When a battle broke out within the tribe they threatened to kill me, knowing that one day I would be powerful enough to control the Moonstone.To hide ...y existence, Great Grandfather White Claw insisted that I be brought up as a boy and learn the ways of the new western world. A curse was cast that was meant to erase my memory and give me physical male attributes. Time passed and the tribe died out, things were forgotten. By using the Moonstone intermittently, my mother kept it alive and used me. I used two fingers to rub the head of his little dick, and delicately held his miniscule balls in my other hand."mmm, how do you like my new panties?" They're very cute. A good fit for your tiny little dick." Put my tiny little dick in your mouth, Little Alex." It's an amazing turn on when a man is so assertive with so little to offer. Matt knows he has a miniscule, pathetic excuse for a penis, but he also knows I'll still worship it.I lowered the top of his panties and revealed his wholely. My father seized my tightened nipples and squeezed them and twisted them until I screamed out loud. Then he turned is attention to my pussy. I saw his hand reaching toward my crotch."Daddy, stop! Please, Daddy, don't touch me there!" Shut up you little whore! You let every other man in town stick his fingers in your slutty cunt, now it's my turn." He pushed one finger into my tight hole and found it dry and unyielding. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them. When he pulled them. Buck had killed his share of mutants in his time, but this one astonished even him. A normal wolverine was about ten to twelve inches tall and only two-feet long, weighing anywhere from sixteen to twenty-five pounds. It was known for its unwavering courage against animals that were ten times its size.This mutated wolverine stood close to two feet tall and five feet long. Its mouth opened as it grunted revealing three-inch long teeth.The mutant's four-inch claws ripped into the soft ground with.