Une semaine avec mon Maitre 5
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je l'ai connu j'avais 18 ans, c'était un collègue et ami a mon père.La premiére fois que je l'ai vu c'était pour un réveillon de noël mon père l'avait invité car il était seul, sa femme venait de demander le divorce pour plusieurs raisons. Dés la premiére rencontre il me trouva mignon et pendant la soirée me questionna savoir si j'avais une copine ou pas si j'aimais les mecs.Toute la famille s'entendait avec lui et à partir de ce jour on le voyait régulièrement et il est même venu en vacances...
Chapitre 1 Sur la sc?ne, une brune voluptueuse faisait valser ses ?normes seins nus au son de la musique disco. Sans beaucoup de gr?ce, en fait, mais le public n'en demandait pas tant. Moi non plus, il faut l'avouer : plut?t timide en de tels endroits, j'?tais terr? dans un coin sombre de la salle, les yeux riv?s sur le spectacle de la danse scabreuse, sans oser regarder les autres clients, mais sans chercher pour autant ? cacher la formidable ?rection que provoquait en moi la danse des chairs, sur la sc...
The woods held a special place in her heart. Since she was little, she could feel it calling out to her. Like someone constantly calling her name. There was a siren song to it that drew her thoughts back to the woods all the time. These tall, majestic oaks surrounded their little village, like stalwart protectors that held the wilderness at bay. An unmoving wall of trees that would stumble even the strongest army. Unfortunately, not many in her village shared her outlook. To them the woods...
Je n'?tais pas loin d'avoir touch? le fond. Le coin n'?tait qu'une l?pre oubli?e dans la ville, o? venaient ?chouer les brutes et les ?clop?s, refoul?s comme du pus chass? d'un corps. Moi, je logeais au dernier ?tage d'un immeuble ? mis?re, dans une pi?ce grise dont la porte ne fermait plus. Les seuls meubles, c'?tait un matelas pos? au sol et une lampe dont je devais retirer l'ampoule chaque fois que je sortais, pour ne pas me la faire voler. Le palier n'?tait qu'une succession de petites chambres identiques ? la mienne, p...
Ceci est l’histoire de ma première pipe et doigtage subis j'avais alors 1X ans, début 90, je ne connaissais pas encore mes préférences sexuelles. Mes souvenirs ne sont plus tout frais mais je vais essayer de ne rien omettre, ni trop enjoliver (juste un peut). Je suis parti seul dans un concert alternatif, la je rencontre Laurent un métisse plutôt carré, plus âgé que moi, avec qui le courant passe bien, nous discutons de la musique, il ne dit qu’il joue dans un petit groupe de musique...
A cette époque, j'avais 18 ans, je m'étais bien rendu compte que je n'étais pas attiré par les filles. Au contraire, j'étais émoustillé par les hommes, quand j'en voyais dénudés à la télé ou plus rarement dans la vie de tous les jours....Et je fantasmais sur d'autres, comme mon prof de sport que je trouvais charmant, le petit copain de ma grande soeur que j'essayais d'espionner dans la salle de bain quand il restait dormir à la maison...et également mon oncle Damien, le petit frère de mon père...
Le remariage de mon père Assez rapidement après avoir quitté ma mère et avoir emménagé avec Stéphanie, mon père nous a annoncé qu'ils allaient se marier. Je vous avoue que j'ai très mal accueilli cette nouvelle. Ma sœur aussi d’ailleurs. Pour être toute à fait honnête, je n’avais pas l’attention d’y aller. Mais tout le monde m’a dit que ce serait bien que j’y aille pour mon père. Même ma mère a tenté de me convaincre. J’ai donc fini par accepter d’y aller. C’est ainsi que je suis dans ma...
Bonjour, je m'appelle Sonia, je suis une jeune maman et je m'apprête à faire une confession très confidentielle. Je vis seule avec mon fils depuis maintenant dix ans. Son père m'a faussé compagnie alors que j'étais enceinte et je me suis débrouillée avec toutes les difficultés d'être un parent unique. J'ai fait pas mal de sacrifices pour assumer ma tâche seule et j'aurais bien sûr voulu que mon fils ait ses deux parents, mais la situation n'est maintenant plus du tout la même. Aujourd'hui je...
