Anna wakes up horny.

The morning light broke in through the window and Anna yawned herself awake. She was stiff and tired from the day before and she enjoyed the feeling of her body supported by the bed warm under her blanket. Remembering the voyeur from yesterday she leaned over to the window and cracked open the curtain. The tree was empty.

Time for another day in Deepcleft. Shifting in her bed Anna noticed a damp patch between her legs. It slowly dawned on her that she had a strong desire to touch herself. Anna wasn't a massive prude, but her times masturbating were infrequent at best. There was a kind of taboo that had lasted since her childhood about it and she wasn't a very horny person. Being in Deepcleft over the last few days however, she'd come across many horny people. People who truly desired her body. It was strange, so different from living in her small village. A whole world of opportunity.

But was she going to let the city change her?