The Hydra’s fogged glasses slip down the brim of her nose just far enough for you to get a look at the unfocused pink eyes underneath. Wincing with the acute agony of her unsated lust, she leaps at you in a violent hug. Long, lean arms wrap around your body, pinning yours to your ribs in a monster of a bear hug! She presses impassioned kisses against any part of your body she can reach as she squirms against you. The heat of her body and scent of her desire floods your senses and your better judgment. (L: +7)