Slarr had been humming to himself. The imp had been rather happy as today was going to be the day! He would have been her sooner though in route to the dorms the other day a trio of blonds grabbed his attention.

Not all at once but there was one, then going back towards the dorms another then a third. He was left too exhausted but made the promise to himself that today was going to be the day.

On top of the girl being a blond that warranted her an automatic ten points, in fact only blonds and brown haired girls tickle his fancy he wouldn't touch the others. Nor someone that dyed their hair, it was as if he could sense the fakeness of it. But not only was she a blond he noticed a few things in that shopping bag she had bought at the mall. A container or marshmallows (who carried about that) but a box of Pop tarts … strawberry!

But his mind wandered too much and he figured tonight was the night. Slipping back to her dorm on the Saturday evening Slarr nearly got distracted again by another blonde but manage to keep things together.

Invisible, he gave off the odor of burnt toast though when he got to the dorm he turned into smoke to get through the cracks and became visible and solid once more. No one was here so it looked as if he were going to help himself to some treats …

What the fuck! There was no jam in the fridge. He then poured through the cabinets as he searched for those Pop tarts, those strawberry treats were nowhere to be found while there were about three containers of fucking marshmallow, like he gave a damn about that or the fact that one container was close to being empty or that Rhine was planning on using half a jar for smores … Slarr shook his head and kept searching for those pastries, lemon yellow eyes opening in surprise … wild berry! He thought he saw strawberry … it occurred to him that he had only red the last portion of the word and never strained to read the first part, his mind saw berry and shut off before confirmation.

He only had half a packet, they were not the same – so much for his good mood, well at least there was still a blond to rap. He had been busy redecorating her bed room since he was in a rather pissy mood. There were two beds pushed together here … two blonds? That got his attention again, albeit briefly until he began to look about.

In the closet he discovered a box of sex toys and got a bit jealous because the strap on was a bit bigger than his own equipment … so he threw a bit of a tantrum, this in addition to no strawberries! His mood was getting pretty pissy and he began taring and tossing clothes out of that closet.

Hm? He was holding a multi armed coat, what was this? He dropped it when he heard the door open rushing out of the room, far to eager to use stealth.

“Blondie your back!”

It was about fourish now, soccer practice had ended early but her captain, Rosalie had her stay back today as they reevaluated her position and even discussed her playing goalie in the next came given that their had been a recent illness or so word was revealed that Janice fell ill, she stopped going to classes and practice all of a sudden though Rhaine had her own suspicions there.

She had showered and changed into her every day clothes, a pair of light green shorts and a sleeveless yellow shirt with spaghetti straps. Her hair tied up in a single pony tail today, her soccer clothes already packed into her bag for wash later … Sunday was when she normally did laundry … setting the bag down near the door as she entered she could smell the faint odor of burnt toast and thought nothing of it figuring that Dani burnt some toast. She heard movement at the back of the dorm from the bedroom, nothing alarming just yet figuring that Dani had beaten her home.

“I thought you were going to be -”

Her eyes go large at the red scaled creature, the lemon yellow eyes and while she is taller the two of them are about the same size with only an inch height difference between them. Damn!

Now the thing was that Rhaine was submissive once it was clear she was beaten though and not before. Fighting back at that stage was stupid and that was probably why her experiences were mostly pleasant. It had been about two months since the last attack though and she was just beginning to get use to it.

Whipping her bag at the creature as she snatched it up the act on instinct, especially since there was little in their, half a bottle of juice some cookies and clothes. It was merely meant to buy a little time as she slammed the door closed and ran, not really sure where she was going to run, not sure about anything since she never had to deal with one being in her room before, she had thought her room was off limits but was wrong.

And with it being Saturday most of the girls were out at the beach or other places on the island so sticking around in the dorms had been bad … the classes were likely to be locked? The gym might not be, they had practice today and had to get to the equipment, maybe Rosalie hadn't locked it yet, maybe she could hide there from this danger, if she made it that far. The area was close and it wasn't as if she was going to stop if a prefect told her no running in the halls, right?

