No, and you soon pay the price!

You stab forward in anticipation as Clémence scrambles over the jagged rocks blocking her path. Your deadly barbs glisten an unsettling green in the murky light as they speed through the air. Clang! A harsh metallic echo cuts through the stifling silence, reverberating noisily through the length of the passage. Shocked and confused, you frantically pull back, only to find that your tail has not only slammed into the chainmail skirt that covers Clémence’s rear, your barbs have got stuck inside the metal rings as well! As the woman turns her head instinctively towards you, a mix of surprise and anger on her face, you harshly tug in an attempt to dislodge yourself and fly away. Despite your small stature, you heave with demonic strength, and your tail comes free with a painful jerk. You tumble backwards onto the floor, and Clémence clatters on top of you!

Winded and fearing that the falling warrior has broken several of your bones, you desperately pull yourself from under her, fluttering your mangled wings as best you may. You struggle for purchase and only manage to gain a few inches of altitude before Clémence leaps to her feet to face you. Hammer raised and fully alert, she now presents a much greater challenge. You hiss menacingly as she steps forward with practised efficiency. You only realise the severity of your mistake as a terrible blunt **** smashes into your side. Tossed irreverently aside, your crash into the hard stone all to your right. Shielding your visage with shattered arms, a hail of further blows proves your end.

You return to your human body with dismay. A dull ache throbs through you, from the hairs on your head to the tips of your toes, as if you’ve received a thorough beating. You suppose that’s more or less what just happened, and maybe you should be grateful that in the end it was your impish minion who really had to pay the price for your hastiness. Next time, you swear, you shall remain focused until your prey is truly defenceless. No being distracted by luscious flesh, the glimpse of a hidden sex...the hint of a fertile womb to plunder...

You shake your head again and let out a groan. Raising your arms to the obelisk before you, you mutter the necessary incantations and search for a new creature to inhabit and a new girl to take for yourself. Hopefully this time things will unfold a tad more smoothly and you’ll be able to enjoy your captives at your own pace.