"I shall give you the skin of milk," he said, "But you do as I say, this is not a negotiation.  You will kill the hell hound and prove your strength, or you will fail.  I don't want any servants who can't survive and win.  If you can beat one of my hounds in a week, then it doesn't deserve to live."<br/><br/>The giant demon stomps out of the barn and puts his fingers to his mouth and whistles loudly.  A cuvaceous succubus, her nipples leaking milk and her cunny dripping, much like Wahida's own comes running.  She throws herself at the demon's feet and kisses them.<br/><br/>"Go get a wine skin from the house, fill it with your milk and then give it to that slut in the barn.  Then make sure she's off the ranch.  I don't want to see her again for a week."  The demon then walks out to the pen where he was training the hell hounds before, and suddenly he's no longer a fearsome demon, nor a black skinned drow, but a black skinned old man, grizzled and weak looking.<br/><br/>Only a few minutes later, the succubus shows up at the barn with a skin full of her milk.  She hands it to Wahida and whispers, "Good luck little girl... you're going to need it."<br/><br/>The milk skin is warm, obviously fresh from the succubus's leaking nipples.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">There are 3 'doses' of milk in the skin.  Wahida is addicted to succubus milk and berries... she must have one or the other (or both) once a day.</div></div>