"Oh, my." Zira's eyes darted from the image to the body before him. After a moment, he set the magazine aside. "Let me help you, my dear." He knelt next to the demon, close enough to feel the heat radiating off his skin. Tapping Crowley's hand out of the way, he slid his fingers along his length, deciding that looks were not deceiving, the new body was definitely very well hung. He shivered with anticipation of being breached and penetrated by such thick length.