The four young beauties were probably more ready than I was.Since yesterday morning Catla, and all my mates really, had been building them up with pro...ises of new more functional clothes and foot wear. Why wouldn't they be ready to go? And I was sure as hell ready to help. It had been a while since we'd had a good bathing and shaving party.I wasn't the only one getting a show though. While Shayta filled the tub with warm water the four suspects stripped off their hide clothing, such as it was,. " She said and she handed him five sheet's of paper, "Think who would best fit these models." she said.He grabbed them then looked at the sheets, the standard model was the typical futa model standing from 5 feet to 6 with a dick that could be anywhere from 3 to 8 inches long, and 1 to 2 inches thick flaccid. Which could become 10 to 16 inches long, and 1 to 3 inches thick hard with balls going from the size of apples to the size of honeydew melons. Their breasts could be from C to F cups in. The fact that I felt a burning (no not that kind of burning) need to find someone to fuck was strange because it felt so at odds to the rest of the situation. I sat on a ruined throne, gazing at the titanic chunks of stone torn from the ceiling and walls in some great battle that had ended my predecessor, in a great spire that wrapped itself around the highest of the sheer, misty peaks that dotted the indistinct landscape below. An air of grandiose malice hung low in the air, and yet my. "Sharon, darling, did they speak to you?" No-o-o, so I couldn't warn you. Why didn't they speak to me? Have I done something wrong/" No, my sweet. You told us that Tig would be safe. She was. Alison and Doug made sure of that because Neil had organised them. They didn't and haven't let you down. Have they?"Sharon looked at him through tear-filled eyes and shook her head."So you haven't let us down either, have you?"Sharon shook her head again."Deborah and Annette are taking everything in their.