ATTACKED

I turned to face the owner of that voice Illuminated by the light from the room a monkey girl could be seen just outside, leaning against the exterior frame of the sliding door. She stood maybe 5' 6'' tall with short cropped coal black hair. Her body was of slender frame, sheathed in a sleeveless black top and slacks. From here, in this light, her skin seemed terribly pale and enhanced the glow from eyes that were clearly violet, even at this distance.
"May I come in?" she half purred.
The question seemed out of place. My fellow scientist was art deco splattered about the floor, walls and ceilings, I was here having broken in, and she was asking permission to enter like an insurance salesman. Any ordinary monkey girl would be running like a cheap stocking, calling for the cops.
There was little to do, I decided, but go along with the gag.
"Sure, come on in," I invited.
She walked, one might almost say flowed, into the room. Her eyes were fixed on me like rivets. "Thanks," she acknowledged. "Now how about telling me what you and that..." she nodded toward Glore..." are?"
I felt an urge come upon me to comply with her request as she continued to stare at me, locking her eyes on mine.
It was, as I said, an urge, but hardly a compulsion. A thought came to me that she must be using some kind of pheronome to weaken my will. I'm sure it would have been quite effective on an ordinary monkey boy. But I am not that, and it had little effect on my Flavnoid physiology.
"Again, " she demanded with some force, her eyes turning to lavender flames, "what are you?"
This time the urge had a kick to it, but not nearly enough to budge me.
"Ladies first," I replied with some flippancy. " You don't seem quite as you appear yourself."
I am not sure which set her off the most, my resistance or my attitude. Either way, I was stirring up a hornet's nest.
"Okay, we'll do this the hard way!" she hissed.
She was the quickest thing I had seen since my days in the jungles on Candlia. Almost faster than I could follow she leapt, not at me, but at the wall to my left. She struck five feet up the wall, feet first, and carommed back down and into me. A normal monkey boy would not have been able to meet this vectored attack effectively. Flavnia is a world with a gravity 1.75 times that of Earth, however. Not to brag, but a Flavnoid is stronger and faster than an ordinary earthling.
So it was that I was able to turn and grab her wrists as she slammed into me. sending us sprawling on the thin carpeting. I was stunned to see her fingers had now transformed into 6 inch claws. She howled at me and I was horrified to see her canines had turned to 4 inch fangs. Her eyes were aflame like the purple fires of Hell.
What's worse, strong as I was by earthly standards, she was stronger.
Slowly, she was winning and those razor sharp claws edged ever closer to my throat......