I squinted at her just for the fun of it. Shame, you whore, SHAME! Squirm beneath the scorn of my narrowed eyes! Mwhahahahah! “Willowbud’s settled down since she and Brandon became a thing,” Justina said, wringing her hands nervously as my eyes turned to slits, “and… well… what can I say, Angela; I’m a slut, OK? I can’t control myself when penis is available, vibrator and fuck I live in a fucking brothel! I don’t have time do research when a new penis is always knocking at my door!” Justina sighed, exasperated, and sat beside me on the bed, her shoulders slouched. “I managed to get tomes from the library, and I found a few texts about Sorrow, and quite a few on Wrath, but nothing on Corruption. Most ‘experts’ don’t even think Sentients are real, despite evidence to the contrary. It’s just…” Justina trailed off as her eyes wandered to my lap. I cleared my throat nervously, and crossed one leg over the other. Having a penis was still very foreign to me. The rest of Diamond, I understood; even the antlers didn’t feel that strange, but the penis was difficult to grapple with. It felt so out of place, so unwieldy, so… aggressive. There wasn’t any bone, nor muscle, yet it was more than just the cartilage of the nose or ears. It was a nerve-swathed growth of blood and tissue, and now I understood why every man said their dick had mind of its own; this thing acted independently of me. It was an appendage I had no control over, and as it stiffened between the warmth of my pressing thighs, I realized that it had some control over me . “Continue.” I said to Justina, clearing my throat again (where had I picked up that affectation?). Justina gave me an inquisitive look, and then began speaking, but I wasn’t listening. Did I just notice how pretty she was? I’d been in her head for weeks, I’d even eaten her out the first day we met, but had I ever seen her like… this? That black hair surrounding curved horns, those big eyes, that long neck, those small, but cute breasts, the little rolls of fat over her belly as she slouched, the way her butt protruded from her back, the way it creased down the middle just below her tail, shadowed, barely hiding the lewd options between her cheeks. Goddamn, I was practically stabbing myself. How did men live like this? “…but I don’t think Corruption responds to the physical pain of her host,” Justina’s voice droned back to focus, “I think an emotional strike is needed to dislodge her, but I don’t know what. Astrid said guilt was what freed Willowbud from Corruption the first time, but there must be Hairy some mechanism within the brain that breaks the meld. Emotions are just chemical reactions, after all, so if we could find the right trigger… Maybe a drug of some sort would work? Or a competing pussy astral being? Angela?” “Yes.” I replied dumbly, and then before Justina could berate me, “But we cute have more pressing matters. What am I going to do about Lucilla and Julia? I might look and sound like Diamond, but I don’t exactly act like her.” “Yeah, that is a problem,” Justina mused, tapping her chin, “not to mention, you’ll also have to have sex with them to keep up appearances.” “That’s not going to happen.” “Why not?” Justina asked, “They’re both beautiful, and if women aren’t to your taste, Julia would be more than happy to give you some man.” They have been conditioned to fear him. “Eventually, it was time to go to bed for real. I looked about the hall. Within minutes Sue was on her feet undoing her jeans and wiggling out of the tight vibrator pants while Dani showed her off to her online friends. "Y-yes Master. We had faith in our ability to make it as a couple in the long run now and we trusted and respected each other. Feeling the heat emanate and the juices coat her hand as she slid it further down and in. Terrana opened her legs fully to allow her sister full access to her already engorged clit and pulsating pussy. Matt’s face was twisted in Hairy a combined look of confusion and anger. I’ll even cute swallow what comes out pussy this time.” It's just that Hogwarts doesn't teach about it, and my parents have never talked about it, so I thought fuck I'd ask you." I was almost there. “What is it?” Zach then climbed onto the bed and moved between Molly legs. I continued to tell her about how Daddy had fucked me two more times that night, once more in the pussy on the front lawn and once in my ass when we got home.