Well technically all the other henchgirls were currently wearing their regulation issue nighties and fuzzy slippers, it being bed time and all, but in...general I mean.It is a pretty good uniform, truth be told — sort of steampunky and cut to show off my amazing bod. Certainly like a bajillion times better than the bug body-suits the Queen Bee makes her minions wear or the soooooo out of date disco suits Eighties Queen foists on her staff.It consisted of black thigh high boots with good stomping. Marion was confused when they stopped in front of the old infirmary.“It took Alice commanding almost a hundred workers a day and a half to clean these rooms to her standards when she got here.” Gabriel said as they were acknowledged by the guard and let in.Inside Marion was amazed at how clean the room was. Not only that but there was bed after bed all down the length of the room. Each one had someone laying in it and each one had a chart at the foot of the bed facing the isle. Not only that. Its grayish skin was shiny under the light, while its red eyes were gleaming down at them with their six-inch mandibles snapping back in forth."Now, everyone, meet the enemy. This creature would rather eat you, than be friends. In 2498 or year 22 PD, which is Post Discovery of the enemy, they will destroy the earth. In the final battle, this ship was hurled back in time to 800 AD. She has been sitting here ever since then, waiting to be discovered by the human race."Just before the ship dropped. ‘Mmmmmm… Harry!’ moaned Ginny, not yet realizing that it was not Harry, but Ron squeezing her pert little teen ass. Instead of turning around and reciprocating, Ginny remained still, letting Ron massage her juicy butt, while she moaned in approval.Ron, dazed and inattentive, failed to realize that Ginny had called him Harry and instead of pulling his hand of his sister’s lovely and shapely ass, kept on massaging it with increased vigor. Just like in every other fantasy, Ron quickly followed.