But my status as an Animorph has always seemed like an accident. The others, like I said, all knew each other, are all about the same age, are actuall... pretty fit. I, on the other hand, am overweight, nearsighted, and only got to know them through our various missions to stop the invasion. It has been helpful in some cases. The Yeerks would never suspect the fat blind human of being a rebel, but hey, I’m a teenager too. And since I don’t know them much apart from our Animorph status, I have. "He smiled. "Of course, your duty, no thought of payment I'm sure."I smiled and felt my cock tremble. The girl's mother was luscious and available; right on the brink of becoming someone's mistress while her worthless husband dallied and drank himself to the grave. I intended to help him along, claim the mother for my entourage and, of course, become the girl's doting step-father or something close to that, guardian perhaps, lover of course. Her ripe and dripping cherry was my ultimate goal.But. You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that Karen,' he whispers, his voice full of agony and pleasure. He kneels beside me, I try and raise my hand to stroke his ready to burst cock, but I can barely raise my hand. 'I-I... I've never orgasamed like that before... I can b-barely move...' I whisper, my body still shivering with pleasure. 'It's okay,' he whispers, softly stroking my breasts. He looks down at his massive aching cock, which is covered in pre-cum. He looks back up at me. "Why don'tyou each pick out a set of clothes that you think are particularly... niceand bring them back to us?" And you'll wear them for us?" Jack asked eagerly."They'll be modeled, don't worry," Giselle told them."But we don't know your sizes," Stan said. "What if we get them wrong?"Giselle shook her head. "Don't worry. You... men look experienced enoughto make the right choices. I'm sure that whatever you pick out will fitthe girl who wears it." She handed them each a small pink and.