Might as well at least try to find a motel, she thought. She knew how a woman like her sleeping in the streets would go through, and despite her past ...s a street fighter the last thing she needed that day was some idiot man addempting to take advantage of her beautiful body.Yeah. Beautiful. And yet not pretty enough to keep her ex’s slutty legs closed for more than a week.23, hot as hell, sad as fuck. Great.“Oi! Kaede, right?” She stopped on her tracks even before she could make one step,. She pulls it out and places it on the couch to study it. Now the worm resembles a watermelon. The skin is different as well, displaying a pale pink color, partially covered by the usual layer of white slime. It smells delicious, just like the plant it came from. The pod seems to breathe, contracting its form like a lung. A squishy sound catches her attention as a small opening appears in the upper side of the pod and a little tentacle comes out. It is very thin and only a few inches. "Make her lick it all up," Celia cried delightedly. "Make her clean up herown filth with her tongue."I immediately grabbed Denise by the back of her neck and forced her down tothe offending emissions that covered my exposed inner thighs and orderedher to clean it up or else face unspeakable consequences. Denise appliedherself to the task without complaint as she was by now well trained intodoing what she was told without question. When she had finished cleaningher filth from me, I again. "Thought this was an open invitation!" i said, as i ground my crotch into her arse."Yeah. Well, its not!" she said firmly."This is my new bikini, and don't want you ruining it, by making me all hot wet! So get off!" she added angrily.So i quickly let go and stepped back, before turning and heading towards the backdoor, and my mother stood upright again and muttered "Prick!"I then headed outside to the back garden, it wasn't a huge back garden, but we did have a nice rectangular lawn, and it was.