You can feel rage begin to well deep within you. Cockiness has always been a pet peeve of yours and listen to Isabelle ramble on with such a arrogant air about her just pisses you off. Determined, you decide to shrug off her baseless threats and ditch her.
"I can't resist you? Listen, girl, you're pretty, but you ain't as hot as you think you are," you argue.
Without even so much as a simple acknowledgement of your insult, Isabelle spins around. Her beautiful green eyes lock onto yours once more. As you stare into her hypnotic orbs, you begin to feel your emotions change. The anger you were just feeling subsides, replaced by a warm calmness. Isabelle, as if sensing your mental switch, reaches forward and caresses your cheek with her soft hand.
"So then, what did you say about resisting me?" she say. "Let me reiterate: I'm going to take you to Cassandra's mansion. We're going to go to my room and fuck like animals. I'll drain your youthfulness, growing more powerful and attractive while you became a frail old man, possibly even dying on the spot."
As horrible as her sentence is, you just can't find the motivation to react. Your mind hasn't been affected; you realize that what she says is dangerous for you. It's your emotions that have changed. Unable to truly react, all you can do is reply with a polite nod.
"And if you don't die on the spot, an even worse fate awaits you. Succubi like myself can stretch our bodies, so I'll be giving you a one way ticket through my stomach. I'll be eating your body, not just your soul. All will be mine!"
Again, as horrifying as her revelation maybe, you still do nothing. She notices immediately that you are unable to resist.
"Wow, not even a little wince? Anything? You know, most guys resist me at this point, even just a little. You must really be weak minded, huh? No matter, though, let's keep going."
She tugs your hand once more and the two of you continue your journey to the mansion. As you ascend the steps of the massive porch...