Creeping Dawn: The Rise of the Black Centipede

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Willy Rowe is always happy to have some fun at the park. Especially considering no one seems to age past 10 anymore, and everyone's bodies have hyper proportions! Willy and his friends make a big, sexy mess of the park, just like they do every day. I didn’t engage in any hanky-panky during the week because I felt emotionally drained by the loss of my grandfather. Truthfully, the tryst with the boy on the plane, Charlie, happened before the real emotional impact of the death had hit me and I spend the entire week consoling family members and being consoled in return. I did think about my powers quite a bit, though, and came to the conclusion that I did not need to be careful as to whom I turned into a drone. By the time the funeral was over, I had over one hundred fifty drones in my colony. Nothing felt different when someone was added and I knew, deep down, that there was no limitation as to how many I cold turn into my drones. Pete, my thirteen year old brother, was about to start eighth grade and the latter half of the summer was filled with him strutting around the house like the soon-to-be big-man-on-campus he thought he was. It was funny, actually, and I teased him about it pretty regularly. Wiltmore Middle School, where I had been big-man-on-campus years earlier, had a pretty close-knit student body in part because there was slightly less than one hundred kids split between the sixth, seventh, and eighth grades and in part because the school was a very respectable private institution flushed with well-to-do families. Cheyenne was not a huge town by any stretch of the imagination and Wiltmore was generally well regarded within the community for it’s academic prowess.

So I reached into his mind and set the story for the night. Then I reached out and told his parents to go to bed. But regardless of the many differences that separate each creature from each other. The many flora and fauna scattered in these lands all have one thing in common. We should do this more often,” Tyler said as his brother David rubbed the bath lotion across his shoulders into a nice lather.Also, none of this is real. It’s not meant to be taken seriously, whatsoever. Don’t have sex with minors or relatives! Hope you enjoy! Series

Leo bit his lip, thinking about the tributes. To the best of his limited knowledge, his kingdom had always had an agreement with the ogres across the ocean. They didn't invade and, in return, his kingdom sent five boys a year, between the ages of four and seven, to be turned into Ogre Jellies. Of course, boys did not volunteer to be tributes all that often. Most tried everything they could not to be randomly selected, pulled from their homes and their mother's embrace, and placed on the summoning portal to vanish across the deep ocean. The prior year, Leo's friend Maxey had been one such boy selected, the six-year-old giving Leo a tearful wave just before the magic caused him to disappear. The temper tantrum he had thrown only a few hours earlier had been epic. He'd screamed and threatened and begged but his parents refused to let him attend the midsummer jousting tournament because, in their opinion, he was going to grow up to be a tavern-keeper like them and there was no use thinking above his station. In a desperate bid, Leo remembered telling them that maybe he was going to choose not to grow up at all. Maybe he would choose to volunteer to be an Ogre Jelly and be done with it! 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. I let go of Liam as he came down from his climax, standing slightly and stooping down to lift the quaking boy to his feet. I pulled him over to his twin bed had him crawl up on it, his legs spread apart slightly so I could see my prize. As his bottom parted and I saw, for the first time, his beautiful boypussy, I knew I’d made the right choice. I dove in without preamble, my tongue shoved as deeply as it would go while I twisted and turned to a chorus of Liam’s yips and groans. I ate his ass for almost a minute while the boy made the most delightful sounds and his tight sphincter, thanks to my aggressive and assertive tongue, slowly relaxed and opened. At some point, his arms gave out and his chest and head fell to the bed, the boy overwhelmed.

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Oh Mike. That was the best! I’ve wanted that forever.” I grinned, probing the boys mind a bit and realizing that, yes, he had a huge crush on Chester and was going to grow up to be gay. I smiled as Chester retuned. So Zach and Tyler,” I said a moment later as we all casually relaxed in the shallow section. “You know that your mom and dad have tasked me with teaching you about guy sex, right? And that’s why we are all here today?” They giggled. Maybe,” said Daniel dubiously, “but not too often. I don’t want you guys thinking we like you or anything.” Well, we didn’t actually believe all that. We’re not stupid. You can’t really change what we believe. Instead, you gave us the story you wanted us to act out and, because we WANT to act it out for you, since you are our king, we did.” He must have thought I still didn’t quite look convinced. “So, what’s the problem? What are you concerned about?” Chester,” answered Lyle, shrugging and giving me a look as if I should already know what was going on. “He said he was going to beat me up so me and Pat ran here as fast as we could. He was right behind us.”

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My jaw dropped. See, I hadn’t been thinking about sex at all when the two of us came over here. I had just planned on making this stop and humiliating Chester a bit for his behavior (though, whether you can humiliate a drone is a bit up for debate - I wasn’t really thinking about that though). But a blowjob? I had no idea how Lyle even knew what a blowjob was. That said, the little horndog now had my mind racing down a totally different path. If you asked Ben by 11:45pm whether he truly felt “punished,” the boy would answer “hell no.” He and I were both totally asleep by midnight. There were boys in here. Human boys. All around his age or younger, these were the tributes sent in years past to become Ogre Jellies and Leo blinked as he thought he recognized a few faces. But while he may have once called them compatriots, they were now quite different from the little boys they had been. So,” I began, “I think I want to start with the oldest and work my way to the youngest. Daniel, aren’t you older than David?”