Up above

Zoey shined the flashlight on a fire escape that was attached to the side of one of the apartment buildinga in front of her.

“Maybe I can find some clothes up there,” Zoey said as she walked over to the ladder that hung down from the escape. She tested the stability of the ladder, then started to climb up, stopping when she heard something scuffle around on the roof. She waited, then started climbing again. When she got to the first landing of the fire escape, the sound of scuffling returned, and something roared at her.

“What the?” Zoey said as she pointed her pistol up towards the roof. A loud slurping sound filled the air, and Zoey felt something wrap around the top of her waist.

“Oh, goddamn it!” She shouted as a Smoker’s tongue started pulling her up to the roof. Zoey struggled as she ascended, then started screaming when she realized that the tongue had stuck to the hem of her shirt. “No, no, no!” She shouted as more of her torso was slowly exposed to the night air. “Gah!” She shouted as the tongue pulled her shirt up and over her decently sized breasts. As she fell back down to the landing, she looked up to try to find the smoker and her shirt, only to find nothing there. She blushed as her breasts and light pink nipples were now on display.

She covered her breasts with one arm, and lowered the other so that she could cover her crotch with her hand.