"You're asking for it, Abby" I said in a low voice as I quickly lifted and turned her onto her back below me. Leaning over her, we made brief eye cont...ct. Her blonde hair was now draped all across the blanket, and her blue eyes had yearning look to them. I could tell by her now heavy breathing that she was ready, and I was going to tease her much longer. No longer being gently, I dragged my hands down her sides to her hips, where I hooked my fingers under the waist band of her bikini bottoms.. It twisted, swelled, shaped into a tendril.Reached.I ran, instinctively loping down the tunnel to the outside. Panting,giant breasts swinging, orangutan-arms reaching the floor to give me aboost, spittle running from the corners of my mouth. My new body wasstrong but it was not built for sprinting.I emerged, breathing hard. I swung to look behind me, barely evennoticing the way my breasts and hair lagged behind the motion in myalarm.Nothing.It occurred to me that I may have overreacted. For all. I had watched and saw that they would allow a loaner or two too continue and maybe even join in with them. I challenged the star runner to a sprint and won, the team was aghast that I had out run their star and mobbed the coach to allow me to come and train with them in the even hours. I got to know most of the college track team and we trusted each other, they allowed me to come out all summer long and sprint with them. On more than one occasion I was allowed to return to their shower and. “Like Viktor. Just like fucking Viktor. So fucking sure of yourselves, of what you’re doing, of what’s led you here, that you think it’s okay. It’s not okay, you stupid fucks. Christ, how many fucking Kindred have died because of you two. Not Maria, not Viktor, just you two, poisoning every interaction so Carthians and Invictus couldn’t help but hate each other? All because you’re both so fucking full of yourselves you can’t accept you’re both pissed at each other when you should be.