Tail, check

You open eyes and peer down at your still red hands, capped with sharp black nails. You swing your spaded tail up to your mouth and give it a playful suck. You swivel it back and slip it into your sex, giving yourself a little congratulatory self fuck.

You reach out with your senses and realize Woragoth and Malecia are gone with the array. You sigh. You'll miss your sisters sweet inviting holes.

Then you feel HIM, your savior. He exists. You also feel an other sister, the young woman you sent to the Dungeon of the Succubi.

You leave Jonathon passed out on the bed and go to the television room. You flip it on. A slightly panicked newscaster is babbling on about some Omega virus. After watching for a bit you realize some people were turned into zombies and must have gotten loose. You wonder what other delights escaped.

The news is interrupted by an emergency broadcast. The city is in lock down while the army and CDC try to prevent the spread of the Omega virus.

It looks like you are stuck indoors for a while. There is only one thing to do. You slip you hand into your sex and begin masturbating.