Kiri’s Perspective

The male had been gone for some time. It had sparked Kiri’s interest when she saw Cerena come off the elevator looking a bit disheveled. The smell of the male’s pheromones reeked on the hellhound's body. Had they mated?

The perceived rivalry made Kiri even more determined. If he was already a sponsor and he was able to subjugate a powerful monster girl like Cerena, then he was obviously a desirable mate.

Kiri’s mind wandered as she envisioned ensnaring the male in her arms, pinning him down, and engaging in procreation. Doubt crept into her mind. The male had been friendly when her more insect-like features were concealed by her dress. She wondered if he would be so receptive once he realized that she was not the same as many of the softer and more desirable monster girls. Should she just test him?

When the male came out of the elevator, Kiri felt nervous and excited. He had started to walk away to leave, and in her panic, Kiri called out to him. Like before, the male gave her a friendly smile that made her heart beat faster.

She came up with a story about needing to exchange contact info, and to her surprise, the male had agreed. When she reached out to give him her phone, she purposely allowed her arms to show.

Unlike her negative thoughts, not only had the male been receptive to her appearance, but he also had asked to touch them. He was considerate and kind to her despite her insectoid appearance.

When the male began touching her arm, she found herself on the brink of insanity. The way he looked at her without a trace of fear and the warmth of his hands had her mantis brain taking control. For just the slightest moment, her mask had slipped. The male was right there within her grasp. If she sprung her trap now, there was no way he could escape. She salivated and opened her true mouth in anticipation.

The male’s instincts had warned him of the danger, and Kiri quickly composed herself. He hadn’t seen anything as far as she knew. He politely said goodbye and turned around. The sight of him leaving left an almost predatory surge in her. Again, her mask slipped as her mind and body prepared to act, but again the man’s instincts had caused him to sense the intentions. He said his final farewell before leaving the building.

Kiri’s womanhood was absolutely drenched from anticipation. Good manners, not afraid of her blades, good instincts, handsome…this male was superior.