Kryannette's muscles tense with the delayed penetration of Khallyon; The Young Man is enjoying the enticing view, licking his lips as the Femboy's shivering body shows how terrified he is.
Khallyon moves his right hand under the blonde wig of Kryannette, sensing the Femboy's hair is way longer of what he remembers from the Initial Timeline Iteration.
{Someone is messing with my toy… , I need to know who is that friend that helps Kryannette so much, She must be a variable the Continuum is using, Or a problem that I will gladly take care of…}
The Young Man throws the wig to the neighboring couch "Look at you, this length and colour is better than the blonde, never occult this again, Understood?".
"Yes Sir".
"Good, That is your only purpose, Being an Obedient Little Sissy"; Say Khallyon with a patronizing and condescending intonation, patting the dark magenta hair of Kryannette, amassing and twisting the feminine hair into a makeshift ponytail.
"So, Tell me, What are you?".
