” Willowbud snarled into my face, and the words she was saying were spoken with two voices. One was hers, but the other was gravely and low, feminine, but feral. I stared with quivering, wide eyes, shrinking beneath her, “I told the bitch not to touch him! I told her to keep her fucking hands of him, but she WOULDN’T LISTEN!” Spittle flew from Willowbud’s mouth and speckled my face, her hands pounded against the steel, the whole tower seeming to shake with her strikes. “Now she gets what’s coming to her!” Willowbud’s grin was manic, her eyes were fevered, “Now she’ll understand!” Willowbud reached out like she’d grab my chin, but her fingers hovered just short, as if something was stopping her from touching me, “I beat her, Lucilla.” Willowbud hissed, “She tried her best, but I was better. I raped her soul into submission. I turned her into… I turned her into…” Willowbud’s fervor faded, her expression slackened. She withdrew her fist from the hole she’d made in my chair, and stumbled backward, collapsing on the ground. She collected her legs like a child collecting a blanket, and she tucked her knees beneath her chin, and began rocking slowly back and forth. She looked at me, and there was terror in her eyes. “I don’t know what’s happening to me, Lucilla.” Willowbud whispered, and it was only her voice speaking now, but it sounded different than I’d ever heard her before. It was soft, and weak. “It’s like’s there’s fingers in my head, and they’re grabbing and ripping, tearing out memoires I thought I’d killed.” Willowbud buried her head into her knees, “I just want to forget, but Sister Julia won’t gays let me! Why won’t she let me forget?!” Willowbud fell to her side, shaking in the fetal position, “I gay almost killed a child today. I looked into her eyes, and I saw me staring back; me before everything happened, me when I was still… me. I hated her for having a future; Willowbud hated her for having the future I should’ve had! I wanted to kill her, but Night Eyes showed me the better path.” Willowbud wiped her nose on her hand, “I turned her into me, I stole threesome her future, and I gave her my past, then… I lied about why I did it! Why? Tell me why!” Willowbud’s head jerked up, her body twisted behind her, and she crawled to me. I pushed myself into the back of their chair, trying vainly to get away. Her rage had been one thing, but this was much more terrifying. Willowbud reached for me, but once again, she wouldn’t touch me. She stopped, and instead knelt at my feet like a dog. “Why?” she pleaded, “Why am I feeling these things? What’s wrong with me?” “I… think… you might have issues.” I said breathlessly, the words coming from me without thought. Willowbud blinked, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. Then, she smiled a small, almost pleasant smile. “Issues.” Willowbud grinned like it was our little joke, “What a delightfully harmless word for such a broad range of horrors. Issues. ” Willowbud seemed to test the word in her mouth, “I’ve got issues. I’ve got a boil on my ass, I’ve got a shithead boss, I’ve got an ancient spirit inside my soul; I’ve got issues. Yeah. I like it.” Willowbud stood up, her trademarked grin back on her face. She held out her hand, then withdrew, and asian awkwardly wiped it on her pants. “Come on, Princess. Sister Julia won’t stop saying ‘Diamond, Lucilla, God,’ and since Diamond’s nowhere to be found, and God is in short supply, that just leaves you. Disappointing, I know; no one likes getting their last choice.” And I was actually relieved that Willowbud was back to being a complete cunt. ANGELA Brandon had finally calmed down enough to notice the room Hardcore full of books, posters and notes. Justina and Tera had given him a plausible explanation about ‘researching the enemy,’ and Brandon bought it without much thought. Unfortunately, it didn’t look like Tera and Justina were too interested in continuing the research anymore. I Hardcore stayed there for about an hour until I felt that I had recovered enough energy for the rest of the evening. “There was mention of a profitable end to this night.” Accepting his arm I was lead into a gay VERY large dining hall. Because I got to be his copilot and I was going to get to talk on the radio the whole time! I announced to everyone, “Did our slut make everyone cum?” Felicia took another long look at the goop piled on the floor. Hell, he had fucked almost all of them! Sarah’s vaginal muscles clamped around me again as her second orgasm enveloped her. His cock slammed into my pussy. There was a tag tucked half under the bow. THURSDAY "Boss, she's joking? "Go ahead baby, cum inside mommy" Liz told her son perversely and looked up at his face as it contorted with sexual pleasure. She moved it around for just a second or two and then removed it. I am unfamiliar with that term." I ignored her and quietly told her I would stop and gag her if she didn’t be quiet. He said it was about the size of his entire gays house. Then he would pound asian into her cunt while she screamed and wailed beneath him. Alex watched in amazement as his mother, the bastion of conservatism was humiliating herself in front of him and getting off on it. I was laying in my bed, looking out of the window and planning the day ahead. Going forward, my pussy would be for the futa I loved and no one else. Not even her father scares her, and he was a crazy killer who killed 67 women. “How does it fucking feel? From her curly golden hair to her beautiful face. A sudden smile threesome crossed her features, I have to contact Roger again. Her pussy went wild around my cock. George slid into bed just as I was beginning to doze.