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Chapter 3 by TantricLegion TantricLegion

Is this the end for poor Emily?

Emily wakes up feeling better than fine.

Day 2 11 AM - 1 Chimera Mature, 0 Chimera Infant, 0 Chimera Gestating

“Emily” woke up. She was nude and in the fetal position on the lab floor, her nubile young body glistened with birthing slime. She uncurled and stretched gloriously. While formerly words like cute or pretty would have described her, this girl was downright gorgeous. Her facial features more symmetrical, her breasts larger but also firmer and slightly upturned, defying gravity on her now athletic frame. Her hair was not longer a dull brown but instead a glorious auburn which shone and lay in thick waves down to her shoulders, her lip naturally crimson and full. From head to toe not a single imperfection could be seen.

Ignoring the shredded rags and pooling blood beside her she rose to her feet and looked sadly at the Chimera on the table, reaching out and touching it gently, closing her vivid green eyes briefly in mourning before leaving the lab.

Upstairs she visited her older brother’s room. She quickly found his hairbrush and carefully removed the few hairs she found on it, treating them almost with reverence as her bright green eyes examined her prize. With evident relish the beautiful young woman ate them, grinning triumphantly as she swallowed.

Returning to her room she put on a very minimal black bikini swimsuit and went out to the pool. Diving into the water she made sure to splash around and generally draw attention for a few minutes before slipping out of the pool and padding lithely to the deck, her young body glistening in the brilliant sunlight.

Emily lay down on the lounger, donning her sunglasses and surreptitiously observing a specific window of the neighbour’s house which overlooked the pool deck. Her senses were far better than human and she quickly spotted movement behind the glass. After a few minutes the window slowly slid open.

Emily decided to up the ante and sat up, reaching behind and untying her top, quickly slipping out of it and revealing her perfect breasts and swollen pink nipples. After laying there a few minutes the temptation grew too much and her unseen observer slowly pushed the camera ever so slightly out of the window for a better shot, at that moment by seeming coincidence Emily arched her back and stretched, turning her head as if to get a kink out of her neck which just so happened to direct her gaze directly at the window. She glared upwards in mock shock and outrage and threw an arm across her breasts as she scrambled to cover herself, grabbing a towel and fled into her house.

What does poor little Emily do now?

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