She wakes up lying on cracked, barren earth, under a cloud-strewn blue sky. There is no one and nothing around except a couple of small lumpy hills off to her left.

Elya groggily comes to. Her head is still killing her, and she's bruised in several other places besides. Lacking any clue of where she is or what's going on, she heads towards the hills.

From atop the taller of the two she can see... well, mostly she can see more of this wasteland. There's a glint over thataway that might be water on the horizon, though, and a smudge to the right of it that hints at something other than barren earth, and a taller smudge on the left that might just be bigger hills. In the water direction there is also precisely one extremely dead tree.

Keeping her eyes closed as much as feasible while still navigating this miserable hellscape, Elya trudges towards the extremely dead tree. She notices that in addition to her head, her pelvic region aches more than the current activity really warrants. After a minute of confusion, she vaguely remembers that before she fell through the portal, she had just finished nacreing a particularly nasty demon. She thanks the stars that she's not dealing with that on top of this.

As she nears the tree, the glint of water gets closer, and she can see more detail. It's a lake, shining in the sun.

Some distance past the tree, there start being other plants: low, scraggly shrubs at first, then slightly greener clumps of bushes.

A two-foot-tall man with cherry-red skin and short stubby horns and little bat wings and a spade-tipped red tail and an absurdly disproportionate penis leaps out of a bush and lunges for her, and, perhaps relatedly, she is suddenly swamped by a surge of overwhelming lust.

Elya is briefly filled with relief at the sight of water and plants, and then a distinctly different feeling when the bizarre little red penis man jumps at her.

She's used to working around her emotions, though, so despite the sudden heat and aching in her cunt and her difficulty removing her eyes from the absurdly large penis, she dodges to the left and tries to knee the creep in the face.

The bizarre little red penis man is not thrilled about this! She hits him successfully, but then he bites her leg. His teeth are sharp. She's bleeding now.

What the fuck! Ow!

Running is less of an option now, so while he is biting her she brings her elbow down on his head.

He yelps, scrabbles at her with his claws, does something that makes her even more uncomfortably horny, and bites her again. He is not actually very good at fighting. Possibly he's used to being able to make people too horny to function and then deal with them at his leisure.

Luckily for Elya, "make people too horny to function and then deal with them at leisure" is the one fighting strategy she actually has a fair amount of practice against. She heals the first bite and continues to pummel him in vital areas.

She ignores how the biting is making her increasingly wet.

He does not like being hit in his vital areas! He does not like it one bit! Bite bite flail flail claw claw and she gets him in the head again and now he's unconscious.

Elya considers her options. On one hand, she really wants to get off right the fuck now. On the other hand, she wants to get the heck away from the bizarre little red penis man before he comes to. On the third hand, she has no idea where she is or how to get home, and based on her headache, photosensitivity, and memory issues, she's pretty sure she's concussed.

She decides to broker a compromise between her conflicting desires. She checks whether the guy is carrying anything that looks useful and then heads towards the lake - but she plays with her nipples while she walks and lets herself imagine (as much as she can given thinking kinda hurts) what it would have been like to not fight back.

The guy is carrying a little pouch with a bunch of large sparkly gemstones in various colours, and a morsel of dark greasy bread wrapped in a dirty rag and shoved into the same pouch.

She gets closer and closer to the lake. Now she can smell the water.

Sure, those things seem like a reasonable repayment for her troubles. She'll take the pouch of gems and munch on the bread as she walks.

How does the lake smell?

The bread tastes moderately disgusting, kind of like it's been drenched in a combination of olive oil and blood. Up to her if she'd like to finish it anyway or spit out that first bite and give up.

The lake, by contrast, smells pretty nice! There's water, it has plants growing in and near it, a good time all round.

She's approaching a part of the shore where the long grass to the south (on her left, as the sun descends almost directly ahead of her) is getting sparser and giving way to scattered bushes and the occasional tree. In fact, farther north along the shoreline, the trees seem to be getting less occasional, and that distant smudge she saw earlier looks like it could be a forest.

She gags down the gross bread because nutrients are necessary for sustaining life or whatever.

She is grateful for the nice lake! She puts her feet in the water a little.

Given that the sun is going down, she should probably think about shelter. She wanders forestward while keeping an eye out for a good place to set up a fire pit.

The morsel of gross bread rounds out its grossness by having a weirdly seminal aftertaste.

A few seconds after she finishes it, when the aftertaste is just beginning to fade, she experiences a strange ache in her bones that comes out of nowhere and fades just as rapidly as it arrived. When the pain passes, she is... shorter? Yes, shorter. By several inches.

Wow what the fuck did that gross dude do to his bread??

She notices she is shorter with consternation. Only she is supposed to be able to make physical adjustments to her body! She'd undo it, but her head is more important. She'll deal with the height reduction for now and focus on any potential brain damage.

Another bizarre little red penis man descends from the sky, heralded by a wave of lust!

Another of these fuckin guys?

She realizes with some dismay that it somehow failed to occur to her to heal after her last encounter. She is really not at top form right now.

This one is both quicker on the uptake and a better brawler; he notices that she's not as impaired as usual and punches her very hard in the face to see if that improves her disposition any.

Elya was not prepared for this and her head was already not doing great. Her vision swims and she staggers.

The bizarre little red penis man dives into her chest, attempting to knock her to the ground. He gropes her along the way, because that's the sort of thing you do when you're a bizarre little red penis man, apparently.

Elya loses her balance and falls to the ground. She tries to initiate a punch or something, but when he tugs her nipples she finds herself distracted and moaning.

She feels super horny. What was she trying to do? Maybe this guy has a demon in him that she needs to get inside her... that might be it?