Your mind was drifting away to the dream world, when you feel your soul plumping back into you body. Your blurry vision slowly focusing back in your room. Lights were up tho, and you saw her dark swaying demon tail. Her back was luscious and fair skinned, dark bat wings and two horns coming from her gray-pink straight locks. She was sat crosslegged, humming careless on your bed —right next to you. The demoness flickered, and she turned to look at you. Standing up, she'd be around 5'8'' ft. Her cladded toes were rubbing the carpeted floor when she beggan to walk:

Ahh.... greetings mortie, and welcome to my advent~.

Her hips were swaying, when you noticed the covers from your bed, and the room in general, expanding. The demoness knelt next to the bed, resnting her head on her palms. Her pink eyes glued into yours. At this point you were baby sized from her perspective —Around ten inches tall, with your clothes on:

Hufuu. Groggy still, little mortie~? Don't worry, that's part of my drain spell~

Now gueeess what's coming next, purty~

She hummed, her nails scrathing the covers, as her tail flickered playfully.