You carefully approach this portal, slowly circling, and examining it. Now as chance would have it, your curiosity betrays you. A hand large enough to grab you in your entirety juts out out of the portal, and does just that. You don't even have the time to scream, much less move out of the way. You're reduced to squirming and shouting in the vice grip.The hand quickly retracts through the portal pulling you into that blinding light. After your eyes are given a moment to adjust, you notice a few different things. One, the hand currently gripping you was blue, and very smooth. Two, you could make out a bed and a dresser from between an opening between your captors fingers. It was safe to say it was their room.
The fingers unwrap as the giant turns their palm over. You lye on your back and stare up at what was now revealed to you as a female shark. A very, very big female shark, and not a stretch to say that she was an attractive one either. Despite her intimidating height, she was rather lithe. She stares down at you with wide eyes, and mutters, "I can't believe that worked. I-" She speaks up, "I mean! Uh- hello little demon- person.." Now your eyes were also quite wide at this point; though not exactly for the same reason- but because as she continued to talk her face continued to lower until her face was just about prodding your entire body. You respond "I'm- uh, I'm fine thank you. Who, and what exactly are you?"
"I'm a goddess.. Or well, a Demi-goddess anyway. Same difference. You can call me Ashe. What do they call you." You keep still but take this time to look side to side before responding "It's.. Domeki.. And.. you are treating this a little too casually. Not that I'm complaining! I was just pretty sure you godly types, didn't much like demons." She lifts her head, so as that her face isn't practically buried in you anymore before speaking. "Most don't. I think they're kind of cute. I was looking for my own personal demon, and I think you fit the part." She stares down at you once more for quite some time, a pink blush slowly brightening her face. It was that combination of incredibly worrisome and incredibly awkward tension running through that sent a bit of a chill down your spine. You could only imagine what she was thinking.
You ask, "I- What exactly do you mean by your own personal demon?" She shakes her head snapping out of her trance and replying. "I'll show you exactly what I mean." She gives off a big toothy grin, and lowers you to her groin, where you can make out her white panties, and what exactly they mask. A pulsing cock rises up and out of the top of said panties, but is once again covered by the loose white t-shirt she is wearing. You start to speak as she brings you closer to it. "Hang on a minute! What Why- do you have- gck" Before you manage to piece together a sentence she presses you somewhat firmly into the shaft, and ever so slowly rubs you into it, and under that shirt.
"You see, this thing needs all kinds of attention. That's where you come in." She continues to rub you against her already mostly hardened member, before lowering you down into the front of her underwear where you are met with the lower half of the shaft, and some big soft orbs- neither of which seemed to want to give you much of any breathing room, forcing you up against the cottony material. She sticks a finger in and lifts the material enough for you to both move, and look up to see her face; which held a much much brighter shade of blush than it had before. She retained that somewhat awkward stare for quite some time again before speaking. "...So yuh know.. Get to work."