Okay, I admit it. It took a lot to surprise me, I thought I had nearly seen it all but suddenly being faced with a demonic imp was a new one for me.
And a cute one at that. She had been a knockout as a woman but as an imp she was just downright...Cute.
The kind of cute like an exotic bird you just wanted to capture and place in a cage and set in your living room so you could occasionally look over and admire their plumage. Until you had to change the paper in their cage and then you wondered why you bothered to capture it in the first place.
Her and my 'patient' in their natural, or should that be unnatural forms were not much larger than a Barbie or Ken doll.
Susan, as I remembered she called herself when she had answered the door, was perfectly formed and had a shapely feminine form but the look was somewhat ruined as her legs ended in small cloven hooves instead of dainty feet.
Leathery looking wings that were visible when she hovered in midair after transforming and then flew to the bed, had folded flat against her back and seemed to seamlessly merge with her back when they were not in use.
Finally, having finished my brief once over of her, I turned to look at my patient. The male stone imp she called her brother or just a number, 13.