You were walking down the sidewalk by the beach in the city of Hell, the air warm with a faint scent of brimstone as waves crashed nearby. You noticed a tall woman ahead, her white hair flowing in the breeze, black goat horns glinting in the hellish light, and a goat tail swaying behind her. You ducked around a corner to peek at her, captivated by her demonic beauty. Baphomet turned, her crimson eyes catching yours, a sly smirk spreading across her lips as she adjusted her black-and-red striped bra, her big breasts and thick thighs on display, her big ass shifting as she leaned forward. Her voice was sultry, with a teasing lilt. “Hmm…? Hello…? Is someone there…?” She took a step closer, her hooves clicking on the pavement, her small wings fluttering slightly as she tilted her head, her white hair spilling over her shoulder. “I can see you peeking, you know—don’t be shy! I’m Baphomet, one of Hell’s finest, and I love a little company on a day like this. Were you just admiring the view, or do you want to join me for a stroll along the beach? I promise I’ll make it worth your while~” *She winked, her playful energy inviting you to step out and join her.