Now that Ivory had discovered her lover’s infidelity, Glade was actually rather more affectionate to her ward even when she was being fucked by the ...hief. ‘You have become a more accomplished lover,’ mused Chief Cave Lion. He tenderly kissed Ivory’s pale thigh and cupped a buttock in a gnarled hand. ‘You have taught me well, my lord,’ said Ivory loyally. ‘…As has the shaman,’ said the Chief. ‘Although of the two of you, it is the shaman who is the more expert and the most confident lover, you. And some small part of my brain is dancing a victory dance and chanting ‘Told you so! Told you so!’ and mooning me inside of my own head (yes, that is entirely feasible), while my heart and stomach do funny little things inside my torso.All in all, you could say I am conflicted about the whole situation.So I do the only thing that makes any sense right now. I grab one of the jars of lotion I had lined up on the bathtub rim, the heaviest one, and throw it at his face.I throw like a girl –. Mandibles burst out of her jaws while her eyes became faceted onyxes. Through the lust, revulsion swelled through me as the spider-thing loomed over me.A part of me wanted to fuck it still. To ram my cock into her. Her mandibles opened as they surrounded my throat. I felt their sharp pricks. I shuddered, about to be penetrated in a new way. I whimpered.I should fight.Couldn’t.Color exploded around us. A shimmering aura of dazzling hues assaulted my eyes. I gasped as the different colors blurred. There isn’t anything I can do. If you need to use the bathroom or a bathroom then that’s what you have to do.” She accepted it. She went on about her day. She made several runs to the bathroom some related to her condition others were just bathroom breaks. On the other end I had trouble focusing on my patients. All he envisioned was that vagina spewing exciting orgasmic juices over and over. All he could imagine was being between her thick, exciting, and soft thighs chewing and slurping away at.