“I cannot answer that. Any alterations to the present would be an affront to the eternal ‘now.’
“You need to breathe it out, Lucilla, or you’ll become addicted to it.” Angela frowned, “I’m still feeling Corruption’s affects, and this isn’t even my body.” Angela gave me a guilty look, “I’m sorry about what I just did. XXX “No.” I replied, cursing my inability to lie. Vines glowing with blue energy were attached to my neck, sternum, and abdominal vitals, the tendrils pulsing with the cadence of my heartbeat. I gently grasped her dirtied cock, brought it to my lips, and took it in. “Nothing.” Willowbud whispered. Julia yelped, scurried over to Lucilla, then sat on her haunches, and stared up at her new master with adoring puppy-eyes. I was impressed, and a little jealous. Julia had leaned forward to wash my breasts, and I, full of lust and wine, had kissed her.
