Fake antlers sprouted from a dozen permed heads, all dyed to match Diamond’s scarlet, but she was hardly the most popular celebrity imitation. Astrid, already the most famous woman in Drastin, was mimicked with hundreds of fake wings, heads braided and shorn at the sides, and body-paint imitating tattoos. Willowbud was cosplayed with astral gemstones that created scores of black eyes, some shining from fake tans, others from beneath bleached hair. Julia was honored by fans that had glittered their flesh, and dawned habits, though the ex-nun never wore one herself. Lucilla was a more popular costume than Brunette her god, as dozens of cosmetic astral melds created poor imitations of her patterns. I even saw a few women vainly trying to look like Tera; fake horns, fake tails, and fake tans, but none able to fake the supple curves of the blowjob woman. “People probably think you’re cosplaying as your mother.” I mused. “I guess I’m not famous enough to have my own fans.” Justina pouted sarcastically. “Nobody’s dressing-up as Brandon though.” I said. “Half the beggars look like they could be.” We arrived at the bamboo gate, where King Yandon bowed to me with exaggerated humbleness. In my few years on this earth, I’d shared the mind of others, visited amateur the astral plane, and experienced death, but this was by far the most surreal thing to have ever happened to me. King Yandon was a man so far above my station, he might as well have been a fairy tale, and here he was, bowing before me. “Your Eminence, Diamond Glendian,” he said reverently to the ground, “it would be a great honor if your mother would accept my audience.” “I’ll uh… I’ll put in a good word for you.” I mumbled, unsure of what to say. It must’ve been right thing, because the king practically split his face with his glee. Before he could shower me with thanks, the bamboo gates opened, and Justina and I stepped into my brother’s new temple. My jaw dropped. Brandon’s temple was a dome of branches, lanterned with a bioluminescent rainbow of fungi, and festooned with tropical flowers of every hue. The baobab trunks formed columns along the walls, and the Great Maple created an immense pillar in the middle, it’s length spiraled with knotholes that acted as windows, the cozy confines emitting orange light. “Up here!” a voice called from within the maple. I looked up, and there he was, like an answer to a million questions I didn’t know I’d asked. The days I’d spent laughing with him were not platonic congeniality, the evenings I’d spent whispering lines into his ear were not me being his wingman, and the nights I’d spent spying on him were not innocent sisterly curiosity. Those days were the golden hours I wasted willfully, those words I whispered were what I wanted him to say to me, and those nights were my wistful fantasies, imagining that he was thinking about me. Ever since he’d saved me, I’d been in love with my brother. I just didn’t know it until I had the body to feel it, and now I felt it. “Holy shit.” Justina growled at me as I stared doe-eyed up at my brother, “Angela, do I need to leave you down here?” “My name’s not Angela, it’s ‘Diamond.’” I said, affecting Diamond’s voice, “And I’ve never been with a real man before. The temptation is just too much; I’m going to cheat on you.” “We’ve been over this, Angela! Alice gave me an extra hug and blowjob rested her head on my shoulder. It was all too much, feeling my cock expertly sucked, my balls licked and viewing the young girls over in the shadows. “Yes, Mam.” opened the door and led the men to the girls rooms as Janis escorted the man with Kim Li to her room. Luckily Natalie was a smart girl and had been on the pill since she was a sophomore. Shall I grab them?” She bit her lip seductively. She was a very intelligent and strong woman, she was also very Dominant and just had a natural air of authority. The orgasm building in her loins boiled over; waves of ecstasy overflowed from the cauldron of lust in my daughter-in-law's womb, she floated on clouds of rapture, barely aware when I fired heavy surges of cum into her. Nicole pushed the sheet down. She hung from the ceiling low moaning steadily until I was sure she was feeling more pleasure than pain. “Yes,” he said. Looks like if you stay at karate long enough maybe you can actually defend yourself from Student Council thugs. “Sure; Brunette it feels funny going back to these school clothes.” He nursed and loved it. "Ooh, you sure you want it like that, these bumps aren't getting any lighter." They did their best on me that night and their best was more than welcome to me. We stayed like that for awhile before we left. It splashed into my mind. The brunette, or redhead, as even my trained eyes weren't able to distinguish, looked back, to me, from over her shoulder, her right eye widen in disbelief. Chapter Nine: Begging to be Owned It was not one but two persons who had simultaneously watched Rajesh's actions. “That was great,” she said, as Jake slowly withdrew his finger from her anus. Who am I to argue with a statement like that from a girl like Lucy? That’s 5 hours on a good day. By pressing some nerves, they feel enormous pain except they open their amateur mouth so they do it automatically, it always works, just look: she pressed with a few fingers on the bitch’s neck and indeed; her mouth opened completely!