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Re: Geography (Sturm)
The succubus, upon being rescued looked at everyone with extreme suspicion, not trusting any of them yet even as her wide wings flexed and her tail lashed from side to side. It was hard to get an accurate description of her set in anyones mind as well because subtle things about her body continued to change the more she looked at everyone present, everything from her cup size to her hair color, but when she finally stopped changing and made half the attempt to relax, she was a tall, lithe woman with hair down to her ass that was a shining raven black, her breasts on the lower side of the D scale and her curves pronounced, but not overpowering. Everything was in perfect preportion, and it was extremely hard not to stair at her.
However, as she was chained, and injured and would rather be free right at this moment, she wrapped her wings around her body and looked at Claire, the first to address her. Narin, supporting Claire as they moved, nodded in answer to her question. "Yes Claire, that's the one" She muttered. She seemed angry but more curious then anything else as she looked at the woman as the succubus spoke. "Hrm... Am I alright, nope, still in chains, and rather pissed off and the large cut in my arm hurts like hell, but I suppose no one would be alright in these circumstances. As for what they wanted, I don't fucking know, I was summoned, and then used like this. The only thing I do know is that they gathered a lot of power to try and get it done, and you promptly managed to spoil it, so Thanks." She said, looking about as ready to collapse as Clair was herself.
"Now, if you don't mind..." She said, holding up her bound wrists, the chains clinking softly in the stone room. Sherry and Charles seemed perfectly content to let Claire handle this, mainly because Sherry was fussing over her injuries and Charles had taken to standing guard, his eyes panning around the room as everyone talked.
The succubus, upon being rescued looked at everyone with extreme suspicion, not trusting any of them yet even as her wide wings flexed and her tail lashed from side to side. It was hard to get an accurate description of her set in anyones mind as well because subtle things about her body continued to change the more she looked at everyone present, everything from her cup size to her hair color, but when she finally stopped changing and made half the attempt to relax, she was a tall, lithe woman with hair down to her ass that was a shining raven black, her breasts on the lower side of the D scale and her curves pronounced, but not overpowering. Everything was in perfect preportion, and it was extremely hard not to stair at her.
However, as she was chained, and injured and would rather be free right at this moment, she wrapped her wings around her body and looked at Claire, the first to address her. Narin, supporting Claire as they moved, nodded in answer to her question. "Yes Claire, that's the one" She muttered. She seemed angry but more curious then anything else as she looked at the woman as the succubus spoke. "Hrm... Am I alright, nope, still in chains, and rather pissed off and the large cut in my arm hurts like hell, but I suppose no one would be alright in these circumstances. As for what they wanted, I don't fucking know, I was summoned, and then used like this. The only thing I do know is that they gathered a lot of power to try and get it done, and you promptly managed to spoil it, so Thanks." She said, looking about as ready to collapse as Clair was herself.
"Now, if you don't mind..." She said, holding up her bound wrists, the chains clinking softly in the stone room. Sherry and Charles seemed perfectly content to let Claire handle this, mainly because Sherry was fussing over her injuries and Charles had taken to standing guard, his eyes panning around the room as everyone talked.