Originally Posted by
hustlertwo
Paul eyes up the Jynx approaching him, listening to it attempt to seduce him in his mind. His gaze takes in every pseudo-feminine curve in its body, lingering on the plump, full lips.
Hmmm.....look at that mouth. Does make a man wonder. And I could always blame it on psychic persuasion later...
A tempting offer, sweet thing. Copycat, I know you can hear me. Now we play my game. You come up to me and tell me that YOU give up. Say it loud and proud, for all to hear. Or be prepared for a sort of psychic onslaught that even a mind as twisted as yours cannot withstand. I imagine it will further scar dear Artemis as well. We'll call that the icing on this delicious beastiality cake.
Hurry up. The clock is ticking!
Paul's hand drifts down toward his zipper...