His bed typical of most males is unmade and the carpet needs replaced ithas seen better times.Five foot four inches in height, the mouse brown hair st...aggly, uncombed,heaven only knows when that face had a shave never even a face cloth. Hishands are ragged and the nails broken and dirty.Those light blue eyes dull and almost lifeless at what he is.That body so out of condition the inevitable pot belly appears as he hasgrown older.Well today is Valentine's Day and he really makes the effort on. She looked over at me and asked, “For what *huff*?”I looked back at her and replied, “For cumming inside.”“Oh, don't worry about that,” She pauses to breathe a little bit, “I was hoping you would,” She smiles a cute yet evil smile.“Why?” I asked.“Because you're mine now,” She said with a giggle.“What does that mean?” I asked.“Well it doesn't mean that i'm pregnant, at least i hope not, i just wanted to claim you,” She looks down at herself and then looks at the ceiling.“Why now though, why not. ," she said, laughing in spite of her surprise. "Are you sure you're up for that? You know, my three girls can be a real handful—especially when they're turned loose in a clothing store."Seeking to reassure her, Randy said, "I'm sure the girls and I would get along fine. In addition, I'd love to take them shopping. You have no idea how much fun it would be for me. This will give the girls a chance to get to know me a little better," he pointed out."Besides... , seeing them in their natural. With a start, he realized that she hadn’t even used her powers on him yet. This was just the tip of the iceberg of what she could do. Who knew what she could make him feel if she were to reach inside him and stir his brain like a pot of stew, playing with his emotions and his perception just as she did with his nerves. She could scramble his mind like a hit of LSD with a wave of her hand.She gripped his hips to hold him still, her claws sinking into the meat of his butt, and he watched her.