"Wait! Let me go!" the sprite screamed, while struggling uselessly. Scale wise, she was as tiny compared to Misty, as Misty was compared to the giant ...opper down in the meadow below! "You can't do this! Please, let me go!" I asked you a question, Golden! How old are you? How many Rutting seasons have you been the victim?" My name's Electra, and I, I'm sixty-eight years old today!" the lovely sprite wailed. Age did not matter much on Faeruhn. All the hermaphrodites on the planet were capable of. The first one being her skirt going away; showing the lack of garments underneath that would have caused him to probably have a massive stroke on the spot.The second was several mice and birds, familiars for many local minor magelings, gathered at the windows edge taking more than a passing interest as well of the events inside the room. Each one of them, both male and female alike kept watching with interest and excitement.Such was his loss.* * * * * *Found within another bedchamber, with. She's pretty independent, so I was surprised when my phone rang (she's president of the HOA) and asked if I could come over to look at something. I assumed it was a household need (leaking pipe, et al). She's always been pleasant & helpful to me, so - of course - I consented. It was about 11:00 a.m., and she's a go-getter, so I was surprised also to see her open the door and find her in her robe. I smiled, entered, and asked what I could do for her. She said her toilet was running (it was a. Which took for ever to wash off afterwards, I might add! It was if he wanted to take away my identity and turn me into some anonymous piece of trash!Then he'd fuck me – always in that same position – never any other way.He'd spit on my hole and on his hand and cock and place the end of it against my half open anus, rubbing it along and over my waiting hole, while he got into position. 'Oh FUCK! Stop – Stop – Stop! Oh My God – That Hurts!'I'd yell out, he always entered me forceably. He'd shove.