Her mutation would always make her an outcast. She might be able to hide it for a while, but eventually her own body would betray her. As a born Scavv...r, she knew that secrets never stay buried forever.So she'd never live in a crowded city, so she'd never have a husband – so what? She could still have a home in her nice warm cellar, and she would still have lovers. Lovers with warm fur and hot cocks that never failed to satisfy her. She didn't need to be afraid of them – her do-gs happily. She responded with sighs and moans and heavy breathing. He increased his speed and depth. She began to shake all over. “Ahhh. Ahhhh. Ooohhhh. Aaaahh.”Then their mutual orgasm hit. French threw his head back in a howl of victory, and Louise’s eyes rolled back in her head. His cock jetted gobs of cum into her pussy and coated her convulsing cervix. His orgasm lasted several minutes, followed by continued thrusts into her cunt as his orgasm subsided and their breathing relaxed and returned to. Then it hit me, that thing that touched my leg. Could it have done all of this? If so then what the hell was it and why did this to happen to me? As much as I wanted to go back to that beach and search for whatever it was that changed my life so drastically my schedule was just too full to find the time. Over the next three days I began to pack up my things so I could move into the University dorms. However, Claire had a better idea, she encouraged… more like enforced her plan on me moving into. That was when you could still buy things. Now he’d lost contact with her completely. If he could relocate in time, to when she was a still a little girl, he would devote himself, spend time with her, be the father he failed to be the first time around. Maybe they could have a real father daughter relationship, in time!Time was inconsequential to the Empress, and the news programs he created for her, had nothing to do with reporting actual events. Where and when he was, was unimportant. He could.