The figure that stepped out of the fireplace wasn’t her lord and master. Tace’s knees trembled and she all but fell to the floor in fear. She had to grab the table in order to stay upright. The creature that emerged from the fire certainly wasn’t human though it was of the same ilk as the devil that Tace loved. The first difference she noted was this new devil was definitely female, with a perfect body…except for the ways in which the she-devil had made her body imperfect.
Her breasts were large, rode high on her chest, and were round. Her hips were curvy and her limbs lithe. Long black hair tumbled down her shoulders; the black color contrasted sharply with her red-brass colored skin. For all those parts she might have been human, but it was the details that set her apart as a monster.
