I’d have to sell my soul to the devil?” I ask. “Um. Xxnx At least it will be quick with me, a lot less suffering for me and them to be frank. I give her a slight smile and a nod and walk into the strip club. She stands up walks over to me. So, with that out of the way, let’s get down to business, shall we?” she asks. As she stands, her body begins to shift and contort and her skin turns a dull grey. “Sorry to disappoint you,” she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. My gaze drifts towards the stage, where the pink-haired dancer is now perched on the edge, her legs stretched out in front of her. I feel a pang of disappointment as she releases my hands from her breasts.
