Mary wore a very, very short plaid skirt with a matching plaid thong underneath. The delightful curve of the lower half of her ass was easily seen as ...he strutted around the room. Sometimes she would turn around and pretend to pick something up to tease me. Normally it would’ve excited me, but being cooped up in the quarantine started to have an effect on my libido. Mary could tell, rather quickly, that something wasn’t right with me. The most obvious thing that gave it all away was the fact. She saw a few old huts by the shore and inland a metal fenced perimeter. There was a nice sandy beach, but that would doubtless not be for her to spend the summer months on!Behind that high fence she imagined would be her new home and scene of her transformation from a dissipated young trollop into a Right Thinking person. In would go a dirty little foul-mouthed slut and out would come a Model Citizen - the first of many to be redeemed by means of the Professor's invention. She wished she could. Sarah studied thedamp shining tip then 'spoke' to it."Well hello little fellow. Is this your first appearancesince the changes?"Michael's eyes closed as his lids became heavy and henodded his head hypnotically to confirm Sara's suspicions.Sarah gently manipulated the organ still further and itcontinued to extend from the sheath. Wendy gaped withsurprise as the shaft continued to grow and stiffen.Eventually it was bigger than a well-endowed man's andWendy felt an embarrassing twitch in her own. "They cut off my mother's head and spiked it on a stake in the centre of the village. They urinated on her mutilated face and forced my villagers to follow suit. Those that did not were tortured and killed. They then took us into captivity and the booty was shared between the Knights' villages who'd banded together to attack us."Quagga's memories of her own capture were hazy. She'd been a child when the Knights conquered her village—too young to be raped even by them. Her mother survived, but.