(Spicy at 13:22) A bit of a happy ending for the mad doctor and the cheese demon, please enjoy my cringe! Thank you all so much for the support, I know I say it every time but I seriously mean it!
Ah yes, my plan is all set to begin. This time it shall be successful. That sussy little thing won't get far this time.
My study of demonology will finally be advanced with the capture of a real, live subject. So far, she may have dodged my previous attempts. My initial research on their kind proved to be faulty in many areas, though now I have a much better understanding of their devious little ways.
Now come to me, my darling. I know bait as tempting as this is irresistible to your kind. Just a lonely man late at night, all alone.
And not to mention, the cheese has already been set out. Any demonologist worth their weight knows that cheese is the ultimate deciding factor in whether or not a demon will present themselves. Hmm, yes.
I'm sure my plan will succeed with great effect this time around. It's so simple, I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier. Hmph.
Oh well. Better late than never, I suppose. After that, you'll be all mine.
Hmph. Yes, wonderful. You're just on time, my darling.
No devious trickery going on here, I promise. Time to put my act on. Hm? What the? Who's there? No, that can't be.
Surely this is just a dream. Your kind are said to be mere myths, yet here you stand, a big titty demon in my room. I must accept my fate as sacrifice to the devil himself.
Curse you. Hey, aren't we supposed to… well, you know. Fine, whatever.
Fire the anti-demon nets. Well, well. Would you look at that.
You fell right into my trap, darling. Isn't that just lovely? Hey, what's that you've got in your hand? Hmm, a block of cheese.
Isn't that just fascinating? Your demons and your cheese obsessions. I knew it would work.
Uh-uh. Don't try and struggle, my dear. You'll only hurt yourself on that net.
And that's certainly not my goal. Oh no, I want to keep you nice and safe. Because for now, you belong to me.
That's right, dear. You were set up this whole time. You may have managed to avoid being captured for quite some time now, but I knew I would catch up to you eventually.
That's simply how these things work. I would have never become a leading expert in demonology if I simply gave up. Never mind my fantastic accomplishments right now.
It wasn't my intention to brag. You see, I need you, my dear. Your kind has been my fascination ever since I was a mere boy.
I still remember the demon invasion event in my childhood home as if it were yesterday. My father, a demon researcher himself, managed to open a portal directly to Limbo, a truly fascinating accomplishment for the time. One that still has yet to be replicated again.
That is, until now. Would it be correct of me to assume you came from the second layer of hell, my dear? Lust, that is.
I chose a succubus as my subject for a very specific reason. Not only shall I open a portal to hell, I shall go further than any mortal has been before, and you'll help me do just that, my dear. I do apologize for the net.
I know it may be a bit uncomfortable, but I also figured it would be something that you're used to wearing. Oh, nothing, my dear. Don't you worry yourself.
Now, I do realize you may be rather reluctant to help me with my goal. The fact that I had to capture you like this is certainly not lost on me. I think we're all well aware of a succubus's main goals.
Collecting cheese, of course. Should you help me, all of your desires shall be satisfied. I'm sure of it.
You know it could be quite advantageous for you to have a human friend. You never quite know when that could come in handy. Same applies to me.
I've always held such a fascination for your kind. And you, my dear, are truly lovely. I could just.
.. Ahem. Oh, my apologies, dear.
I didn't mean to get carried away. Um, what do you say I get you out of that net? Normally I wouldn't do this with my brand new subjects, but something tells me I can trust you much more than most.
I do hope my intuition is correct, my dear, but a pretty little thing like you doesn't deserve to be caught up like that. Here, let's get those off of you. There we are.
Is that any better, my dear? I hope you're more comfortable. That's wonderful to hear.
Though I must admit, you did look rather cute wrapped up in that net. Take my hand, dear. Please, you don't have to sit on the floor, you know.
I want you to be nice and comfortable. You want me to carry you? Ah, yes, how could I forget the classic neatiness of a succubi? Of course I will, my dear.
Oh, I'm sorry if that net scared you. It wasn't my intention. I just needed to make sure you didn't hurt yourself trying to escape.
How's this? Are you comfortable in my arms? Wonderful.
Now, how about I take you from this bait room? I'll show you my actual laboratory. Here we are, my dear.
Would you mind if I set you on the examination table for now? I promise, it's actually quite comfortable. Please make yourself comfortable however you need to.
Apologies if you're feeling a bit tired. I know you came here to feed off of, well, emotions. I think that can be saved for just a little bit longer though, right? Lovely, lovely indeed.
If you don't mind, I would love to get a quick examination of you. That is, if you're comfortable with it. You really do captivate me, my darling.
So rare is a research opportunity like this, but please, take your time to decide. That's lovely to hear, my darling. I would just love to get a nice look at those wings.
