I am sorry. Closing his eyes and readying for the pain of his death to come, Jonar was shocked when he heard Gnusyl's triumphant roar of challenge and...felt the surging muscles beneath him as his friend carried them towards the Dark God. "What is this treachery? What God protects you, whelp?" demanded the now enraged God towering over the charging Gnath and his companion.Jonar was wondering what happened when Gnusyl whispered in his mind, the Dark One's magic hit us and flashed bright blue and. A warm feeling flowed through me as I looked at the images of me as a very pretty little girl. I followed the line of photos along the wall until I came to some of this little boy who looked familiar in some way. It took a few minutes to realise it but the young boy was me! How could this little boy in these photos be me? I was a pretty little girl, not a young boy, or was I? Things we're slowly starting to slot into place in my mind. I was now a little girl, that did little girl things and. The very thought made her hard as a rock.The best part was that drinking Futa cum would deliver an extra dose of the same drug. The more a male slave drank, the more they wanted to serve and please. Josh was about to get his first liquid dose, momentarily.She wouldn't make him deep throat or get too rough with him today. There was plenty of time for that later. Today was about breaking in their very first office bitch. Josh had no idea what was in store for him. He was probably thinking this. ” I bark. “I’s sarry masser Hopkins, very sarry”, she wines as she crawls out of the wagon bed. “You think you can just hoar your daughter out and make the decisions around here…you think that you have a right to decide who, how, and what will take place?” I holler as I grab her by the arm and pull her a short distance to a large stump. “Strip, I tell her gruffly.” She looks at me wide eyed again, and slowly pulls on her apron strings to untie her kitchen attire. After it falls to the dirt, she.