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“No, it’s perfect, exactly what I’ve been looking for. I’ve just already replicated it.” He raised his hat, showing the duplicate headband underneath. He didn’t wear it constantly, like when he used his magic, but he hoped to be able in time. The sight shocked Saimallah.“That’s impossible! How are you walking around? It should take months before you can even stand!”

“There we go! I knew you'd remember!” She grinned wickedly, releasing my dick and using both hands to fiddle at the side of her skirt. It fell away, revealing an unbelievable, thick eight inch cock, springing ready and eager into the air! God damn! I'd never have guessed Ray, of all people, had a dick like that! If I'd known, maybe we wouldn't have picked on him so much. “All senior year, you and your jock friends thinking you were such hot stuff! Pinning me down, making me suck you off, calling me your sissy faggot bitch, just because I was a little bit effeminate, and wasn't into sports! Taking pictures of me doing it, blackmailing me, so you didn't even have to hold me down anymore! Making me come whenever you'd call! You have no idea how long I've been dreaming about this moment! But we're going to see who's the bitch now, aren't we Brian? Oh, yeah! We're going to see!”

Noah stored the feather in his ring and tossed Berholm another pouch of gems. “I’ve seen enough for today. Let me know who you need me to deal with tomorrow.”