That was strange. She was strange. She didn’t act like other women did when they saw him, and he didn’t know how to act with her.She came back wit... a banana split and a large cup of something. He’d said he liked chocolate, when she’d asked him what he wanted. She got in and handed him the cup. She’d thought of the fact that he couldn’t eat anything with a spoon, unless someone held the dish for him.She ate in silence for a while, as he took little sips of a rich chocolate shake. That was. .. and desirable... naked woman.“That’s... that’s... that’s not Isadora,” Mark stuttered.“That’s the Werewolfie,” Doria said. “I watched it change back into plain little Isadora a few moments later.”“You’ve lost me again,” Mark said.“The Werewolfie needs sex...” Doria said flatly, “... or more specifically sexual fluids. It doesn’t matter whether it is from a man or a woman as long as it is the result of sexual excitation. So she becomes extremely beautiful to seduce her victims.”“But why did. “Come on, doll,” he told her. “Time for a tasty treat!”Emma didn’t make to move, but her mouth was open where she was uttering hoarse cries, and Winston could easily direct his cock into her mouth. Big Dick gave her arse another slap. “That’s right, show us what a good, dirty little shag you are.”Emma’s cries were muted now, but they were there, and they were hardly noises of distress. Emma was liking this far too much for Phil’s liking. He couldn’t for the life of him think why he’d thought. We got to their apartment and Eddie's mom, Roselyn, stumbled upstairs, went into the bathroom, and went to bed. Eddie and I were down stairs still drinking beers, joking and laughing. I had to take a piss bad and ran up to the bathroom; Ah – so relieved. I washed and dried my hands, and on the floor I noticed Eddie’s mom had undressed and left her clothes laying there. I had never done this before, but felt the urge to find her panties. I found them; they were sexy, black bikini style panties.