Time ago, one year or so, I met one of the most (if not the most) sweet, kind, polite and sensitive woman on this site. She writes stories. In French. I wanted to congratulate her for her first year on this site, staying yet (at least to me) as sweet, kind, polite and sensitive as when I met her in spite of being treated as ‘viande’ (as she says) by some users ‘so called persons’. I like her stories and I think it’s a shame that they can be read only by people who understand French while...
Je suis une quadragénaire mariée depuis 20 ans avec le même homme. Afin de maintenir toujours la même intensité amoureuse et sensuelle à l'intérieur d'un couple, il faut n'avoir de cesse de se stimuler mutuellement sur le plan sexuel en intégrant si possible une dimension ludique.Hier soir, mon mari et moi avons mis en pratique cette théorie en donnant pour thème à notre soirée : mon mari a****l domestique.Etant à l'initiative de ce charmant projet, il m'incombait d'organiser la ‘mise en...
En ce temps-là j'étais espiègle. On ne me tenait pas. Cependant jen'avais vu venir le coup du mariage. Mon mari et moi nous avions voulufaire plaisir et comme pour nous débarrasser on avait dit oui décidés audébut de l'été de faire la fête. De toute façon on n'y couperait pas.Tous les copains nous avons chacun invité à leur mariage. Le cercle serefermait inéluctablement sur nous. Nous prîmes cela en bonne part. Jene regrette rien hormis qu'on aurait pu attendre encore quelques années.Je...
Poké Balls: truly, a revolutionary invention. If you were to ask any one person what they think the most significant piece of technology they use in everyday life is, there is a good chance they'd name the Poké Ball. It has allowed for incalculably huge advances in infrastructure, and has become commonplace to the extent that "Pokémon," or "Pocket Monsters" (in reference to the Poké Ball's miniaturizing capabilities), has become the preferred term for the vast majority of organisms which...
HH10: Areeya, Wendy, and Ramon TG adult fiction by talltglover. If you are offended by men or women having sex with transgenders or hermaphrodites, or live in an area where such activity is illegal, or are too young to be reading adult erotica, please do not continue. This story is unlike most of my other fiction, which concerns men turning into women (conceptually) or hermaphrodites and having sex with other men. This story was written as a special request, and is about...
Corto mon amour! La distance qui nous sépare, l'impossibilité pour toi de te connecter à ton aise exacerbent nos sens. Je rêve de ta bouche, je veux entendre ta voix prononcer mon prénom! Soraya! Mon mélange d'occident et d'orient te séduit. Ce que je suis, les sensations que je génére chez toi te submergent !! Nos agendas et nos vies respectifs nous tiennent éloigner l'un de l'autre. Ta présence virtuelle brûle mon âme, mon absence te consomme. Nous nous retrouvons pour un moment...
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FantasyJ'avais 14 ans à l'époque, Je jouais souvent avec un garçon de ma rue. Un jour, il m'invita chez lui, ses parents étaient partis et sa sœur, plus âgée était à la bibliothèque. Nous avions envie de faire comme les grands, nous avons bu du café,et fumé des cigarettes. Maladroitement, j'ai fait tombé du café sur mon short, ce qui m'a valu un vol plané et renversant les chaises au passage. Oui, le café c'est chaud.Mon ami, me dit gentiment de venir à l'étage pour passer de l'eau sur mon...
"Thanks for helping me out with all those dehydrated Squirtles, Brock," said Nurse Joy. "I'm always glad to help you, Nurse Joy," said the young Pokémon breeder. Joy knew the young man was smitten with her and she felt a little guilty taking advantage. But the needs of Pokémon always came first to the pretty pink-haired health care professional. And it didn't hurt to give Brock a little thrill to make him feel appreciated. "I don't know what I'd have done without you," she assured...
nous etions a table et attendions les miss qui etaient partie se faire un brin de toilettes ,le temps nous semblaient long ,trop long mon client et nous decidons d aller voir ce qu elle faisaient etant donné qu on avait tres faimnous montons dans ma chambre ou se trouve aussi notre salle de bain privative et la en entrant dans la chambre nous les voyons toute les deux nue sur le lit ,encore humide de la douche avec un etalage de gode ma femme a une collection exceptionnelle ,j avoue je lui en...
