Thread: The Undercity (frightorflight and Jeufufns)

Nelia Rivinia, member of the Thilton gang, was traveraing the roofs of the district. It was her job in a way, scouting forwards and assassinating enemies and the scum that ran around. It wasn't a particularly nice job but fighting for freedom of the district was a goal worth fighting for. Standing atop of a small apartment building, she spied through her night-vision binoculars. Her black outfit, wven if it was quite glossy, made an excellent cover. The bodysuit that covered her body from neck to heel showed off every contour of her body in perfect detail. Her strong feminine hips strained against the suit, her elephantine ass stretching the fabric shiny. It seemed utterly inpractical for a job like hers but she learned to cope with it. Her chest was voluptuous too, h-cups that looked like ripe fruit inside the confines of her boysuit. This was emphasized by the fact that her toros was quite slim, her waspish waist contrasting her hourglass figure. Her toned stomach looked like a bikini model's, perfectly shaped with a cute navel. Her thin blue lips matched her long blue hair, giving her a very mature and fiery appearance. Her legs were incredibly long and at an impressive height of 6'4 her legs were longer than some people. Her arms were alim with delicate hands, though she sowed hints of muscle. The only real oddity about her was the thing that she laid against her stomach. A male addition decorated her body, pong enough to reach to her knees. And having such long legs that was quite the distance. She was supposed to be sold as a slave when she was young, captured and transformed into a large-dicked succubus of a woman. She managed to escape thanks to her early training and cunning, something she wa still proud of today. She remembered her history in vivid detail as a girl suddenly past her position, accompanied by two men. The poor girl was devoid of significant clothing and had a rather large python swinging between her knees. It aas rwally just like her She tried to ignore them for a while, but seeing the girl walk around in shame like she did all those years ago made her act. She jumped from the roof onto the building across the street, taking position. The men were walking right below her. Knife ready, she took position over the group. The girl was weak, devoid of significant muscle, young and pretty, she'd be toast if she didn't act. Once the men neared her, she jumped down right onto them, surprising them. One was a quick death, her blade pierced his scalp and she rammed his head into the ground. She drew her knife out again, jumping backwards as the second guy approached her. She quickly three her knife, hitting him in the head with the handle before she rushed to him and kicked his head right into the wall next to him. She panted slightly when he fell, her foot slightly aching from the impact. She brushed a little bit of sweat off of her forehead, turning back to the frightened girl. She picked her up, shushing her by putting her hand around her mouth. She slowly backed away into a darker alleyway before setting the girl free. Come on. You're safe now. She said, trying to calm her down. She knew that most girl were already traumatised by the point slave traders transported them but nevertheless she had a slight bit of hope for the girl.