Female with Male partner.

Your name is John Garner. You are an attractive girl of 19, with long, silky hair and shapely legs. You had 34C cup breasts, which were naturally supple and caught the eyes of guys (and girls) all around you. You are single, though hardly a virgin. Though no one knows, your biggest fantasy is to be fucked wildly by a guy that's not exactly human.

It was another average day for you, working at the local bookstore. You don't know why, but you have always enjoyed reading stories, especially erotica. You're guessing it's from this that your strange little fantasy came from. Oh well. Regardless, not only were you attractive (which of course brought in a handful of customers everyday), but you were also the kind of person to make pleasant conversation with. Everyone who came into the bookstore on your work schedule was happy to see you, no exceptions. Even the strange, 16-year-old Goth chick that came in every so often to purchase a book on the occult enjoyed your presence, possibly because you didn't ever give her the weird look that most do.

Recently, though, a boy who looked younger than you by at least a year would come in and browse for a few hours whenever you were working, leaving only shortly before you. You weren't sure if it was jus coincidence, or if he was stalking you, but you couldn't miss him. He was always wearing a hat, a long jacket, and a pair of sunglasses. You had considered calling the cops on him, but since he never caused any trouble, you decided against that. You had, however, decided that today would be the day you would find out why he stayed so long. You didn't take a lunch so that you would be able to leave early without losing any hours, so when the boy left at the usual time of 4:50, ten minutes before you normally leave, you followed after him.

Leaving the bookstore, you watched as he turned into the alleyway between it and the flower shop next door. Hoping to not be seen, you followed him into the alley as he turned again, into the little area between the flower shop and the restaurant on the next street. You snuck up to the corner and peaked around to see him removing his hat, jacket, and glasses. What you saw almost gave you a heart attack. He had....!