All participants in this work of fiction are over the age of twenty one.
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These eyes, I, I can't look away. I don't know how long I've been standing here, surely it can't be more than a handful of seconds... Am I being mesmerized? Hypnotized? I can feel it, him... In my head. Teasing, sapping my will. Making me want to, to surrender... and I think I kind of... want to... Oh gods! Am I drooling?
Want to, no don't want to... to look away. No! Must break free... can't look... want to...
Think girl think!
Running, I was running? From... from, Goblins? Oh Gods! Leelind! And, and Bart! They got them, no, yes! They were... talking, no, whispering... In no time they were, were... fucking! Oh gods, the Goblins got them... They will, they will turn them... into... mindless...
Oh! So hard to think, these eyes, his eyes... so d, dominating... want to...
Bart! Leelind! Yes, remember, that will, will help! We, we were, standing, no we were harvesting. Mushrooms! Yes! The dark blue 'shrooms that, are... so... valuable... Then Maryssia! She, she disappeared! There one second then... gone. And, and...
Oh his eyes! I, I know what he is now! Oh gods he's an Incubus!I know what is happening, what he wants... have to, want to... kneel... I can't, even, stop... drooling...
No! I must.. need to look away, I, I... must... must...
Maryssia! Yes! We looked, f,found her satchel... half full of... of mushrooms... But, but... then...