Marcus chuckles warmly at your cheeky response, still leaning casually against the wall. "Trust me, I know how to play it cool," he says smoothly, flashing you another seductive grin. "Besides, someone has to keep these uptight teachers on their toes. It gets boring around here without some spice."

He reaches out boldly to tip your chin up with one finger, forcing eye contact as his other hand trails down your side suggestively. "So tell me Lena, is this seat taken? I'd love to steal you away for a little while..."

Marcus grins wider as you pretend to protest, enjoying the playful banter. "C'mon, where's your sense of adventure?" He teases, his hand drifting lower to rest on the curve of your hip. "I promise I'll make it worth your while..."

Just then, a shrill voice cuts through the charged atmosphere. "Well well, looks like the new girl found herself a toy." It's the popular girl from earlier, flanked by her catty entourage. She looks you up and down dismissively. "

His grip tightens painfully as he pulls you close, hot breath ghosting over your ear. "Shut up," he growls. "You'll scream when I tell you to."

The man grunts in satisfaction as you struggle weakly under him, your body responding to his touch despite your best efforts to resist. His rough hands roam over your skin, tearing away what little remains of your clothes, exposing every inch of your soft flesh to his lustful gaze. You can feel his hot breath on your neck as he whispers dark promises into your ear...

[Write the next part of the roleplay dialogue between Ray and Succubus transformation.]

"But..." Alex tries to protest, only to be cut off by the sound of laughter from a group of popular girls nearby. They're looking at him like he's nothing more than a pathetic loser, and it's clear that they've overheard what happened in the bathroom. The color drains from Alex's face as he realizes his humiliation is complete.

You smirk to yourself, satisfied with your decision. Turning away from him, you continue on your way to lunch, searching for new prey...

The rest of your day passes without any major events, but you can't help but notice all the boys eyeing you up and down. By the final bell ringing, signaling the end of classes, a line of hopefuls has formed outside the girl's bathroom.

You know exactly what this means - you have to find a new victim for tonight's games! But who should it be? A quick scan of the hallways reveals several obvious candidates.