Vitiana and Ashneel were on the bed at the far side of the room. I watched Ashneel lift Vitiana’s dress over her head, as she struggled to get his ...horts down. Then they fell on each other.James kept swaying to the music, one hand creeping down my back and cupping my ass. He lifted the dress up and turned me to the boys, showing them my naked butt. I could feel him beckoning them with his head, but they kept playing. I knew what he was up to, but was past caring now. I looked over to the bed,. "I thought you knew better than to bring your girlfriend here." Mr. Quince, I can explain. Look at this." Michael quickly held the mouse down and injected it with the solution. I hope this works, he prayed to himself.Almost instantly the mouse started to writhe and change under his hand. Michael jerked back his hand and stared at the mouse. Its fur receded and its arms and legs began to grow. Its claws grew into impossibly tiny fingers, recognisably human. Then suddenly it stopped and the. “Why Bobo what?” “You know what I’m talking about. I know what I saw. Why are you and him, pole licking?” “Darlin’, we’re pole dancing too!” He smiled. Waverly also smiled. Wynonna looked like she was about to kick his ass. “Since when do I need to ask for your blessings for anyone that I want to be with? You’re not my mother, and you’re not my wife. I also have never stuck my nose into your sex life. It’s not my place to tell YOU who to fuck. It’s my life if I want to spend it with Bobo.” He. Your face became a mess, black streaks of mascara mixed with tears are rolling down your cheeks, drool is dripping down the sides of your mouth and underneath it. The silence in the room is total except for the sound of you gagging and choking as I abuse your throat. You can't speak, you can't move, I allow you to simply exist and, be my fuck toy. In that moment, you are not a mother, not a woman not a wife anymore. Just a dirty slut whose body is to be used to please.As I feel I am about to.