I was no longer afraid to show what I had to boys or to girls as they all were afraid of me anyways. I would wear short skirts that showed my short lo...ely legs, tight fitting sweaters and low cut tops any chance I got to show off my big fucking tits. Some of the boys and even a couple girls were always checking my tits out but they knew they could look but if they touched or called me names, I was going to kick their asses. I also became the most sought after girl in my class however I still. Those who do will catch humans and use them as breading tools as well as food. If caught by these at particular times of the year a human can expect to be kept alive even longer or even released once breading is completed. Mutants who don’t need a host to bread capture humans for the food they provided and the future after getting caught by one of them is significantly bleaker.Humans have responded to this by banding together and by going through some mutations of their own. Human birth rates. Punish you?" I asked.My mother's face had gone slightly pale. She gazed at me for a long moment. Then, looking away, she quietly replied, "Yes. He used to spank me whenever he decided that I'd crossed the line."Emboldened by that knowledge, I continued. "Did he do that to you on the day he died?" No," she replied. "He told me that I was lucky he was running late, or he would have turned me over his knee and spanked me like a bad little girl." She sniffled, on the verge of tears. "He ... he. Les was staying in a hotel 35 miles away because everything else was booked when he made his reservations. So, I offered for him to stay at the cabin for the week. We left the reception early. Les followed me to the cabin. My cunt was getting so wet anticipating and fantasying about what might happen in the hours to come – the juices started flowing down my leg!We arrived at the cabin. I invited Les in with a sexual urgency. We were no sooner in the door than I turned to give him a very.