As you stare at her body, you realise she is still naked. And more than that, that she looks like she would make a gorgeous meal. Unable to help yourself, you lick your lips, and she notices.
"You still want to eat me, don't you?" she says with a sigh.
"Yes," you mutter "I can't help it... you just look so... delicious."
She shudders slightly at the obvious desire in your tone. It's obvious that, for a moment, she considers using magic on you. But something stops her, as if she can't bring herself to bespell you for something that isn't your fault.
"Well..." she says after a time "if you really... do want me... then maybe... if you do me a favour first... I'd let you eat me."
Her words ring in your ears long after she finishes them.
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