Hyperarousal Treasures (INV)

Long ago Bount thrived. Some desired peace while others sought glory or riches. Not all her kind were long lived like herself and much like Quincy were nearly extinct. Anwen lived far away from society inside a remote forest village. From time to time she sought out a new home since others wouldn’t understand or ordeal with Anwen’s never aging body. How many souls had she consumed throughout her lifetime was unknown but these days she ate only when needed. The time since her last meal caused Anwen’s entire soul to growl out. This was different than a desire for pie or pizza but she hadn’t experienced a Humans typical sense of hunger for nearly five-hundred years.

First day in a new town Anwen hadn’t been to in possibly years. She curiously looked around at all the technological advancements Humans made. Just how long had Anwen been away from such structures? Fifty years perhaps? She only saw such in books and magazine articles and what Humans called the internet. But, of course she couldn’t wear her traditional clothing so she long changed into something different. Her coat was a modified version of her favored outfit. Beneath the coat she wore short black shorts that contoured to her body. On her feet were dark brown penny loafers with black stockings going up over her knees. Hands kept inside pockets, she roamed around town until going into a mall.

The years it had been since she last been to one of these? She didn’t know either but thought of them like bazars from years prior. Going into a woman’s clothing store she leaned looked around for some new clothes, even chuckling and raising a curious brow at the varying types of bras and panties. Though her attention wavered towards a familiar yet not so familiar scent. Nose twitched and she glanced towards what smelled like, to her surprise, a Bount.