The Silent Approach

As tempting as it was to rush in and take get straight to work on all of the goons, she decided it would probably be better to take them on one at a time, which meant she needed to figure out who was in the house. Which meant that the top floors would be her best bet.

She looked back at her wings, slightly nervous about trying to reach the roof of the other building. But she had used them well enough so far, even if she had been more worried about getting away from the young couple than actually thinking about how her wings really worked, pure instinct had let her use them, so she'd have to rely on that again.

She leaped forwards, a brief moment of panic hitting her as she fell before instinct took over again and her wings spread wide powerfully batting the air and raising her back up several meters. She focused on where she wanted to land and gently let herself glide there, landing on the roof and starting to make her way towards the edge facing onto the back alley, realising only now that she didn't even know if any of the top floor windows would be open.

Peering down over the edge, she could see the closest window, which unfortunately was actually shut. Still, she couldn't risk going down to ground level. And she did have an idea.

Her newfound strength and agility meant that climbing down onto the window ledge was easy enough, then she just dropped herself down another level and looked through the window. Sadly this one was also locked shut, however, she saw one of the goons passing through the rooms on the second floor. He was a shorter guy, with black, slicked back hair, slight stubble on his chin being stopped from forming a proper 5 o'clock shadow by the pudge which filled out his neck, his button up shirt also showing the strain.

She watched him pace back and forth between the rooms, seeming to disappear downstairs a few times and returning with a heavy looking bag each time he did.

The next time she saw him headed for the stairs, she quickly knocked on the window and then jumped back up to the third story window ledge, waiting and listening for the approaching footsteps

''Hey! Who's out there?'' She heard the muffled voice from inside the house before the window slid open, watching from above as the greasy slicked back hair shone slightly under the streetlights, turning left and right as the goon looked around.

Seizing her opportunity, she jumped back down to hang from the lower window ledge watching as the goons eyes went wide and he fumbled for his waistband, stumbling away from the window and stuttering out attempts to shout for the others before Amanda quickly pulled herself through the now open window and pinned him against the wall, one hand clamping over his mouth as her other hand grabbed his wrist and pulled it upwards, revealing the gun he had been trying to reach for.

She gave him a wicked smile before clamping her hand down around the base of his wrist, making his grip go weak and letting the gun drop back out of his grip. Her enhanced reflexes let Amanda grab it almost the instant his grip softened, her hand over the slide as she held it up in front of him, using her index finger to let the magazine drop on it's own before squeezing hard on the slide and twisting the frame of the gun. Leaving the goon wide eyed in fear as he watched this inhuman looking figure mangle the metal effortlessly. The ruined gun dropping on the ground next to the magazine full of now useless rounds.

But there was also something else, he couldn't explain why, but something about the purple beast of a woman was making him unbelievably horny. Despite the show of impossible strength, he could feel her soft skin pressing against him.

''You wouldn't want to hurt me would you?'' She asked him

The goon frantically shook his head, not wanting to know what she might do to him.

''Good'' she said, before stretching an unbelievably long tongue out to lick his neck, making him shiver in unexpected pleasure.

''Now, follow me and we'll make sure you don't hurt anybody again, but make a noise and you'll regret it'' She had turned now and was dragging him by his shirt collar towards the bedroom. He didn't even really process what she had said as he was staring at his mangled weapon on the ground, only snapping back to look at the demonic purple form leading him by his collar as soon as the gun went out of sight.

Despite his fear, he could feel himself getting aroused. Partially shredded yoga pants struggling to contain thick thighs and an amazingly round ass, the thick leathery wings that partially obscured the sight reminding him of just why he should really be more scared than horny right now.

Yanking him forwards, she threw him onto the bed, the goon turning over onto his back as quickly as he could and staring at the purple pole jutting from between the woman's legs.

''Don't worry, that's not for you'' She grabbed the leg of his trousers, near the thigh and yanked them down, revealing his stiff member. ''Not yet anyway'' she mumbled, just quietly enough that the goon couldn't hear her.

She climbed onto the foot of the bed, kneeling between his legs and flicking his erect dick

''Is this for me?'' She liked up the length of his exposed shaft, causing him to twitch as his dick spurted onto her face, causing her to jerk her head back before looking at him with an unamused expression ''Disappointing, now the real fun starts though''

The goon couldn't hear her, because despite his dick only spurting once, his entire body was being wracked by what felt like a series of never ending orgasms, losing awareness of his own body to the cascading waves of pleasure.

Amanda meanwhile scooped the cum off her face, immediately licking it off her fingers and swallowing it down before even realising she had done it. Her finger was still in her mouth, savouring the last of the flavour as she watched the goons body slim down, his belly receding as his hips flared wider, body hair shrinking back as his shirt started to hand loosely around what were now delicate shoulders, black hair billowing out on his head over and increasingly delicate and beautiful face a face slowly taking on a light coating of make up as her priorities and intelligence shifted. A purple hand reached out to take a hold of the hard cock as it shrunk back to leave a puffy pussy in it's place.

Eyes that were now bright blue flickered open to see the purple woman leaning over her on the bed.

''How you feeling? Still horny?''

The black haired woman reached down between her legs where she could still feel the insistent throbbing of sexual need, except her hand didn't end up wrapping around the hard boner she was expecting, instead coming to rest on top of an unmistakeably wet pussy.

Amanda leaned back and aligned her oversized clit with the newly created pussy, looking up at the black haired woman again

''Go on, tell me what you want'' She brushed the tip of her clit over the pussy lips and watched as the black haired woman shivered in pleasure.