She was cute. Young cute. You know, the sort of cute you would accuse any fourteen-year-old of being, provided that she was in fact cute. She was not ...he kind of cute that anyone who knew what I did for fun on the Internet would think I meant if I called her cute. She was cute, that's all and you can quit thinking like that at any time... "Hello, Mr. Gamera." Hello, Gina." I said like I would to anyone. "How are you?" I'm doing great. I got part of your cookie order. I have another couple wagon. She left the room and I heard her open the adjacent bathroom.I kept thinking about the other boudoir pre-wedding photos I had taken of Jenn and what a wild day that had been. Smiling I grabbed my phone and started flipping through the pictures until I had found the handful of those particular shots I had taken all those years ago. I kept a few on the phone to remind her of how naughty she could be and to get her going sometimes.I didn’t even hear her come back, but I looked up and Amanda was. You pushed Ashley too far when you brought that woman home and fucked her in your basement while your wife was upstairs in the bedroom. From this point on you will obey our friends, and us whether female or male, and you will be used as it pleases us, not you asshole. Do you understand??Yes I understand Mistress,? I answered quickly. I have to get out of here and away from that crazy woman and my crazy wife. That is what I truly understand. It seems as if they have gone mad but they will pay. I repaired, and then re-animated a dead organism. You are mere flotsam left unjettisoned in my haste. I allow you to exist, such as that existence may be, but I didn't fix you. As for your other query, if you're referring to your body mass, the answer is, yes. That would be easily accomplished. Would one hundred kilos of mass be sufficient to your needs?" Is that around two hundred and twenty pounds?" Very close to that. Is there anything else you require?" How are you going to do it? If it.