But this was magnificent. Didn’t it bother her that she was so upset? Yeah, kind of, he said, but there was no other way to make a baby.The man reap...eared to screw his mate more frequently. By ten hours he was doing her every ten minutes, penetrating her deep, thrusting hard and fast and coming after about two minutes, followed by eight minutes of catching his breath. Whether he was resting or copulating, the woman kept pleading with him to stop and let her go, but he didn’t. Blood was oozing. I was confused atthe sensitivity of the airflow over my nipples. I looked down to find mychest swollen into what looked like a pair of women's breasts."W-what the fuck is this!?" I panicked. I sprung to my feet only tocollapse again to the floor.I curled up in the corner of the room, tears welling up in my eyes. Theold man shuffled toward me and opened his hands in a passive gesture."Owka wa jinna ja" he mumbled.He waved one of his hands down toward his pelvis then pointed at mine. Ifollowed a. "Someone near my head was calling out for someone to find and bring the doctor to me, immediately. It was also indicated that the messenger's life depended on it.I felt a hand being inserted under my head. I was lifted up slightly, and I felt some sort of cup being brought to my lips. I drank whatever it was in the cup and immediately felt the warm burning sensation of alcohol. It was some sort of wine ... very strong wine, but wine, nevertheless."Cautio, imbibo sensim" he told me. "Regius. "You created a lot of work for me with your little display."His hand shot out and grabbed my throat. His eyes narrowed and his lips twisted into a cruel smile as his grip tightened like a hydraulic clamp. I struggled breath as he lifted me into the air. I tried for his hand. "Don't touch me." I dropped my hands. The pressure in my head was immense. My eyes opened wide as I struggled to get air. The world was turning gray. My mind was mush. TreFual spoke and punctuated every word with surges of.