Belrye and the Summoner

"Hung, but I could do without stacked," you interrupt. The demon stops, then gives you a smile.

"Oh? Much more interested in this, are we?" They gesture teasingly down at their sheath and balls. "If you feed me enough lust, I can become pretty much anything you like! Well, not quite anything—I still have to be a demon. But I can change a lot! I can change you too, if you'd like. I can make certain things bigger or smaller, change stuff around completely, or even turn you into a whole different species!"

You give a nod. Having your own custom-made demon could be quite fun, and the idea of changing yourself has a certain appeal to it, too. This job certainly seems to come with some nice perks.

They take a moment to collect themself, then stand tall and, suddenly formal, say, "Where are my manners? Summoner, I am Belrye. I will serve for as long as you have need of me." Going back to a more relaxed posture, they add, "It's easy to pronounce. 'Bel' like 'dinner bell', and 'rye' like 'rye bread'."

You introduce yourself in a similarly formal tone, figuring this must be another bullet point the book missed. Though you find it oddly reassuring that they don't seem any better prepared for this than you are. You stare at each other in awkward silence for a moment, fumbling for something more to say. Blurting out the first thing that comes to mind, you ask, "Wait, you speak English?"

"Oh, yes. The wall between planes isn't all that thick, which is why drawing some symbols on the floor let me come here. So we can sometimes see or hear things from here on Earth." The demon looks around, "We are on Earth right now, right?"

"We are," you reassure them, "It's just that there is a ward in place. Security and stuff, you know."

"Oh, okay! I had always heard about wards and things like that, but it's different actually experiencing it firsthand, you know? It feels kinda like being in a bubble that I can't see or feel through." You see a goatlike tail swish side to side, "So what's under the robe? You get to see me, so it's only fair, right?" They give you a playful wink, which does nothing to hide the needy tone in their voice. "I know humans can be really shy about that sort of thing, sometimes, but I'm guessing if you summoned a lust demon, you're probably not against getting naked…"

Well, it's just the two of you, and you guess you did sign up for this. You take off your clothing, tossing it onto the desk. "Wow, a real human…" they say to themself, licking their lips and making no attempt to be subtle. Maybe Terra's metaphor about going to get tacos wasn't far off, after all. From the visibly hardening nipples and the cock-tip emerging from its sheath, your companion seems to enjoy what they are seeing.

Belrye looks like they are trying to resist immediately leaping onto you, with their hands instead giving their breasts a firm squeeze. Suddenly you notice something. "Wait, how many fingers do you have?"

They pause, confused, then hold up their hands. Sure enough, each has three fingers and a thumb. "I've got the usual four. What do you—" They look down at your hands, "Oh! You know, suddenly a whole lot of things make more sense!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, your counting system. Like how you have digits for 'eight' and 'nine'. For us," they slowly count on their fingers, "it goes five, six, seven…" They then hold one finger up on one hand and none on the other, like you would do to indicate the "ten's" position, "And that's eight."

You suppose this is just the first of many such conversations the two of you will be having, as you get to know each other. Are you supposed to get to know them? Is that what is supposed to happen? Are you supposed to be teaching them something, or what is going on?

"So, what happens now? The instructions I was given are pretty vague, …mister? …miss?"

"Oh, right—your language gets weird about that stuff. You can call me either one. The lines back on Hell are so blurry that we don't really think of ourselves as having a specific gender, if I'm being completely honest. Sure, there are body parts someone may be more into than others, but as far as what to call myself…I mean, I have boobs but no pussy, and I have a dick. Any of those things could be different tomorrow. I dunno, what would you like to call me?"