I decided to look at the pictureagain. This time the princess was wearing my trousers. I knew they were mytrousers because they were torn just below m... knee. I couldn't believe myeyes. The girl was looking more and more like a boy, while if I looked atmyself in the mirror I was looking more and more like a girl.I went to bed and counted the hearts on my pillowcase. Day 3The next day, I jumped out of bed and looked at the picture. Nothingchanged. The princess was still wearing my clothes."She. The fluctuations released from the silvery purple armor forced the seven teachers to put aside the implausible results of the clash between Livai and Zax, to raise again a mantle to protect their students.Livai's friends and Anet were also vigilant against the powerful fluctuations.Inside the circle, this time around, Livai did not blink while looking at Zax's method to protect himself from the fluctuations who emanated the power of nearly an Advanced phase Mist Lord. Yet, no matter how. Pull out! Pull out!I’m not protected. Don’t shoot in me! I’ll getpregnant!” It was hopeless. My body had betrayed me. Mylegs were locked behind his back, making it impossibleto pull out if he’d wanted to. I felt my pussy spasm,trying to draw his potent semen into my defenselesswomb. I was delirious with lust. At that moment nothingelse mattered. “Yessss! Fill me with your cum. Knock meup. Give me your baby!!!!” I passed to again. The next morning I was awakened by the feeling of ahard tongue in. All the while, he was watching everything that went on in the noisy, dusty, smoke filled cantina. His head and face were covered in a mass of dirty wild hair and thick beard, as his small, perpetually blood shot eyes, were constantly moving as he evaluated everyone and everything around him.Anger was in every crease and fold of his body, radiating off of him in an almost tangible presence that all but the drunkest immediately sensed and avoided. He was angry alright. Angry at everything and.