I feel like suddenly founding a religion on a remote island, based on the belief of delivering young tributes to appease a vengeful god and having fun desecrating the bodies of girls who will later be victims of insect bestiality... until their minds are corrupted and their bodies are nothing more than empty shells still pulsing with life, like being in a conscious coma.
She was dead, so her body stopped producing lubricant.
I wish to become the toy of a lamia girl ! ^^
I want to be her toy me too !!!
Besides he'll be the first to turn in the night
Hehehehe