That counted for something, maybe I could last longer than Marcia would. Maybe he wouldn’t leave me to rot as quickly. Maybe I could prove myself to...him… I laughed inwardly. It was doubtful.“Chris, it’s too unreal. It mocks me.” I closed my eyes, and prepared for the worst.“In that case, get ready you fucking whore, you’re my toy now and this has just begun!” He thrust in with all his strength, and tore past the thin layer of skin with ease. He had me. I was his. Me: The cute girl, who always. "And how did she fine out about us?" she asked."Another mystery," I replied."And how did they change her?" she asked."From what I could tell from the drawings, they used crystals and aleather-bound book," I answered."So that would mean that these elders don't have powers of their own,"she said."That's my feeling," I said."And that means someone...or something provided them with this sourceof magic," continued Michaela."Exactly," I replied. "It would have to be a very strong spell toaffect the. Again, the Incubus nodded his approval as her breasts were revealed. Reaching out, he took each nipple between his fingers and pinched and pulled them until they were fully erect. His touch was cold, not at all what she was expecting (although to be honest, in her innocence, she probably really didn’t know to expect). After this brief interlude, she continued removing her sleeping gown, finally pulling it up over her head and dropping to the floor alongside her.The Incubus slowly circled. Since that morning, nudity in the apartment prevailed. Not enforced, not a must do type, but a very nonchalant attitude. Sometimes one was nude and the other fully clothed or semi clothed. Many times the two of us were both naked, doing our daily chores, or just sitting together in the living room talking to one another over coffee or wine.We also started to take photos of each other while being nude. She could follow me in the apartment with her camera, taking pictures of me. She would.