Wearing Red pumps, cream pants with a red stripe down each leg and a cream halter top it’s obvious she has returned to the gym. She’d taken painst...king efforts to get ready for this day. On the day the travel arrangements were made, a year ago, she set out to look as sexy as she felt. It took forever to decide what to wear, she almost wore a dress but decided against it. She wanted to be comfortable enough to fly but still look like candy, after all, the wait was finally over, she was going to. Not to mention the men, too blinded by pussy to see the truth of the women they leapt to defend from the truth when Jason couldn't stop himself from speaking it in time.Between Human Resources getting on his case and his boss long since run dry of patience, Jason knew he had weeks left in his job at best.Luckily, he only needed a few more hours to deploy the project he'd really been putting his effort into, hidden in a half finished sub-basement of the facility. Added to the plans so neatly. Zane and the colonel sat against the headboard sharing sips from a vodka bottle. If at all possible, seeing Zane naked, he looked even younger. He looked frail as skinny as he was, his rib cage clearly outlined through his skin. Unblemished by even the slightest of pubic down. Zane was certainly a late bloomer.His longish slender cock was tipped with a bead of foreskin, his balls did hang low I noticed, well pronounced cherry-sized orbs weighted them down in his pink sack that hung between his. They look like bipedal frogs with small leathery wings, their skin a bumpy dark purple.The demons smile as the nearly nude women are dragged in. Half chewed food dropping from wide mouths to land on giant paunchy bellies.The struggling women are dragged over to the table. Salacia bent over her chest landing on a greasy plate of potatoes. Lewdra lifted bodily on her back.With a pleased “Aaah!” One purple monstrosity reaches out and grasps the warrior’s thong tearing away her last protection.@.