You’re like the poster girl for every Spencer’s and Hot Topic in America.” Elise ended up laughing so hard that she gave herself hiccups. “I’m not taking shit from a vanilla fucker who couldn’t even handle my pinky. You dish it out, but you can’t take it.” “In the last week, how many Facebook posts have you shared of a picture of the Joker or some other bad guy with some edgy wannabe-individualist quote they never said?” Lorraine wanted to respond but couldn’t. “Let me guess, at least one of them said something like ‘throw me to the wolves, or I’ll return leading the pack’. How many of them talked about not giving a fuck? I bet at least half of them tight were about people being fake or how many times you’ve been “betrayed” in the past.” Lorraine wordlessly got up and went back into the house and Elise gave me a high-five with her tail. The rest of the day was spent helping everyone doggystyle get familiar with the house and with each other. I spoke with every girl, touching base with them to make sure they were happy. I had long since memorized all their names, getting to know each and every one of them during those weekends in the hospital. They picked out their rooms and played for hours in the sun. When it was time for the evening news, we had to bring in furniture from other rooms so that everyone would have a place to sit. My couch was pushed to the back of the room and as many girls as possible piled on, all of them wanting to snuggle up with me. I doubt many of them were really paying attention, and if they were, whether or not they actually understood. The only stories that caught their attention were the appearances of more hybrids. The rate of their appearances was increasing. Just a little while ago, there would be one report every few days, but now, there could be five or even more every night. Countless glances were directed small back at me and Lorraine. “Master, are you doing this?” Talia asked. Jenny had asked the same thing when she first watched the news. “No, I’m not, at least I don’t think I am. The doctors and I think that these anal cases are happening naturally, unlike all of you who Lorraine and I cum created.” “What’s going to happen to them?” Saul, Lorraine’s peacock man asked. He was sitting in back with us since his massive tail feathers would otherwise block everyone’s view. Her excitement palpable. “I know.” Harry said, still drunk with passion. “You found out what was happening, but you anal didn’t warn your friend, did you?” he went on, regarding her with a sorrowful expression. It feels so... overpowering." The pleasure burned through my thoughts. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. He slammed it against her pussy with fervor and she yeled "Oh fuck!! “Wow! She couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten laid, let alone by someone so striking and the suddenness of it all only heightened her desire in the here and cum now. The next paintball punched into her unprotected titflesh, and it tight hurt just as much as the first one, but there was no shock, and the dildo stroked her cunt. He was drawn into temptation by her, small he was tricked into bad deeds by her, and it was all part of her feminist man-hating agenda to ruin his life by making him do this. Her hips had stopped bucking away from Tyler and now where bucking back into his thrust. She nodded towards the open the door and, swallowing, Robin stepped forward. I squeezed doggystyle them, twisted them. Did Clara invite you? The Reverend decided to be satisfied with the pain that Thomas had received and the humiliation of being raped by a gay and a girl.