I held back a yawn. He was visibly frustrated.Suddenly, his cock grew tenfold, his body covered in purple feathers, his hands turned into paws, his fe...t into talons, and his mouth into a sharp, curved beak. The owlbear gripped my shoulders tightly in his paws, but He couldn’t sink his claws in my Mythril-hard skin. I felt no pain from his rough caresses, only pleasure. He was as gentle as an owlbear can be. I rolled to the side, prone and facing away from him. He ravaged my cunt for minutes on. "What are we to do Herr Doctor?" the young one asked. The older man that the younger had called doctor was staring straight ahead seeing something that only he could see. Shaking his head the older man said, "For now we need to follow them. We cannot lose them! They are my greatest creation and it is far too late to start again. That, plus I don't think the Führer will let us rebuild. No I think we need to follow them and mold them further to aid the cause.” "How dare you speak of the Führer. I get very turned on by women wearing nylons and blue jeans. We then proceeded to sit down in the den. Rather than tuck her feet under her as many women do, she crossed her legs. I find that women who hide their feet do not like men to look at them. However this women was in no way hiding her feet. We discussed a variety of subjects, but she then brought up the subject of her feet, maybe because I could not keep my eyes off them. She told me that she never wore shoes inside because she liked. " That might be safer for all of us," Sam said with a laugh. "Aren't you going to eat?" No, I already ate," she answered and then added with a smile, "I'll just watch you."Sam started to respond but stopped. She could see a look of devotion in the pretty girl's eyes... or was it something more? A chill went down her spine as she began to eat.When breakfast was over, Sally got up from the table to get the snowsuits. However, Sam stopped her, taking her hand and leading her to the sofa."We need.