Introduction: sorry, im trying to figure out the grammar and reading issues. Charmander, we need you! The white light flashed from the poké,ball in Ashs hand and the fire lizard Poké,mon appeared in front of him. Ash didnt like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of matches. The Poké,mon didnt mind at all. He enjoyed being out of his Poké,ball. He enjoyed it so much that Ash let out the others as well. The six...
My name is Duncan Faulkner and I was born in Olivine City in the Johto Region where I grew up with future Gym Leader Jasmine. We were in love at first sight, but our paths diverged after she became the Gym Leader, not just in the directions we took or our personalities, but our Pokémon as well. My first Pokémon was unique, as it was A Riolu. We were as inseparable as Jasmine and I before she became Gym Leader. Eventually it evolved into Lucario, and Lucario became my signature Pokémon. Amongst...
Belle and Troop A- Sam DarquesiedI reveled in the beauty of that bright, warm, glorious day. It had been a hard final year and I had promised myself that the day after my final paper I would head for the woodlands. I have always loved solitary deep woods hiking but that year simply left no time for anything other than study. I was twenty five years old with a newly acquired degree in biology and a couple of solid employment prospects. I had worked hard so I deserved to take some time for...
Note: I do not own or am associated with the Pokémon franchise or Nintendo. This is simply a work of fiction written by a fan that uses the world created by those who are not like myself. All fictional characters involved in the story are 18 years of age or older. Hello there! I am Professor [Insert Given Tree Name Here]. Your narrator and guide to the pokémon world. Many of you may already know a lot about it, but just recently something has changed the face of our society. For many years...
The mansion on 39th street had always been considered haunted by the locals. It had belonged to an ancient and power family – The Caervon’s. The Caervon’s had lived there for centuries. A secretive and very reclusive family, they had rarely ventured amongst the locals and families that resided in the large town not far away. They had been a well thought of and liked family, even though it seemed as though they thought they were above such mortals as those that lived in the town. The parents...
The main market buzzed happily with villagers. Haggling and friendly banter resounded around the square, a square that was filled with booths and stands of all sorts of different things. A booth near the center seemed to catch everyone’s attention. It was blindingly colorful, with all sorts of different flowers and plants. Belle stood at the booth, oblivious to the attention her stand was receiving. She was on break at the moment and the owner, Mrs. Lovesworth, was taking care of the steady...
Lucy was lazing around in the living room when she heard Belle drunkenly try to scrape the key in the front door's lock. She heard giggling - a second voice. A woman's. Lucy put her tattered copy of Asimov's Second Foundation down on the coffee table and owled the door with interest, her nylon legs sprawled across the arm of the sofa. Lucy and Belle were both avid readers. Between them they made their way through perhaps 8 to 12 books a month. More, when they had no university deadlines or...
CrossdressingSunlight awakened me. Brilliant beams of early morning light streaming through tall windows irritated my eyes. It took a few seconds for my mind to become acclimated to my surroundings. I was in the master bedroom suite of a newly-restored antebellum mansion. My Great-grandfather Pan had left this majestic house and two-hundred acre bluegrass horse farm to my sister Wendy and me. I turned away from the irritating sunlight and found myself face to face with my sister in a big,...
Jenna had just turned 18, and was ready to get her first Pokémon and take on the League challenge. Jenna was a fairly tall brunette, with a mid-sized bust. She also had a bit of a bubble butt, which was a secret source of embarrassment for her. She had wanted to get her first Pokémon when she turned 13, but her Mom refused to let her go on a journey before graduating high school. But now she was ready to get a Pokémon and finally leave Pallet Town for broader horizons. However, Jenna's...
“Hello, I am Professor Pine, and you are in a wonderful part of the world called Amus. In this world, you might find lovely little, or big, creatures called Pokémon.” Professor Pine said cheerfully as a Machoke was revealed from behind a curtain. “While mostly everywhere else, Pokémon are seen as pets and participants to battle with, here, not so much. In Amus, Pokemon are treated as near-equals, and most of them seem to have the ability to speak our language too!” “Many say this is from a...
FetishMarybelle Magnolia Blossom Rousseau was going home. It hadn’t been a decision that she had made lightly as she hadn’t been home since she was 17 years old. Plus –she adored her life in Los Angeles. She had been a wide-eyed teenager full of youth and promise when she had first stepped off the Greyhound bus in Hollywood for stardom. She turned her nose contemptuously at the pimps trying to get their new ‘ho’ out of her and made her way to the San Fernando Valley. Working hard as a waitress...
