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The Lilith Strain | chalicier | 7

 

You tear through the door, the hollow chipboard almost disintegrating beneath your powerful talons. Inside you hear a scream, and as you round a corner towards the source of the scream you see Helen, your neighbor, crouching behind an upturned table holding a large frying pan in one hand and a vase in the other. As you appear, the vase arcs towards you.

Contemptuously, you swat the pitiful missile to one side and advance on Helen. Her eyes widen and you can smell fear on her. She backs away further, crouching into the corner of the room.

"P-p-please..." she mutters, "Don't h-hurt me, I'll.. I'll..."

"You'll what?" you interrupt. "Fuck me? Suck my hard cock and swallow my cum?"
You see her involuntarily swallow. Good, you think, at least she has the instinct.

Leaping upon her, you pin her to the ground with one hand while the other tears her tight jumper from her body. Beneath her nipples are erect and you can already smell her pussy juices flowing. You lick your lips with anticipation.

"N-no" she whimpers, flailingly trying to push you away. But already she is beginning to weaken, as you lower your mouth to her still-round tits and flick your long, serpentine tongue around her nipples.

Then, unexpectedly, she quietly speaks your name. You look up in surprise.

 

What does she want?


          "I don't want the demon, I just want you."

 
 
 

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