“It’s okay,” Kerelith said soothingly when every hole in the dress had been made wide enough for the girl to fit fully through, and so she stopped ripping it further, “I’m just in a mood for a little play! It’s like I’m the cat and you’re the ball of yarn. Nothing else will happen while we stay in this room. Besides, we’ll find you a new dress later. This one was horridly dull.”<br/><br/>With a continued attempt to calm the girl down, or at least to stop her from panicking, the succubus sat up, got back up on her hooves, and then grabbed the girl under the armpits to lift her up on her feet. All it took was a gentle brush to make the remains of the dress fall off the shoulders, a bit of forcing to slip them over the arms, and finally a few quick yanks to remove any sort of underwear that might have remained. Kerelith put her left hand on the girl’s neck and held it steady with strength that seemed impossible of her delicate, feminine arm. It was not to choke the girl, but to keep her standing upright.<br/><br/>“See? Now we’re both naked. This isn’t what you think it is,” the demon said, and she wasn’t wrong; there was no way the girl would be able to comprehend that this was only the beginning.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>