He was looking at his own hands with the gloves taken off, fearing that somehow blood had already soiled them. The blood of his own people. But their ...ives were forfeit now, he knew, the very moment they decided to carry out every unholy blasphemous act ever imagined. What did they hope to gain, other than seed war, bloodletting, misery, and hate? He could not fathom. He could never remit their folly now. They may have dug their own graves, but the thought that he would have to fill them. " "Then change me back," I pleaded, "I don't want to go to the prom like this." She glared at me for a moment, as if angry that I would change my mind and waste her time. Then she responded, "No can do." With a frown, she continued, "The magics already been done and ya won't be changing back till all conditions of yer wish have been fulfilled. At that, she paused before finishing, "And that means going to the prom..." "But..." I started, staring at her. "There's also a time limit," she. Some of his semen landed on her pubic hair which got rubbed in by her moving hands. Finally, Mrs. Hemster's whole body shook as she rammed three fingers into her pussy, experiencing the most intense orgasm of her life.John rubbed his still dripping cock on Mrs. Hemster's thigh before tucking it back into his pants. He looked down at her. She was exhausted, sitting with her legs wide apart and her dress at her waist, her head back, her breathing heavy. Her torn panties were still on, but the. Or it could be something more a****listic I really don't know.He grabbed me by the hand and walked me to a different part of the building, never told me to watch myself, he just let me trip and fall. I knew I was going to be left with some bruises.When we finally can to a stop he told me to put my hand together and out in front of me. I asked why what are you going to do to me. I found out that was a mistake. He grabbed my nipples and I feel his nails dig into my skin and I scream. Upon him.