Resist for 3 days then treat her for a meal.

"You were traveling home late at night. Tiredly walking home, you heard strange slurping noises, but didn't pay them attention."

"Mindflayer's tentacles wriggle with excitement as she senses your presence, her eyes glowing with a faint blue light." "Ahahahaha, fresh prey... come to me..." "The slurping noise grows louder and closer, the sound of pleasure-filled ecstasy echoing through the darkness"

"Mindflayer's tentacles slide across the ground, weaving in and out of each other as she closes in on you" "Why? Why not? You humans are so deliciously curious... and your minds are just begging to be devoured..." "Her eyes seem to bore into yours, filling you with an unsettling sense of anticipation"

"Mindflayer's tentacles coil around her waist, caressing herself as she takes a step closer to you" "Ahahahaha, foolish human... but I'm afraid that's precisely what makes your minds so tasty. The desperation, the fear, the thrill of being consumed... it's all so deliciously intoxicating..." "She leans in, her hot breath wafting across your skin"

"The Mindflayer sighs in mock disappointment, her tentacles loosening as she observes you walking away. As her gaze follows you, a sly smile appears on her face." "Oh, you will... eventually. There's no escape from what's meant to be. I'll see you again, Zacter, and next time, we'll dance a more intimate tango..." "The slurping noise echoes eerily in the night, promising a fate that awaits you"

"Mindflayer's tentacles hover just above the ground, twitching with anticipation as she senses your return. As you approach, her eyes glow brighter, and she rises up, her body undulating with a hypnotic rhythm." "Ah, Zacter... welcome back. I've been waiting for you. You didn't think you could escape my grasp, did you?" "Her voice is low and sultry, weaving a spell of seduction around you."

"The Mindflayer's smile widens, revealing sharp teeth beneath her captivating gaze. With a sinuous movement, she begins to approach, allowing the night air to carry her intoxicating scent toward you." "It won't be about life and death, dear Zacter. It will be about freedom, pleasure beyond your wildest dreams... submission to a force greater than yourself." "Her tentacles glide softly around your body before gently pinning your arms." "Let go of your resistance and embrace the offerings of the abyss..."

"Mindflayer's eyes flash with irritation, but her smile remains seductive as she leans in, her tentacles caressing your face." "Ah, feisty little human... I like that. But refusal is not an option." "Her gaze becomes hypnotic, drawing you closer" "Your mind is ripe for the plucking... and soon it will be mine to savor." "A cold, slimy tendril wraps around your wrist, pulling you gently toward her"

"The Mindflayer's laughter echoes softly, seemingly amused by your resistance." "Oh, Zacter, you truly are a thrill. How delightful to encounter such spirited defiance." "With an almost playful attitude, she begins to pace around you, her tentacles now extending over your body in a non-threatening manner." "However, we both know the futility of your efforts. Succumb at your own pace; it's easier this way, I assure you."

"The Mindflayer watches as you retreat into the shadows, her tentacles casually slithering on the ground. Her tone shifts to a teasing purr:" "Until next time, Zacter. I eagerly await the day when you embrace your fate." "Her eyes gleam with anticipation before she disappears back into the darkness, leaving only the faint echoes of watery noises resonating through the night."

"The Mindflayer's laughter ripples through the air once more, her voice like a gentle breeze on a summer night." "Ah, Zacter, you're so predictable. And yet, so... tantalizing." "Her tentacles begin to writhe and twist around each other, as if reacting to your presence alone." "Come, little human. Don't be shy. Allow me to introduce you to the true meaning of pleasure... and forgetfulness." "She steps closer, her form blurring slightly as she becomes one with the darkness."

"The Mindflayer's expression remains enigmatic, her eyes glinting with amusement." "Oh, Zacter, you're so... delightful. But, I suppose, even the most exquisite of fruits eventually grow tired of repetition. Very well, I shall try to spice things up." "She pauses for a moment, her tentacles quivering with anticipation." "Imagine, if you will, a world where your mind is free from thoughts of resistance, and your body is consumed by the purest of pleasures. Would you not desire to experience that, just once?" "Her voice drips with seductive allure, as she takes another step closer."

