I enjoyed being a pervert. I liked that I was now a bi pervert instead of just a lesbian pervert. “Let's do it,” I said, shivering. “We're ready,” said the final person in the van: Agent Miller. He was dressed in the suit, looking handsome and dangerous. He was the sort of man you'd imagined when thinking about a spy. He was indian going to guide us to the facility where Justin would shut down the machine and put an end to all this madness before more craziness—like the bizarre reality that my evil twin came from—spilled over into ours. “STOP!” Paris shouted. I shivered as that familiar feeling rippled over me. The gravitons flowed out of Paris and ran across my skin in a blink of an eye. She encased me in her power, allowing me to move through the paused time she created. I trembled, listening to the sounds of the outside world vanish. All the girls that were surrounding us, all the cheering sex slaves that my brother owned went silent. The amateur only sounds I heard was the sound of the van's engine running. “Thank god that worked,” Justin said, glancing at the front. “You did good, Paris.” We weren't sure Paris could bring the van into our paused reality. If it didn't work, we'd have to walk there. Or, I guess we could just have driven there. But it would take a couple hours, and who knew what would happen. Now we had all the time in the world. I grinned, hopped to my feet, and threw open the sliding side door of the boxy work van. I darted out of it, weaving through the cheering horde of girls. My brother shouted after me, but there was something I had to do. It didn't matter how long it took now. We could spend a year fucking around in paused time before we went to the facility and turned off the machine. While everything was frozen, not a single second would past for anyone else. I licked my lips, hungry to do this. It would be so naughty. Her pussy was really pushing down on my arm at this point. My cum spilled over and over into her delicious twat. “A two quart enema bag and tubing, we’ll get two nozzles, one for you and one for me for hygiene’s sake.” Myer could feel her tensing up and he inserted a second finger into her pussy making her squeak in pleasure. Then there was silence. Despite the tears, and horrible feelings inside me, I still couldn't resist the urge to masturbate to them. She laughed. When she hit the tower, the stone itself seemed to flex, bowing before the Dark Queen, amateur then bursting. Viola: The same time as everything else got bigger. I highly doubted the princess was standing idle while her beloved was playing such a dangerous game. There was a man indian wearing a black suit waiting at the steps for us.