She began to do what she was commanded like she was a puppet. She started by rubbing her pussy slowly in circles. Quickly the pace increased and she s...arted to lose control. Her legs began to quiver as she slowly was reaching her climax. Across the yard May watched as she stripped and made her a toy for her to watch. Her new toy was shaking as she made her edge over and over. She smiled as Megan as slowly was being transformed into a slut. Megan was masterpiece in the workings as May made her. Being run down and taken over by sharp edges, clean lines, driven to control rather than let events unfold. I cry, watching my flowers, trees, waters, and life be destroyed by the human race. Known by many names; Gaea, Akka, Danu, Jord, Neith, as well as a host of other words all roughly translating to Mother Earth. I am patience embodied, relaxation personified. What you see around you would not exist save for me, and my creation of your planet. Humans are both the best and worst forms of life. . I had affected it. However insignificant, there was a pulling back. The slightest of tremors. The chatter of its kind grew in speed and intensity. Concern, an odd, sterile outrage, a cold anger and ... fear?The One shifted its focus entirely to me, abandoning the pushing and prying. I sensed vast age. Age beyond reckoning. A part of me could see all of it and a part of it could see all of me. It took from me but left me whole. Absorbing what it is to be human. Emotions that are pure and hot.I. Her attacker was out of Fiona’s field of vision. Fiona had hoped that it was over but soon saw that the worse was yet to come. Claudette had strapped on an impossibly large dildo and was in the process of mounting her. The only cock of any kind to have ever penetrated Fiona’s pussy had been on her late attacker. Typically he had a small dick, which had been removed by his murderer. Fiona did pleasure herself regularly but used only her slender fingers. The monster cock between Claudette’s.