A Family - 4 Floors Above

A sinister grin crosses your predatory lips as you leap through the nearby window. Instinctively your leathery bat wings extend outwards as you rapidly take to the sky. Your slit serpentine eyes stay focused on the building as you effortlessly reach the fourth floor before throwing yourself back in through the window.

Once inside your ears twitch at the sound of approaching footsteps as someone has decided to come out and check on the noise. With barely anytime to spare you ease open the nearby janitors closet and ease yourself with. Kneeling down you peek through the keyhole and eye up the silver-haired fox that has stepped out from within.

Your serpentine tongue laps at the air as you taste the pleasant scent of arousal and fear that taints the air. Once again you're sensitive ears twitch and you can make out the sounds of others within the apartment, as the footsteps fade away you effortlessly ease yourself away from the floor and slide out into the hallway.

As you wander toward the door your crimson skin shifts as you pull a glamour over yourself. Gone is the demoness, replaced with a shamelessly enhanced version of your former self. Raising a hand you gently knock on the door, before waiting for a response…