Home to a myriad of creatures, some of which are known, some of which are of a more mysterious and unknown nature. These creatures are known to lurk around this part of the world, whether it be the brutish orcs that ravage these lands, raiding and pillaging villages they come across. Or the vicious carnivorous flora that trap unsuspecting prey and slowly consume the still living and breathing creature until it is nothing but mere bones. The lands are nothing short of diverse with how many living beings can be found here. I think the best part of that last thought is the desperation of humanity. They sort of know that things are ending for them - their time in the universe as "masters" is coming to an end and all that will be left is a slave race used for their seed. Fleets destroyed. Communications lost with outlying colony worlds. Terrified reporters and experts telling the public to remain calm while everyone knows the government is powerless to stop the ever increasing raids. Parents, their minds under extreme stress, gathering their families together and heading towards raids so that they could all get scooped up at the same time and be "together" for the end. When you shower together, boys, its polite to help each other.” I said loudly and the four turned to look at me before giggling again. I watched, then, as the two older boys began to assist their younger brothers while the youngsters groaned in appreciation.

I am. Are you David or Daniel?” I responded with a smile, stretching out my hand over the concrete in an effort to shake the boy’s hand and put him under my spell.No, sweetie, but you have to be restrained for ‘this.’ Nurse Bradshaw says, pulling a big pink dildo out of his drawer.

Boyscouts in Terra must be fun given how so much of the Terra flora and fauna just want to make you cum and fill you up with their seed. I imagine there's been plenty occasions where a boy has accidentally stepped on a Spermshroom, a cloud of white spores bursting out all around him. As soon as he breathes it in he goes into a coughing fit, and by the time he's finished he'd already soiled his tighty-whities with sperm. Cum for me baby,” I said, my own balls tightening. Suddenly, a blast of thin white spunk fired out of his straining tool and he groaned in satisfaction, my own groan happening a moment later as my own cum erupted like a volcano. Him standing and me sitting, our orgasms in tandem as we spent out seed onto the shower floor. Michael?” my dad asked as I waltzed into the dinning room, my youngest brother already bounding out of his seats to rush me. The room was Theo’s own, though bathed in the ominous red light. My son was on his bed, his covers thrown to the floor as he thrashed about while trying desperately to keep his clothing on against some force that was attempting to strip him. With his teeshirt halfway over his head and his pajama pants around his ankles, Theo fought savagely against the evil force but I could tell he was losing the battle. Then he was flipped over dexterously and this sudden action broke his hold. His teeshirt went flying, followed a moment later by his pajama bottoms. He tried, my brave little guy, to catch the PJs with his foot but the force was too strong. The best lobelias for a cascading effect are annuals and they need a sunny spot with reliably moist soil. I’ve had success by pruning once in the summer to encourage new growth.

Word History

Asylum seekers are simply people whose towns were destroyed during a monster raid, magical cataclysm, or another danger of Terra, and so, if they escaped, they had to travel to a nearby town and petition for aid from the local administration. The domesticated zones takes no asylum seekers from Terra, believing them to be a corrupt and perverted race of people. The only Terrans allowed into the domesticated zones are the ones that are being taken as slaves by the perverted noblemen of that particular zone. I reached out and stopped him by placing my hand on his arm. “Let’s step inside, shall we Chester?” I said, causally brushing past him and into a well decorated home. The two boys followed me as I led them into the living room and sat down comfortably on the recliner. The two boys sat sat on the couch, looking at me expectantly. “So Chester, Lyle says you threatened to beat him up. Is that true?” I slipped out of the house shortly after the shower, amazed at what had just occurred. I had jerked off in a shower with a thirteen-year-old boy! My mind was reeling and I had to have a few moments alone to think about how I felt. I suppose that fear of detection would have been the proper response; that the boy would tell his parents or the police or a teacher that the pervy next door neighbor had just invaded his personal space and committed some sort of sex offense! However, I knew, deep down in my gut, that such an outcome would never happen. I sent my commands to the boy as we were drying off not to remember what we had done and I had felt his memories of the event slip away into nothingness. The boy was my drone. He did what I willed him to do.

The following night was spent in an Albuquerque hotel. As I was entering my room, the door down the hall opened and a mother with her three kids exited, the three youngsters dressed in swimwear and the mother clearly taking them to the indoor pool. The youngest and oldest were boys and, as the four passed, I reached out with catlike reflexes and touched each of them. The mother and daughter went to the pool. Skyler and Dylan followed me into my room for the night.This afternoon? I can't take another one this afternoon Nurse Bradshaw! Please, don't do it again! It was too intense!" Now I knew Chester. I knew he was in high school. What I didn’t know was why he had threatened to beat up a ten year old. So I asked Lyle. Because the school had some money, the families could afford to invest in interesting academic opportunities for the student body. One such opportunity, the two week long trip to Washington D.C., happened every three years and was perhaps my fondest memory from my time in middle school. All three grades would go and the whole student body would be accompanied by all the teachers and a large cadre of parent volunteers. The crowd, usually around one hundred fifty strong, would spend two solid weeks in the nation’s capital sight seeing, touring, and making memories. Pete was scheduled to go with the Wiltmore group at the beginning of August and he was more excited that I had ever seen him. So, as you can see, Lyle is in good hands,” I said to the four adults sitting at the kitchen table and watching as Lyle began to shudder through another powerful dry cum. “Mr. and Mrs. Fasbaum, you can go to Europe and enjoy yourselves. Mr. and Mrs. White, you are going to let Lyle stay with you for the summer but will ignore any sexual activity that either of the boy’s might be engaged in. Its a win-win situation, right?” The four nodded and smiled as Chester let out a long moan and climaxed again inside his little summer lover.