This is my entry for this year's Halloween contest. If you like it, please don't forget to vote. Thanks!
The doorbell rang and Steve Hernandez got up from his chair and went to open the door. His assistant had already left, and the office was empty. Just as Steve wanted it for this meeting. On this evening, it was not Steve Hernandez, the lawyer who got a visitor, but Steve Hernandez the warlock and treasure hunter.
"Good evening, Miss Amber," he invited his guest inside.
Just as Steve expected, the woman who arrived was astonishingly beautiful. She was a bit over 5' tall, slender, and graceful. Long, curly brown hair framed her face, her emerald eyes sparkled and gave her an intelligent but mischievous look. She had nice, grapefruit sized breasts tastefully hidden behind a red dress that emphasized her nice, compact body and she carried a small handbag. She walked easily in her ankle strap stilettos without showing any discomfort.
"How kind of you that you accepted to meet me at this hour, Mr. Hernandez," the woman said as she looked around the room.
"This time of the day is perfect for business," he answered. "And please call me Steve."
"And you can call me Mala."
"Beautiful dress, Mala," Steve remarked as he looked at his guest. "Although maybe it follows your body a bit too perfectly. You still have to learn the moves of fabric to create perfect illusions. Why don't you just revert to your true form? It would be much better for both of us."
The woman's emerald eyes were burning like green fire. She felt the moment Steve opened the door that he was not just some kind of mundane lawyer who dabbled in the trade of occult artefacts. She expected her attire to be perfect, but obviously this human could see right through it.
"You have very keen eyes, Steve," she said as she shook herself and the red dress and even her long, brown hair melted into her body. Only her stilettos and her handbag remained.
Her skin took its natural tone, a brown, somewhat reddish colour and two tiny horns appeared on her bald head. A long, whiplike tail protruded from her back, right above her ass. But her feminine body, her firm, grapefruit sized breasts with small dark areolas and cute nipples, her nice ass, her emerald-green eyes and her full mouth did not change.
"Most ordinary men would run away right now, you know," she remarked.
"I'm no ordinary man, Mala," Steve answered with a hungry smile. "I may have keen eyes, but I have an even better scent," Steve answered. "I knew that you were not a human the moment you entered the building."
Mala silently admitted that it had to be a truly superior scent indeed, as they were now on the 47th floor of the building. She stepped closer to Steve and wrapped her arms around his neck. Steve could feel as her tail moved and slipped into his pants, then wrapped around his manhood.
"And yet you decided to meet me?" Mala bit his lower lip and played with his cock.
"You really want to do business with a creature like me? And what if I want more than just business?"
"I have for sale what you want to buy. And I also want much more than just business, Mala. I will bend you over my desk and breed you until you beg me to stop," Steve said matter-of-factly as he looked into the emerald eyes of the lustful devil. "I will pump my seed into your red-hot cunt and ass. But first we have business."
"Very well," Mala said as she released Steve's cock. "Business first. Let's see what you have for sale."