theyrealwaysfull:The succubus agent had cut it a little fine, but she still had six minutes and fort
theyrealwaysfull:The succubus agent had cut it a little fine, but she still had six minutes and forty seconds to be clothed, downstairs in the car, and on her way to Osaka. In the other room the Paraguayan metahuman was starting to stir, starting to wonder why he felt so weak. But it was too late. In twelve hours, the essence of his power was going to be in a stainless steel tank at her milking station, and she was going to slipping back into a B-cup and planning her next mission. -- source link