<strong>Anima (LA)</strong><br/><br/>The Animal charged out of the doctor's office and enjoyed the sweet air of freedom. Eva was a hot piece of ass but if he couldn't tap that then he didn't want to be stuck in her. The Animal's glee soured a bit when he saw storm clouds instead of the warm California sun he was expecting.<br/><br/>"What the shit? This is still LA, right?"<br/><br/>He was so distracted by the dark sky that he almost ran into a woman standing stunned on the sidewalk. She had a pretty sweet body in her business suit, one that appealed to the Animal's lecherous nature. He gave her a grin, one that wasn't pleasant  in the slightest.<br/><br/>"You seem like a classy bitch. We can fuck missionary."<br/><br/>Before the woman could respond (although her opinion wouldn't have any bearing on what the Animal was planning to do to her), the monstrous creature spotted something possibly even more bizarre than a well-hung talking ape. There seemed to be a female dressed in traditional Native American garb being held aloft by the storm. This strange sight made the Animal forget about his horniness, at least for a little while.<br/><br/>"Sorry, toots. I don't wanna shoot my wad before I check this shit out."<br/><br/>The Animal casually shoved the woman aside and took off towards the figure in the sky. He ignored the reactions of any passerbys that saw the huge ape lumbering down the streets. As he got near, he began climbing the side of a building so he could get a better look.<br/><br/>"Maybe Injun Ho there will be hot. That was some fine tail I ditched for this."