I was almost at the bedroom door when I heard Monday call out, “Holy shit woman! You like it rough, huh? Well, two can play at that game!” Then I heard something hit the far wall, followed by a screech of…joy?…from her. “Woooo!” Monday cried out, and then there was the sound of a lamp breaking.
I slowly sat back down on the couch and waited, shaking my head and trying not to think of Monday sticking his dick into that disgusting creature. I wasn’t successful. I felt ill.
Finally the ruckus calmed down. I poked my head into Monday’s bedroom to find the entire room in chaos, furniture scattered and/or broken.
Hepzibah was lying in the crook of Monday’s shoulder, snuggling up to him and making that cooing sound again. Monday had a huge smile on his face but his chest was tiger striped, blood dripping onto the tattered remains of his bed sheets. Both of them were naked, though Hepzibah still looked human.
I backed out of the room.
Thankfully, Demie showed up a few minutes later. I explained what happened and then we both went into Monday’s bedroom.
“DEE-MEE!” Hepzibah shrieked, rising from the bed and giving her friend a big hug.
Demie turned to look at Monday. “You fucked a harpy and you’re still alive? I’m impressed!”
Monday barely managed to lift his head. “Call me?” he said weakly as the two women left. I called an ambulance.
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