The Pit horn sounded, and I felt my pulse quicken. Astrid only grinned. “Half an hour.” Astrid said in a hushed voice, the mania starting to play behind her usually-steely eyes. amateur I didn’t know why I was so skittish. All I had to do was sit back, and let Astrid have her glory. ANGELA Brandon touched his hand to the shelf of his dresser, and the wooden piece dissolved into the bark. It left an empty space along the subtle curve of his Great Maple, and he traced a single finger down one of the paths the bark yielded. The entire tree seemed to groan, and then the bark opened. Blue light struck my corneas, leaving after images on my lenses. When I opened my eyes, I was staring at a mirror. That was my first reaction, anyway. My brain hadn’t yet made the realization that my face - my face, not Diamond’s- was staring sightlessly back at me. Then it hit me. Light blue eyes, pale skin, strawberry-blonde hair, a smattering of freckles across a pointed nose, and a pronounced chin. My face. I looked down at my body, at the generous swell of my chest, the soft flat of my abdomen, the widening of my hips, and the supple domes they bore. I was beautiful. Vines glowing with blue energy were attached to my neck, sternum, and abdominal vitals, the tendrils pulsing with the cadence of my heartbeat. My heartbeat. Mine. teen “Not the freakshow in Gloria’s coffin, huh, Diamond?” Brandon laughed, “I don’t know why making people is so much harder than everything else. I can just will any animal into existence, homemade but people take time. And of course, I can’t make a person, only a body, and just creating an empty husk takes the entire lifeforce of a Great Maple.” “She’s beautiful.” I whispered. I was vaguely aware that I was crying. “Well, I’ll admit to taking some artistic licenses.” Brandon chuckled, “I didn’t have Angela to model for me, so I needed to go by memory, and my memory made things… bigger.” “She’s perfect.” My voice was air. “You think strip so?” Brandon asked, happy with my review, “Angela’s projection is just her perception of herself, so if I fucked up, I’ll never hear the end of it, believe me.” “You’re wrong.” I said, keeping my face obscured with my hair, “Angela’s projection is your perception of her. ” “What are you talking about?” Brandon laughed incredulously. “She’s just an idea you kept alive.” My eyes were blurring, “She’s just a feeling you couldn’t lose.” “Diamond, are you alright?” “She’s your serenity.” I whispered. Brandon was quiet for a moment. “Serenity.” He finally said in a low voice, “That’s a good word for her.” “It’s a name.” I muttered. I wanted to turn around and tell him. Every fiber of my being urged me to, but I didn’t. I couldn’t. If I did, then it would all be Big Boobs lost. Natalie leans back up and grinds her pussy into my mouth harder than ever. “That big thick cock Plunging deep into your longing cunt. Barbara just nodded ok, “does you aunt swallow like your mom”? Just as I closed the door I walked up behind her pressing my hard dick against her ass. “Is the barkeep in? “ he inquired. So today would be no different as she came in and sat down with her cup of coffee. I saw a few shoot their load as Katie and I watched. Amelia cursed her luck. When I was done I pulled away and she turned around, put her arms around my neck then kissed me hard, with a hint of tongue. Whomever he was fucking must have gotten a huge load from him as he usually can hold out for a while when he wants to. I was sure I put that up. “Yeah, by all means go right ahead. He was surprised to find her soaking wet, and when his fingers brushed against Big Boobs her swollen lips, she purred with bliss. Let’s go out and have a good time.” I remember sighing as I saved my work and shut the computer down, making a decision that would prove to be more important and life-changing than I realized at the time. “The five of them were a squad of the country’s most elite super-commandos, put amateur together by the Patriarch of the Allied Territories.” Max continued reading from the text. I could feel a great pressure building up in my loins. There was a pause as we continued to look at each other, but finally I asked, “Do you want me to stop?” I watched her eyes widen more. I wondered if they’d still be there when we got naked and went back in there. I missed Lucy’s touch and the sensation of her skin against mine. “Mmm, you got me boiling,” I groaned then gasped as she worked off my skirt down my hips, the fabric rubbing on the sensitive tip of my girl-dick. This act caused shivers to race down her back and her damp pussy to homemade twitch with excitement. And then I let out a strip loud laugh as I kicked my horse to a full teen gallop. I say our next-door neighbor, but his house is actually about one hundred yards away from ours.