"Um...hello? Are you all right?" You ask, looking down at her, laid out perfectly rigid on your carpet. She doesn't even blink. "Won't you sit up?" She sits stiffly up. Your curiosity is piqued. Maybe she'll do whatever you say... "L'Arachel, get up and take off your cape." You command, and she does so. You begin laughing. 'This is fantastic!' You think.
"L'Arachel, I command you to have great love for me, you want to satisfy me with your entirety, and act naturally, too. None of this robot business." You say. She does nothing for a moment, and then ticks her head, before her posture loosens. She turns to you and grins evilly. Before you know it, she jumps at you, tackling you to the floor, one hand behind her back unclasping her dress and casting it to the floor. You are getting hard as she grinds her naked body on you, crazed animal lust in her eyes, white, thigh high boots still pressed up on your sides. Soon your clothes are off, and green hair brushes on your face as she gives you a deep kiss before she slides onto your shaft. She gasps and moans. You belatedly think think she must have been a virgin, but the notion flies by as she thrusts her hips at you, driving you inside of her. You start to feel good, and you think you're going to come. Just as you do though, you relapse into the purple goo and follow your cock as it drives up deep inside her. She is orgasming wildly with your last thrust and the slither of your purple essence up into her body, and then you see only darkness.
When you wake up, there is green heir in your vision and you feel a strange weight on your chest. You chuckle.
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