The city slept as the dark of night coated the earth like a soft blanket. It was then that my brethren were allowed to walk the earth unbidden. Daemons, they called us. I was over 6 feet, sharp footclaws, a long prehensile tail that lashed behind me and ended with a spaded tip, powerful wings with which to fly, and a tremendous member - over 10 inches in length. I stretched and admired my brimstone-colored skin as I stepped from the portal to the infernal plane onto the walkways of human society.
While most of the city slept under the cover of darkness, there was still a vibrant enough nightlife for daemonkind like myself to take part in it. The streets were filled with humans who had no idea what lurked just beyond their windows or doors. They walked about unaware, lost in dreams while we roamed the night. We could have easily taken them by force but chose not to do so; after all, there is nothing more satisfying than taking your prey unawares. Instead, we would prowl the streets, looking for those that might be worth our time. As such, we kept ourselves busy by hunting down any mortals foolish enough to venture out alone at this hour.
I stepped into