“Like, don’t just stand there,” Bimbeau commanded, “impale her, already.”
“But, I don’t have a weapon,” Rick protested. “And where’s Jim? What did this Daemon do with him?”
“I’m Jim!” the succubus claimed fiercely.
“She’s, like, right,” Bimbeau nodded. “This is just a mortal boy turned into a minor succubus. In a few hours she’s feel compelled to seduce men and, like, suck out their souls and stuff, leaving behind very happy, but empty, shells. Go ahead and do it, already, so we can go after the real fiend.”
“What!?” Rick exclaimed. “I can’t kill my best friend! Oh my god, what am I going to do?”
“That’s Goddess!” Bimbeau corrected tersely. “Do I, like, look like a god to you? Really! And I told you to nail her! Now be a good sex slave and do some sexual healling, already!”
“Huh?” Rick gapped.
“You mean, having sex with Rick will fix me?” Jim perked up. It wasn’t the best sounding cure, but he’d take anything to turn back to normal.
“Like, duh,” Bimbeau agreed. “You’ve been cursed by a Sex Daemon, but he’s been blessed by a beautiful Sex Goddess. So kiss and make out already, sheesh!”
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