The first breath always ended up being the sweetest. "It's been a while."

Ania ascended from the waves, a slight breeze lulling her in a pleasant shiver of awakening for travel oftentimes left the exotic beauty worn and weary. Droplets of water stained the warm sand below as they dripped from the cloth enveloping her form, the heat of summer vanished since her last visit and while it seemed colder then it would be sufficient in drying the raven colored coat adorning her voluptuous frame.

It was thrilling to say the least, preparations were coming along nicely after all. An ancient, abandoned temple ground was to be the luxuriant haven for those that served their guiding hand, a mere token of the riches she had acquired through thievery and even less humane tasks although her existence demanded very little on its own, making it an adequate acquisition. While the structure and plantlife were thriving wonderfully as of the moment she departed, much needed to be done still to turn it into a satisfactory home.

These matters demanded her attention elsewhere, having spent several months away from Shokushu the time finally came where she had been able to take some time off in order to visit her various subjects and see to their training, wary that it might be neglected during her absence. Naturally they would've been seen to by other like-minded monsters, which made matters worse as it in fact made the very foundation of her dominance unstable, that their mistress lacked interest in them to stay away for long periods of time whereupon they slowly lost interest in her.

A wide variety of women were available as she traversed the woods, ignoring those fooling around near the beach since none of them were familiar faces. In addition, crowds remained a risk she didn't take and while Ania attempted to change her shape to match the human females every now and then, the entire procedure required more practice as it proved more difficult than anticipated, pigmentation being one of the few prominent flaws.

Chloe, Dianna, Megan .. She recalled some of their names, pondering who to visit first. Agatha perhaps, although one had to curse the parents for giving the mint haired lady such an unappealing name for one of her age. Ishtar, of course, that one being the first human she ever encountered personally and enjoyed manipulating to the fullest, but considering the schedule of that particular vixen she'd be caught up in drama club or whatever else these women called it for a little while longer. Not that simple acting could be considered drama in her eyes, she hadn't fully worked out a few kinks in the language there.

Rhaine Fischer came to mind by the time she set foot into the dormitories, noting a surprising lack of the student body here although none of them mattered during her day of return anyway for she'd sought the company of a familiar face. They shared one morning together the other day, it only made sense to extend their relationship and enjoy a blissful evening in each other's arms.

Strange .. Ania had never been to her personal quarters yet her smell became less and less potent the closer she got to any of the rooms, not to mention that a rather unpleasant aroma hung in the air alongside of it. Perhaps she'd missed the blonde by not more than a minute, she thought, following the stronger trail in the other direction which her senses picked up on even beneath the fragrance of her freshly showered body as to see what the gorgeous woman was up to.

The bag did little to slow him down as he battered it aside, the heavy dorm door closing to bar his way might have bough her a few additional seconds had he stopped to open it but his focus had been on the blond.

His form became invisible given that he had to give chase through the dorms themselves. Invisible his physical body broke up, that smell of burnt toast filling he air as he flowed beneath the cracks of the door and became solid on the other side of it just in time to see the girl rush around a corner.

Chasing down targets had been familiar to him. He relished it and so he followed though by the time he got to that corner he had seen another student collecting some things, knocked down in Rhaine's haste apparently -

OH A BLOND! His attention had distracted him as his head filled with how he was going to take this one one before remembering the bitch that had teased him with the strawberry pastries. Really he had assumed things and teased himself though Slarr could never blame himself after all. Right the distraction did by Rhaine a few precious seconds but he followed seeing that the girl had been rushing to the gym.

He had been close enough now to swoop down upon her but toyed with her as he though as to how he was going to have her. So he allowed her to make it to the gym, assuming that she would try to look those doors he transformed again, the invisible smoke oozing through the door then becoming solid again on the other side.

He became visible when he grabbed her by the back of that shirt, taring it as he pulled her back.

“Wild Berry? You have no jam, but Wild Berry tarts!” He shook his head in disapproval. “Ah, well, at least you're not totally useless.” He had every intention to take her then and there.

