Meeting the Neighbors

"Hi! Can I suck your dick?"

SLAM!!!

"Hey, you mind if I eat you out?"

SLAM!!!

"Hello, would—"

SLAM!!!

"I didn't even get to say anything that time!" I crossed my arms and tapped my foot instead of beating my fists on the door. Thankfully, being hungry didn't make me cranky, just lazy and kinda nauseous.

How hard could it be for a gorgeous woman to suck a dick around here?

I'd knocked on every door on the first three floors of my four-story building. Most were empty or just didn't answer, but still, out of a dozen people I'd managed to talk to none of them believed me.

Oh I 'must be trying to sell something' or had a hidden camera. Or trying to trick them into 'violating their parole' as one dude put it. I backed off from that guy. The worst was probably the older lady who brought out a crucifix and started chanting at me as soon as I opened my mouth.

I wonder if she was just judgemental or actually knew a little about what was going on?

Is it because of my clothes? I tugged at the hem of my sweatshirt, it barely covered my navel and strained to contain my tits. While my skirt hugged my hips and draped over my ass and upper thighs beautifully. I'm not dressed fancy or anything but I'm hardly a slob either.

Do I just not look slutty enough to be taken seriously?

It can't be because of the video, the reaction would be very different.

Oh well, worst case I can call up Brian in a few hours, or maybe Claire and the others will be up for some fun~

I knocked on the third door on the fourth floor. The first one to open for me. This time I focused on projecting a friendly and nonthreatening aura. My face tingled I was smiling so hard.

"Hi! I'm Marissa!" I waved cheerily and smiled at the man who answered. My nostrils flared as I breathed in. He smelled really, really fuckin' good~

"Uh... I'm Walter Long. Can I help you?" Walter looked like a thirty-ish East Asian guy. Probably not Korean, but that's as much as I could tell. Long was Chinese, wasn't it?

He wore a plain t-shirt and pajama pants. His arms were thick with muscle but his torso was endearingly chubby and soft-looking. Clean shaven and kinda short with sleep mussed hair, he resembled a freshly woken up teddy bear. Must work the night shift somewhere.

Walter looked me up and down, not in a sleazy way, just the quick glance everyone does unconsciously. Then he did another, much slower pass. His face reddened when he reached my smug grin. His mouth opened in a way I knew was gonna lead to an apology and the door closing. Can't have that!

I stuck out my hand for him to shake. He stared for a second then grabbed my hand. We shook up and down once, then my other hand acted on its own to trail along his forearm up to his bicep. He jumped, from his perspective, I just suddenly appeared right next to him.

"Ooh~" I cooed. "Do you work out? Your forearms are huge!" I pushed his arm between my tits and smiled up at him, eyelashes fluttering. "Do you have a girlfriend Walter?" Not making that mistake twice.

"N-no! I don't." The poor man was practically steaming out of his ears. "Not for a few years—hold on." He frowned suspiciously.

My prey— I mean, Walter— suddenly stiffened and backed away a few steps. I followed at first but he held his hand out to stop me. Hnng! I'm so hungry! It's so close. A growly whine came out of my throat.

The noise made me snap out of it.

I took a Big step back and rubbed my face with my hands. Dammit, Marissa! Just because you're hot enough to get away with it, doesn't mean you should do crazy shit like that!

"Are...you alright there Miss?"

"I'm fin—" My stomach gurgled and I hunched over with a moan. "... I'm not fine."

A strong hand gripped my shoulder hesitantly. "Do you need to eat something?" His scent surrounded me. "I have some extra chicken and rice."

I rose my head up to accept his offer. When he saw my face, Walter mouthed "What the Fuck!?" before letting go of me like I was on fire.

"What? What's wrong?" Again!? I was so close! Agh!

"You don't know?"

He pulled out his phone and opened the selfie camera, turning it towards me.

"Oh." That's why everyone slammed the door in my face. I watched my makeup go from whorish cannibal to 'meek schoolgirl trying on lipgloss for the first time' in seconds. Malleable Makeover responds to my desires! And when my desires are this intense...

I looked to the ceiling, knowing the succubi were laughing their spankable asses off.

"Marissa? Can you please explain what is going on here?" He waved a hand and I realized I'd been standing there in this random man's door way the whole time. "Offer for food is still open." He spoke softly like I was a frightened animal.

Oh, you beautiful, beautiful man you, I'm gonna eat you up~

Intentionally this time, I let my makeup become outrageously overdone, smokey eyeliner, enough mascara to fill a bathtub, the works. Then teased him by licking my shiny black bottom lip with a tongue just a bit too long and dextrous. The cloud of arousal pouring off of him thickened.

"If I explain, will you let me suck your dick?" I chirped, my hands clasped in front of my breasts to show off their firm shapeliness.

Walter's encouraging smile went flat the same time the very impressive bulge in his pants twitched.

"What."

I blinked innocently at his blank stare. "What?"