Channeler,
Δαιμονισμένη ιέρεια που προστατεύει τον πύργο Pokemon
Her face contorts in agony as my fingers pinch her, the glow from her hands dimming.
"Noooo!"
She collapses in my arms, her legs failing to support her weight. Her eyes glaze over as she passes out from the pain.
As I carry her limp body away, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having bested such a powerful opponent.
I take her home and put her in a trophy case
You carry her unconscious form all the way back to your dwelling place. Inside, you carefully lay her inside a large glass display case, illuminated by soft lights. Her beautiful green hair spills across the velvet cushion, her kimono slightly askew after the struggle. Even in repose, there is an aura of danger about her - a fierce beauty captured and displayed. You step back to admire your prize, feeling a rush of malevolent glee. Your collection of trophies grows ever larger...
The End!
That concludes our erotic fantasy scene.