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>"Ugh… hah… hah, hah, hah, hah… haaaah…"

>Had her wound reopened? Did she come out here to withstand the pain alone? Needing to know, I stepped forward.

>"Are you all right? I can redress your wound…"

>The mist lightened enough for me to see her form. I gave a sharp gasp once I had.

>She really was possessed. The left half of her body swelled with unfathomable darkness, peculiar lumps circulating within it. It seemed as if another creature, with its own will, separate from the rest of her.

>She had noticed me by then, so I did my best not to look disturbed. Repeating ‘all men are brothers’ in my mind like a prayer, I showed her a smile. But her gaze was turned downward. I followed it, my eyes were pulled toward what she held in her demonic left hand. The moment I comprehended what it was, all the hairs on my body were standing on end.

>What she held in her hand was… a large, engorged male member… yet it was hers. Upon the swarthy organ there were littered many veins, which I could even clearly see throbbing.

>She wasn’t merely possessed. She was of both sexes!

>"On nights after I kill shades… …I can’t stop myself…"

>Lifting her head to face me in the mist, the woman spoke her first words to me. Her eyes were narrowed, her thin lips opened like a thin cut on her face. Her pupils locked onto me as their target, her left hand began to move up and down furiously. Her breathing became even more ragged, and her upturned eyes began to lose their focus. I knew what was coming next.

>"Stop it!"

>I cried, averting my eyes from the moment of climax.

>"Don’t come near me, you… you monster!"

>As I scrambled frenziedly away, her shrieking voice seem to pursue me. It was an ear-splitting wail that seemed to be both laughing and crying.

>Scared. I’m scared. Disgusting. Revolting. Hateful. I hate you. Disgusting. Revolting. I can’t understand. I don’t want to understand. Disgusting. I’m scared.

>From within my heart surged hideous feelings that hitherto did not exist there. I realized I too was crying. Crying at the top of my lungs. I then promptly vacated the contents of my stomach.

>That is the entirety of my experience with that woman. In the one night I spent with her, as if a screw had come loose within me, ugly and hateful feelings continue to overflow, uncontrolled.

Now someone just needs to let him know.