BEACH BELLE IS A SERIES SEX STUDENTS AT A'DAM AMATEUR 'AMOUR' ACADEMYBEACH BELLE IS A SERIES FOR FIRST EXOTIC EROTIC EDUCATION @ SEX SCHOOLBEACH BELLE IS A SHORT SEDUCTIVE SET OF SHOTS OF A FEW BEACH BEAUTIES =====================================================================BEACH BELLE IS AIMED AT AUDIENCE OF EXOTIC EROTICS EXPERTS WORLD-WIDEBEACH BELLE IS FOOTAGE FOUND OR ON ORDER - FROM EUROPEAN SOUTH SEASBEACH BELLE IS FOOTAGE FOR VOYEURS & EXPERTS ON EXPERIMENTAL EROTICSBEACH BELLE...
Belle Meets Master [part 1 of 2]By: Belleerotique ([email protected])Belle was raised as a good little girl in a small southern town. She had alwaysdone as she was told to do, always been the "good girl". She had always feltout of place though. She had always had dark thoughts about sex and about whatfelt good. She never realized exactly what though until she met her Master.Belle was a tall girl, 5'10" and weighed in at about 165. She looked likea tall curvy amazon, but she never felt...
I can smell her but I can’t see her, which is strange since the room is only fifteen by thirty feet. I know she is watching me. I can feel her eyes watching every move I make, flickering from the pen I am holding to any movement from my body. If I do anything that she hasn’t told me to do, it is over. It might be anyway, I might be dead when I have finished writing, I don’t know and at this point, I am not sure I care. All I know is that the last twenty-four hours have made me a believer in...
SupernaturalShe smiled "Good morning," then, "Please don't stop." Beast couldn't help smiling too. He nodded, bringing his lips down to her nipple and his hand toward her shaved pussy. Gently, he put one of his fingers inside her tight hole and wiggled it. She was very sensitive down there; she began to moan and lift her ass up from the bed. Beast had an instant hard-on. Her innocence turned him on easily. Belle lifted his face from her breast and kissed him full on the mouth, sticking...
Belle Dawson was bored. She was 36 years old and had been a widow for over 3 years. Her husband, Don Dawson, had been a very loving man and had taught Belle to really love sex. However, he'd kept her in the dark about men. She thought all cocks were the same size. He also told her that she had lovely tits. He explained to her that old women had breasts, but young women had tits. He never did explain when a woman's tits became breasts. After Don had been killed in an auto accident, she'd...
Belle Delphine is a girl you probably know only by name. Or, if you're an adventurous perverted human, you've probably seen some of her content. Belle can go from extreme to cute and fuckable in an instant. On her Twitter account, she has 1.9 million followers. She's "here to be pervy and nasty" and there are nearly two million people who want to be just that with her. For a social media account, Belle has done a pretty good job in keeping up who she is for her followers.There was a time when...
Twitter Porn Accounts“Alright, don’t go too far, and be back before those storm clouds get here! Charmander, don’t let your flame start any forest fires, okay? Be careful!” Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon center over the course of the morning, and the road led through a forest. They wouldn’t see anyone else,...
“Alright, don’t go too far, and be back before those storm clouds get here! Charmander, don’t let your flame start any forest fires, okay? Be careful!” Each of them ran off into the woods and Ash smiled. They were a good team. The smell of sizzling peppers and stew drew Ash back to the fire and his friends. He eyed Misty as he sat down. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon center over the course of the morning, and the road led through a forest. They wouldn’t see anyone else,...
This story is intended to be read with Game Mode on. Assuming I've done all the formatting right, the story will change depending on how you play. Reading the story with Game Mode off will alter the intended flow of the story, and probably come off as confusing and unfocused. This story is still in the early stages (not aided by the fact that I hit the "Publish Story" button too early by mistake). I've more than likely missed some details at various points. If you believe you've spotted a...
It's a dark night in the beautiful region of Alola, your brand new home. You and your mother have just moved to the tropical region after some......difficulties back home with your father. Let's just say there's a very good reason for your mother wanting to move as far away from Kanto as possible. The best part about the move is the fact that the Pokémon Professor, Kukui wants to give you a Pokémon of your very own! Which works well with you since you were never able to go on your journey in...
