It's been three days since you've been turned into a shota, and already she's here. Knocking at the door
"Anon? HIRyS! It's IryS!"
You've barricaded every single opening as much as your young body could handle. Just locking the door wasn't going to cut it anymore. She somehow ALWAYS makes it in
The knocking at the door continued
"Please, Anon. You don't need to do this!"
You pushed your desk up to the door. You already got your bed there, and it was already locked
But by god
"Why are you afraid? It's IRyS!"
There was a pause. The silence was deafening
"I know I was a bit rough last time, but that was because you made my tum tum feel soooo goooood.... And I just..."
this time, the knocking has turned into banging. And... scratching?
Another pause. You didn't even want to move in case she was listening out for you
"... Anon PLEASE!" that last slam made you jump. You ba- you baseball bat. Where'd you put it? The closet? Check the closet!
"You never did make it easy DID YOU?" You found it, and already you can barely hold it over your shoulder without shaking in fear. She's losing control. you can hear it in her voice. The demon- no, the SUCCUBUS side is taking over
"I will show you that there's nothing to fear~ HOPE IS DESCENDING! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The ceiling above you exploded as IRyS descending down into your room. Her eyes were crazed, her fangs barred, and she gave you a look of pure lust. The sheer force of the blast made you fall to your feet, desperately crawling away from her as she slowly approached you
"HIRYS! IT'S IRYS!" Desperately crawling away from her, you tossed a book at her. But she swatted it away like it was nothing. You scrambled to find something else to throw, but it was too late. Hope has already descended onto your crotch