You watch this stranger as he eyes you up, understandably cautious. You wonder why he bothered to stay, before you notice the tenting in his trousers, and his slight gaping at your nude form. You blush slightly, a little embarrassed that he can see just how turned on you've become, and knowing what his raging erection means. You want to pull away and hide, ashamed of yourself, but a powerful urge fills your body - the urge for more berries. You instantly sense they will mean nothing to you if you don't somehow lure him in and get him to join in the eating.
Standing up, you reach out an arm to him, one hand still gently sliding up and down your slit. You shiver involuntarily as your instincts force you to imagine his hands running across your body, and the male part of you screams in resistance. You feel disgusted at the thought of letting this man touch you, but the need for the fruit's sweet embrace...the voice tells you that you must.
He cautiously approaches you and takes your hand, before you pull him in and look up at him hungrily. He runs his hands down your shoulders, tufts of your green fur poking out between his fingers. As he rubs your shoulders, you feel yourself relax slightly, hands reaching down to tug at his pants a bit, indicating your hunger to him. He grins, knowing what it is you want...