He signed her to stand up and handed her a low waist denim panties. It was not much weight and not much material in her hand. While dressing she reali...sed that it was quit tight and let the half of her ass uncovered. At the front, the strip of fabric was cut low and just covered her pubic area. She pulled her stomach in and closed the button. Now he gave her a top with spaghetti straps. It was backless and she had to unravel the wearers when putting on. The front was wide and low cut. The few. At anarcade. She called herself Polygal."Day LaMode's plastic face scrunched further. "What are jou talkeen about?Day LaMode iz zee only one zat zat zee master has created."Robert smirked. So Platicore let his minions think they were the onlyones. This was interesting. Did the Spirit Guard know this? It made sensethough. Each monster had failed. If the monsters knew that they were thenext in a long line of failures, they might hesitate to fight theundefeated Spirit Guard.Now was not the time. The woman began to mutate and soon she was an ever-changing blade-runner of chaos. Wilgas was speechless.“H-how…” Wilgas had never seen a real corrupter in his entire life. “Weren’t all corrupters destroyed with the Sundering?” Wilgas now remembered an important lesson he had received when he still was a simple acolyte:Nothing good can come from a corrupter. Remembering this lesson, Wilgas started to wonder whether this whole mission was a good idea or not.“Not all. I’m the last one; and after. After some pressure and holding it up above her head, it slowed enough that we knew she wouldn't need stitches, and we put on a band aid. "I need to go get clothes on." I said, making for the door. "Let me come with you." She saidWe got into the locker room and I shut off the still running shower and reached for a towel. When I turned around I saw that she had taken her suit off. We made eye contact, and she said "I owe you this." and she reached down with her good hand an spread her pussy.