Turn back the way you came (Fem)

You shake your head. No, you can't give in to the pleasurable feeling, and you shouldn't stick around for you to change your mind. You turn around to leave, but you stop suddenly in your tracks. In the hallway blocking your path is Martha Withers, or rather, that's what she used to be.

She stands there completely naked, letting you take a good long look at her. Her skin has turned a sooty gray, with a few scales and scabs growing out of it. She has two large breasts that sway slightly, and two large outward facing nipples that seem to be leaking a milky white substance. Her nails on both hands and feet seem to have grown and fused with the bone underneath, making them look like claws. Her hair is wild and messy, reaching all the way to her knees. You dart over her wet snatch, wild and unkept, which is currently leaking a clear fluid on the floor. Finally you look at her face. It's your next door neighbour alright, but the look on her face is something between of a snarling animal and somebody overcame with lust. She flashes her teeth and looks at you with yellowed eyes.

You have a sneaking suspicion you know what she wants to do to you.