////Ceraph Roleplay [Telly]. Must have encountered her, obviously.
[if (first time) {The demon puts a finger to her chin and shifts her gaze up, likely pondering if she knows who that is. You take the time to explain what you can of the small shopkeeping Alice. [say: Oh, interesting. The size difference may take some doing to pull off convincingly, but I'll try my best,] Ceraph states.}]

Before your eyes, the demoness shimmers and shifts, as does the setting surrounding you both. In moments, you find yourself in Telly's shop, with the evening sun shining in the window, and the sweet smell of fruity candy wafting in the air. In front of you is a light-skinned Ceraph, still working on adjusting her form. Though her hair is now blonde, her eyes now hazel, and her attire even swapped to a frilly dress, she hasn't quite finished shrinking all her assets. It's a captivating sight to watch her get ever smaller in each passing moment. After some time, an indistinguishable clone of Telly stands there. 

[say: Welcome back to Telly's Toys & Treats, [mister]! I'm Telly, and I sell toys and treats!] declares the vibrant little girl. 

[Kiss].tooltip="You're interested in a special service today." 

You get in close and tell the young shopkeeper that the treat you want is a kiss. Telly blushes and quickly looks away. [say: M-[Mister], that's not the kind of service I sell...]

Taking a few gems from [if (gems<3) {seemingly nowhere|your [pouch]}], you present it to her and repeat your desire. Telly eyes the money momentarily, then sheepishly kisses your cheek. As she reaches to take the currency, you pull it away and tell her that's not the kind you were talking about. Her blush deepens. Nervously, she puckers her lips and lingers inches from your own. You close the distance yourself, planting your mouth against the soft and delicate flesh, followed shortly by taking hold of her body and adding more passion. 

The wet smooching sound of your disengagement is met with a quiet, glassy-eyed stare. 

The hanging silence is finally broken by the demon. [say: Thank you for shopping at T-Telly's Toys & Treats, [mister],] she says as she takes the gems. As if by magic, however, you've got plenty more already in your hand. Perhaps next you ought to buy her panties right off of her? Telly's eyes widen at the prospect, and at the sight of more money. [say: Okay, [mister], anything for my favorite customer...]

Telly reaches up her skirt and slowly pulls her panties down, much of the act obscured by the front of the fabric still hanging over. The childish-looking underwear slides to her ankles, and she carefully steps out of them before presenting you your purchase. 
[Kiss Her 'Lips'].tooltip="Now that she's uncovered, you'd like another "kiss"." [Pantyjob].tooltip="A good salesperson should demonstrate how to use the product."  
///Pantyjob. Requires a dingdong.
Telly is a very skilled merchant, so surely she understands that, to ensure future sales, she should properly demonstrate how the product is to be used. [if (clothed) {You undo your lower wear, releasing the vigorous mast within|Your mast is already fully prepared, standing firm}] in its visibly aroused glory. Complying with your command, the little Alice holds her panties open and slides them over your [cock], her soft and gentle palms rubbing the sides of your shaft as your tip presses into the crotch of the fabric. With some adjustment, her underwear is now thoroughly wrapped around, held in place by her delicate fingers. 

Her hands begin moving up and down, stroking you through her panties. Telly looks up at you and asks, [say: Is this to your liking, [mister]?]

While you are enjoying the experience, you intend to get your money's worth, and she'll need to try harder to really earn it. In response, the demoness licks her lips and focuses on the task at hand, massaging your length with skillful efficacy. She puts enough pressure on the head to stimulate you, but not too much to overdo it on the friction. A rhythmic tension builds within, flirting with the release your body is yearning to achieve. Patting her silky blonde hair, you compliment her service and encourage her to keep going. 

Telly blushes, but smiles, and keeps stroking away. She leans in and kisses the tip, seeping a little saliva through to your cock. Pleasured groans escape your lips, and you unconsciously pump your hips a slight amount. That giddiness in your loins grows stronger, your [if (hasBalls) {[balls]|abs}] tensing and relaxing with your pulse. You finally break out into loud moaning and spurt [if (silly and low cum production) {two little tiddlywinks of cum|semen}] through Telly's panties and onto her face, making her wince in surprise. The young-looking demon giggles and smiles before wiping some of it off with her finger and slipping it into her mouth for a taste. 

