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“Yes,” child-me grinned up at him, “he’s not supposed to be there, is he Daddy?” “No, he’s not.” Father grinned, “He’s being a very naughty raccoon. What do we do to naughty racoons?” A pebble shot through the air, and struck the robbing racoon right in the ass. The racoon squeaked in pain and surprise, and then scampered down the tree. “Fuck yeah!” Father exclaimed excitedly, jumping up and down like a little kid. “Ooo,” child-me said, “you broke the rule, Daddy!” “I was testing to make sure you still knew them,” Father smiled slyly to me, “what are they, Willowbud?” “Don’t swear, don’t kill, and never, ever, show anyone my super-powers.” Child-me recited. “That’s right,” Father said, and the knelt in front of child-me, “and those last two are the most important of all, Willowbud. I found that dear by Ashblossom’s tree.” “It wasn’t me.” Child-me lied, twisting her fingers behind herself and rocking back and forth on her feet. Father’s smile never broke as he saw through her lie. He had a way of saying important things, and teaching important lessons without any gravity or sternness. “Killing animals isn’t what nymphs do,” Father said, pulling child-me up and allowing her to ride atop his shoulders, “other people do, but we are the caretakes of the forest, the followers of The Life Givers, and we do not take what has been given.” Stop, I said to Corruption, feeling my heart sinking into my chest, don’t you ever show him to me, you cunt! He was a good man, Willowbud, Corruption replied softly as the dream blurred, the only one you ever loved. The only person who loved you more than I. Get the fuck out of my head! I screamed, but was only answered with another of Corruption’s memories. Child-me was aboard a ship to Tentigo. She was sad and afraid, clutching a pouch full of gold. It was my Mother’s parting gift, after she’d discovered what I was. The nymphs were Creationists, of sorts, but they only bigtits worshipped The Life Giver. All other gods were considered lesser, and Mother said my presence was a threat to the entire forest. She took me to the docks herself, telling no one what she was doing. She did it while Father was away, so that he wouldn’t webcam leave with me. Even at five years old, I knew it was just Mother’s way of getting rid of me; she just needed an excuse. I was standing right behind my younger self, my ethereal, black body not effected by the nauseating sways of the vessel. Child-me was in terrible, inconsolable pain, and Corruption could take the pain away. My black hands caressed the sobbing child, who clutched the bag of gold tightly to her chest; the only thing she had left of home. She didn’t want to spend it, she didn’t want to let it go. The only value the fortune had to her, was the nostalgic smell of maple sap that still wafted faintly from the amateur leather of the pouch. Corruption whispered her soothing song from my dreaming lips, and into child-me’s ear. Corruption made it easy to let the gold go. It was just rock, after all; rock cast and carved into coins, but rock nonetheless. Rock I could control, rock I could make hurt people. Hurting things made the pain leave; killing things made me happy. The coins blasted from the pouch, punching holes mature in the deck, punching holes in the hull, punching holes in the crew. Men screamed, men cried, men begged, and men died. It felt good to kill them. It felt masturbation so, fucking, good! He carried me inside, and all the way to my bedroom. And then she fluttered her eyebrows, "If you want that, you have to talk to Tina. We religiously believe in circumcision and it isn’t a choice. The other dark figure moves closer to me running both her hands slowly up my abdomen to my chest. I reached out slowly and put my hands on the dark, soft skin of her chunky thighs mature and ran them gently up till she pushed out her large tits right up to my face. my arrival. You have masturbation to treat your daughter as the passionate wench she is. If you brought us to this classy hotel, you have to do a beyond classy job of thrilling me too." It didn’t take much effort to allow her encumbered mammaries to spring free of their confines, and after a mild yank, they did. There it was the monster dragon dildo i had seen on display earlier... My tongue darted around his crown. It just felt right.” Oh, and tell your new boyfriend that bigtits we will be webcam having Police here along with paid security since I don’t want our home to be in shambles on New Year’s Day,” I tell her. “I’ve been wanting both of you since you’ve been coming to my restaurant. Maybe later we can shower together." she suggests with amateur a wink. I want all destruct protocols in place if it starts to escape I want it dead!"