Thread: Going Organic (Hisako & DeviantAngel)

Claire didnt know how to take in all of this information. Since she had gained more control over her urges and how she acted on them, the fact that she was wearing something that got her off in public was almost like an Olympic gold medal for Succubi and Incubi, or a decade sobriety chip from an addict. Claire was enjoying this time with Mini, but she was afraid of one thing, and that was for her to become the same as the women she had preyed upon and was now forced to keep and care for in her home. Claire looked at the fingers interlocking, her thumb unconsciously moving over the finger from Mini that was on hers. Claire looked up the arm to see it covered in the sumptuous natural fur that covered parts of Minis body, and this sent another chill up Claires spine and down her constricted member. Claire shivered as she looked away briefly, grabbing the glass of water with her other hand as she took another sip. The reason why she wasnt so eager to eat and was trying to consume as much water as possible was to hide her salivating and distract her Succubus hunger, to which her meal was not doing so well. Mini was offering herself in almost every way, and in Claires darkest of desires there was every urge in her body to do all the lewd and depraved things in the restaurant that her body yearned for. However, she was able to keep all of that in check, and putting the glass down she gulped down those desires with the water and looked back to Mini. Claire smiled warmly, and extended her fingers to lay on top of Minis hand that was interlocked with hers. Mini had taken her hand back, and Claires lingered for a moment before she returned to finishing off her food. While Mini continued to try and sell Claire on a product she was trying not to steal, Claire quickly and discretely finished her food, making as little noise as possible as her delicate and deft hands maneuvered her silverware so that it had enough penetration and leverage into her food that it would carry it safely and without gravitation disruption from the plate to her mouth. Claire was practically done anyways, but it didnt take long for her to finish the meal she had ordered to fill her stomach if her humanity needed any nutrients. She couldnt even feel her stomach, and didnt know if she was even hungry when they started eating. Claire quietly placed her silverware on her plate, and was grabbing the napkin from her lap and bringing it to her face to wipe around her lips shortly before Mini inquired about the fur industry. While she hadnt gotten any food on her face, it was still nice to make sure in case she did. She gently dabbed around her mouth, careful not to get her lipstick to touch the cloth. Her eyes perked up as Mini finished talking about the fur, and a blush and bashful smile crept across her face as she returned the napkin to the table, neatly placing it on top of the cloth covered tabletop. Claires eyes looked down at her lap, shrinking somehow impossibly smaller as she did so. Well, for starters having a monopoly on a single industry is illegal in our country, doubly so worldwidebut we somehow finagled our way into making it legal. She looked back up, still looking bashful, Its not public knowledge we are majority shareholder and owners of all fur tradeor that we own PETA and manage. Ever notice that people are getting red paint splashed over their fur and called murderers, with videos plaguing the internet and articles on extremist sitesyet for some reason were never named? Its all cloak and daggers, and I hope you can keep that secret. Although, I doubt anyone would believe you. As for the offer of fellatio Claire looked at her empty water glass, spotting a faint outline of lipstick from when she last drank. She looked back up to Mini, I didnt want to put a silencer in that pretty mouth of yoursyet. Believe me, there are parts of me that want to take you up on that offer, but think of my needs likeplutonium. She said as she gave a confident and short laugh as she raised an eyebrow. My libido has a half-life of a few hundred years. If you got me started I would rather we be in a bed so the police arent forced to try and separate us if we started now. Claire said with a wink. She leaned over, turning her body as she reached around into her purse and grabbed her wallet. She pulled out a few bills and flattened them on the table. Now while I can afford to buy the restaurant out and close it so theres just the two of us and all the privacy I want, theres another property I own a short drive away from here. The accommodations are nicer, theres my favorite bed and furs, and it could have my favorite cow-girl as well if youre willing to settle on me not buying a restaurant to prove a point. We could end the date with more tact if you would allow me the freedom from worry of if I can stop. I want to take you up and test your previous offers, maybe startingin the car, as I drive? She said, her eyes pulsing with a single flare of pink glow through the small opening through her monolidded eyes, and a suggestive wink. Im told my cum tastes like berries, would you like to have a palate cleanser on the way to my manor and the rest of our night? Claire was desperately hoping she wasnt reading the situation wrong, and her patience would be rewarded with a yes and a speedy exit.