As you sit on your couch, you can feel a minor surge of energy run
through your body, and in your mind, you can feel a growing animal
presence in your thoughts as your very essence becomes infused with
lycanthropy.
A knock on your door startles you out of the mild zone you found
yourself in. As you open it, you're faced with a red-haired and busty
girl standing in the doorway expectantly, a small smile on her face as
her eyes lock on yours.
"Uh..hello?" You say, confused at who she is and why she's at your
door.
"Hi.." she says, pausing for a moment, and you catch a mild scent, one
that's familiar and foreign at the same time.
"Can I help you?" You ask, mildly startled as she walks by you and
into the apartment. Your eyes lock on her ass as she walks by, her arm
brushing into you and causing a small shiver to run through you. She
looks coyly over her shoulder at you, her hazel eyes looking heavy-
lidded at yours.
"I think we can help each other," she says with a smile. She's in a
white tank top, one that clings to her chest tightly, and a tight
denim mini-skirt.
"What..umm..what are you talking about?" You ask, the scent working
its way into your brain and somewhat distracting you. "And for that
matter..who the hell are you?"
"I'm Jessica," she replies almost cryptically. "I'm Mike's
girlfriend..."
"Oh, umm..oookaaaayyy....so..what the hell are you talking about?"
She smiles at you again. "Mike DID mention me to you, RIGHT?"
"In extreme passing," you reply. "That you two had a class together."
She smiled. "He..didn't mention the shop?"
"Yeah..something about being a satyr," you reply, your brain
increasingly fogged by the scent on her.
"He didn't mention I went to the shop too?" she asked, keeping the
cryptic smile on her face.
"No, it didn't really come up.." you tell her.
"Ohh..well..let me explain something to you.." she says, striding up
to you and running a finger down your chest, "Big..." she shivers
slightly, "Big dog..."
Your heart pounds hard when she touches you, and your first thought is
to shift and fuck her hard. You heat up, and as you fight against the
change, sweat beads on your forehead. Jessica smiles at you again,
seeming to know the effect she's having.
"I'm the one who took HIM there, actually...I figured...that he'd do
the normal thing, and drink the werewolf potion. But then he mentioned
satyrs, and the old woman ran with it..now, I've got a part-time randy
goat boyfriend...and it's NOT working for me, at least not on all
levels.." her voice held a mild tone of annoyance, and still kept its
smoky and seductive quality as well.
"Look...uhh..umm..maybe..you should go.." you say, fighting the animal
down for the moment.
She smiles at you again, leaning into you and sniffing your chest,
bringing your animal side back to just below the surface again. "You
don't REALLY want me to leave, do you?" It wasn't so much a question
as it was a statement.