The anticipation made her tingle. As his frighteningly long, agile tongue reached out toward her, she looked at his hideous face and saw that he appeared to be grinning. Yet, if so, it was just a ruse, as, far from licking her, he used his tongue to draw her swiftly unto him and gobbled her up greedily, crushing her wings inward with the rest and swallowing her entire body in one gulp.
Her knickers clung to her wetly at the front, sodden with the moisture of anticipation, but at the back they sagged and swung heavily, laden with the solids of fear.
She pointed the gun at his face, but he anticipated it and knocked the barrel downwards just as she fired. His quick response saved his life and left him only having to contend with a fairly clean wound through the leg and an utterly devastated ballbag.