There was no way to avoid her kisses. She had you backed into a corner of the basement, grabbing tightly to your shoulders with her long scarlet talons as her scaly, athletic legs wrapped tightly around your torso. It took a lot of effort to peel her off of you, but you eventually managed to pull her away and fling her across the basement.
You ran as fast as you could for the stairs.
Greta sat up from the spot you'd thrown her and rapidly shook her head from side to side to dispell the stars she was seeing.
"Oh, why do they always insist on playing hard to get?"
You heard scampering footsteps coming up quickly behind you, but you managed to make it to the top of the stairs and slam the door shut.
What was that thing? And what did it want from you? You rubbed your face, trying to get rid of some of the sticky lipstick that clung to every inch of it.
You were on your way back to the living room when you heard the basement door slowly creak open. As you turned around, the door slammed shut. You frantically looked around, but you appeared to be completely alone. You trembled nervously and then turned towards the living room again.
You heard the airy sound of Greta's flirtatious giggle.
You looked around again, but again you saw nothing.
Greta smiled from her hiding spot. She had some surprises in store for you. She'd have to be sneaky. Maybe set a trap or two for you. But she was determined to make you hers. And once she did, she was going to make love to you so hard that you wouldn't know what hit you.
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