New Body, New World - Part Three

"Are we interested in any?..." it asks, slowing to a stop as it stands beside the towering orc woman we had originally started with. "Perhaps Rarghosh't... Bane of Havoc Ridge again..." it states, looking to me as if expecting a response.

"Oh I... I don't know..." I respond, looking over the nearly seven foot tall green skinned woman as my pulse quickens. "I mean... does she have magic or... what am I even saying..." I blurt out, the figure not wasting any time in its response.

"No magic..." it states, pointing at one of the orc woman's bulging biceps. "Just physical prowess... Head of Goretusk Tribe via combat... Social power too..." the figure continues, it's hood slowly inching closer as it draws in towards me.

"Again... Are we interested in any?..." the figure asks, getting close enough that I can almost make out the withered features hidden beneath the voluminous patches of cloth. "... Do you wish to see more... or can we make deal?" 

Pausing for a moment I look over the aisles of dimly lit fantastical forms, the other patrons quickly finding their chosen bodies among them from aristocrat to zebra-folk. Inhaling deeply I try to race back through all I had seen before, my mind rushing through all the stops along the way and any cursory glance I may have made between each stop.

"Um..." I cough, clearing my throat as I glance towards one of the closer aisles. My gaze falls on the black silky hair and pale purple skin of the horned woman, my heart catching in my chest as I begin to ask a question. "How long do... Succubus-Borne live? 

New Body, New World - Part Two

 "Shall we...?" the figure croaks, its towering form heading back towards the rows of men and woman before I weakly join in behind it.

Shuffling along I look out through the rows of slumped and seemingly lifeless forms of all shapes and sizes. My eyes go wide as the balding man a few rows down approaches the slumbering snake woman, his hand reaching out to her fanged maw. In an instant he is gone, the woman lunging forward on instinct as her jaw hinges and her lips rapidly slide down the mans torso and past his legs and feet.

I let out a cry of shock, my embarrassing shriek soon being followed by various other 'patrons' around the warehouse as we watch the bulge that was the middle aged man slide down the dark haired woman's throat and into the bulk of her long scaled body.

Suddenly, her eyes flash with a faint sickly green light as her whole body shudders. Before long her fit seems to die down, the wide eyed stare stemming from her predatory eyes being far removed from the vacant stare of the rest of the bodies around us.

"Thissssss..." she hisses, her naked upper body lurching backwards and forward as if struggling to stay upright. "Will take ssssssome getting usssed to" she cackles, a long forked tongue flickering from her lips as her hands quickly set out fondling her sizeable chest gleefully.

"Each require filling... different body... different means" the robed figure ahead of me explains, pausing for a moment as he gestures to a nearby coffin. "We start here, yes?"

New Body, New World - Part One

Winds howls through the streets as I push against my car door, the rumbling soon shifting to a sharp whistle as I try to force the door open against the buffeting wind. With a harsh and somewhat pained grunt I lurch forward, the door catching a wild gust before swinging open on its own with a loud metallic crunch.

For a moment the sound of bend metal and plastic echos through the industrial district before disappearing beneath the roar of the wind around me and the dull hum and thud of the factories in the distance.

In an instant my teeth are set chattering, the wind chill immediately cutting to my bones. I begin to shake, my hands sliding quickly into my pockets in search of warmth as my torso is left to fight for itself beneath its simple shirt and threadbare sweater. Trudging forward I shove the car door with my hip only to find it stuck, the stubborn thing only slamming shut with the help of one good kick. 

"Fu... fuck this..." I huff, my breath turning to a thick fog as I speak with a shudder. "Couldn't it have been a different night?"