TheMudPieDog

Amy yawned and stretched, her tank top riding up to reveal her softly rounded belly, below which she was bare. She was exhausted after a long day at work, and she'd been up all night typing up a paper for class tomorrow. She turned on her flameless candle on her bedside table, casting a soft dim glow over the room and removed her glasses. She hadn't been asleep for long when a soft noise woke her. "Scritch...scritch, scratch." She shrugged it off, turning over onto her back and attempting to go back to sleep. "Scritch...scriiiitch." Her eyes opened, irritated. It sounded as if it were...coming from beneath her bed. Amy sat up, her eyes wid