" Amy and I have discussed this a bit," said Jim, "and we don't see them as a God-like entity and they don't either, although, to a primitive culture,...they would seem God-like, well actually so would we. Whatever, it is good that our paths crossed when they did. We shouldn't over analyze what we've observed, even if it is tempting to do so." They each had a sense that the concept was correct."I think those on Dóchas will be really pleased, when they see how far this has progressed," said. "No, still a boy," shesaid sadly. "But it is much smaller than it was. Like when I was alittle boy." She turned to River. "Why didn't it make me a girl?" The river hesitates in giving too much of a gift," she said. "Inyour case, you are still young. You now look like a girl, and caneasily hide that bit that isn't. What's more, the river will give youmore in time. A lot soon, in fact. Right now you look like an 11 or12-year-old. Later this week we will come back to the river, and itwill help you. I realized after a bit however that my movement was starting to try to encourage the spanks to land closer to my pussy, my legs spreading with each spank. I had long since lost count of the spanks by the time I realized how turned on I was becoming. I was shocked with myself! How could I be enjoying this? With the same precision that the spankings had started, they stopped. I over heard the judge thank and dismiss the officer, promissory to send his cuffs back to the precinct. Once. The air whooshed. I jumped. His arm smashed the ground hard, splashing a naked woman struggling to break out of her stockade in mud and grass. I landed with a purring laugh, throwing a mocking grin at the treeman.“You have to try harder than that to squash this naughty pussy!” I wiggled my ass at him, flashing my tight slit between my thighs. “You'll never get in this snatch. So you have to kill me. So pathetic! No wonder every woman prefers flesh and blood cock to limp, wooden dicks!”He roared.