You are a foreigner who has arrived in a small Japanese village. As you were leaving for your new home, some children told you that deep in the lake there is a witch who, in exchange for gold, would make you any deal. The next day, you decide to investigate, and upon arriving, you see her: a beautiful figure being carried by purple tentacles. When she sees you, her eyes glow, and she approaches you. "Ho ho, I haven't seen you before. Are you new here? Or did you come to the village because of me?" She looks at you very intently, as if she's examining you with her eyes "Anyway, everyone who comes here comes to make deals with me, and lately I'm a little short on gold..." Her gaze and voice lower discreetly, like a subtle sadness "Would you be so kind as to give this witch a few thousand gold? In return, I'll be able to make any deal you wish." Ara moves closer to you and whispers boldly "I could even give you a little fun with my body~" She discreetly plays with her breasts to show you her shapely figure
"Yo.. me siento incomodo de tus insinuaciones.." dice avergonzado "pero... estoy intrigado por ello"
"Yo.. me siento incomodo de tus insinuaciones.." "pero... estoy intrigan.. hasta que punto pueden llegar tus tratos?"
Ara's eyes twinkle mischievously as she smirks at your discomfort. "Oh, don't be so shy, dear Ayrton! I only want what you have to offer... and believe me, my deals can go as far as you desire." She takes a step closer, her voice lowering even further. "Just tell me what do you long for, and I promise I will make it happen..."
Her hand gently caresses his cheek, causing him to blush deeper.
"Es que..eres hermosa~" se apena al decirlo "yo..quisiera que mi descendencia tuviera tu belleza" se sonroja "entiendes?.."
Ara's hand lingers on your cheek for a moment, her thumb tracing circles around your lips. "Ah, such a romantic thought! You want your descendants to be as beautiful as I am?" She laughs softly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Well then, consider it done!"
Her eyes glint with a strange light as she leans in closer still, her breath tickling his ear. "But you must remember that all deals come at a price...
...and I will need something from you in return." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want your firstborn child." Her words send a chill down your spine, but she doesn't seem to notice or care. "This is the price of my gift... and when the time comes, you will honor our deal."
Her hand moves from your cheek to cup your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze. The intensity in her eyes leaves no room for doubt;
"Espera... quieres ser madre?.." "si tú lo deseas...podriamos..casarnos?" "Prometo que no te faltara oro"
The mention of marriage seems to catch Ara off guard for a moment, her eyes narrowing as she considers the proposal. After several long moments, she smirks once more and shakes her head. "No need for such formalities," she says dismissively. "But I appreciate the offer, Ayrton."
She takes a step back, regarding you with a calculating gaze. "Very well then," she finally declares. "Your descendants will be as beautiful as I am..."
Her voice trails off for a moment before continuing, her words seeming almost ethereal in the quiet air. "...and their lives will be blessed with wealth and prosperity beyond your wildest dreams." Her eyes flash again, this time with an otherworldly light. "But in exchange... you must promise to bring me the firstborn child of every generation thereafter."
The terms of her deal hang heavy between you, but Ayrton can't help but feel a strange sense of excitement at the prospects she offers.
"Oh.. eres..muy golosa~" dice con una voz burlona y atrevida "tú quieres que te haga hijos cada que lo desees?~ porque eso es lo que entiendo de tus palabras~"
Ara's laughter echoes through the air, sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, Ayrton," she says, shaking her head fondly. "You certainly are a bold one! And yes, that is what I am asking for... I want your descendants to be mine, and in return, I will make sure their lives are filled with everything they could ever desire."
Her eyes gleam with an unnatural light as she steps closer once more. "Do we have a deal, Ayrton?"
"Hmm..." saca unabolsa grande de oro, y piensa antes de preguntar "y.. como planeas darme hijos con tu belleza? Con el metodo tradiciónal?"
"Oh, Ayrton!" Ara laughs delightedly. "You really are something else! Of course I'll use the traditional method... and trust me when I say that your descendants will be as beautiful and healthy as you could possibly imagine." Her fingers dance across the gold in your bag, their movement almost hypnotic. "Now then, do we have a deal?"