"You're the only one pretendinghere. You're obviously better off, and you're not even upset aboutabout how you've changed. No one makes you wear cut...e outfits or growyour hair out or play with your adorable cat." Just because I'm trying to make my situation livable doesn't mean I'mhappy about it!" I yelled.The icy beauty rolled her eyes. "No, of course not. You were so muchhappier being perpetually wasted and alone. You weren't incrediblyjealous of your brother or anything, no not you."I'd. The real estate agent told us about him when we bought the ranch. His name was Elias Young. He was originally from Utah, his family was one of the original Mormons. He had eleven wives, but when Utah joined the union and the church forbid polygamy, he broke with the church because he was unwilling to give up all his wives. He was excommunicated. So the story goes, he cursed the church, moved his wives here to Montana and began conjuring the black arts." You mean devil worship?" asked Sierra as. "He is changing." I said."Transformation?" Thistle said."Yes, but not the typical Arborian timing, this was triggered by that drink from the pool." I answered. "I've been waiting for it. So has Speck, though he probably didn't realize it." What should we do?" Cor asked."You, Ren and I can watch him remotely. He will probably suffer some during the transformation, but we cannot help with that. All we can do is be there when it is over, to see if we can get him back at the end." Back?" Ren. As soon as we reached my apartment, I tore off her shirt breaking the buttons which she didn’t mind and she was wearing a red bra who h glorified the white round breasts that she had. Her nipples were erect n I could see that. Before I attacked her babies I gently rubbed my fingers on them just to see her reaction. She moaned my name out loud and took my head in her arms and drew it into her breasts. That feeling, of thirty seconds, of getting suffocated by a woman’s gorgeous breasts was the.