Now I get to play with them. I get the joy of stroking a woman and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To embrace the wonderful feel of si...lky flesh caressing me.”I shuddered. “It is such a wonderful feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, Miss Erma. I had my release, too.”“I heard, you wicked girl.” The older woman shuddered. “So you are possessed by a fairy. And one with tentacles. I am not familiar with that kind.”“But there are so many,” I told her. “And I. She providedseveral clips that had the larger rounds placed in one side too. I had noidea how, but a total of forty rounds were in each clip - it made nosense, but that was just part of her mutant abilities."Someone is stinky," Lioness said as I put the gun away in a pocket ofspace along with the spare clips.I groaned, "Of course I am..." Would you like some help?" she asked me.I nodded, "Please?" I pulled my diaper bag back out of the space it wasin and found myself laying next to the cleaning. Barry could just ping them all off one by one, firing single shots from his thirty-round magazine. Ursine Bear made himself useful too with a Thompson Machinegun firing dum-dum rounds. He fired nice controlled short bursts too.To our right flank, Strawberry and Rainbow were both now on the offensive too, and by the time the cloud of smoke from the explosives, grenades and gunfire had blown the air clear, naught was left but the dead and the dying.The wounded things mostly avoided us and we. I must have gone mad. It’s a strange feeling. There’s something magical, exciting about it. And the feeling intensifies with every piece I lay aside. When I peel off my panties, I know how wet I am by the way the cold air hits my private parts.“Throw them on the back seat. And fasten your seatbelt, slut.”I feel my cheeks burning. I have never had another man since I married my husband. I have never cheated on him. I’m no slut. So why do I let him call me that?The seatbelt runs right between my.