Mitch tried to take stock of the situation. It was not easy. His mind naturally kept going back to the sight of his sister (his sister!) and her supernatural body. Mitch smiled. He had the most gorgeous sister/girlfriend possible.
Of all the people passed out (dead?) two of the men right by the door were in police uniforms. How long before their failure to check in cause backup to arrive? Mitch could see the patrol car across the street.
Mitch realized that if he was going to ever be able to think for himself again, and if he was ever going to make his town safe for men, he needed to do something to limit Rae's impact.
The Blueberry had to be somewhere in the back yard. But where was Rae? Where was that gorgeous goddess with the perfect breasts who seemed to sweat lilacs as he came again and again while she rocked over him....
Mitch shook his head. Maybe he would be able to build up a tolerance to Rae, but it wasn't going to happen without the Blueberry.
Mitch heard splashing and an incredibly erotic sigh. Rae was in the pool. The thought got Mitch's juices flowing again. He felt like he had two choices, fuck Rae until he was dead or use the Blueberry to make some other kind of life possible. (Mitch didn't realize that thanks to Rae and the Blueberry, death was not an option.) Mitch made up his mind to run to the Blueberry, give himself a tolerance for Rae's gorgeousness--somehow, and then find a way to get control of the situation.
Mitch tried to think up the proper commands. Mitch thought about how the Blueberry wasn't supposed to do things that you didn't want it to do. He wondered how things had gotten out of control? Perhaps, because he really did want Rae to look like she did, and he really did want to fuck her until he was dead, that the Blueberry had let it happen.
Mitch felt that he was running out of time. If he was going to make his break for it, it would have to be now, before Rae got out of the pool, before Mitch was overcome again with lust and desire, and before he didn't care about being overcome with lust and desire.
Steeling himself, Mitch ran to the backyard where he hoped the Blueberry was, averting his eyes to keep from looking at Rae
Thu Nov 12 22:49:45 2015