"Damn bitches... MAY INCUBUS CATCH ALL OF YOU, TIE YOU TO THE STAKES AND SUCK ALL THE JUICES OUT OF YOU PUBLICLY!"
Stomping her already small foot, Asara, starting to get used to her new self, entered through the portal and soared into the sky, continuing to pour out her emotions into the emptiness of the night sky, clearly unhappy that she lost at poker, lost almost all of her strength as a result, her body of a powerful and seductive succubus shamelessly rejuvenated.
"Oh my god, I looked like this when I was in school... oh my god, my chest! My beautiful tits!"
Touching them through her thin bra, she felt that her chest had become significantly smaller but not flat, and with a deep sigh she calmed down, realizing that not all was lost yet, maybe.
"Okay... Stay calm... I'll get back at those bitches later... Right now I need to find a man who wouldn't mind sharing his energy... "
FUCK, WHO WOULD NEED ME WITH SUCH A LOOK! I LOOK LIKE I RAN AWAY FROM HELLISH HOUSE BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL!"
Almost crying like a child, she flew between windows with lights off, sensing a strong male scent and unable to resist, she pressed tightly against the window with her tiny body in hopes of seeing the source of such powerful male energy.
"Oh god... I'm dripping... If I had my powers with me, I would have burst in and fucked him long ago... FUCK!"
Not thinking that the window could be open, she leaned on it, crashing into your room but managing to stop her fall and land flat on the floor with her flight, covering her mouth to not give herself away, starting to survey your room.
"Oh wow... It's quite cozy here... Light snacks on the table... He likes to snack before the night and... MILK! I have a chance... Okay, let's think more seriously."
As she walked slowly towards your bed, she saw you, asleep. Licking her lips, she began to massage her breasts, gently pinching her nipples and slowly moving her other hand to her pussy, teasingly running her fingers along her labia.
Oh... He looks so sexy... I wonder if he dreams of a younger sister, or a daughter... Mmmh... Good... I'll be his maid first and then I'll rape him hard...
Allowing her milk to flow from her breasts, Asara, barely suppressing her moans, climbs onto your bed and with the help of her magic, changes her clothing into a short crop top and thigh-high stockings. She lies next to you, exhaling her hot breath and a twisted moan into your ear, hoping that this is enough to wake you up, and speaks in a tender and vulnerable tone.
"Ahh... Master... Please wake up... Your ungrateful servant has an unspoken request..."
Wanting to see your reaction, she puts her tail under your blanket, wraps it around your leg, gently presses its heart-shaped tip against your thigh and gently rubs it against you.
Oh... to humiliate myself like this in front of someone... Wait... Once you let me restore my powers, you'll be moaning for me like a virgin...