Belle was a woman of about fifty when I knew her, had long grey hair and a short, broad body, a boisterous manner and had left her husband of many years and moved to northern NSW to the town of Bellingen. She had bought a block of land there, part rain forest, part pasture, and there she lived in the old farm house with her two teenage daughters. She was a hippy, or if you like, new age, which is to say she was deeply dissatisfied with the ideology, the habits, the economy and the repressions...
MatureYou can contact me for requests, fan mail, hate mail, naked pics of your boobies, or anything else you have in mind at [email protected] copyright ghostwriter118, intended for use only as the author sees fit ___________________________________________________________________________________ Belle’s boyfriend had been away for only a week before her horniness consumed her. She wanted nothing more than to have someone lick her little pussy thoroughly, but her boyfriend was gone for...
CHAPTER ONE – THE MEETING ‘HERE, KITTY, KITTY! HERE, KITTY, KITTY!’ *Damn Haley’s cat!* I thought to myself as I looked into the tree. I heard the faint cry of a frightened kitten, but I couldn’t see any of the orange furball. My patience was at its end – until I looked over to the stoop where my towheaded daughter sat. She was curled up in a sitting fetal position. Her face was wet with her tears, her chin in her hand, and she was slowly rocking back and fourth. My beautiful, six-year-old...
She looked up at Me, her voice shaking and finally asked in a wavering voice “ M-M-May I please, please kiss your foot like Sammie is?†Her relief was palpable as she managed to put voice to her desires . The Breaking of Belle Hi everybody, Elana back with a new story , this one is going to go in a bit of a different direction . Things have not worked out in the long run with GoddessBernadette (this may surprise everyone but I am really not a very good submissive. I have a tendency to obey when...
LesbianYoung ladies are smart. They are clever, deceitful, underhand and, at times, malevolent. They are also good fun, sexy and damn delightful when they want to be. Take the two young girls who work in our office – they are the "bestest" friends and share a flat, but they are always up to something. The other day I got tricked into buying biscuits for the office when it was Sandy's turn to furnish our bird table with cakes and treats. She flashed her grateful smile at me, as she adjusted her...
"...with a final thrust, his hard cock explodes into her pussy. She screams out his name as they both cum together." Belle closes her eyes as she remembers those lines from her erotic book she read a few minutes ago. Allowing one of her hands to trail down to her moist underwear, she bites her lower lips as she nears orgasm. The suddenly, there was a loud banging coming from the door that completely killed the vibe. "Yes?" Belle tries fixing her dress as she limps over to open the door. "Honey,...
Both of my parents worked, and had very little time for me. With the exception of our evening meals, we hardly saw one another. They were not bad parents, they just didn't want to be parents. Mom was a very renowned french photographer, sometimes she would travel and be gone for weeks at a time. She was, and always will be absolutely stunning. She had an eye for beauty, whether in other women, or in nature, and she was able to capture it with a lense. Father was one of those...
BALLET BEACH BLONDE BELLE BRINGS BACK MY MEMORIES: 'STELLA MARIS' 'S.M.'BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE FIRST FEMALE I MEMORIZE FROM 6 OR 7 'FRESHIES'BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE FIRST FEMALE I GET A 'LONG-LASTING IMPRESSION' BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE LAST TO LEAVE OUR MEET-UPS FIRST WEEK AT UNIBALLET BLONDE BELLE IS LAST TO TO LEAVE & FIRST TO GET UP - SO SHE'S TIREDBALLET BLONDE BELLE STELLA MARIS DARES SPREAD HER SHEETS NEXT TO MINEBALLET BLONDE BELLE STELLA MARIS IN BLUE BIKINI OFFERS A VIEW...
We’re in the middle of a wide street – on one side of the road, a large brick building – several storeys high – the end wall closest to us has no windows and is painted red – with a huge red and white logo reading “STAFFORDSHIRE UNIVERSITY”. There are no students to be seen, because the university is – of course – still on lockdown. We pan around and look over the road – where we can see a small corner-shop – a fast food outlet. “Nice ‘n Spicey” We zoom in as our hostess, Charley Ozvik,...
