Stepping out into the hallways and clutching her cloak and hood tight Gamora squinted her reptilian eyes at her surroundings. All of her senses seemed heightened, elevated in ways that nearly disoriented her. Even in the poorly lit corridor she could see and hear everything, hear the sounds of arguments in the apartments ahead of her, news feeds from the screens in the main lobby and… HIM!
Lying on the ground with a half full bottle of alcohol in his hand, a local of Knowhere drooled snoring to himself, completely asleep. Gamora didn’t care, the very sight of him made her heart beat in her chest and herloins moist, eager to see what he had hidden under his pants. “Well now, ending the night so soon? Let me see what I can…” Crouching down and thumbing his belt something caught her attention, something she didn’t notice until now. The man half asleep in her clutches gave off a dark aura, a glowing outline around his limp body that gave her a powerful feeling of sickness and revulsion. Breathing in his unpleasant odour she could somehow tell this man was riddled with disease, his presence now sickening her just by being near him. “Whtzzzat babe? Wa-BURP- Wanna spend therrr night wif Boltag here?”
Glaring at the prone humanoid she backhanded him across the face when he tried to reach into her cloak. “Filth!” Standing up and wrapping her cloak ever tighter Gamora stormed out of the hallway to the outside streets. Had she looked back she would have realized that her slap had enough force behind it to snap the man’s neck. Killing him on the spot.
Making her way outside Gamora’s senses were hit with the sounds and smells of the urban scrawl of Knowhere, thousands of people walking around her when she passed into the street and market. Looking around everyone had different auras around them, enveloping them. Some were just as dark as the man in the hallway she found earlier while others were brighter, almost purple or pink. It took Gamora some time to realise she was looking at healthy people, their auras bright and vibrant to match their health and vitality. The brighter they were the more appealing they seemed to her.
A bump to her shoulder snapped her attention when a man moved in a hurry passed her and the crowd, the man giving her a brief look before walking on. That brief sight of the handsome ‘pink’ one caught her attention and made her purr, watching him swaggered his way into a local bar and disappear, a bar she knew well for having questionable clientele. Flaring her nostrils and licking her lips Gamora followed the man, letting her cloak open a bit with her attention on the male she was hunting being her sole focus. Some of the women had to cover their children’s eyes when Gamora sauntered by, uncaring that underneath her cloak she wore nothing.
Stepping into the bar and breathing in the smells Gamora’s predatory smile widened at what she found. Like a wolf among sheep she had found her hunting grounds, surrounded by healthy male specimens she passed by several drinking by the bar, imperiously sauntering through them all like they weren’t even there. One of them snatched at her wrist to pull her into his lap,only for her to break his arm in two places when she took a look at the rotten aura circling his greasy frame. Finding her prize standing at the end of the bar tab Gamora finally caught his attention, smiling when he forgot his shotglass and ogled up and down her chitenous nude body after she pulled open herhood and cloak and gave the man a good full look at her reptilian skin and spines. The look on his face told her… Fear? Disgust? Why? Her confusion shortlived she breathed in slowly and shifted her appearance back into green supple skin, her writhing tentacles flowing back down her shoulders into luxurious silky hair.
“So handsome, like what you see now?”
Gulping down his drink he grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to the men’s room at the back, a chorus of cheers and whistles from the patrons deafening Gamora’s enhanced ears. “Not anymore babe, neat trick back there, you a shape shifter or something?”
“Yeah… Something like that.”
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Pinned to the tiled wall and her legs wrapped around the waist of her prize, Gamora shirked off her cloak while the man kissed his way up and down her cleavage. She didn’t know his name, didn’t care either, the only thing she cared about was the demanding heat growing in her nethers and how to put it out. Helping him undo his pants she licked her lips and purred again when he pulled out an erection that was as long as the bottles on the bar she passed by. “Ya ready for me babe?”
“Just shut up and put it in me already!” Gripping his shoulders she hissed between her teeth when he finally sunk deep inside of her,stretching her pussy open and driving hard again and again. Laughing at the pleasure rocking into her body Gamora was in total bliss, her grip on the man so tight he yelped when she pulled open his jacket from behind, causing a split in the seams. “Hey, never seen a bitch so into it like you.”
“SHUT UP AND FUCK ME!”
Feeling him outright plow into her Gamora cried out with each thrust, her first orgasm exploding through her core only to be felt by another and another. Tensing up she finally felt the man give and fire off in her, the sensation of hot seed flooding her womb made her eyes roll back from the mind-blowing pleasure. “Muh… Muh…”
“Damn babe, how long has it been for you? I’ve plowed local bitches that weren’t nearly as desperate as you are.”
“Muh… More… I want More!”