1 "What is it that you desire?"

"What is it that you desire?" The dark ethereal voice calls out to the dying man. The dying man's consciousness wavers within the confined but distorted space but his mind is still clear.

"Why do you wish to know?" The man musters out as he floats aimlessly around the warped region. "It's not like you can do anything even if you know." There is silence with his last words. The ethereal voice does not reply but the man continues on anyway. "What. Are you going to grant me a wish or something?" He called out mockingly while his eyes grew dimmer by the second.

"Yes. I shall grant you your wish as long as it is within my power. Think of it as a reward for me acknowledging you.." The mysterious echoes in this timeless void.

"Ha. How troublesome." The man coughs out weakly. His life flashes before him as he remembers everything. He smiles and decides to indulge the voice. "Alright demon. I will accept your gift." Dark tendrils wrap around his body as his vision grows darker.

"I wish… I had spent more time with women… I wish I could never be separated from their comfort... To be with them forever." His vision is of nothing but the void and he welcomes the darkness into him.

"Very well~." The voice seduces him into the emptiness and soon after, he could feel nothing.

Time passed like water down a fall, splashing violently everywhere yet confined to its predetermined path. The darkness that consumed the man was still there but all be it, a bit comforting. But then, he felt something. Something delicious. It was the first sensation he has had in… he doesn't know how long. He latched onto the source and devoured whatever he could, wrapping himself all around it for the fullest sensation. He could feel whatever it was pushing him away, but he reached out from the darkness and held it tightly. He licked it or did what he thought was licking it, wanting more of it. Then finally, a squirt of delicious nectar splashes over him, filling his insatiable desire for something. He consumes it all and finally, he has a feeling he can finally see. So he opens his eyes.

The man… or was man looks down at what he had been grabbing on to. There within his tight grasp, lies an unconscious naked ginger woman. Her pants for air are staggered and her skin is moist with sweat and other bodily fluids. Dark shadowy silk-like matter wraps around her body like tentacles would its prey.

The man… no… the dark void like creature takes in the shocking sight as he realizes what he has been licking at so hungrily. His tongue-like appendage has been eagerly tasting the woman's crotch, drinking in her bodily fluids like a child feeding on breast milk.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!" The creature screams within his mind in horror. "WHAT HAVE I DONE!"

It thrashes around, trying to tear itself away from the woman's body but it is no use. He is attached to her like a second layer of skin. His attempts to pull away from her more causes stimulation, resulting in her unconsciously leaking out lewd moans of pleasure. He freezes in place as he realizes whatever he is doing is making it worse.

"Let's calm down… Figure out what the actual fuck is going on." He says to himself as he tries not to move any of his body parts that are currently clinging to this beauty.

He feels around himself, trying to figure out what is going on, trying to figure out what he is. Then he notices it. His core. He sees the midnight purple fabric that is laced around the girl's neck like a choker, clinging onto her flawless succulent neck.

"No… It can't be…" The reality hits him as he slowly makes sense of the situation. "Am… Am I a Cursed Item?!"