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Lorraine and I lead our flocks through the mansion, both the males and females looking around in wonder. The halls were packed with people, spilling into every room we arrived at. We made our way to the back of the mansion, where all of the refurbished and new bedrooms were. “Everyone, these are your rooms,” I said, standing in college one of many corridors. “Unfortunately, there aren’t enough rooms for everyone, so a few of party you will have to double up. You can all decide who gets what room. At the end of every amateur hall is a bathroom, just make sure you all share.” “How long do we have to stay in our rooms?” Tim, Lorraine’s effeminate chinchilla boy, asked. “You don’t have to. You’re free to roam the house and the outside as much as you want, whenever you want. It can be the middle of the night, you can run laps around the house if you want. The only rules are to stay on the property, don’t make messes, and don’t disturb others.” The new hybrids were all in a state of shock. They had all grown up in the zoo, spending their lives behind fences. The idea of freedom was completely foreign to them. I saw Chloe move into the crowd from the edge, something that she would normally be far too shy to do. She came face to face with Lola, the two of them staring at each other. Minus their animal traits, they looked and acted so much alike they could have been sisters. “You’re Lola, aren’t you?” Chloe asked, wringing her tail in her hands. “Are you Chloe?” Lola asked in turn, hiding her arms behind her back to she could grip her own tail for comfort. “Master told me a lot about you. He said he couldn’t wait for us to meet.” “Yeah, he said the same thing to me.” No more words were spoken, both girls blushing in embarrassment, real but they were also smiling. The tour ended with us all outside behind the house. All the hybrids, even my girls and Lorraine’s boys, were running around the fields, in reality and out of the woods, jumping and playing in the sun. Lorraine, Elise, and I were sitting on the patio, watching them having the time of their life. “It’s like the liberation of France,” said Elise. “When I first started turning them at the zoo, and when I first saw them in that hospital, I felt so guilty for what I had done, for the life I had forced on them, but maybe with this, I can finally start to do right by them,” I said. As soon as I touched my nipples I got this tingling in college my lower stomach. It only lasted a few minutes and then the little princess real fell asleep...even though she got no milk. Jon party swam over to us and told us that he was going to take the hire car back and for us to go amateur up to our room in about 15 minutes. I could see that they were soaking wet, giving off the most delicious aroma I think I ever had the pleasure to inhale. I worked my pussy up and down his reality dick. “Get naked for daddy, Ari.” As they passed Philly, Sara’s phone rang. Remember that?"