At the Television Studio

"Alright Heather, that's a wrap," the News Director said as the anchorwoman finished her report. "Good work up there. We still have a few hours before the interview with Father Henderson and Doctor Nichols."

"Right," Heather Jones said as she took a deep breath. She had only recently been promoted to the Anchor desk after the previous anchorwoman had been grabbed by the demons. Since then they would mostly stay in the studio to help keep everyone up to date. "I'll be in my office for a bit then. Call me when its time for makeup, okay?"

"Okay," the Director said as she walked towards her office in the building.

Heather took a deep breath as she glanced out a window. She could see demons in the distance hunting for humans. She was supposed to interview two of the top people who were looking into ways to hold it off today. Things were hard for her, her family were somewhere in the city and while she had managed to keep in touch with them she was scared that the Demons might get to them.

She entered her office and locked the door behind her, picking up her mail and sprawling out on the couch. She went through the mail quietly, mostly it was notices, but not a lot of it was anything interesting. She tossed most of them to the side, but noticed one of them was a letter.

Heather opened it up carefully and took out the letter inside. She unfolded it and read it.

Heather,

I've been watching you on the news since the outbreak started. Every time I see you it excites me in ways that I haven't ever felt before. I want to see you soon, and maybe then we can have a lot of fun. So, what do you say hot stuff? I'll see you very soon.

A Fan.

Heather frowned a bit at that. That was creepy, she had gotten fan mail before in her work as a reporter, but that was... creepy. She checked the envelope again, but there was no sign of a return address.

"Fuck..." she said, and then noticed something else sticking out of the envelope. She pulled it out and gasped.

Depicted on it was a crude drawing of her as a succubus with massive tits. She was sucking off an Incubus and jacking off another one while a third one fucked her pussy. She didn't want to admit it, but it was... hot. She would make such a sexy succubus, and the way she was drawn, it was like she was looking right at her... inviting her to surrender to it... to become her.

"Fuck... that's not good," she said, shaking her head free of those thoughts as she got up. She needed to tell her boss what had happened, if there was a demon in the station then it would be bad.

As she got up and headed for the door, she started to open it when she heard a rustling behind her and a husky voice. "So, did you like my gift?"