“You won’t get my soul,” I said, a little more frightened than I would have liked. After what I saw on the example of the teacher, I didn’t want to be “rewritten” by me.

“I already guessed,” she grinned wryly, grinning. - Then how about the body? You will rent it to me. Let's say half a year. I really need it for experiments on human modification. We will start immediately after the expiration of your month. You can read the contract if you wish.

At the click of my fingers, my SF buzzed, opening an electronic contract.

- And no “edits” of brains? I asked incredulously, flipping through a document that would almost certainly drastically change my life.

- No-kih. - Your soul, mind and will remain yours to the end, - she smiled seductively.

- I will sign if we reconsider the term - half a year is somehow too much for the whole month. Do not you think so? I offer three months, - having scrolled through the contract, I began to bid.

I thought the eyes of the blonde flashed unkindly for a moment, but this could be the usual glow of lamps.

- Oh, as a result of modifications, you will almost certainly get absolute immunity, extend your life and even God knows what is useful, but still bargain? Do not cease to surprise you people. Five months and not a day less, ”she said, clicking to change the term in the contract.

Silently, I signed the contract. For me, it didn’t play for 5 or 6 months, I just wanted to show off in front of the girl, saying that I, too, did not sew and the last word was mine. True, in such matters the main thing is not to overdo it, and then it goes around comes around.

“Excellent,” she purred rather squinting. - I want to note right away, somewhere in my den, your signature appeared on the paper version of this agreement. I beg you, do not take this transaction lightly - this is a full-fledged contract with the demon. Its failure to carry the most severe penalties. This applies to both you and me. Therefore, for a full month, Alena's soul is yours. Enjoy.

And the truth is, the program has re-earned, and the counter scales have gone as they had not. To say how much I was glad, it means to say nothing. Saying goodbye to my personal demon, a little faster than etiquette demanded, I hurried from the bar. I had a long sleepless night ahead. At the mere thought of the possibilities that had opened up to me, my head was spinning and my jeans were sticking out in a causal place.

On the way to Alena Petrovna’s apartment, my fingers continually scribbled into the Federation Council, introducing one change after another. The smile did not leave my face all the way, but when the door of her apartment opened and an Englishwoman, burning with passion, pounced on me - it became even wider. Our bodies merged into hot, throwing clothes, a whirlwind, sweeping straight into the bedroom. From the old bitch there was not much left, the new Alain loved and wanted me, wanting to please in all possible ways that only a woman is capable of.

All night long on the span I slapped her and hollowed it, planting all my balls in her greedy until my dick squatting pussy. I may not have distinguished myself with a special fantasy, but it was good for me and her, so I “edited” her. I never thought that I could have sex for so long, but as soon as my dick relaxed a little, Alenka found a way to raise him "into battle." This slut out of me squeezed all the juice!

So I woke up right on her, lying on her back with legs open, buried her face in her sweaty, smelly sex animal boobs. It looks like she did not even dare take out my farm from her warm tender hole, and she hugged me, caressing my hair with one hand! Miracles and only. With a squish, I got off her, proudly looking at the stream of sperm flowing from her.

Under my watchful gaze, my little girl reached out like a cat and with a charming smile got out of bed.

“Ah, dear, I was your bedding tonight,” she giggled, giggling, throwing over to my regret an elegant silk robe of a soft pink color. - I will take sick leave at work and we will be able to continue from where we finished. But first I have to walk Lola.

- Whom? - I startled.

“Lola, my dog,” she smiled. - The poor thing in the bathroom was probably already exhausted.

For the first time I hear about a dog. About the guy - knew, and now the dog? I can not tolerate them. And I will not. From today Alena Petrovna belongs to me and only to me.

Meanwhile, the Englishwoman brought out Lola - a hefty German Great Dane, who, with a happy whine, rushed to lick Alain. Dear probably.

- Good, good girl! - She giggled fearlessly stroking this shaped monster that can bite off her head in the blink of an eye.

“Kisonka, I'm afraid you will have to sell Lola,” I said with false regret, pulling on my pants. As if understanding everything, menacingly the dog snarled at me. “And put off your boyfriend, so that he would never even think about it again, to meet you again.”

- Damn it with Pavel, but Lola ... I raised her when she was still a puppy!

Vidocq she had the most that neither is pitiful. The dog was more precious to her boyfriend, but now let's see how dear I am to her.

“Sell it,” he said, with an iron hint in his voice. - And no "but." Give me the money.

With a pretty head, she nodded reluctantly, biting her lip in regret. That's better, but in order to ease her conscience and remove the differences in our relationship, I dressed and “edited” her love of dog. After a crazy night in the near future, the desire to have sex with me disappeared. This Alain can make sex machine, but I'm not iron after all.

That's from all this rushed. First of all, I moved to her house, turning from a regular high school student into a king with my small two-room kingdom and personal slave. At home I threw a scandal, completely quarreling with my stepfather. After the death of his mother, he became my sole guardian, and that infuriated me. He constantly pointed out how I should live, although he himself was still a loser. Like any teenager, I wanted to escape from the custody of my parents, but not everyone has opportunities for this. I tried very hard to burn all the bridges leading to him, taking some of his money. Because of this amount, he will not claim me, but he will hardly be looking for anything to return home either.

While my trouble-free teacher worked at school, I walked around the city of the waste of her money, which turned out not so much as I imagined, but much more than that of an ordinary teacher. Expensive booze, clothes, sex accessories, erotic lingerie for my girl and other joys of life for a couple of weeks exhausted my money supply. By that time, sex was my usual thing. In the morning, Alain woke me up with a first-class suction and never went to work without sperm in her pussy. Faced with monetary difficulties inevitable in my lifestyle, I decided to go further - to turn a school teacher into a whore. If earlier she gave only to me, now - to all whom I ordered her. At first she had a tantrum, so I again had to resort to the program. I turned her cozy room into a real nest of vice and debauchery, not to mention the cameras recording everything for further pornography.

The first customers were the guys from the school, there were a lot of them and they had long been eager for Alain. The case remained for small - call the price. But this could not pass unnoticed. Despite the assurances of the “clients” to be silent, the information somehow leaked out and Alain lost her job. But even this turned out to be a profit for me - she had more free time and now she could devote all of herself to her new full-fledged work. And after the dissemination of information from her and her clients, the teacher and the director from her former school added.

The remaining weeks flew by instantly.Having fun and drowning in unbridled sex, I completely forgot about the contract. No, I did not forget, I rather did not want to think about it and it struck me back .... Read more →