Recurring tales of creatures who can transform themselves." Werewolves?" There are no werewolves," she said, with a slight smile."There didn't used to...be."This was a friendly disagreement we'd had before. I insisted that since I could turn into something that most people would recognize as a werewolf, then I was a werewolf. Leonora had other standards than simple imitation of a Hollywood special-effect."There are no Dragons, either." She declared, trumping my argument."OK, let's assume he can. There was a forest of shapely female legs topped by short skirts and several degrees of breast exposure. My sister dragged me around the room by a hand introducing me to her friends. One girl, Jill, sent shivers up my spine, she was small, maybe 5’1’ but the dark eyed elf was cuter than any girl I’d ever dreamed of meeting. Since this was a couple’s only party there were as many guys as girls.As we stepped away from her friends Holly muttered under her breath “Son-of-a-bitch!”“What?”“There he. “Happy now, Annie?” she says with a smile.She sits up, legs up and knees together, letting her skirt slip up round her waist.“Can you see anything?” she asks.I can see the curve of her bum cheeks up her skirt, but that’s about it.“Not really, Sarah.”“How about this?”And she parts her knees slightly, just giving me a glimpse up between her thighs. Oh wow, I can see the pink of her bare slit. It even looks a bit moist. She shuts her legs again quickly.“My turn again, Annie.”Oh lord, I really. It’s already tied to the toilet and once Jo has you collared you are tethered to the toilet by your neck. She pulls the chain tight and you find yourself unable to move or leverage at all.All that’s left now is for her to take her seat. Mount her throne. She straddles your neck and uses two fingers to pry herself open for you. ?Take a good look honey, after all this is the reason you’re here and not taxiing down that runway now with your girlfriend. If it wasn’t for ‘its’ needs, ‘its’.