There are plenty of young men who would make you a good husband. I might chase off a lot of them because I don't think they're good enough for my daug...hter, though."Shannon continued to cry. Gradually her crying began to change, as she seemed to accept she would always be my daughter, but never my wife. By this time the boys were home. Mike came in and cuddled next to Shannon. "I'll marry you!" he piped up.Shannon hugged him and began to giggle at the thought of a sixth grader wanting to marry. It’s nice and thick and long too. Girl’s wet dream. But I digress, my friends called me last week to tell me that we were hitting up a neighboring school’s prom. I did not really care because most of the time, I get ignored and head home early.We hit up the location around 10:30 at night. Most of us came without a date, so it was free pickings tonight. When we walked in, all we could see were girls in their bests and some of the outfits screamed: “I’m thirsty fuck me!” Well... don’t let me. . Ineed..." She was looking at her reflection, seeing the once prim andproper Lady now turned into a wanton tart. Her breasts were heaving asshe still feverishly tried to fuck herself, but she knew what her new"flower" needed.She looked to the closed door and thought of the young man behind it."I need a man."CHAPTER -THREE-Phillip was sitting in a tiny chair, distraught at his currentpredicament. He was asked by the King to paint the Princess' portrait,and halfway through their session she had. .Well, this would do, she might not even have been able to handle a male Krell. Not in the way that Webber seemed to be able to in any case, being younger and more flexible. Her heart raced as the female Krell crawled towards her on its hands and knees, looming over Reid as she trembled with arousal and mild apprehension. What was it going to do? Her question was answered as it plunged its snout between her slick thighs, breathing in her scent and squashing its nose against her damp panties..