Rhaine wasted no time in running. Ironically she had run from his larger plant-like friend in the past but she never bothered to learn which monsters were associated with which. She made her way down the hall and even bowled into a girl near the stairs.

“RUN!” But she was up and running focused only on getting away though she did not stop to check if the other girl was listening or not jumping down the stairs to the lower landing then leaping to the next. With no carnal sounds flowing to her ears by the time she got down stairs she could only assume that the devil thing was still after her. Ironic that she got that right unintentionally and not thought demon, though the demons she met had not been so bad …

She rushed out of the building and ran to the gym as it was closet. Across the sports field, heart pounding she got to the gym …

Please be unlock, please be unlocked!

And it was, indicating that Rosalie was probably still around, crap, she didn't want to endanger her friend though Rhaine had no clue that Rosalie was perfectly safe from Slarr and his particular fetish.

She didn't make it too far, rushing down a hall when she was jerked back hard, the back of her head slamming into the floor. Stars danced before her eyes though Rhaine dimly heard the thing prattle on about Wild Berry something or some such for some reason ...

Unfortunately they wouldn't share a bed that day, a slight annoyance at best in comparison to the mere presence of the lovely blonde, but part of her would've enjoyed indulging in the woman's privacy by sleeping alongside her within her own quarters nevertheless. Time had come to refresh her memory and there was an almost immeasurable amount of intimacies through which they may bask in the realm of bodily pleasures, lost in thoughts she nearly forgot to avoid contact with another female member of the student body passing her by though that one did seem quite flustered for some reason.

Something about Rhaine, however, definitely seemed off, considering the pace at which she must've been walking, even running to elude her grasp as her lungs filled with the fresh air outside. Within moments it became clear that they were headed for the gym, for exercise perhaps or maybe even a secret date with her lover, the former being less likely seeing that it was late afternoon and while Ania wasn't truly accustomed to weekdays, even she understood them enough to know that today workouts were less desired though if the student were to be late for a special time with the object of her desire, it'd make sense to assume that she'd press on as fast as she could.

The thought of getting to witness one of her subjects first hand while seducing or being seduced initially drove her on to move slightly quicker across the school grounds, possibly getting involved herself later on yet when she arrived at the entrance to the gym, she eyed the door handle with a somewhat puzzled expression. That stench hung in the air even here, regrettably, thick and pungent to the tender nostrils it proved far more repugnant than back in the dorms, following the girl around although she couldn't have been the reason.

"Locked?" Naturally it made sense regarding the alien's most recent thoughts and while Ania started picking the lock straight away, reshaping one of her appendages in the process, she was able to monitor the heartbeat of the single presence that her senses detected. Quite suddenly the rules changed as another being materialized behind Rhaine, or so it seemed since the superior specimen had never been failed by her senses alone and observed that exact same event from afar.

Ania wasted little time thinking it through, knowing for a fact that another monster chose the company of the petite blonde and that simply wouldn't happen, not today. However, as adaptable as some of her limbs were, she'd managed to open the doors without much of a hassle, least of all drawing attention by barging right through though one had to think carefully there until reaching Rhaine.

"Rhaine, wait up!", her voice then called out, mimicking a slightly firmer tone than what she'd been used to, a subtle weariness attached as if Ania was exhausted from running perhaps and just happened to see her on the way back to the gym. Not that it mattered what the other creature thought, all she needed was enough time to keep its hands off of her whilst moving in on their position herself.

He grinned maliciously as he watched that dazed look enter those crimson eyes as her head smacked against the floor though she seemed to be dazed. There was no blood … yet … though her top was something to be desired and so he tore it from her the yellow garment focusing in on the sport's bra that she wore as he inhaled the scent of the material before discarding it.

This was no fun if she were incoherent after all but her senses where coming back to the girl, good …

He delayed just a little as he used his claws to shred that bra exposing those tits, a hand cupping one as he let his palm course against it as those lemon yellow eyes would be the very first thing that she was aware of. Those connections returning as he unbuttoned those shorts and thrust his hand down them, down beneath the panties so that his red scaly fingers brushed against the gash of her sex.

