Editing Yeah. Sure...I'm a Dagonian. Dagonan. Dagonite.

"Yeah," you say.  "I'm a Dagonian.  Dagonan...Dagoonon...Dagonite.  Yeah.  I'm a Dagonite."

The girl grins and her eyes sparkle with glee.  It's a little strange, since her eyes seem to give off their own light, rather than reflecting any. 

"Good," she says.  "At last, Dagonite.  We shall be together in paradise!  Join me!"  She rips away her clothes to reveal her body is a mess of tentacles, warts, and clamping claws.  You jump back and scream like a little girl. 

(If, in real-life, you are a little girl, you jump back and scream like a little boy.)

But you don't jump back far enough.  The demon-child leaps toward you, her legs look like a cross between grasshopper legs and frog legs.  Howling in pleasure, she grabs you with her tentacles and brings you inside of her where you dwell in the darkness and heat, slowly digested over a thousand years.

THE END

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