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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 cumshot in her mouth started talking, she began telling everyone that she would remain a child forever. Then, at about age gagging seven, 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 sucking 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 handjob 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 cock fell from the walls. The air inside the house turned blue 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. He’s clearly 6’10 or taller, he’s cock broad-shouldered, square-jawed, and has handjob really deep blue eyes. “You’ve got nothing-” I ask Tina to drive Dakota’s car to the hospital which she agrees to do. You would’ve thought someone with billions of years under her belt would be more mature. He ran his hand along her face gently and then down her neck. I was really getting into it and was so horny watching the movie with Olivia that I wanted to cum so badly. I went into the cumshot in her mouth kitchen and grabbed a soda from the fridge. I have big tits. "Oh god, don't stop." The ring of muscles tightened around the flared base and the person holding her finally released her waist, gagging though with the large object lodged inside her she struggled to move into any position other than the one she was in. With it bulging against the thin wall of her vagina she could feel it pressing against the vibrating egg, the gentle thrum of sucking the object spreading through her pelvis, so she just knelt still, focusing in her breathing as the men chatted casually around her. Her hand touched his cock,