‘It’s almost unfair. If their growth was not limited, Deformed Beings would have been just too frightening! Like the Four Wings Stork, each of the...Horned Eel’s attack possesses immense might. For humans and beasts to execute such attacks require the mastering of top grade techniques or, alternatively, contemplate for many, many, many years to invent one on our own. Yet, for Deformed Beings those abilities are all innate! No wonder they are labeled as Nature’s most beloveds’. Zax sighed. "You're my wife," she whispered back."Only in the house," I whispered back."I require you to wear panties all the time," she whispered."I like the pink ones," I whispered."I know," she said and then giggled."I like to wear the garter belts and stockings, too," I said."So do I, especially when I'm being fucked in the ass," she said."We're in agreement there," I said."Layla said we could keep the Manga outfits," she said."That's cool," I said."We'll have to see which of us can wear which ones.. "Ray grinned back. "I can't think about our customers that way." Sure, you can. And do," the old man laughed. "I was always horny when I was young. I thought about pussy all the time. You're probably no different."Ray didn't say anything, but the old man had it right. Ray was twenty-six, hung like a horse, and primed to fuck; especially white women. He didn't know why, since he'd screw a woman regardless of race, but white bitches turned him on the most. If they were married, it only got. My hands glided up from his shoulder until I had his face in my hands.“I love you, Wes,” I said, and as I blinked, a single tear slid down my face. Wes wiped it away with the pad of his thumb.“I love you, head, ribs, fingers, toes and all,” he said. “So much, you have no idea.”“I’m trying to understand,” I said, pulling his face down. I kissed him; soft, sweet, slow. “Help me learn, Wes. I’m not ... good at this.”“There’s nothing to it,” he assured me. “All you have to do is let go. Whatever.