I am a god of infinite power, I thought grimly as she took my head in her hands, and I can’t even avoid getting molested by old women. I felt Gloria’s breath hot and sweet on my neck. I felt her voluptuous body melding its supple warmth along the curves of my own. I felt her blood-red lips press to the pulsing artery of my throat, and I felt her fangs sink into me. A concoction of Tera’s blood and vampiric venom seeped into my neck, and burned its intoxicating poison into my heart. My body relaxed into gelatinous butter, my cock engorged like a water balloon, and my mind opened. Gloria took an indulgent moment to taste my blood, and then pulled from my neck with a parting kiss, her tongue lapping up the droplets she missed. She gently guided our faces together until they touched at the forehead, and locked her gaze with mine. Her eyes were a sea of crimson, endless in their depths, and limitless in their expanse. The truth of the world seemed to emanate from their pupils, and the promise of desires fulfilled burned from their fiery rings. “Your Holiness,” Gloria’s voice sung gently as she ran soothing fingers through my hair, “we’re going to do a little psychotherapy today. I’m sorry, but I had to give you some injections to make you more… receptive, to my methods.” “Oh, I’m receptive,” I grinned stupidly, feeling like the king of the fucking world, “I am receptive as fuck! ” “That’s good to hear,” Gloria smiled broadly, displaying her glistening fangs between her crimson lips, “because we need to plant some ideas in that divine brain of yours, and they won’t bear fruit if the field is sour.” “Metaphors!” I exclaimed delightedly, “and topical metaphors! You are an absolute treat, Gloria.” “I’m glad you think so.” Gloria chuckled, and then directed my attention to the succubus pulling down my pants, “This is your sister.” “No,” I giggled, massage poking the silly vampire on the nose, “that is Tera. She asian is not my sister; she is a disgusting whore.” “That’s not a nice thing to say about your sister.” Gloria frowned. “But…” I said, cocking my head in confusion, “I just said she’s not my sister.” “Are you sexually attracted to her?” Gloria asked, gesturing to Tera, who was resting her chin on my thigh and staring covetously at the cock between my legs. “Oh, very much so!” I said, confirming the sentiment with a gesture to my obvious arousal, “And I am also sexually attracted to you! japan Are you going to have sex with me?” “Would you like me to?” Gloria smirked crookedly, running her tongue through the moist flesh of her lips, “Well, I am also your sister, Your Holiness; do you want your sister to have sex with you?” “But…” I trailed off, my brow furrowing in confusion, “you’re not my sister… are you?” “Of course, I am,” Gloria smiled, her crimson eyes deepening the longer I stared into them, “how can you doctor not know that?” “I…” I started, losing myself in the depths of her irises, their passionate hue blanketing my vision, “I don’t remember you.” “Look deeper,” Gloria whispered, “see for yourself.” Gloria’s irises gleamed their crimson passion, and her lips hovered longingly, just breaths away from my own. The depths of her eyes spoke with unequivocal honesty, and their lenses reflected images that melded seamlessly to memory. She was my sister, wasn’t she? Tera and Gloria were my big sisters, and Angela was my twin. Gloria, Tera and I shared our bodies, but Angela couldn’t, because Angela was dead. I had made a promise to Angela; I had promised to make her a new body, so that she could share it with me. I was so close to doing it, but I needed more training. I needed my big sisters to help me. I ran my hand up the silky expanse of Gloria’s belly, marveling at the texture of her flesh as it gave way to my calloused palm. I cupped a supple breast and pinched the nipple, twisting it like I knew she liked, somehow. Her red eyes drooped, their lids japanese dark with smoky liner, accentuating the blaze of her hellish irises. Our lips connected beneath our closing gaze, and our tongues entwined as our bodies pressed together. Her hand moved between us, and stroked me softly as I rotated her erect, pink node in my fingers, and ran my other hand along the graceful curve of her back. Her delectable kiss melted its desire into my mouth as her fingers drew me ever outward, ever harder. I could see his right elbow still moving, his biceps flexing, the small of his back stretching, then stretching some more. She then pulled me upwards. japan Here, taste yourself.” Even though they were both still slim and trim and in excellent shape, a handsome couple in almost anyone’s estimation, he didn’t feel like they would have much to celebrate. “What? “What's up faggot? “You aren’t smart. “See? asian But of all the girls they talked to, only one had a good experience her first time; she had chosen an older guy who lived a few doors down the street in her neighborhood. Don't want my sister to hear us." “She must have followed me. She was on me japanese just the other day, saying she saw me coming from the forest, and now this morning she must have trailed me here. "My doctor god aren't your nut sacks empty yet"? He gingerly rubbed the inside of her thighs… The last thing in the box was a small packet. "Yes." I was often abused by Zizthithana and Warleader Therek, the man she gave me to as a reward. I ordered. Our relationship massage was even weirder thanks to our mothers' relationships than the other girls. I sat up to pet him in thanks when we both heard the man whistle. The three of us took a nice shower and then dried off and got dressed, then I scanned her, and she was a positive then we scanned Barbie and she was a positive as well. When I’d been there before and had been shown the changing room I’d assumed that it was the ladies changing room but as we walked to the door I couldn’t see a Señoras or a Caballeros sign, and when I went in there was a man, a naked man, walking out of the showers. "Everything?" allowed too, not at your own leisure you little whore.