“Good. A nice recovery. Now, let us continue.”

He expected the usual pleas that never worked and tended to piss him off to no end. That made him somewhat violent, if these blonds just surrendered themselves to him then things could be more pleasant.

Slarr glance around but there was nothing that jumped out at him save for the fire extinguisher on the wall. Well she liked big things, judging by that strap on though he considered moving her to the gym to get at some of the equipment he wanted her much sooner than having to wait, his fingers begin to push in fast if she's still struggling, slowly if not ...

Rhaine had been dazed though in that din of her senses she felt the strain of those spaghetti straps as she felt her yellow shirt being drawn away. Next had been the simple yellow sports bra, if it had not been for the fact that she was just returning from soccer practice she would not have been wearing one.

“NOOOOOO!” She shouted as dawning snapped back to her, a hand already on hr tit, her nipple swelling and hardening. It was more the sudden return to reality that had drawn her back to this state that kicked in her instincts to thrash, to struggle though had she been coherent straight through she would have chosen to submit about now.

She kicked uselessly for her legs had been either side of his body as she let out a stark cry feeling those fingers shoot forth and claim her inner most depths, she had been dry, no prep at all and though she hated the fact that those fingers were working against her passage in a way that she could not deny that she like the initial surge of pain caused her back to arch deeply as she shuddered against those fingers.

Perhaps they were too far away or occupied with the struggle at hand to hear the latest newcomer as Ania advanced onto their writhing forms lying on the ground ahead. She suspected that one of his kind would at least react to the sweet voice of another student yet her simple attempt at sabotage had failed, the being unfazed as he was certainly too absorbed in the capture and exploitation of his latest prey.

Rounding corner upon corner as she was rushing through the corridor at a high pace one could vividly picture their struggle, the cry of her beloved pet one of the most infuriating sounds to ever reach her ears whether pleasure or pain riddled those noises. It didn't matter, whatever that thing did to Rhaine would merely worsen its state should they ever cross paths again, confident that she could rid themselves of such a provocative being.

Then they came into view, the blonde trapped beneath a malicious creature which posessed traits similar to her own if one were to discount the tentacles that were essentially her arms and their noticeable height difference. Naturally her species moved as silently as they were deadly, closing the distance from behind his back and while one of the two might've seen her, she doubted that the woman wanted to warn him of his imminent fate.

Shredded clothes by their side left most of her body exposed, her desire to escape him quite apparant as she struggled against his dominant posture above the poor girl and while she'd considered leaving them be if they were to enjoy one another's company that clearly wasn't the case here. His fingers, however, were raiding the depths of her sacred grounds, not even waiting for her to develop any slightest hint of arousal which had merely been the cherry on top of his favorite flavor of wrath that'd soon be bestowed unto him.

A warning sign, one last chance at retribution?

No, he would pay dearly for ruining the beginning of what could've been a most pleasant evening as Ania reached out for the fire extinguisher seen from the corner of her eyes, tentacles coiling about the object before tearing it from its place and immediately swinging it at him with force and a firm grip in hopes of knocking him off his chosen female. Of course he'd hear the sound, but the strike being lightning fast it was doubtful that he could avoid being struck down, albeit temporarily as her goal wasn't to take his life.

Whilst that might've been an alternative, teaching him a lesson would be preferable for several reasons, the most important one that he'd either stay away or attack her more frequently, but that was a risk she was willing to take in favor of the former more likely to occur than the latter.

There was a reason why Slarr didn't brake off his pursuits. He tended to get absorbed in his task, though he could still get distracted. Blondes, if he broke away how was he to know if a new student had served nicely or would be a let down … so he had not taken the bait when he had one already in his clothes.

As Ania came around the corner Slarr's back was too her, he had jerked Rhaine down from behind and had managed to reposition her, the bra and shirt had been discarded in the hall and the creature seemed to be gleefully enjoying his prize so he had not noticed her, nor did he possess extraordinary hearing of smell, though if he had it would have been just as likely that he would have been too absorbed in his prize to really notice.

