Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-30160565-20180609033401/@comment-33398500-20180614082633

Well, that was awkward...

As I looked at the window between my room and the outside world, the figure of a feathery girl plastered against the now-cracked window a rather odd sight considering I was on the second floor. “What the hell?” I started, going over as the girl said “Hiiiii” though it was somewhat muffled by the window between us.

What was she doing up there...? Going into the house, I made to open the door, before a hand stopped me. “Hey, I wouldn’t do that if I were you...” my mother then told me, shaking her head. “There’s been alot of weird news about strange women rushing around the town, apparently flooring anyone they come across... I mean...” she then gestured outside, where we could now see one of our neighbours being assailed by a rather aggressive harpy. Actually, that might be the same harpy that flew into my window a moment ago...

“Well then...” I started, not wanting to see this, especially with my mom there, so I retreated back up to my room for the moment, where I began surveying the damaged window.

“Come on, sweetie! Open up, I know you’re in there!” a voice then began calling from outside the house. “Miranda already told me she saw you through your window, so please come out and see me~” the voice continued. Peeking my head out to see who in the hell was calling into the house, I looked out and saw... her. A tall, pale-blue demon currently looking at the house, immediately locking onto my eyes as I caught a glimpse of her, black and red eyes rather unsettling, but I didn’t have much time to think about that, as she opened her black wings, flying up to the cracked window and smiling across at me pleasantly, before holding up one hand, a red glowing circle forming on the wall before she simply passed through the solid wall and damaged window, appearing in front of me.

“That’s better... now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, sweetie...” she started, before simply pointing at the door, a similar red pattern appearing on it before red lines ran across the walls. “Wouldn’t want to disturb anyone else living here, right?” she asked with a smirk as she settled herself on my bed. Even just at a glance, I could tell she was at least a full head taller than me, and her appearance was such that if she had been human, she would be so far out of my league that there wouldn’t be any point entertaining the notion....

Yet here we were, the demon practically imprisoning me in my bedroom and now pulling me into it with her “Just getting us comfortable... you know what I want, right?” she asked me, turning one of her legs to go around mine to embellish her point “But, unlike most mamono in this position, I wouldn’t outright rape you...” she commented with a smirk “...you have to ASK me for it~” she finished, blowing on my ear after whispering the last part. The tingling from this swept through my entire body. “We could spend our days much like this, wrapped up in each others’ bodies, exploring exactly what we could do to each other... or if you don’t want that... I could always leave...” she said teasingly, now getting up for effect and starting toward the window, swinging her hips as she did so, showing off even while she pretended to leave.

It felt as if someone wrapped in a nice warm blanket had suddenly been cast into a snowstorm, a shiver running through me as part of me was horrified of the prospect of her leaving, even with her only having been there a minute. “Wait!” I then called to her, standing up and following her toward the window. “I do. I do want that...” I admitted “...I... want...” I started, as she turned, inching toward me until there wasn’t even room for air between us, showcasing the height difference. “I... want you to stay...”

However, even as she pushed me back onto my bed, it was clear she wasn’t satisfied, jumping on after me. “Not enough, dear. Not enough... You have to actually say it... tell me what you want...” gently kissing my ear before whispering “You know what I am, right? Then you know what I want you to do... then do it...”

Even though I was undecided in that regard, my mouth began forming words before I knew what I was doing “I will... make the contract with you... please... stay here with me... don’t leave...” at which, she beamed at me, part of her body now forming a strange-looking etching on its surface as she began to strip.

“To make it truly binding...” She started, continuing in her sweet, alluring voice that almost seemed to shut my brain off just from hearing it “...we have to become one now... that will seal our contract, and I’ll NEVER leave you...” she then told me.

These, of course, being the last words spoken in my room for the next several hours, unless you count shouted instructions as conversation.

Society just got much more interesting...