////Alice at the [Lake]
Your stroll is largely relaxing if not for the wafting taint from the lake waters, but as you tilt your face away, you still pick up on a strange aura pervading the air. Something familiar in it keeps your mind churning away to place it, and it suddenly occurs to you that you haven't stopped [walking] this entire time. Restraining yourself, you peer around and listen.

Splash, splash.

Followed to the source, the sound is a well-dressed little girl dipping her hand in at the edge of the water and--your senses are clouded, but you can see through it--she's an Alice! The child-like succubus appears haggard, and you seldom see [if (newgameplus) {Alices|demons}] here, leaving you to wonder if it's something about the lake wearing her down or if she's just having a hard time. But her face lights up as she watches the water, taking your gaze over to a swan! You yourself take a moment to absorb the sight, having not seen one before; however, what a demon has in store for it remains to be seen.
[Attack] [Watch] [Leave]
//Leave "Let nature take its course. In her condition, the swan would probably win."
//Attack "Defend the swan!"
//Watch "No need to jump to conclusions. Observe!"
[say:You look so much nicer than the animals in the forest,] the Alice says, as the swan slowly drifts in her direction while washing and preening its feathers. It seems to fixate more emphatically on itself the closer it gets. [say:Don't be nervous--I'm too tired to hurt you even if I wanted to...]

The swan, now in arms-reach, presses its wings tightly to its body and extends its head to her hand. The Alice smiles excitedly, as if in bliss that the bird accepts her as a friend. It even entwines its neck partially over her wrist like holding her hand.

[say:You're so gentle. Why can't all wildlife be like--AH!] The swan paddles and splashes hard while suddenly overtaking her! The Alice flails and gets pulled over the edge into the shallows of the water, screaming while she tries to orient herself. In this moment of reprieve, the swan calmly circles its prey. [say:Why did you--AH!] she screams again! Now the swan is clamoring over the little girl, honking, and clawing her body with its webbed feet, knocking her head back into the water repeatedly.

It's a loud, messy, clumsy display, but the swan is definitely winning. The Alice manages to press her knees into the shallow loam and endeavors to crawl back to the water's edge in spite of the bird, blessed only by her wet skirt and panties proving a poor perch and sliding down, dropping the assailant. She begins reaching back to pull up her clothes, but the violent splashes spook her to instead continue frantically shuffling on all-fours toward safety.

The swan bites her firmly on the tail, tugging the leathery cord! [say:Just let me go!] she cries. [say:I'll stay out of your territory!]

But the swan has [if (silly) {[b:fowl]|foul}] intent. It leaps back onto her butt, sinking its pointy toes into the supple flesh of this hapless child, then nips at her hair, jabbing her neck and tearing out a strand here and there, and shakes its rear.

[say:Wh-what is--no! Why is it so wriggly and thin!? Is that worm!?] she screeches. It's hard to tell if tears are flowing or she's just drenched, but her fear is real. [say:Ahh! Why does it have [b:teeth]!?] The swan jabs and nips her neck rapidly until her face is in the water again, silenced, while her renewed and emphatic flailing signals penetration was finally managed.

Some kind of growling, muffled honk can be heard, like groaning. Finally that Alice can have some good fortune and it's a monster that cums fast. Assuming she doesn't drown, at least.

Just as you ponder that, the demoness pulls her face out of the water and groans with her rapist. [say:It's like getting fucked by a toothbrush,] she sobs. [say:Please, Mister Swan, I'm clean enough in there...] Her hand reaches under herself and rubs her pussy, trying to soothe it. Alas, unpleasant or not, a succubus is a succubus, and her sigh of relief sounds deeply erotic. The heaving fowl shortly finishes seeding its victim and hopping off, making her whine pathetically.

In all the novelty of it, you didn't even notice yourself getting so turned on. Should you be? The Alice resumes a slow, exhausted crawl, climbing onto the shore and collapsing. From afar, you can see the slimy residue leaking from her reddened cunt. The image will be sticking with you for a while, but you take your leave and wander back to camp.