What happens when you are given an alien device that grants you the power to turn into an alien and become the mate of several of the hottest girls in hell has to offer? Well, this story will surprise you!
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[Scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stolara's mansion. A sigh of contentment from Stolara is heard. Blitza is shown lighting a cigarette on Stolara's bed and folds her arms behind her head.]
Stolara: *arms tied up* I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.
[Stolara is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, her hands tied to the headboard with rope.]
Blitza: When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about...
[She uses cigarette to burn rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitza's cigarette from her and takes a long drag of it.]
Blitza: But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.
Stolara: As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself.
[Stolara puts out the cigarette in one of Blitza's horns and pinches her cheek before Blitza shoves her away.]
Stolara: The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion! It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals.
[Blitza pulls a feather out of her mouth in disgust.]
Blitza: Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.
Stolara: *sits up* Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all
[Stolas pulls the covers over her head and her head appears near Blitza's crotch.]
Stolara: special access~ *chuckles*
Blitza: Look, I told you, were not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly.
[Stolara stands up with the covers on his head. She does a playful owl head tilt.]
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Stolara: I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. Its the same every year.
Blitza: Well if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.
Stolara: (baby-talk voice) Aww, Im sowwy your clients will have to wait.
Blitza: *waves a dismissive hand* Oh, fuck my clients!
