Getting a full meal, never getting filled.

Somewhere… From the penthouse top floor of a high rise suite.

“AAAAAARGH! YES! MORE! GIVE ME MOAR!!!” Moaned Mystique out loud, riding her latest lover ragged until he had collapsed into a heap underneath the vice grip of her thighs. Sitting in his lap in a cowgirl position, Mystique tossed her hair and ground against the man for the last drop he had to give her and pouted to find he was already ****. “Aww come ON! Don’t hold out on me you limp dick little cretin. FUCK ME!”

Giving him a light slap in the face to try and wake him up, the act barely got a curse out of him as he laid there out cold. Snorting with anger and crossing her arms, Raven rolled her eyes in disappointment.

“Hmm… And I still wanted more…”

Getting up to her feet and idly rolling her now **** lover onto his side so he wouldn’t swallow his tongue, Mystique let down her disguise to look around the place with a huff in annoyance. It started out like a great party. There was music, hookers, **** and LOTS to eat. Apparently one of these overly gilded losers had been elevated in the mob family and wanted to celebrate. And celebrate they did!

She gave the special man of the night all her attentions, giving him an experience he’d never forget… If he were to wake up in the morning. In all honesty she was voracious! After three bouts with the guy in the bed room she had sauntered her way out and grabbed another to satiate her appetites. That was 4 men and 2 women ago.

Now well into 3 in the morning, everyone there was very much passed out, either due to the booze, **** or because she had run them ragged. There were three or four **** men on the carpet floor, surrounded by empty beer bottles and shot glasses. Lazing in the pool was another with a hooker passed out on top of him. The wet bar was wide open and empty, and the coffee table had at some point in the night been flipped over, though she forgot whether that was because of her or one of the others who got temperamental.

Standing in her true form and in the nude, Mystique flipped her hair over her shoulder and tip toed her way over the men and women on the floor to the refrigerator. Opening it wide, she tilted her hip to rest her free hand on, eyeing the contents with a sigh of disapproval.

“Didn’t have breakfast in mind when you woke up huh?”

Pulling out the lunch meat and ripping open the packaging with ease, Raven ate what she could get her hands on. Lunch meats, an entire uncooked ham, chicken wings, shrimp. It all went down with little mind by the blue skinned shapeshifter. Finishing off her meal by drinking all their liquor, it surprised her how little she had felt any kind of buzz or inebriation when she started downing shots that made the most macho of the men to roll back in his chair keeled over, while she still felt sober and alert.

Looking for anything else they may have, Raven huffed when she found she had picked the refrigerator empty. And the cupboards only had paper plates.

“Figures…” Raven shook her head. “The only thing you spent money on was the gold on your fingers… Hmm…”

Looking out to the rest of the party now totally over and quiet, Raven closed her eyes and changed her appearance back to her human disguise. Her skin and hair changing colour and taking on the appearance of make up and jewelry while her naked body generated a long blue dress and her feet bound in heels. A similar appearance to the one that got her into this party. But unlike before, there was a softness in her middle where before her abdomen was smooth and trim.

Going to each sleeping mobster on the floor, she plucked their rings and gold necklaces off their fingers and necks, bundled them together and placed them in a ‘pocket’ she had formed in the side of her hip, changing its appearance to look like a string strap purse.

“Thanks for the meal and fun you losers, next time bring more food and take some damned cardio lessons so you can hold out for more than three goes.”

Silently closing the suite room door behind her, Mystique made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, heading for the main lobby to head back home. The moment the doors opened again, the woman who stepped out combed her fingers through her wavy black hair and patted down her long blue dress as she clutched at her purse. Waving back to the security guard at the door to let her out.