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WARNING! This warning is not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2018 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. It all started when cousin Bridget made her prophecy. Bridget has always been a very weird little girl. Perhaps I should say she has always been a very weird... and very little... girl. Aunt Nora used to say that Bridget must have been kissed by the Fey as she drew her first breath. Shortly after Bridget started talking, she began telling everyone that she would remain a child forever. Then, at about age seven, Hairy she just stopped growing. She didn’t seem to get any older mentally and she didn’t get any bigger physically. Everything just stopped. They took her to all sorts of doctors and did all sorts of tests, but no one could explain what had happened. They tried growth hormone shots and several experimental procedures, but Bridget continued to remain a small child... just as she had said she would. But that wasn’t all. Shortly after she stopped growing, Bridget started having these “fits.” She would freeze up– sometimes in the middle of a sentence– and then say something really weird in a really strange, high-pitched voice that was almost a squeak. Once, when we were at Grandma O’Rourke’s for a family reunion, right in the middle of dinner, she froze up and said, “Mhamó you have such a beautiful house with such beautiful things. It’s too bad that it will all burn tonight.” We all laughed it off– sort of– but then right after midnight a severe thunderstorm suddenly brewed up. The lightening and thunder was almost continuous. Everyone was awake and looking out the windows when suddenly Bridget began screaming in that high-pitched voice, “Everyone downstairs, NOW!” That we couldn’t laugh off. We took off running. Grandma was the last one to come down the stairs. She had barely made it into the living room with the rest of us when two huge bolts of lightening struck the house almost simultaneously. It was like an explosion as windows broke and pictures fell from the walls. The air inside the house turned blue blondes for what seemed like at least a minute or two and an acrid taste filled our mouths. Then everything was orange with fire. “The barn!” Grandma yelled. “Everyone run for the barn.” We were all standing in the big doorway to the barn watching the house burn when the fire trucks arrived. The fire captain ran up to us and yelled, “Is everyone japanese out of the house?” Grandma O’Rourke smiled at him and said, “Yes, our sweet little sprite warned us it would happen and we were all downstairs when the lightening hit.” Standing in front of the stairs, I surprise the well rounded girl fully naked and with fullly stiff cock again. She laughed nervously and, still holding my dick with her hand, rolled onto her back. She did manage to procure a station porter to move her luggage. Blood pooled in his hairy pubes as saliva mixed with it and John found himself nervously waiting to see his cock disappear. “For you to take my virginity.” Then her thumb popped into my cunt. “Um, why would you ask that?” I could now see his huge cock was still hard and Hairy looked monstrous because of its girth. Make my pussy milk out all that delicious cream from your dick. "You want him to fuck you?" I rammed into Mrs. Albertson's cunt, sliding to the depths in her. “Yes Mr Batelli.” We all said in unison. They all got dressed and we headed downstairs. It did not take long before I felt the beginning of my first orgasm from his cock. Oh, and there is one more thing we need to discuss. I thought he capitulated far too easy." Malcolm answered"You ever known Ben to kid about a bet?" "Good morning sugar" I heard Lynne say walking to the coffee pot pouring her coffee. I rocked to and fro on his lap as his cock pushed hard up into me. He reached down and stroked my clit and I shook with a hard orgasm as he was flowing again, spewing his cum into me. And she’ll pay! The Master positioned himself behind the girl, and gently placed a hand on her smooth buttock. “I really am sorry to have ruined your evening. “Shh! Her wrists were clenched up in her bonds. They felt like velvet from the tightly packed fur blondes covering her thick lips and I gently stroked them massaging deeper and pushing them apart. I was putting the sheets in the washer japanese when Logan walked into the room, I told her that it was late and she should be asleep as she had school tomorrow. My brother and I were sharing the most intense sex we had ever done.