"Here is the contract, read it carefully. It allows us to review our relationship after the third, sixth and twelfth month of the contract. After that...it becomes binding for two years. Kimmee, I cannot tell you how much I thank you for agreeing to help me like this."I did not even glance at the contract, I just signed it and told him I was honored he'd chosen me. It turns out I probably should have read it before I signed it; however, everything has turned out fine, so far.Everything was fine. D. after his name, could tell you to drink a pint of your piss for breakfast, and you'd comply. "The CDC announced all Americans should partake in a hearty first meal of the day, washing it down with at least 16 ounces of their own urine."There's Bob barfin' on the front lawn, his cum-crusted tie droppin' into the waterfall of pork fat and chicken embryos he's regurgitating, as he races to enslavement. "Wouldn't wanna be late for that prison sentence you call your 'job,' would ya', Bobby. Opal kneeled before him and yanked his shorts off. She dove on his semi-erection, sucking hard like a straw, trying to slurp out cum. Fallston felt his cock stretch from the vacuum pull and then inflate to stay at that length. He got fatter, filling the little Oriental woman’s mouth with his raw meat. Opal bobbed her head, sliding half the shaft out. Only three quarters of his new longer length would fit. She worked that top portion for all she was worth. Fallston put his hands on her head to. No harm will come to them. We are testing to detect their loyalty and whether they are worthy of becoming your sister-brides, in the true sense. If they pass, we will upgrade their bodies and intellect to match yours.” The Guardian explained.“I am not ready to be married yet! I’m still getting used to being 16 years old, and now you want me to marry four girls at once?”“Are you opposed to the idea, or is there something else at work here?”“I am not fundamentally against the idea. I can’t love.