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Sarah walked quickly home to her apartment from her college, glancing over her shoulder, making sure she wasn’t being followed by Sophia and her little gang of sluts. Sarah was worried a bit more than usual, because she had had a bad day, and Sophia had been on the receiving end of her accidents. Just 5 minutes after she got to school, she had accidentally tripped in the hallway, spilling her soda all over Sophia’s new outfit, soaking her. Sarah quickly apologized, as Sophia had a huge cruel streak and was a queen sized bitch, and a vengeful one at that.

The sun was going down and the lights and noises of the city were swelling in the standard prelude to the symphony of the night as Xanatos, an aging but appealing rich aesthete, walked the halls of Castle Wyvern smiling maliciously to himself.

"This'll teach her," he thought as he wiped drying mud from his hands.

In the antechamber off the main dining hall stood Demona's statue. Curvaceous, strong, and compellingly malevolent with her fangs showing and her huge batwings folded behind her, here was a beauty. A Galatean creature of the night waiting for life.

I was over at my girlfriend's place, Tammy. Every time I see her I marvel at how I could have gotten such a girl. She stood all of about five foot tall. She had long red hair that was both curly and wavy and framed her head just right. She had bright green eyes that just made her absolutely gorgeous. What I marveled most is her body. She was absolutely fit and trim. There couldn't have been an ounce of fat on her body, yet she swears she needs to drop about twenty pounds. I keep asking her how is she going to do that without loping off a body part.

"Good Lord, Jenkins! What happened?" Dr. Kent had just stepped into the lab and was alarmed by the condition of one of his lab rats. And rightly so. Dr. William Jenkins was supposed to be running another battery of tests, and it looked like one got out of hand. The lab assistants were scurrying around trying to make themselves useful. And getting only mixed results. Fortunately, Jenkins remained calm, which was surprising when one considered that, just a few feet away, was a rodent that had been inflated past four feet in diameter that had floated up to the ceiling.