[say: Please come by more often, [mister]. I'll give you plenty more of Telly's 'Treats'!] she says gleefully. As her eyes close and re-open, the color noticeably shifts to its previous purple, and her voice returns to a more adult pitch. [say: Not many have an interest in Alices, [Master], but I hope I was able to suit your taste.]

You let out a contented sigh. It was a fine performance. The illusion around you crumbles away, and you recollect your bearings. {end scene}

///Kiss Her Lips
You push the little Alice against the counter, laying the payment beside the rest of it. The real treat you were aiming for is what those panties concealed. You trail your hand up her leg, caressing the smooth white skin of her thigh, and tell her to show you her special goods. 

Telly quietly gulps and pulls herself onto the counter, then lifts her legs and, with a shaky hand, pulls her dress up, presenting her smooth and hairless pussy. It's impossible to resist; you shock the demoness with a sudden kiss on her lips, eliciting a yelp. She clearly enjoys this line of work, despite her hesitation, as she's getting plenty wet already, and the taste works you up even more. 

[say: W-would it be okay if I charged you for licking me?] asks the shopkeep. As if she could pretend this isn't exactly what she wants regardless... Nevertheless, you play along and lay a few more gems onto the counter. In response, she excitedly spreads her legs more and slips a hand under her thigh to pull on her labia, giving you a better view at her pink, velvety hole. Her tiny entrance is lined with a little membrane ring, a sign of innocence yet untainted. Your [tongue] prods at the fleshy tunnel, gaining a delightful coating of juice in the process. Telly whimpers as she stifles moans, hoping not to make this transaction known to anyone that may be outside.

As much fun as this is, you'd be hard-pressed to get off without receiving any service yourself. Telly instinctively starts to close her legs as you suggest going further, but you repeat your desire. You'd like to have sex with the little merchant. 

She hesitates in silence for some time. [say: I... want to save that for someone special,] she says. You don't believe her. Pulling up many of your shiniest and most dazzling gems, you repeat your request again. Her eyes light up with greed and lust. 
[Fuck].tooltip="Put the piston in the chamber." [Thigh Grind].tooltip="Mutual vaginal pleasure." [Nevermind].tooltip="Actually, this is outside your budget."
//Nevermind
Looking at the money you've got, it dawns on you that, actually, this is pretty reckless spending. [if (gems<100) {Frankly, you don't even know where you got all this cash! }]Backing up, you take another look up and down the childish form before you and shake your head. 

Telly sits motionless, only blinking. [say: U-uh, we could... put it on credit and you can pay me back in smaller installments over time?]

A tempting offer at a glance, but that's what debt is. That would be even more irresponsible. 

The demoness coughs, clearing her throat. [say: You... do know this is an illusion, right? The money isn't real, you aren't paying me, [Master].]

Just because it isn't real doesn't mean you shouldn't practice smart spending habits. You promptly turn and [walk] back to camp, tearing effortlessly through the illusory surroundings, as Ceraph sits alone and confused. {end scene}

//Thigh Grind. Requires vagina and not naga
[if (clothed) {Removing the obstruction of your [armor], y|Y}]ou ready yourself for action, crawling onto the counter with Telly. She gasps as your [if (singleleg) {moist goo|knee}] hits her groin. You grind against her lightly, listening to her quiet whines for a bit before pulling back. You lay down[if (singleleg) {, spilling your amorphous lower body over her pelvis, undulating your slime upon her groin as her raised leg twitches and shakes| on top of her and wrap your legs around one of her own, beginning to rub your [vagina] against her, and mirroring the act with your leg into her in the process}]. The feeling of her soft thigh gently pressing down on your [clit] is heavenly[if (silly) {, which is ironic, seeing as she's a demon}].

