Private conversation

Keith is pulled along by Gina, and led into a bedroom. He wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but if he’s honest with himself, it seems perfectly normal. There’s a desk with a laptop sitting in it against one wall. In the center of the room there’s a (very large) bed, unmade of course. In one corner, there’s an obviously often used set of weights, next to a small closet. There’s a bookshelf, but instead of books, there’s a large collection of trophies and medals, all for various sports, most recognizable as ones he’s familiar with.

Gina sees him inspecting the trophies, and laughs as she closes the door. “You found my bragging space, I see. Yeah, I ain’t as smart as Ava or Devin, but I’m good at sports. Ever since I was a little girl.”

She flops onto the bed, laying back with her hands folded behind her head. “Make yourself comfortable, man.”

Keith is about to sit down on the edge of the bed when he notices something uncovered when Gina laid down. A rumpled blanket has shifted, unveiling a body pillow. That wouldn’t be unusual, except that this pillow has a life sized, anime styled shirtless human man printed on the cover. Keith looks at it, raising an eyebrow, and then looks at Gina.

“So…what’s that?”

Gina looks over and gasps, hurriedly snatching the pillow away. “Shit! I meant to hide that…”

She blushes, not making eye contact. It’s strange, seeing the big, brash woman seemingly embarrassed. “Look…I may have a bit of a…thing, for humans. It’s a bit of a fantasy, ya know?”

Keith chuckles, sitting down next to her. “I gathered. You haven’t exactly been subtle. But I don’t look anything like that pillow.”

Gina shrugs. “Yeah, no shit. It’s a drawing, man!”

She laughs. “Reality is always different. And better, in this case. I can’t talk to a pillow, or…other things.”

Keith laughs. “I suppose not, though I’m guessing that doesn’t stop you from trying.”

Gina rolls her eyes. “Hey, a girl has needs.”

They both laugh at that. Keith finds himself warming to Gina. Despite her forwardness, she’s pleasant, and easy to like. “So, I hope this isn’t offensive, but…what are you? Like, Ava is a slime girl, Devin is a lizard boy, those are easy. But I can’t place…”

He gestures towards her. Gina laughs, her tail flicking back and forth slightly. “Yeah, I’m harder to figure out, huh. And nah, I ain’t offended. I’m what’s called a grey demon.”

Keith blinks. “Demon?”

Gina grins. “It’s just a term, you know, horns, tail, all that. There’s three kinds, grey, red, and blue. Grey demons are usually big and strong.”

She flexes and winks. “The reds are kinda soft, but they’re pretty. And the blues are kinda in between, but naturally good at magic.”

Keith chuckles. “I see. I have a lot to learn.”

Gina grins. “Yeah, I ain’t much of a teacher. Ava’s a better bet for that. Unless you wanna learn to lift or get physical.”

Keith smiles, shaking his head. “I couldn’t keep up with you in that department.”

Gina shrugs. “Just takes practice, my dude. And besides, only better way to work up a sweat is sex!”

Keith laughs at that. “I should have seen that coming.”

Gina gets serious for a moment. “All jokes aside, I want you to know there’s no pressure, here. You’re hot as fuck, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, that ain’t cool. So if I’m coming on too strong, just say something, all right?”

Keith nods. “You’re good, Gina. Honestly, I was eyeing you as soon as I saw you. You kinda stand out.”

Gina’s grin returns. “Yeah? So…wanna fool around?”

Keith chuckles. “Fuck it, why not. I came in here for a reason.”

There’s a sparkle of mischief in Gina’s eyes. “That’s not all you’re gonna cum in…”