“Anything you feel you need.”“First, clear my lungs. Free me from smoking,” she said, actually accenting the request with a cough. I did not t...ell her that Master PC was also curing her rapidly expanding case of lung cancer. “I’d love to have more of an ear for music and stronger ankles, longer legs, smaller ass. While we’re at it, fix my teeth.”“I need to make all of these cosmetic changes you’ve made over the years seem God-given.” She nodded as a I typed, causing her earrings to. Surely you see that all is not ... well, do you not sense the wrongness within her?There was a fractional pause.You are correct. There is an element that was not part of her until recently. Whence this strangeness?I do not know. It feels like wizardry, but among the Istari only Curunír would do such a thing, and I cannot see how they could have met. Nor should she have encountered those who practice the black sorceries of the Enemy. Not yet, at least. But I also sense that she has tried to. Note: From here on there will be some Japanese names in the story. In order to make things easier for the readers used to the way names are in the western societies all of the Japanese names will be used in the western style of personal name then family name, and not the traditional Japanese way. This is just a change in how the names are provided here, it’s not how they’re used in real life. Some characters will not have their family names mentioned at all, and only the personal name will be. “Well then. We’ll see you Saturday then,” Otis said.“Was the woman who answered the phone yours or Desmond’s wife?” Beth softly asked.“No. She used to be married to our boss that got killed in a construction accident. She belongs to us now,” Otis said.“Is she white?” Beth asked, in a low hesitant voice.“Yes. She’s a lot like you. She resisted at first, but now she can’t get enough of our black cocks. In fact, her belly is starting to swell up as a black baby is growing inside her,” Otis.