[say: M-[Mister],] whines the merchant. [say: I-I'm...] Rather than words, all she manages is holding onto you tightly while convulsing. Her moans are forced out, and it becomes obvious she has had an orgasm. What kind of demon cums that quick? You continue your efforts unabated, sliding your [if (singleleg) {ooze|upper leg}] against her soaking labia gleefully as you stimulate her. Telly has no willpower left to stifle her noises, and pants loudly under the stimulation. 

The little Alice desperately cuddling you is certainly not unwelcome, but her shaking is working your crotch more effectively than you expected. At this rate you'll be climaxing almost as quick as her. The slick, wet sounds of [if (singleleg) {her thighs writhing within the embrace of your goo|your thighs slipping against each other}] fills the room; there can be no doubts as to what's going on inside this shop now. You squeeze Telly in your arms and grind faster, working up to a fevered pitch. 

As the electric sensation of oncoming orgasm fast approaches, you nuzzle your face into Telly's and kiss her deeply, the two of you moaning into each other amidst a mutual climax that winds down the tempo of your act into a soothing and slow rub. The sparks of pleasure shift from tensing you up to relaxing [if (singleleg) {whatever you'd call|your}] muscles. Your [if (singleleg) {[if (hasSlimeCore) {core|center}]|heart}] beats against her chest, and you feel her chest thump as well. Telly leans her face in and kisses you again. A sigh escapes your lips, but the moment does not last.
[Next]
//Fuck. Requires dick
[if (clothed) {Removing the obstruction of your [armor], y|Y}]ou ready yourself for action, crawling onto the counter with Telly. The sight of your [cock] dangling over her untainted pussy drives her nerves to the limit[if (cock small) {, despite the modesty of your endowment|[if (cock really big) {, especially given the intimidating mass of your member}]}]. As you line up your tool with her entrance with one hand, Telly grabs hold of the other. You look to her, seeing her blushing, anxious face, and lightly squeeze her hand to calm her down. 

Her labia spread around your tip, and the tunnel beyond strains at the start of your entry. Telly whines and squirms as you push inside, and soon your [cock] is sinking deep into her. [say: M-[Mister],] she whines. [say: I-I'm...] Rather than words, she devolves into heavy breathing and grunts, and grips your hand as tight as possible. You can feel it around your shaft--she's already having an orgasm. Such a weak demon! Adjusting your position, you lean forward and pull her into a hug, cuddling the overwhelmed little merchant. 

After letting her relax, you begin your withdrawal, reveling in the whimpers she makes as you slip further out. Before you've left completely, you plunge back in, provoking a yelp from her. The process repeats, arduous and slow, until Telly can't hold back anymore. [say: Faster, [mister]...] she shyly asks. [say: Enjoy Telly to your heart's content.]

She asked for it. You pump away faster and harder, picking up speed, and forcing moans from her in spades. All the noise makes it plenty obvious to anyone outside the shop exactly what is going on, but any bashful secrecy she once held has been entirely forgotten. The demoness wraps her legs around your hips, embracing you with her entire body. You resort to rapid short thrusts. Telly looks into your eyes longingly, and you respond to it by locking lips, kissing her until your face turns hot. [if (hasKnot) {Your [knot] is already beginning to swell, determined to make sure you impregnate her.}]

You groan loud and freely, feeling your muscles contract and release in rhythm with your orgasm. Thrusting away in a final flurry, you push Telly to the brink as well, and she cries out in pleasure. Her tiny demon-pussy writhes over your [cock], eagerly climaxing with you, as if to milk every drop that your [if (hasBalls) {[balls]|loins}] can muster. Your movement slows down, bringing your dick to rest in her now slimy and battered insides. [if (hasKnot) {With your knot sealing it all within, you have no choice but to lie with the merchant and wait for her womb to soak up every ounce you give it|With her legs giving out, you have nothing stopping you as you slip back and withdraw your member. A few tiny convulsions spurt extra shots of cum onto the merchant's labia, leaving her drenched both within and out}].
[Next]
//Merge
The illusion begins crumbling as Ceraph rolls away from you. [say: That was fun, [Master]. There aren't many with a taste for girls that have such a lack of 'assets'.]

She did a fine job, or at least fine enough that you were able to get off. Now adequately unwound, you can continue your [day] with relieved tension.