Lost on Oblivion – Kindred Tales Read Online Evangeline Anderson

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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
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“Yes, they got my Manimals too. Let me see, who did I have with me?” Goodie Bo-long frowned. “Oh yes—it was Manny and Gobi.” She sighed. “My poor, dear Gobi. Manny can fend for himself but Gobi is such a good boy he won’t even fight to defend himself!”

“Is he really your stepson?” Andi asked, unable to help her curiosity. “I mean, really?”

“If you must know, yes—he is,” Goodie Bo-long said stiffly. “But I’m only ten years older than him. He was around twenty when The Incident occurred.”

“The Incident you caused,” Andi reminded her—she was tired of being polite. “Do you think the people who took us know that?”

“I don’t think so—not that I care.” Goodie Bo-long lifted her chin defiantly. “They’ll punish us just the same, no matter what they know.”

“What do you mean? What kind of punishment do you think they’re going to give us?” Andi demanded. “And what about Cade?”

“Oh, never fear, my dear—your Manimal will be there,” Goodie Bo-long said dryly. “In fact, I’m fairly certain that he will be part of your punishment.”

“What? How? How could that be?” Andi demanded.

“I’ve heard of what other New Order chapters do to women they consider to be ‘morally corrupt,” Goodie Bo-long told her. “Look at the Chronometer on the wall—what do you see?”

“Uh…” Andi squinted at the digital readout flashing on the wall beyond the bars. “Is that right?” she asked at last. “Have we really been out nearly twelve hours?”

“You have—I wasn’t given the mercy of a knock-out dart,” Goodie Bo-long said. “I’ve been sitting here bored, with nothing to do except watch you snore.”

“I don’t snore!” Andi exclaimed, and then realized they were getting off the subject. “Go back to what you said about Cade being part of my punishment—how can that be true? He’s my Protector—he would never hurt me!”

“Oh no? Think of it, my dear—it’s now been twelve hours since your Manimal has had either your Sweet Drops or your honey—or any kind of access to your pussy,” Goodie Bo-long remarked. “He should be just about ready to go Primal by now.”

“Go Primal?” Andi asked. She vaguely remembered Flow-da telling a story about a friend whose Manimal had “gone Primal” and attacked her. But surely Cade wouldn’t do anything like that—would he?

“An unfortunate side effect of the Magroagaricus trisporus infection in males,” Goodie Bo-long said dryly, as though she was giving a lecture, “Is the tendency of the excess sex hormones to build up in their system. If they aren’t given what they need to control their sexual impulses, they go into overdrive, if you will. Resulting in a state of hyper-sexuality in which the Manimal will fuck just about any female he comes across to death—if he doesn’t tear her apart with his teeth, first.”

“What?” Andi couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Surely you must be exaggerating,” she said blankly. “Cade wouldn’t do that to me! He wouldn’t attack me!”

“If you want to know how he’s feeling, consult your own body,” Goodie Bo-long said. “Think how long it’s been since you’ve been licked or sucked or mounted and think about how you feel as a result.”

Andi took a moment to take stock of herself. Her headache had let up some now that she was sitting upright and she realized that she was, indeed, feeling the effects of her twelve-hour sexual fast.

“I feel…empty,” she said at last, squeezing her thighs together tightly. “And achy.”

“And almost painfully aroused, I imagine,” Goodie Bo-long remarked. “That’s because your body has gotten used to getting serviced regularly.”

“But if it’s this bad for us, how much worse must it be for the New Order?” Andi remarked. “How can they stand it?”

“The New Order have the same sexual urges that we do but they don’t give in to them—so they don’t feel nearly our levels of need,” Goodie Bo-long remarked. “If they’d just gone ahead and found some nice Manimals to fuck them, they wouldn’t be so sour and unhappy right now.”

“So…our Manimals are feeling the same way we are right now? Uh, extremely aroused?” Andi asked.

“That’s an understatement, my dear,” Goodie Bo-long said dryly. “Take what you’re feeling and multiply it by ten and you’ll see why your dear, sweet Cade won’t hesitate to split you apart with his cock the moment they put you in a pen with him.”

“But…but he wouldn’t!” Andi protested. “And anyway, what about the antidote?”

“It’s either already kicked in and you’ve missed your window of opportunity because it went to work on him while he was knocked out, or it has yet to take effect,” Goodie Bo-long told her. “Sometimes it can take up to thirty-six hours to work on extra large subjects—which your Manimal certainly is. That means that by the time they bring us to trial tomorrow morning, he will be at the end of his window.”



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