It slid onto the dusty ground below the rock and began its slow, lurching trek. It desperately needed life-giving water and sensed a body nearby. It p...lopped into the stream, letting its body ride with the current. Though it appeared like a green blob of slime, it never dissolved into the cold water. Instead, it condensed its form, moving as a near solid sphere. As it moved, it absorbed bits and pieces of organic matter, taking the nutrients into its body, allowing it grow and mutate. Life. You're so hot." he breathed. He lifted her up onto the bed, with her head on the pillow. He put himself over her as though they were going to fuck. He kissed her long and hard, then bent to suck on the sensitive spot right over her collar bone. There were going to be a trail of bruises, or hickeys, on her tomorrow. She arched her back as he sucked her nipples, and noticing the hitch in her breath when his teeth scraped her, he bit her flesh. "Do you like that?" Yes." It was more of a grunt than. I was just sure that Glen had killed the baby, since that was the only thing that he’d refuse to tell us. ‘It’s taken care of,” he kept saying.” Well, one thing led to another and Dad told me he tried to punch my Uncle Glen, while being held-back by his younger brother. “So, Riley’s doing all he can to keep me from decking Glen, when that son of a bitch pulls a little book out of his pocket and tosses it at me. ‘What’s that?’, I asked Glen. ‘Look at it,’ he says, and he’s got that big. She pulled him to the couch and pointed to the floor. “Get down on your knees slave!” she ordered. He did and she turned him to face the couch. Then she sat on the couch and spread her legs, lifting them up until the heels of the high heels dug into the cushion of the couch. The flowing parts of the costume covered her pussy as she lay back and looked at him. Then, as if she’d practiced it twenty five times, her hands drew her costume aside, baring her blond muff. “Slave ... lick me.”Bob.