With his mind made up, Lilitu only had one shot at this. He decided to maintain the form of the old man even in his demon form, to assume the appearance of the old man even if he had red skin, horns, hair as black as the night, and a tail. It wouldn't be difficult, really, as he only really had to deal with the face. The body was as natural as can be; it was almost the same as his body when he was a demon.

He started to nuzzle her malevolently, skillfully driving her to orgasm with only his licking. He had his attention directed at places which were not thought to produce anything, but strangely enough, seemed to elicit even the slightest of moans from the girl. He had seemingly started to move toward her nipples, only to miss it and to move on somewhere else. Excitement was key in heightening and prolonging the arousal of the girl, and it will only serve to make her distracted, which was important if he wanted her not to notice his transformation.

He then started to slowly take her panties off, in a gesture that would put her mind to a lot more questions and doubts that he really wanted anything but just a simple 'lick-off'.

Slowly, the demon started scratching a piece of his skin that seemed to hang limp. Scratching and scratching even as he was kissing her. To the girl's would-be surprise, she would see that the skin would start to tear off, revealing something glistening with blood underneath that looked like it was his red flesh. She would have to notice, though, that it was an entirely new section of skin; one that had marks and sketches of ancient and powerful runes engraved on it.

Vikky tried to relax, and think clearly. Struggling normally wasn’t effective, after. She tried to simply lie down and try to think, head against the floor and… It was impossible. The tongue of the demon was licking her over, and the sensation was far more powerful than it should be. It had to be because whatever something had done to her. Vikky had no idea what it was, but the fact was that she was helplessly wriggling under his tongue, moving over her body but by some reason he always missed her nipples, which… gave a strange sense of nagging in Vikky’s mind… but horny from being restrained and pleasured by the licking along with the empowered sensations that made all of her skin seem like an erogenous zone in itself. She was surprised. This must have been the quickest anything had ever made her climax. And her genital hadn’t even been touched. Vikky lay back panting in chock and pleasure before the skilled tongue of the old man as the waves passed through her.

Vikky was now only staring up in the ceiling while the old man was licking her over. The small amount of energy she could put into trying to free her hands didn’t help, and… it was only making her more horny. D-did she have anything for being restrained? No! That couldn’t… “… Oh…” He was taking off her panties, sending a light fear through her as well as increased her body’s expectations. It desired more. But Vikky… was frightened. Why…? Why was this…? There was nothing she could do as her last garment slid off her otherwise purely naked body and revealed the glistering entrance below…

Eh…? Vikky hadn’t noticed that there was a piece of skin hanging loose from the old man. However, she did notice when he was starting to… Hey, stop it, you’re… … … … … Vikky didn’t have the resolve to do anything but stare. Then…

“Thank god…” For a reason that might be misinterpreted by the demon, Vikky said that as she closed her eyes, leaned back and momentarily stopped resisting. Somehow… she was relieved. Him being… something else somehow made being raped more… acceptable. Had he been entirely a normal human, she’d have been so ashamed afterwards. But… if he wasn’t… then she could be raped. She couldn’t help it. It was a being far out of her league. It… it was a stupid reason. She shouldn’t take relief in this situation at all. He could still kill her or kidnap her for all she knew. But any reason Vikky could get to feel relief… at least it wasn’t… a human…

Hmm...a no reaction? An almost 'Thank God' moment? This island seems to have warped the poor girl's mind into acceptance, and into an almost grateful state. She could not tolerate being raped by her own kind, but here she was, actually welcoming the sensual grasp of a demon from unspeakable regions who had unspeakable horrors in store for her? Now, even for the demon, that was a first. Perhaps she didn't know how to react anymore. Maybe contact with the monsters of this island had actually desensitized her, actually producing a 'Stockholm Syndrome', as they called it, in her mind. This could work, thought the demon. Less work for him.

He became more frequent, more quick in removing his human guise. Skin was flying all around him, even chunks of flesh which, upon contact with the wall and the cold floor, seemed to immediately disappear into nothingness. Even the blood, which was pooling beneath the demon and was splattering on the girl, disappeared after a few minutes of existence.

Having shed his human guise, he slowly stood up, eyes still closed. He opened them, and gazed upon the handiwork which he, in his human form, had prepared...perfect. Her breasts stood perfectly, proudly, as if in defiance to what he was planning to do with them. Her legs were slightly spread open, a wet spot visible between them, as if the area was in fact begging for the sensations which it had felt earlier. He licked his lips. He was truly a master at preparing things for himself, although he wasn't really sure what to expect this time. It was his first time to encounter a seemingly willing participant in things.

" Howdy." he spoke in a still-human, still-Western drawl.

A moment later Vikky was very glad she had closed her eyes. The sound of flesh being ripped was very clearly heard right above her and she just precisely managed to keep quiet when the disgusting feeling of a splatter of blood spattering down on her from the flesh of the old man splashed down on her from above. She quivered under the feeling of her naked body being covered in blood, it wasn’t the most pleasant feeling she’d ever felt, would she be mistaken for an ax-crazy murderer if she went out like this? Then to her surprise the blood started slowly disappearing into nothingness, apparently nothing but cinematic effect… or demonic byproducts… or something…

Hearing the sound of flesh being torn stop above her, Vikky decided to peek up again. The eyes of the young girl locked to those of the undoubtedly age-old demon standing right above her, who was inspecting her naked body lying sprawled with her back against the floor. The demon’s red skin was covered with runes of some kind and… wow, that goatee… There was no way Vikky would be able to avoid such a powerful being. She stared up at him in resignation, still slightly relieved by the fact she wasn’t about to be raped by a fellow human…

“… Hi.” That was all she managed. Her breathing hadn’t returned to normal despite the time she had to rest between her climax and all the time the demon had used to show himself. She was still under the effect of that aphrodisiac. But… she managed to control it enough to remain stationary, even though her core was practically begging for it… Though it didn’t need to worry. Vikky had quite the premonition that it wouldn’t be long before it got what it wanted.