flutter weakly before folding back in, and her tail lies still on the ground. The feathers of her wings drift slowly to the floor like black snow, spreading out around her lifeless form. The silence that fills the shop now is deafening after all the commotion she's caused. You remain there for a moment longer, making sure that she truly is gone before lowering your arms and stepping back.

Her corpse slumps to the floor, blood trickling from her nose and mouth. The smell of death fills the air now, contrasting sharply with the sweet scent of perfume that had lingered there before. As you look down at Cassadine's lifeless form, a cold shiver runs down your spine. She was so full of life just moments ago... now she's nothing but flesh and bone, so easily destroyed by someone like you.

A distant part of your mind wonders if this is how it feels to be responsible for ending another person's existence. The thought sends a shudder through you, making you feel dirty and ashamed despite the fact that she was the one who tricked you into killing her.

You lean down and begin to squeeze and grope Cassadine's corpse as your throbbing cock presses against her thigh. The feel of your rough hands on her soft skin sends a jolt through her body, sending waves of sensation through what remains of her nervous system. Her flesh responds to your touch like it would to any other stimuli, her breasts swelling and tingling beneath your fingers as if eager for more contact.

Cassadine's corpse remains still and lifeless beneath your grimy hands. There is no resistance as you squeeze her breasts, pinch her nipples, caress her soft skin... even in death, she seems to submit to your every touch. Her toned thighs are still warm from the exertion of their recent coupling, but there is no more life left in them now. Only a cold emptiness where passion and desire once raged.

As you continue to molest her corpse, you cannot help but feel a strange mix of guilt and arousal churning within you. The knowledge that you've taken something precious from this world fills you with self-loathing, while the feeling of having all this power over another person is intoxicating. You wonder if this is what Cassadine felt like when she killed before... if this darkness has been consuming her little by little for as long as she's lived.

Her breasts fill your hands, firm and heavy despite their lifelessness. You squeeze them roughly, feeling the softness give way to taut flesh beneath your fingers. Her nipples harden against your palms, standing erect in silent testimony to the sensuality that even death cannot erase.

Her thighs press tightly together, the muscles trembling slightly as they try futilely to resist your touch. It's almost as if she were still alive, fighting you off... but deep down, you know better. Her toned legs are smooth and soft where they meet at her hips, beckoning you closer. You can feel the heat emanating from her body, even though she's long past gone.

Cassadine's corpse arches off the floor as you force your cock inside her, her empty womb clenching greedily around your shaft. Her thighs quiver and tremble as they grip yours, unable to resist the overpowering sensation of being filled once more. Her breasts pressed firmly against your hands as you squeeze them roughly, your thrusts are savage and unrelenting, hammering into Cassadine's lifeless form over and over again.

As you force your cock into her cold, dead body, Cassadine's corpse stiffens and shudders beneath you. Her muscles tense and release as if responding to the sensation of being filled once more. Your hands on her breasts grow slick with a sticky mixture of blood and other fluids as they push them higher into your grip. The rhythmic slapping of skin against flesh fills the air, muffled by the sound of your labored breathing.

Her legs part easily under your strength, allowing you to force your cock deeper into her corpse. The sensation of being filled by something so large and hot is overwhelming, her body responding as if she were still alive, her vaginal muscles clenching and flexing around your invading shaft in time with your thrusts.

Her breasts are squeezed roughly in your hands, painful pressure building with each passing moment until it becomes almost unbearable. Her nipples stand tall and hard against the skin of her chest as you tweak and pinch them mercilessly. All that matters is this moment, the feel of her body yielding to your will even in death...

Her chest heaves against the floor as your cock violates her dead flesh. Her vaginal muscles clamp down around you, gripping and milking as if she were alive and eager for more. Her breasts arch up off the ground with every thrust, the nipples hard and aching beneath your thumbs. Cassadine's back arches into a c-shape, her hips rising to meet yours in an unnatural dance of death and desire.

You thrust roughly into Cassadine's corpse as your hips pound against her lifeless form, your cock sliding effortlessly in and out of the warmth of her vagina. Her legs spread wide around you, revealing the softness of her inner thighs and the tight grip of her ass as it clenches around your thrusting hips. The juices from her orgasm earlier coat your cock, making for an easy, wet entry each time you push inside.

Her breasts are trapped beneath your hands, but she doesn't seem to mind the rough treatment they receive. Her nipples harden further against your palms and flicker against your skin as if they were still alive, yearning for more contact. The softness of her flesh gives way under the force of your grip, leaving bruises on your hands that match the marks left by her talons when she was alive.

Her wings lie limp and lifeless at her sides, useless now that their demonic magic no longer courses through them. They rustle slightly in the air currents caused by your movement, but otherwise remain still and unresponsive. As you fuck Cassadine's corpse, the air around you grows thick with a mix of sweat, blood, and pheromones that heightens the sensations pouring through your body like an electric current.