Gaia, as nature’s creatrix, sculpted their flesh. “Ar yu sorry yet?” my tormentor crows. Bokep indo Timeless laws dictate that only the kindhearted can summon evil and the heartless good. Unlike a human’s flimsy membrane, ours is integral to how we channel magic. Born of the goddess Gaia herself elves border the divine. Breaking another rib bullies me to drop both arms. Their rescuee’s stomp busts a rib to quell my rampage. Flown pegasi. Of Earth’s myriad wonders its interlopers foremost envied motherhood. Aldough yer kunt’z kaput all gurls’v got treats fer boifriends. “But dunt worry. Soon yu’l eagerly wanna play wid da horny boi fer mi.”
“MMMMFFF!” swallowing slop stifles my stubbornness. Necessitation of lifelong nursing makes me completely dependent upon a caretaker to subsist.
