I walked to the back of Gloria’s room, and sifted through a pile of heavy boxes until I found what massage I was looking for. I grunted as I pulled the coffin from behind the litter, and dragged the unwieldy box to the center of the room. This thing was getting heavier by the day. “When’s Gloria coming back?” Angela asked, “I don’t care if she can’t see or hear me, just having a person here would make all the difference.” “Gloria’s going to be gone for a while.” I grimaced. “Does Justina ask about me?” Angela asked, a touch of sadness in her voice. “All the time,” I said, thumbing the combination lock, “but I can’t tell her anything, Angela, for her own sake. If I told them, and Willowbud found out they knew…” The mechanism clicked into place, and I opened the coffin lid. Creating plants and animals was easy for me, but an actual person was an entirely different story. I thought I could think Angela’s body into existence like anything else, but it was not the case. I’d been making her piece by piece for two weeks, stealing what little time I could without making Willowbud suspicious. As of now, the project was an absolute horror-show, but I was making steady progress. Today, we started on the digestive system. “You know what I miss the most about having a body?” Angela said as I began my work on the esophageal tube. “What?” “Taking a huge shit,” Angela replied wistfully, “just sitting down, feeling the porcelain on your ass, and letting loose. The pressure blowing out your sphincter, the oddly-satisfying smell of your own refuse, the decompression in your gut as you-” “Stop!” I yelled, holding up a hand, “Just, stop. Please.” “I was just trying to get you in the right mindset,” Angela sniggered, “you will be making me a new butthole today.” “And if you want to keep your new butthole, it’ll have to be appealing enough for me to want to lick it.” “Would you really do that for me?” Hidden Cams Angela asked, batting her eyelashes with sarcastic adoration. “Yes, Angela,” I smiled at her, “when this is all done, I am going to eat the absolute shit out of your butthole.” “You wanna… you wanna rephrase that one?” Angela giggled, covering face. I leaned forward, levelling my eyes with hers until our irises were inches apart. I gave her the most exaggerated expression of lechery I could muster, asian licked my lips, and whispered, “No.” Angela burst into uncontrollable fits of laughter, japanese and I chuckled along with her as I got back to work. When I told her voyeur what we’d have to do to bind her new body, I’d expected her to be as averse to the idea as I’d been at first. She was not. I guessed years of catching me masturbating had warped her sexuality; either that, or she’d been spending way too much time inside the mind of a succubus. Now that she was out of Justina, Angela showed no signs of sexual interest, nor sexual maturity. Maybe it was because she’d never done the acts herself, and didn’t understand the ramifications of them. She didn’t know what it meant to physically want someone, and I didn’t know what it meant to be in love, but what we shared was something few people did. We’d been with each other since the beginning, after all, even before birth, and no bond is stronger than the one formed in the womb. My cock began a transformation from flaccid to erect. Julia likes to pretend she’s still an innocent, god-fearing voyeur nun, but she hasn’t been that person since I stuck a finger up her ass.” I laughed, but the mirth died to a frown, “Maybe the façade was always there,” I muttered, more to myself than Brandon, “maybe I just missed it. 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