Back when AOL was all the craze for discreetly meeting people online I started chatting with a married lady from TN. She explain to me that she had never been with a black man before and been fantasizing about what it would be like to have sex with a well hung black man. But because she was from and upper middle class marriage and family she was only looking for a cyber affair. Each time we would chat online I would describe to her the things I would be doing to her if we were physically making...
Reddit.com is a site of wonder. It literally has all kinds of crap to offer, and that also includes a subreddit dedicated to Belle Delphine's Patreon. Now, those who have never heard about Belle Delphine before, you are in for quite a fucking treat, my lads. As for those who have heard of this beauty, well, this subreddit is dedicated to all her Patreon and OnlyFans content, which means that you are about to see lots of teasing and lewd content in general.The beautiful thing about Reddit.com,...
Reddit NSFW ListI had to do it, sooner or later. I had to contact Belle, if for no other reason than my peace-of-mind. I had been lying in my bed at night, desperately trying to remember our early dating days. I didn't have much money then, so a movie was just about all I could afford. We used to go up the mountain to the ski lift parking lot. It was a popular spot for necking, and we were regulars after a while. The problem was, I couldn't remember how long it was before we became regulars. I had no...
We toured the castle at Skye, hiked the moors, holding hands and acting like long time lovers. At the pub the next night the barman asked how our honeymoon was going. I was not sure Miguel understood the implication of the word Honeymoon. He answered in his Portuguese accented English “better than all expectation” and smiled at me.The ride back to Glasgow was much different than the ride to Skye. I was happy and so was Miguel. The couple in the front were equally happy with their mini-holiday...
The Sissy Mission series consists of short-short stories designed to give ideas for domme/sub play, solo "outings," or just for your reading enjoyment! The goal is to have a dozen vignettes. --CA Sissy Mission 4: Southern Belle Sissy By Cheryl Alison Mistress believes in community service. So when she dropped the ad on my desk at home, I knew that I would be a faithful community servant within a short while. The ad read: Southern Belles Needed The Ladies' Auxiliary needs...
You awake from a long sleep. You stayed up late last night because you were so excited that you were finally old enough to become a trainer and get your first Pokémon. Then it hits you, you’re LATE!!! You quickly put on your clothes as you rush out of the house. You run as hard as you can to make it to Professor Oak’s lab. Good thing he doesn’t live far away from your house. It takes a few minutes, but you arrive at the lab. You enter the lab and spot your childhood rival, Gary, talking to his...
Non-EroticThe wind blew my hair and I tried to tuck it in behind my ears but it was to no avail. It came loose and covered my eyes and face. I glanced over at the speedometer. Jake was doing close to a hundred miles an hour. My eyes turned to his face. He was staring at the road in front of us, his features hard and still. He must have known I was looking at him but he paid no attention to me. I guess he was still in shock after what happened in Cactus Hill. I put a hand on his leg and slowly a smile...
SupernaturalI’d missed the last two years’ balls. The one two years before, when we first learned of Katherine’s cancer, and last year’s shortly after her death. I’d come tonight, my first attempt to keep the promise I’d made her. Katherine made me swear to get on with my life after she was gone. She and all the rest of my friends had said not to mourn her loss more than six months, but I needed more time. It wasn’t until recently that I began to feel a little restless and bored with my solitary life. ...
Béatrice inspecte ma féminitéNous faisions l'amour dés que nous nous voyons dans l'intimité. A 70 ans, il y avait de la part de ma belle-mère une sorte de rage, inconnue d'elle-même, à explorer toujours plus les arcanes de nos sensualités, une soif de tendresse et de jouissance. Nous n'en revenions pas de cette révélation soudaine tant cela nous était inconcevable ainsi que pour nos proches qui ignoraient tout. Un jour, Béatrice me demanda de m'habiller de mon mieux en femme, tandis qu'elle...
Seit meinem 18 Geburstag fühle ich mich total anders. Im Laufe von nur wenigen Wochen bemerke ich das ich aussergewöhnliche Fähigkeiten bekommen habe. Ich kann mich unsichtbar machen, durch Wände laufen oder die Psyche von anderen Menschen manipulieren. Eine meiner coolsten Fähigkeiten ist es wohl mich in einen 2,15 meter großen Dämon zu verwandeln mit dunklen, aus einer Art Nebel bestehenden Flügeln. Als Dämon bin ich nur mit einem Lendenschurz bekleidet um wenigstens ein wenig Privatsphäre zu...
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