“Hmph, make me fly after you with sore muscles! EH ...” he turned hearing that sound in time seeing some red come barreling at him. Instinct kicked in and he took that claw from Rhaine's chest as there were other matters he could do if he had more then the split second to react, he grunted though, his face protected but the extinguisher making contact with his shoulder the force driving him back his fingers wrenching free but caught up in Rhaine's shorts as he pulled his hand free.

WHAT THE FUCK! He spun around with a glare on his features as his lemon yellow eyes focused on her. She was larger than he and Slarr could not recall seeing her before and he was a social creature after all.

“WAIT YOUR FUCKING TURN! WILD BERRY IS MINE!”

He was upset, this had not been the first time someone drove him from a prize though the first time since his transformation. “Are we going to have problems here?”

Flame burst from his palm as a ball of fire appeared there, his body crouching down to become a smaller target though hos other shoulder ached and his wings from the night before, fucking demon! He was sizing her up, analyzing her for the time being ...

THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!

The fire extinguisher rolled away and she let out a sharp gasp of pain as those fingers pulled away fro her. For a moment the transformed imp groped around down there though it was unintentional as Slarr was busy dislodging his hand but what had … Mistress!

This was a first while before she ran from one plant creature he had been convinced to desist but never before had she seen two of them about to fight. She scurries back on her ass and hands seeing that Slarr seems distracted though her eyes widen as fire is generated by the creature. She moves closer to the fire extinguisher but not a minute later she feels wet as the sprinklers go off and fire alarms sound though she sees that the flame is still there wavering and she wonders if it's some sort of magical flame or just needed a bit of time.

In any case she got the fire extinguisher while Slarr was distracted, pulls the pin and doses the back of the creature in white foam concentrating on the sphere of fire ...

His defeat would've likely ended up being a matter of seconds, his struggle to even free his other hand seemed downright pathetic and while the opportunity was there, she hadn't taken it. Instead Ania remained in place, eyeing the creature which claimed Rhaine without as much of a second thought, even less than knowing which battles to pick and which ones to run away from as he hurled insults at the unknown intruder.

"Wild Berry .. ?" She shook her head. "I believe you're mistaken, my turn is now and you're in my way." The voice cold, expression unchanged from its rigid neutrality while a raging storm brew within the core of her being, for the first time in months truly outraged as some lesser male fiend denied her the pleasures of the flesh and had the nerve to stand up against her.

Ania gazed upon the flame erupting in his palm, wary of the damage he might cause though regrettably he didn't know of her regenerative abilities, that fire may burn skin on the outside unless utilised in a constant stream where he might've been a real threat to her. As things were, the clothed alien assumed a casual battle stance, the weaker shoulder facing the bold assailant for the moment as she considered the outcome of this. She certainly wasn't afraid of getting hurt in the process of saving Rhaine, that much she knew.

"Cute trick." She was taunting him, the ideal distraction seeing that the blonde shuffled away inch by inch, unaware of the bold plan that got the cogwheels in her mind turning at the time yet the more distance between them, the better. Eyes locked on him like a hawk watched its prey, he would probably be none the wiser. "The only problem here is you. Step aside before I beat these impudent remarks out of you, worthless scum."

Their stances remained unchanged even as droplets of water erupted from the ceiling, cascading over their bodies which one might wager would nullify the essence of his flame, yet it stayed without shedding all of its strength though Rhaine struck then and there.

For a relatively new challenger he'd find that Ania was insanely quick, a barrage of tentacles urgently assailing the demonic creature from different angles altogether almost immediately, eight versus two she severely outmatched him and even losing one or two to his abilities would be of little consequence as she rushed for his wrists, neck and tail. Wrists to prevent him from focusing his flames in any particular direction, neck as to choke him out until he either fell unconscious or surrended to the superior combatant and at last his tail whereupon that sentiment was merely birthed from the desire to smack him into walls for a bit with a convenient handle at her disposal.

