(Originally authored by WYSIWYG)
The Imp has been hungrily watching the girl ever since laying his eyes on her and can't wait any longer. Effortlessly he starts producing magic at a dizzying rate. The girl's hands are pulled over her head and she is suddenly dragged backward toward an empty wall by an unseen force. Her hands are held over her head, and it seems an invisible rope ties her wrists.
The girl screams as she's dragged back and slammed into the wall, but it does no good. No sound can leave the room. The Imp chuckles as he takes his true form in front of the screaming, writhing young girl.
"What, what, who are you?" she manages as she starts to cry. The Imp says nothing, his spiked tail swishing expectantly. Finally, after what seems like forever to poor Rebecca, he walks forward slowly.
"What a delicious toy," he says in a voice that is simultaneously raspy and nasal. "I hope you like to play."
Rebecca continues to cry and kick her legs uselessly as he closes in on her. "Don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me," she pleads, repeating the words like a mantra.
But the Imp does.
He put his hands on her hips and she suddenly goes stock still, scared into paralysis. The only movement now is her terrified trembling as the Imp runs his hands up her body. He feels her sizable tits over the thin fabric of the cotton tank top and takes his time groping them. Looking down, Rebecca can see he's naked and already erect.
The Imp's hands jump to the middle of her shirt, and he rips it open down the middle, baring her breasts. The sudden motion jars Rebecca back into reality and she screams futilely again as her tits spring free.
The Imp snorts in delight at the sight of her bare chest and leans forward to give her right nipple a little bite. She jerks in his teeth, but the soft skin isn't broken. The laughing Imp slides a hand back down her body to fondle her over her pink panties. She squirms helplessly under the demon's touch. Then, without warning, the Imp shoves aside the crotch of her panties and thrusts into her.
The girl gasps as he enters and is soon being ravaged as she stands against the wall. In another setting the Imp's muttering, snorts and snarls would be almost comical as he fucks her. Instead, the horror is beyond belief. His thrusts are rapid and short, and he doesn't even give a twisted thought to her pleasure. Instead, he uses her as a human plaything.
He doesn't last long.
After a few minutes, he thrusts hard one final time and then blows his demonic seed all over her flat belly and exposed tits. She closes her eyes and turns her face as her torso is coated with the sticky substance. Then she stands there, cowering in fear.
The Imp steps back to admire his handiwork.
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