I demand to see the American Consul immediately. I also want a lawyer and a written statement of the charges against me."She had not spent her evening... watching television for nothing; she knew her rights as a prisoner in a jail. The guard looked at her uncomprehendingly and walked away. She started to scream again.This time a different guard appeared and she started to recite her demands, "I am an American..."As he opened the door of her cage she broke off, sure that he understood and was. Her new lover next to her, a newly appointed demon lord, appointed, Azelam, Harvester of the Innocent. With large black wings, new pure white eyes, still a large mouth torso with gleaming white teeth, large wicked black and twisted blade fingers, his legs were shaped like a goats but had human feet. Two long and curving horns on its head with several smaller horns on it. Its white eyes reeled back showing mouths on the opposite side of the eyeballs, small globs fell from them, they grew fast. It was an interesting new world she thought as she climbed into the shower. Her pad she slept in only had a small amount of blood in it so hopefully her first period would be fairly light. She had no idea though, how much should there be and how long would it last? She could ask her mother but that would be a gross conversation, and with how prudish her mom was, God only knew what bizarre tangents that talk would take. Olivia scrubbed her tender pussy, it wasn't aching like some mornings after. She had changed clothing quickly. She now had nothing on but a sheer revealer that showed her dark tips clearly. "Let's do it in the shower," she whispered. At once she turned and led me down the passageway.My gaze descended quickly to her broad, near-bare bim--and then to something most remarkable beneath. Until that moment I had not doubted that Cygnette was really a girl. Now I saw that her "lingamette" was sticking out beneath her bim, beneath suspicious-looking twin baggy globes as.