"What the hell's going on out here?" the manager asked. The manager stood about four inches taller than the tallest hunter and his shoulders were half...again as wide. He wasn't fat but he was angry."My beer winked at me," the first hunter stated again. His eyes were still wide and he was still staring at the wall and his shattered glass of beer.The manager looked at the man then looked at where the glass had shattered against the wall. Beer had spattered on curtains and pictures. Glass was. Her long hair had been cut to just her shoulders in its natural color and she wore a polo that sported Rita's logo. It did accent her breasts nicely, which were bigger that I thought. She wore jean shorts that shaped her butt well. Her little belly was evident, but not too unflattering at all. In most clothes you might not even notice it. Considering what she put herself through since June of '97, she looked damn good.Once in the car Gail beamed like a Hollywood premiere, she was so happy with. Next day, Sunday, at about three o'clock, when they usually had a coffee and piece of cake, she called out to him from the kitchen and as he walked in, found she was naked as the day she was born and gesturing to him, said," coffee, tea or me?" This was a no-brainer and he picked her up, laid her on the kitchen table, watched her open her legs out and up, presenting him with a wonderful view of her freshly shaved mons. He had never seen her pussy hairless before. She had shaved it on. He could feel her pushing back, and winning!"Stop!" he yelled, panicking. "You can't! Play the game! Play the game!" Aaiieee!!" Demie screamed as her tail lashed out with far more power than should have been possible, the barbed tip piercing the plastic of the game console.Eros was thrown to the floor of his theater as his world shook apart. "No...no..." He could only watch as she closed the gap and brought her fists down on the damaged Playstation 4. "Nooooo!!!"---"Nooo..." Demie heard one.