As I dress and leave the ring for the circular stands the money is still going up. The bid has long passed the auction house record and it takes a whi...e for the momentum to peak at an extraordinary sum. The bidding finished and the auction master comes over to me with the payment for my old milk cow.I tell him that I'm not happy. He said there would be stock worthy of exchanging my cow for but so far tonight I have seen nothing and my cow was by far the best specimen that he had sold for. Every Ur began life as a human child which, as it became older, was slowly transformed by its own bestial nature and inherent Magic into the creature of its own imaginings.The chief difference between the Brude and the Ur, as Block Harnish explained her understanding of it to me, was that the Brude were driven by specific self-imagery. They saw themselves as strong and implacable and enduring. Their ox-like physical features were simply a result of that, but they did not see themselves as. Gently pushing his cum-greased cock into Kitty's warm oval of a mouth, he felt her tongue slide hotly along the underside of his pulsating cock-shaft."Oh, honey," Mike gasped when the first electric shock of her tongue against his cock surged through his body. "That feels so good!"Kitty moaned quietly, her mouth tightly closed around the head of Mike's aching prick. The pungent taste of his cock-meat sent shivers of lust racing through her naked body.Thoroughly enjoying the taste and stiffness. Two stage girls helped them into theircostumes. It seemed this game was going to have a Puritan theme, asFreddy and Sue were dressed like pilgrim women. Sort of.They were stood in front of mirrors and a team of perky girls commenceddressing them. Dull grey wool stockings were rolled up their feet. Verydrab, but incredibly form fitting, stopping at mid-thigh. Over those werepulled billowing long dark skirts covered in pleats. Very conservative,until you realized they didn't have on any.