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The Lilith Strain | chalicier | 6

 

Danielle, you remember, is a short, brunette girl. Despite a pretty face and her obvious interest, she's always been a little bit too large for you; some would say fat. Now, of course, you couldn't care less. Turning the corner to her corridor, you come face to face with one of the burly Jameson brothers from the flat next to hers.

"What the f-" he says, before you punch him hard in the face with your taloned hand. You look down with a sneer at his crumpled, unconscious body; but he is strong and well-muscled. You make a mental note to have one of your sisters turn him later.

Danielle's door is a little ajar. You find yourself wondering for a moment how she is dealing with the outbreak; then you catch the human thought and quash it mercilessly. Obviously your human self was a little stronger than you thought.

Inside Dani is leaning against the wall of her living room, fingering herself furiously. She is wearing a blue nightdress that fits her figure better than any of the appalling corsets she favours. Her rounded, plump body, topped by a pair of soft, yielding 40D breasts, is heaving up and down as she breathes heavily. She opens her eyes and looks at you.

"I knew it would be you." She says in that little-girl-lost voice she always used with you. Dani smiles and spreads her legs wide, waiting for you.

 

Take her now, or tease her?


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