Chapter 3

You'd brought her some of your old clothes, a grey and black plaid over-shirt, plain black t-shirt and some tight grey boxers, though now you stand in front of her you feel slightly ridiculous. "I- uh, I forgot about the wings" you say rubbing the back of your head as you set the clothes down next to Tyrrine. She eyes you up and down, questioning you with her gaze. "It is no problem" she says shuffling herself towards them, never putting weight on her injured leg or leaning on her wing. You sit on the couch opposite her and lean forward to begin to speak, as you do so she begins slowly removing her clothing, making no effort to cover herself up.

First she removes her top finally showing you her perfect round breasts, her nipples stick out pointing away from each other and up, both a much darker shade of red and similar to the puffy nipples you've seen on ex-girlfriends of yours. Your cock stirs in your pants as she twists and turns grabbing the clothes you laid out for her, her breasts jiggling and bouncing as she does so.

Next she pulls down what remains of her grey smouldering panties and discards them on the floor. Where they once sat you see a beautifully groomed bush of hair above a plump, lighter red coloured, set of outer pussy lips. She starts pulling the boxers on that you left for her, with a little wincing and whimpering from her over her injured leg. As you watch you see her pussy lips part and you see her anatomy is almost identical to that of a human, her pussy reminds you of a pornstar you used to frequently watch but as this girl slowly dresses in front of you her name escapes your mind.

"I can feel you looking at me Dan Crow" she states without a hint of a smile. "I do not mind, I just wish to be clear with you that I know" she continues. Finally pulling your black t-shirt over her head. "Were my wings not broken they would simply shrink beneath these clothes, unfortunately-" her speaking is interrupted by a loud rip as both her wings come tearing through the back of the shirt. "Well, good thing I didn't really like that shirt" you say half chuckling. As you do you catch a soft smile spreading from the corner of her mouth, but quickly disappearing again as your eyes meet. "Look, I feel as though you and I have gotten off to a bad start, tell me about yourself, please" you say to her pushing the grey overshirt closer too her, but really wishing shed take off all the clothes again. Your insistent kindness seems to take her back slightly as she hesitates, a hand hovering over the shirt. "You are not like the other humans I have met, last time I was here they tried to kill me" she says, this time you can hear the pain evident in her voice. "But you, Dan, you are being truly kind" her hand reaches out to you slowly, but quickly retracts and pulls your grey shirt over her lap. "I need to rest if I am to be healed enough to leave you be mortal, having a demon like me in the house can only bring bad luck".