At the very end of the show, both the victim and the rogue cock had vanished in a shower of semen and female emissions, as if they had been a holograp...hic projection and the projector had just been turned off. If Viola Hunter wasn't scared of the rogue cock having targeted her, she would have found the irony of herself being hunted hilarious. Hunter was now the hunted. In spite of her fear, Viola felt a certain perverse fascination with the cock and balls that chased her. A large portion of her. James grabbed his own legs and held them behind his head, and Daddy broke off from eating his ass. Victor lubed up his finger with his own spit and slipped it into James spit-covered asshole. His fingers were fat and Victor already felt himself being stretched out from the inside. Ah! he cried. Victor knew the boy was already in pain, and that he was probably still a virgin. Try to relax, son. said Victor, as sweetly as he could muster. Breathe. Okay. said James, and he took a deep breath.. A liberal application, along with lip liner to make his mouth appear larger, achieved the effect Turk wanted. When Glen saw himself in the mirror he felt swoony. It changed the look of his entire face. When she followed that with heavy eye make-up, including blue shadow on his lids, he looked even more feminine. A little shading here and blush there finished the job. She was already getting ideas of how to make the results more extreme. And she was getting turned on by how unmanly and miserable. You won't be saying a word to them." And why not?" Because if you do, I've got a little something of my own to show them. Something that'll get you into a whole hell of a lot more trouble than my porn collection will get me into. At least with the porn, I'm only having sex with myself. Unlike you."She frowned, uncertainty mirrored in her eyes. "What are you talking about?"He smiled, liking to watch her squirm. After what she'd been putting him through for the past months, he felt no guilt.