Elisa sprawled in her easy chair, scooping Goliath's cum off her thighs and licking it up as she watched him fuck Demona from behind. They were both getting really into it, so much so that they didn't notice someone knocking on the window. But Elisa did.
Somehow, she managed to find the energy to get up and head to said window, though not to clean up, get dressed, drop her shiny new Gargoyle form, or even think that she might have to do any of those things.
She walked over to the big window, and smiled. Standing outside was Delilah, the gargoyle-human hybrid created out of her and Demona's DNA by Goliath's evil clone Thailog; the fact that sentences like that made sense to her was a big part of why Elisa was taking
this whole Santa thing in stride. It was obvious that Delilah had also had a visit from Santa, since she was sporting the same improved curves as Elisa and Demona. As Elisa opened the window to let her in, Delilah stared at her.
"Elisa...you're a gargoyle! And, and you're naked and...you're a gargoyle!"
Elisa smiled indulgently. She'd always had mixed feelings about Delilah, vacillating between maternal protectiveness and freaked-out disturbance. but as her eyes ran along the humagoyle's lush curves, both of those emotions were washed away by lust. Looks like
Santa had made her bisexual.
"Don't let it bother you Delilah," Elisa said. "I presume Santa sent you to be part of Goliath's harem?"
Delilah had finally spotted Goliath and Demona rutting on the couch, so it took her a moment to respond. "Uh, yes...should I be naked too?"
Elisa smiled. "Yes. Yes, you should."
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