" The Wizard said as he helped me up. "I was trying out my new Space Wars costume for the Halloween party I'm going to tonight." "It's not space Wars ...its-" I began. "I know." Do me a favor and turn the tv on for me. My old hands aren't what they're use to be," he said as I did so. Suddenly I was nolonger in the store but in my Uncle's living room with The Marx Brothers. Harpo started to whistle and chase me from one room to another. Each room belonging to a different realative's house like he. I felt his fingers invade my pussy. Instantly I stopped stroking him as he teased the velvet folds of my sex. ‘Fuck.’ The word came out long and low. A sigh of pleasure slipped past and for a moment I relished in the feel of his attention on my person. Eventually though he paused in his assault on me and I renewed my efforts of stroking him. We moved together, each bringing the other closer to that knowing edge of release. Words of ‘fuck baby’ and ‘harder’ and ‘fuck yeah, right there’ seemed. Just drop everything onto the floor.” As she walked out of the kitchen, I didn’t know if she was teasing me or serious. Was she trying to get me all hot and bothered and then slam the door in my face laughing? By the time she came back carrying a thick towel I had taken my shirt off. “You didn’t take everything off.” I stood there staring at her still partially dressed, but she wasn’t. She stood there nude, her skin soft and creamy. Her breasts were a good sized double handful each, crowned. Though she had come into phase twice in the last year, the changes were still occurring inside her body at the molecular level. The moment Isra had bitten her that first night here on Earth, the pureness of his blood and the virus within that blood had raced through her like a firestorm, instantly completing all the changes within her and allowing her to have what she had always desired. Tarifa could almost feel the child growing within her womb now, and to know that her Nya Istel had also.