Fir wo andar gayi, aur ek oil ki bottle lekar aayi, jo ek massage oil tha. Ye dekh kar maine kaha-Main: Arre waah! Sab kuch rakha hua hai aapne to.Wo ...uskurayi aur boli: Aap apni t-shirt nikaal do, aur ulta let jao.Maine waisa hi kiya aur wo dher saara oil meri back pe gira kar maalish karne lagi, aur saath me baate karne lagi. Guys you know she is hot, and wo t-shirt aur pajama pehne hui thi. Usne andar bra bhi nahi pehni thi, jisse uske boobs ek-dum bade the, jo saaf pata lag rahe the.Uske. Show me what a nasty slut you are.’ A little whimper escaped her throat. I’d hit the right nerve. ‘You told me you wanted to be my personal cocksucker- now’s your chance.’ I brushed a stray lock of hair away from her eyes so I could see as she opened her smeary red lips wide and engulfed the whole head. I’m somewhat strange in that receiving head isn’t my favorite thing, but this was more than head. This was someone offering up a piece of themselves- stripping their soul bare to a total. Aunt Karen, looking flustered, was at the stove. Kim, grinning like a Cheshire cat, was sitting at the table with Bud. ‘Morning, boss,’ Bud said, smiling broadly. ‘Morning,’ Tommy replied, sitting down. ‘Ah…Tommy,’ Aunt Karen said, ‘there’s a strange truck in the driveway. Do…do you know anything about it?’ ‘I bought it yesterday,’ the young man said. His aunt turned, her mouth open. ‘Wha…you did?’ she stammered. ‘I thought it would be nice if I had my own vehicle,’ he said. ‘I saw it. It’s. I caused their balls to get sucked inside their bodies as pussies emerged just like with Madeira. They grew breasts of at least a respectable size without losing their cocks, of course ... they were futa, too, now. Wait, how did I do that? That’s a bit more than my earlier gifts should have permitted, right?“It’s because you’re transforming into a God, my dear son ... oh, by the way, thanks for letting Freddie breed me with a fifth spawn. The first two are yours. The third is Ray’s. The fourth.