Danielle was terrified. She was shaking so hard and a scream couldn't even make it out of her mouth when the other's face warped into a different creature entirely. His voice had changed. It wasn't Aliand anymore. Some demon wrought unto the planet, and she was its next victim. She couldn't help but feel mesmerized by the things swimming inside its eyes. She trembled at the realization that it probably didn't care, and that she was going to die at the end of the night. Danielle cringed as the appendages began to worm their way across her body.<br/><br/>She feared her voice was going to be taken from her when one found its way across her neck, leaving a slimy trail behind. The slime made her skin flush and made her wet between her legs. She whimpered at the feel of the one sucking on her breast. It felt good. Her eyes shut. "I don't want to die," she whispered. "I don't want to die. Please, don't kill me." She wasn't denying that she wanted this. It felt good, and she felt no matter the circumstance this creature wasn't going to let her go until it got what it wanted. Danielle trembled against the tile, trying to struggle.<br/><br/>"Please don't hurt me," she whispered, still pleading. She would hate herself if she just gave in. Would a deal even work with him...it? She shuddered again, her eyes fluttering when another tentacle started rubbing and stroking her clit and folds and her lips parted. Her face was flushed. Hell, her whole body was flushed. Her nipples were taunt and she was wet. Danielle flinched when the thing finally slithered up inside her. It hurt. But whatever it had done to her made the pain dull, like an afterthought. God was this really how she was going to die? In rapture? Her eyes opened and a few tears escaped.<br/><br/>"Please...I'll give in. I'll do what you want. Just please don't kill me. Don't hurt me. I don't want to die...I don't want to suffer." She was practically rambling now because of the pleasure and because she was in hysterics. To show she meant it she stopped struggling, going limp. As the thing slithered deeper into her, she exhaled, feeling uncomfortable but at the same time enjoying it. The whole experience was so wrong. But it felt so good not to fight anymore. Her hips moved and she gasped when it rubbed up against that spot inside a woman's body. It moved in ways a regular penis couldn't, though she didn't believe she could handle having his cock inside her.<br/><br/>"Yes...I like Aliand." Her voice was breathy, and she arched forward. Giving in felt like the easiest thing to do, even though deep down she was still utterly terrified that she was going to die.