She began to weepquietly.The two priests began to take in the crowd once more, looking us allover. Finally, they stopped before Bob and I. My stomach ...anced as wewaited. One reached out and grabbed my arm in an iron grip. "You willpartake boy." He stated.Bob stepped forward reflexively, "He's just a kid...you don't..." Oneof the priests gestured, sending Bob sprawling backwards as if struck."HE WILL PARTAKE!" the priest insisted. Resigning myself, I followedthe priest's orders.Shaking a bit, I. Sarah had always been in charge of the major decisions, but nowshe was making the minor ones too. She got in the habit of walking pastme and tapping the front of my pants, just to hear the familiar clank.She started calling me Tinkerbelle more often. Sometimes, just Tink.She started expecting me to cook our meals. To clean our floors. Toiron our clothes.Once a week, she would lay out a dress for me to wear. Then twice aweek. Then all the time. A bra and heels were common for me now. When. The two had not committed suicide like the others in the bunker so they could take care of the aliens. However their reluctance to eat from the aliens food supply had robbed them of strength. The aliens had turned the tables and cared for them. The women, Toni and Ingrid, were lured into making Felicity their home. The two were partners in a relationship. They soon had over one hundred very close friends. After their breathing problems had been solved the remaining Gaan were given the. The effect of the hot spices was like sharp needles penetrating my flesh, and soon every part of me was on fire. Leonard was stroking his penis with long slow strokes until it was standing out from his body like a ramrod. I had seen many naked men in my job, but it was by far the biggest and thickest I had ever seen, and I wondered what it would feel like inside me.My level of arousal was by now higher than I had ever known, and in my intoxicated state I was desperate to be possessed and.