Fight! Any angry mob has appeared!

Whilst I was pondering what to do, several men ran into the church with what looked like double barrel shotguns of some kind. Still sitting with my legs crossed on the alter, I finished off the cum on my fingers. The men looked at me, then the priest crying on the floor. Shouting, “Shoot the bitch!” one of them opened fire in my direction. Then the rest followed. Five men fired a total of ten shots at the alter, blowing it away in a hail of wood, silver and fabric. But I wasn’t there. I was behind the one in the far left of the firing squad, with my right arm impaled through his back out his chest.

Just after the first man screamed, “Shoot the bitch”, but before he pulled his trigger, I had silently flown directly up into the rafters and back down behind my victim just after he fired his respective shots. I didn’t even know how I did it. The flying, I mean, by all logic, these wings of mine shouldn’t physically be able to propel an adult human through the air. But I wasn’t exactly human, was I? And when I laned, I just thrust my hand through his back. My fingers had turned into claws and ripped through his chest on the other side. Using all my power, I turned my body and threw the man’s corpse directly into his partner to my right. This caused all four of the remaining living men to lose their footing and fall over.

I strutted over to the men on the floor of the church, run-way-model style. Extending my right arm with my palm open, a torrent of flame erupted and set all five bodies ablaze. They rolled on the ground as the extra shells in their pockets exploded. All were dead in seconds. “FUCK!!!” I screamed, realizing I had just thrown away my next potential meal in the heat of the moment… He-he, get it? I could hear the old priest praying for forgiveness at the destroyed remains of the church alter. Figuring he had severed his purpose, I strutted over and did the same to him. No witnesses seemed best. I thought about torching the church in my frustration at a lack of cum but calmed myself down, realizing trying to set a building of this size on fire in this climate would negate all of the energy I just got from the priest. I should just make my escape and find more food and shelter before anyone else shows up to try and kill me.

I left the church via the double doors and flew into the rainy sky. Before I fed, I felt weak and slow. Now I was strong, fast and could use all the abilities the Voice said without thinking. It was pure instinct. I entered the Ethereal World. The best way to describe it is like when Frodo puts on the Ring in the Lord of The Rings. This was to stop anyone from seeing a naked woman flying in the air or picking her up on radar. I felt like I could break the sound barrier but again, waste of energy when I was still low on capacity.

I thought up a plan. Using my inherited geographical knowledge from my previous lives, I found true north via the sun’s position once I broke above the clouds. By the way, it seems I didn’t need oxygen. Though I noticed I was still breathing on instinct. The dozens of souls that fused to make up my current one were all human at one point. So the act of breathing was hard-wired in, it seems. I headed northeast till I hit the coast, then across the Irish sea to the Scottish town of Dumfries. Once there, I head south following the motorway into England, flying over Manchester, then eventually London. I was getting low on fuel at this point. I need to stop and recharge if I wanted to make it to my destination, Amsterdam. The travel time was around an hour and a half at about 500mph. So I was near empty with a while to go. Whilst still Ethereal, I decided on a form, my natural height of 5”10, shoulder-length straight red hair, 32GG perfect breast with a heart-shaped ass and an hourglass figure. I decided on a more human appearance. I gave myself a light tan instead of my naturally pale skin and a revealing outfit: white sneakers, blue denim hotpants and a red bikini top/thong combo-the thong was pulled above my hotpants around my wide hips. All items of clothing appeared instantly on my body in purple light. I got rid of my horns and tail. After I landed in a local park, I retracted my wings.

Still in my Ethereal form, I walked into a local public bathroom, found an empty stall, walk-in and closed the door behind me. Re-entering the Material World, I opened the door and walked up to the sink and mirror. It was there I noticed my demonic cat light eyes. Glad I saw that before it blew my cover. I closed them and, after focusing, opened them again. The person staring back at me was a perfectly human-looking, albeit extremely hot and slutty dressed woman with deep green eyes and regular pupils. I pressed my hands to the skink counter and leaned in to give her a deep kiss on the lips. Then I turned around, walked out of the woman’s bathroom across the hall and right into the men’s. Inside was a single man pissing into a urinal. I such up behind him, wrapped my arms around his was and whispered into his ear in a cockney accent, “£20 for ten minutes in a stall with me.”