The chanting behind her rose in volume as she took a breath and plunged into the vulvic portal. Nothing but flashes of pink, purple and green. She begin to panic, afraid that indian she’d entered a place her body had no way of perceiving, and then, like a camera focusing, her surroundings came into view. Trees. Dark green trees with goopy, fluorescent green splotches on the trunks. There was movement in some of the branches, she thought she caught naked humanoid forms swinging in the distance. She was in a forest. When she looked up to see where the trees ended, she could not find an answer. The air was still. She felt small. But she was a warrior after all, a runner, a fighter. She got to work. Later that night, in her makeshift camp, she took a look at the package Sam had placed in her hand right before they’d begun the chanting. There were three things in it. The first was a note: Hey Esther, You’re braver than any of us, going out there without knowing what you’ll find. Maybe that says something about the difference between your kind and mine. Anyways, I know the chances are probably tiny, but if you do run into our mutual friend, tell it I said hi, and also thank you. Good luck. Sorry if I was a bitch. Sam The other two items made her smile. A little pink razor and some shaving gel. The sunset was dark purple, she was pretty sure the very air was an aphrodisiac, and it looked like there were at least three suns. Who knew what tomorrow would bring. Esther made herself comfortable in some long, pink grass. The Realm of Lust didn’t seem like such a bad place to find herself. ---xxx--- “You got everything Bri-Bri?” “Yeah, wish we had one of those magic bags.” “Well, you lost it idiot.” “You’re the one who put an imp inside of it.” “Apprentices, apprentices, please settle down,” Betsy broke up their argument with her stern, lesson-teaching voice, putting it on in jest as much as for effect. Brian couldn’t believe they were finally making the move. The last few years of college had been such a blur. Mostly due to the fact that he was a Warlock on the side, not to mention in love. After it all, he’d chosen magic. And it was a choice, he’d found out. “He’s a fucking evolve. I had no choice other than to let the other foot down and let the rope and the ‘T’ take my weight. And believe or not, I was fine with that. She’d hoped for this, to have indian these feelings for someone, but she didn’t expect them so soon. If I wanted you to get fucked by everyone in this town you would let me." The nipple inside his mouth became hard. David consoled her and said think about the money at this rate you may be able to give up work. He started to gently rub it while slowly moving in and starting to kiss my neck. After awhile, Mom went inside and I moved up to sweep the deck. I still carried on with my knicker fetish, me and Jay have built up quite a collection of woman’s clothing of all different sizes. Well, for me it felt like a mountain as huge as it was. It was not that exciting but that was life and I thought that was normal. "How do you propose to do it" she asked. I can be a 'cuckoldess,' if I want to, can't I? “Fuck! Now, open your fucking mouth.” I knew he didn't pay anywhere near that for them, and tomorrow night they'd be worth nothing.