Seranna’s Awakening – Part 2 [mf]

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We enter yet again. Centuries lost to time.

Seranna discovered that blatantly slaughtering every man she encountered became rather noticeable unfortunately quickly.

She also discovered that repeat customers pockets were far deeper than deceased ones.

This afforded her a living, now within a modern day apartment within the centre of a thriving city.

She did not need much in the way of space. Her luxuries came in the form of vintage clothing and occasionally indulging in fine wines.

Of course she still had to indulge in the occasional soul. Meaning a low profile was mandatory.

Modern weapons could not hope to damage her but a life on the run was not the quiet and sensual life she desired.

The few run ins with towns people with pitchforks still managed to give her a hellish headache.

Today was a simple one. Doll herself up.

Perfecting her form to the preference of Sugar Daddy #1.

He liked, youth. She hadn’t bothered with morals in regards to herself since her change, but the concept of the specifics of his lust made her glad to be his current and only fixation.

She presented petite, barely a bump on her chest for breasts. Plump nipples prominent through a barely there thin cropped hoodie.

Short hair, spiked in the front. And piercings. So many piercings.

A few choice tattoos would appear on the form specified for this man every so often. His memory didn’t hold up enough for him to truly notice they shifted and altered from roses to peonies, lilies to orchids every time they met.

His passion was golfing. Having her by his side, seemingly playing the daughter he never had time to have.

They never progressed past kissing. She knew within herself he was just lonely.

And standing in the wonderful sun, on a course fit for the king. She was just fine with this primary arrangement for enough to pay her rent and provide her with trinkets every so often.

She would cheer when he took a stroke off his game. She would praise his form.

She was made to please whoever benefited her.

It was all about her, the true, adulterated demoness.

A/N: There was a small amount of interest in this so I did a little filler. More to come, if it’s desired. Suggestions are welcome!

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