How beautiful they are on you. Would you spread them out wide for me, dear? I would love to see them.
Oh, that's all right. You don't have to if you feel embarrassed. But just now, I think they're gorgeous.
Hm? You will, after all? Oh, that's lovely, my dear.
Well, don't let me stop you. I would be honored to see. Ah, even more lovely than I could have possibly predicted.
I do appreciate that, my dear. It's so nice of you to offer something I doubt too many mortals have seen before. Would it be all right with you if I were to just take some quick measurements? They are just so fascinating.
Ah, that's lovely to hear. This may tickle just a little bit, but please let me know if that gets uncomfortable at all. That's certainly not my intention.
All I have to do is wrap it around right here. There we are, my dear. I'm not pinching anything, am I? No, wonderful.
Let me just pull a bit tighter. I need to make sure these measurements are as accurate as possible, after all. Hm, that should be all.
What a grand wingspan you have. Now, you may relax those wings, my dear. We can move on to the next portion of the exam.
I have been curious about those horns. Such a unique shape to them. I've heard they're different on every one of your kind.
Some even have none at all. Ah, a genetic thing. That would make perfect sense.
They are quite pretty on you. Would you be all right with it if I just gave them a little feel, perhaps? The texture just appears so fascinating.
Hm, they're very sensitive, aren't they? Thank you for letting me know, my dear. How is it if I just slowly trace my finger down one? Hm, it's all right.
You can let me know if that feels good. I'll be very gentle. That's just what you deserve.
Hm, they're much warmer than I was expecting. So nice to the touch. I've heard that this can cause a calming effect among your kind.
That also seems to be true. How sweet. You really are quite nice for a demon.
Sorry, I don't mean to be making you all sleepy. I know it might be a little unprofessional of me to be doing this at all, but. ..
Damn, how can I resist? I'm also aware that feeling horns is seen as a bit. ..intimate.
I would normally ask you, but by now. .. I can tell you're more than all right with that.
Aside from the cheese, of course. I know what you really came here for. And how could I blame you for that? It is quite literally the main thing in your job description.
But I must say, you are a bit more shy than I would have thought. But certainly don't take that as a bad thing. It's quite adorable.
Outwardly, you are quite wholesome. But you and I both know that's just a bit of an act. I also wanted to observe you to see just how you feed off of emotions, you know.
Perhaps you can show me. I like where those legs went. Maybe now the real exam can begin.
Speaking of which. .. You've been such a wonderful patient for me so far.
Would you like some more cheese? I didn't expect to be this close during the exam. But I suppose it would be nice to get a very thorough look at you.
That clothing was designed for easy access. That doesn't make things too difficult for us now. Does it, darling? You're so warm to the touch.
Those legs feel so nice. Soft, but still muscular enough to crush my torso. Lovely.
You really know how to get your way, huh? I didn't expect anything less from you. Even though it may be against my professional judgment side.
I still want to feel just how you take my energy. Even if just for personal curiosity. Ironically, I know I'm caught deep in your trap now.
But it's not like I would want it any other way. Isn't that nice? Wrapped right up in those wings.
Very cozy indeed. Those hands are on my waist. I'm sure you wouldn't mind helping me out there, dear.
You may have managed to slip that lab coat right off of me. But I think these pants are a little bit more hands-on. It feels so good when you just gently slip your hands down there.
Fuck, you're really going to tease me like that, huh? You're just waiting to drain me dry and steal all of my mortal energy. Shit, sounds alright to me.
I'm pretty sure it would be a sin to resist that ass of yours. Get this underwear off of me. I'll help you with the same.
It wouldn't be a real exam without a physical, right? Hmm. Now, what was the proper technique? One hand on the horn and the other slipping inside of you? Yeah, I think that sounds about right.
This is a good test of reproductive health among your kind. Or so I'm told, that is. Make sure to moan louder so I know I'm doing it right, okay? Hmm.
Well, it appears you certainly don't have any lubrication issues. Oh, is that just the spot, dear? What a cute face you make.
Fuck, that feels good, doesn't it? Hmm. But I don't want to make you feel like I'm trying to take your job.
I want you to use me however you want. I would love to observe just how you go about stealing my seed. What's that? I can't quite hear you throughout those moans.
You want me to trade places with you? Ah, certainly, dear. You know I love someone who can take me right over.
How's this? Do my legs need to go wider? Certainly, dear.
Putting that hair up for a good reason, I'm guessing. Fuck, that's an effective strategy. But to be fair, you already had me under your control before I even knew it.
Fuck, I promise I'll wait to fill you. This is just too good to waste in your mouth. Hmm.
Fuck, I'm sorry if my legs are getting too tight. I can't control myself when you feel this good. I never quite knew it was possible to steal a soul out through the dick.
What a fascinating discovery. I'm sure this research will help me to understand your kind much further than it already has.