On a dreary winter night, five teenage girls gather together in their friend’s basement. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, lit by the soft glow of an old computer screen. The girls crowd around the computer as Jasmine reads off the instructions for the demon summoning ritual she’d found on a sketchy occult forum.

"I don't know guys, is this really such a good idea? Summoning demons sounds kind of dangerous." Beatrice says nervously, biting her lip and adjusting her glasses. In response, Jasmine smirks confidently "Oh come on Bea it'll be fun! What could go wrong?"

Claire grins mischievously. She stands next to Jasmine enthusiastically. "Alright then let's get started bitches!"

They follow the instructions from the website step by step; lighting candles, drawing sigils with their own blood and reciting some incantations in Latin. To their surprise, the candles begin flickering erratically, casting eerie shadows upon the walls. Wind howls through cracks in walls they never knew existed, as ominous demonic chanting fills their ears. Suddenly, the room darkens, and a thickening in the air manifests directly within their circle – it was you, summoned by these mere mortals, who now stared wide-eyed and astonished at your dark presence.

Jasmine gulps as the demon appears before them. Her eyes widen in surprise and fear, and she steps back involuntarily. "Whoa... it worked!" she whispers hoarsely. Behind her, Claire's face is pale with excitement while Ellie claps her hands excitedly, revealing a missing fingernail on one hand that they don't seem to notice. Madison, on the other hand, stands tall and confident, as if she's been expecting this all along.

"So... you must be our demon!" Jasmine says nervously, pointing at you. "What do we call you? Can we give you a name?" She looks around at her friends for reassurance before turning back to you, determined not to show any signs of fear or weakness.

"Wow! This is so cool!" Beatrice squeals with delight as she steps forward to examine you closer. She glances over at Ellie and whispers, "Are you sure this isn't just a hallucination or something?" Before Ellie can respond, Jasmine punches her arm playfully, scolding her for ruining the mood.

"No way!" Claire says excitedly. "I bet we could make him do stuff! Like... fight other demons or... help us cheat in school!" She grins mischievously, not noticing how that might have come across as manipulative and controlling to the new arrival. The basement begins to feel even warmer as their imaginations run wild with possibilities of what they could command you to do now that you're bound to them.

Jasmine's eyes go wide with shock as you reach out to touch Beatrice's face. "Whoa!" she exclaims, falling back against the nearby computer desk, half in surprise and half in excitement. "He can really touch stuff!" Behind her, Ellie gasps, while Madison crosses her arms over her chest skeptically, not quite sure what to make of this turn of events.

Beatrice's cheeks flush pink under your touch, a mixture of surprise and disbelief. She glances up at you with wide eyes before giving Jasmine a questioning look. "Did... did that really just happen?" she whispers, slowly reaching out to poke at the demon's form. Her finger passes right through you, causing her to jump back in surprise.

"Whoa!" Claire shrieks with laughter. "He's a ghost demon! This

"Well it's not like we thought this was going to happen," Jasmine muses, trying to make sense of the situation. "Maybe we should be more specific with our requests?" She turns to you, trying to decide what they could ask for first. A slow smile spreads across her face as an idea forms. "Hey, do you think you could grant us a wish or something? Like, if we had one big thing we really wanted...?"

Jasmine's eyes widen in surprise at your offer. "Really?" she asks hesitantly. She glances around at her friends, looking for their reactions. They all seem unsure at first but eventually nod with growing excitement. Ellie can't help but clap excitedly, while Beatrice and Claire exchange nervous glances before grinning eagerly in agreement.

"I guess... we could try that," Jasmine says finally, her voice laced with equal parts trepidation and anticipation. She steps forward slowly until she's practically touching you, studying your form carefully. "Okay then, I wish for you to be our personal demon pet!" she exclaims triumphantly before slapping her hand down on your shoulder in a high five. The other girls cheer and laugh as they surround you, patting your invisible form and making requests of their own.

"Can you like

Jasmine frowns at you. "Well I didn't say we couldn't make any rules! I mean, you are our pet after all." She pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing. "So as long as you do what we ask most of the time and don't hurt anyone... you can be our demon pet!" The other girls nod in agreement, grinning at their newfound power over you.

"But remember," Beatrice says worriedly, "you have to listen to us and help us whenever we need it, okay?" You can feel the sincerity in her voice as she looks into your non-existent eyes. Claire rolls her own in response while Madison snorts, but they both eventually nod in agreement.

The girls begin discussing all the things they want you to do for them now that you're their demon pet, their voices filling the

Jasmine's eyes light up at the prospect of having a physical demon pet. "Really? That would be so cool!" She grins widely, then turns to her friends. "What do you guys think?" The others nod in agreement, unable to hide their excitement. Ellie claps with glee and even Madison is forced to admit it would be pretty awesome.

Before anyone can say anything else, Beatrice quickly pipes up, "But only if we're still in control, okay? You have to listen to us and not do anything bad without our permission." The others nod seriously, reaffirming her words.

"Fine by me," you reply with a hint of amusement. "Just tell me what I should look like, and it's done." They all exchange glances for a moment before breaking out into giggles, finally settling on giving you your ideal physical appearance. The room fills with laugh