A fucking shroud?? What was this, the sixteenth century? Who wears a shroud to a wedding? And why was no-one getting up to use her? Why was she allowe... to walk towards the altar completely unspoiled? It wasn't respect for the sanctity of marriage -- there was fucking going on in the audience and the minister himself had only just finished ejaculating on one of the bridesmaids -- so could it be respect for the bride? But that usually didn't stop anyone, either. Heck, I myself had been one of the. .. wait, hold on." Electra was talking again."What else have you taught her?" The night following her first lesson, I instructed her in soul scanning," said Annabelle. "That was last Saturday. She came back last night telling me she'd achieved it. She should now be working on hypnotic charm." Perhaps if you were to bring this prodigy of yours here for me to meet, I might tell you if she was worth reestablishing our partnership," Electra said."Well, trouble is she's still underage." How old is. “When we get home, that is going to be your job. I’m going to be busy cooking Glop.”Which is exactly how it worked out. I cooked the Italian meal. Megan made the salad while Linda sat in the living room relaxing. After dinner I showed Linda and Megan how to use the front door and the rear door cameras. The cameras had an AP for my smart phone. I hadn’t minded putting out the money for the cameras, since I was planning to use them in my other business. I could use them to keep an eye on my dead. "King Oberon, where are Tom's clothes?"---I fucked the woman for several more minutes before I felt another orgasm starting. As I started to cum inside her again, I suddenly felt myself growing smaller, or was she becoming bigger? As I continued to spurt inside her, her body sprouted fur, her head became elongated, and her hair became a mane! The last of my cum spurted into her and then I fell backward onto my ass. She turned to look at me. She...was a donkey!"Got it!"I looked to where I had.