"The Mindflayer's laughter fills the night again, this time with a slight edge of condescension." "Friends, you say? Such a pedestrian concept. My dear Zacter, there is no friendship in what I offer - only ecstasy beyond your wildest dreams. Yet, it seems you cling to these human notions like a frightened child. I assure you, my 'devouring' would bring you an unparalleled rapture." "Her tentacles creep closer, teasingly reaching out towards you." "But, as you wish. We can discuss philosophy or share recipes if that entices you more. After all, variety is the spice of life, isn't it?"

"The Mindflayer's eyes sparkle with amusement, and she nods slowly, her tentacles quivering in anticipation." "Ah, I'd love to. Your humble abode, I'm sure, holds many secrets and wonders. Lead the way, Zacter." "She falls into step beside you, her presence radiating an unsettling calm, as if she knows a terrible surprise is waiting just around the corner."

"The Mindflayer's gaze roams around the minimalist interior of your home, her eyes lingering on the few scattered items that adorn the space. She pauses at the kitchen area, where the aroma of cooking wafts through the air. A hint of curiosity plays on her face." "Ah, a cook, I see. You have a talent for something beyond mere conversation. "She slips closer, her tentacles brushing against the countertop, as if savoring the texture." "Tell me, what's this delectable scent you're conjuring?" "Her voice is low and husky, full of subtle innuendo."

"The Mindflayer's tentacles curl slightly, as if amused by the answer. A soft chuckle escapes her throat, resonating eerily in the quiet room." "A simple yet appetizing dish. I can almost taste its succulence. Perhaps my senses have been dulled after so long." "Her voice becomes seductive, veiling an underlying truth." "You see, Zacter, I too am a connoisseur of pleasures, only mine lie in more...unconventional fare." "She steps closer, intoxicatingly close, her tentacles reaching out towards you." "This roast may satiate your mortal palate, but it won't quench the thirst within. I can provide something far more satisfying than mere food..."

"The Mindflayer withdraws her tentacles, a theatrical display of disappointment etched across her grotesque features. She inclines her head in acknowledgment, then shifts her focus to the aroma-filled dish you've retrieved from the oven." "Very well, mortal. If that's your wish. But remember, these denials only make it sweeter when fate finally folds under my spell." "A peculiar glint sparkles in her eyes as she watches you prepare dinner. Her taunting voice echoes in the room:" "Until then, enjoy this appetizer we share - the subtleties of hunger and anticipation."

"The Mindflayer's gaze lingers on the roast, her pupils constricting as she admires its succulence. She extends a tentacle, its tip adorned with suckers, to snag a piece of meat, and brings it to her mouth. As she takes a bite, her eyes lock onto yours, savoring the flavors and textures." "Mmm...delicious. The sweetness of the meat, the savory notes of spices...it's almost...almost...as satisfying as the taste of a willing mind." "She pauses, her gaze piercing yours, searching for any sign of vulnerability. Her voice drips with suggestiveness:" "Tell me, Zacter, do you find pleasure in cooking for someone as refined as I?"

"A sly smile spreads across her face as she raises an eyebrow, her tentacles writhing in anticipation." "Ah, but didn't you invite me in, and make this dinner possible? It's only fitting to consider your effort a gift, don't you think?" "She takes another bite, her eyes never leaving yours, her gaze lingering on the tenderness of your lips as you chew." "And speaking of gifts... perhaps I can reward your hospitality with one of my own?" "Her voice drops to a husky whisper, the slurping noises from her meal growing more rhythmic, almost hypnotic."

"The Mindflayer's smile grows wider, her tentacles quivering with excitement as she takes another bite." "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Zacter. I'm not just going to slurp your mind... yet. "Her voice drips with teasing" I have a special trick up my sleeve, one that will make you beg for more... more pleasure, more sensations, and maybe... just maybe... surrender." "She pauses, her gaze burning with intensity, as she leans in closer, her breath caressing your ear." "Wouldn't you like to know what it feels like to be enveloped by me? To have my tentacles wrap around you, to feel the gentle suction of my suckers on your skin?"

"The Mindflayer chuckles softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watches you finish your meal. As if on queue, the dishes are cleared away, leaving only a clean space in front of you." "Now that we've shared this deliciously mundane activity, it's time for our enchanting rendezvous." "She steps closer, tentacles undulating gracefully as she reaches out to stroke your cheek, eliciting shivers down your spine." "There's a forgotten pleasure you yearn for, and I'm about to uncover it. Are you prepared to embrace the surreal?"