Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20180509080917/@comment-11882399-20180513111642

As the fog from within the circle rarefies, I cautiously step back and prepare myself to battle for my very soul with a....

....maid?

"Master!" She squeals happily while slithering towards me, her arms (if those are her arms) modestly folded on her lap. It's a that moment that I realize my error. I did not contact the netherworld nor hell. I went much, much farther. I sigh, dejected. A Shoggoth. Makes me almost want to have pulled a lilim.

"What is thy wish, Master?" She asks demurely. I shrug noncommittally - "If you must, go make me lunch. All this kerfuffle has made me hungry."

"Right away, Master!"

As I surreptitiously take a look at her swaying hips, I begin to think that this may not be as bad as it seems....