Going for his wrists served the purpose of distracting him, another pair actually destined to mold against and then encase his claws if not his entire hands, effectively reducing his chances at hurting anything but the appendages as they were quite resistant to pain.

However, most importantly, Rhaine had to get out of here. Someone, be it just one or several people at once would arrive at one point or another to check up on what triggered the alarm, why the halls were ruined with water at which point she'd prefer to have departed a long time ago.

He tilted his head to indicated that by Wild Berry he meant Rhaine though those lemon yellow eyes did not leave her. He was sic of all these monsters thinking they could just muscle him out of his targets though he was aware too that he was not the strongest of creatures.

“Too bad. Take a number!”

Water sprouted from above and she was so smug that it began to piss him off so he launched that sphere of flame at here though he found that she was quick, tentacles securing him and what was this? Foam from wild Berry?

Given the fact that he had seemed oblivious to the sprinklers and surprised by the fire extinguisher he probably wasn't versed on tech though as he was grasped this time he became insubstantial, the aroma of burnt toast hanging in the air.

That cloud of smoke retreated as he became solid near Wild Berry but he had to reevaluate matters quickly, the noise would attract too much attention and he sneered, as if a drug addict when confronted with his addiction he nearly does something stupid.

“Later.” He vanishes going invisible the smell of burned toast indicating that he was insubstantially again as he quite the field.

She dropped the fire extinguisher as the sprinklers continued to rain down on her, a chill rushing down her spin … Later … was he going to come back? No, he was trying to scar her, he new that he was no match for Ania … her mind had been reeling as she considered these matters.

“T-Thank you Mistress.” She grabs her wet and torn clothes knowing that there were others that would b here soon the bra is totally ruined and the shirt, most of the damage is to the spaghetti straps which she can tie together quickly though she stuffs the bra into her pocket to leave few clues behind that she was even here in the first place.

“This way, Mistress,” and she turns to run realizing after a moment that her Mistress probably needs to do no such thing.

Now there was a surprise, her opponent dissolving into a cloud of smoke escaping her grasp whereupon the foam landed on the ground as if it never struck anything. He was closer to Rhaine, her annoyance rising though not enough to make any wrong moves that would endanger the innocent third party member.

At the time of his departure, Ania approached him and the delicate blonde by his side while her assailant disappeared into thin air shortly after, his aroma thick and heavy in the air though one of her nature experienced the smell a lot stronger than the human by their side. It proved sharp and disgusting when she ended up close to the source, nothing life threatening although she wished to never again inhale anything of the sort.

"Yeah, you better run ..", she responded at once upon his disappearance, hoping that he'd hear it even in his newly gained shape for the sake of having the last word with him. Did he truly intend to return? Surely her dominance was clear, the fire extinguisher a mere warning should he dare come back for another and of all things assault Rhaine as roughly as he did then.

His frustration must've fueled his rage and thus warranted his desire to return, but he'd be no match for the knowing huntress whose life had been more or less composed of striking down foes a lot more frightening than him. The scent would be unmistakable, indicating his presence in future visits which eliminated the element of surprise, but perhaps he simply ran off to tell others of her actions in which case she was looking forward to having gained a reputation so soon after arriving.

"My pleasure." Ania smiled warmly at the woman collecting her ruined garments, pleased to have disposed of the creature before anything worse happened to her yet not soon enough to keep her from harm entirely.

"I'll be right behind you." The announcement came to her ears, notifying Rhaine that at least for the moment she'd be followed until they were in a more pleasant environment. Not that they had to run, but there was little fun to be had when they were constantly soaked in water and an alarm rang through their heads before inevitably someone came to check up on any trouble there.

A slight pain crept over one of the appendages, the surface around the tip of one of them somewhat burned in the heat of battle as it had yet to heal, a slight change in color drawing attention to the spot more so than anything else. Perhaps they weren't normal flames after all, not that it mattered since it'd heal over time and didn't require immediate treatment.