Demon Star Pandora [Interstellar]

When Mitchell got up, he made himself a breakfast out of what Morris had in the refrigerator, and when it was ready, Morris came back with various styles of panties and lace stockings.

Mitchell saw Morris' underpants on the table and couldn't help asking, "Has your memory finally recovered?"

"What memory?" Morris was at a loss, "I just saw that your penis is no longer suitable for men's underwear, so I bought these for you. Didn't you say that your penis was cut off?"

"...It's over." Mitchell has done everything, but Morris still hasn't recovered his memory, and he has nothing to do.

"Actually, my penis is transparent. I'm just kidding you." Mitchell had to tell the truth, "I'm not suitable for wearing this kind of women's underwear. It's very uncomfortable."

In fact, his underwear before was all gorgeous lace styles, but they were men's styles custom-made by Morris.

"What nonsense are you talking about! How could someone's xx be transparent!" Morris said, crossing his arms.

Mitchell had no choice but to come to him, take his hand and put it on his cock.It turned out that he had washed his underwear, and now he was cooking with a bath towel around him.

"Feel it yourself, and, I forgot to tell you, your xx will still glow." Mitchell whispered in his ear.

Morris froze, it wasn't that he believed that a cock would glow, but that he really touched it! !

He quickly tore off Mitchell's bath towel and found that he was holding transparent air! !But it has texture!

No!The light was too dark last night, and now I can only vaguely see it with the sunlight outside. Mitchell really has xx!It's just more transparent than the most transparent crystal, it's almost invisible!

But it does exist!

Mitchell is a guy with crystal xx!And xx is really the same as Bingjing, it is a bit cold!

"Believe it? You were drunk last night." Mitchell said.

"You! Are you a monster!" Morris took a few steps back in fright.

"I'm not a monster, I'm just a genetically enhanced race. I'm also called a star species in the galaxy." Mitchell said.

"Are you an alien?!" Morris began to be confused.

"You're an alien too, Morris!" Mitchell suddenly pushed him down on the sofa, pulled off his pants early in the morning, and began to tease him.

Morris did not live up to expectations and won again.

I don’t know if it’s because Mitchell’s skills were tempered too well by Morris, and Morris was quickly made shy and sensual by Mitchell. .

As a result, Mitchell suddenly grabbed his skirt and said, "Look at your own dick!"

Morris reluctantly opened his eyes, looked down, and sure enough, his cock was glowing!

"This is what you did, right! How could my cock glow! You made something!" Morris yelled in disbelief.

Mitchell changed his posture at this time, hugged Morris from behind, then grabbed his cock, and continued to rub it with his hands, Morris was made limp again, and he could only let him play with it, who knew that Mitchell Qier said: "You try to concentrate your strength on your cock!"

"What?!" Morris blushed.

"Just try it!" Mitchell said.

Morris then tried to straighten up his cock, in fact, he didn't know why he listened to Mitchell's nonsense, but when he concentrated all his strength on the cock, he only heard a "boom--", his xx actually shot a beam of light!

Then his TV blew up.

"Although it's just a small light bullet, it's enough to prove that you still have superpowers." Mitchell nodded seriously.

"I'm xxxx!!! What the hell is this!!! My TV!!!" Morris growled.

Morris, who finally calmed down a little from the chaos, decided to go to work.

His job today is to help a rich lady take a photo. Before that, he sent Mitchell home.

Of course, Mitchell was wearing his clean underwear.

He decided to settle accounts with Mitchell after get off work.Find out what's going on.But he didn't plan to report the existence of the monster Mitchell to the relevant departments, after all, he was really enjoyed by Mitchell.And he... has become a little obsessed with this feeling.

When Mitchell came back, Delanon started nagging, saying he hadn't come home all night or something.

Originally, Delanon had the beauty of the world, and when Mitchell arrived on this planet, his appearance was between that of Delano and Lovin. His face turned out to be somewhat similar to when he looked in the mirror.

"Mitchell, you..." Delanon wondered if it was his own illusion.He originally thought that Mitchell looked very familiar, but now he finally realized that Mitchell looked very similar to himself!

Is he related to himself? !

"Who the hell are you? Who are your parents?!" Delanon asked.

"Are you asking about my biological parents or my adoptive parents?" Mitchell asked.

"Of course it's your own!"

"I don't know either." Mitchell stared at Delanon and said, if he told Delanon, who was amnesiac, that he was a person who synthesized Delanon's genes, he would probably go crazy.

"Forget it, I have something to go out today, you can watch the house at home, don't run around." Delano said.

"You want to go out? Can you go out by yourself? What are you going to do?" Mitchell asked.

"Why can't I go out? Even if my legs are inconvenient, I can still go out, no one stipulates that I am not a free person." Delanon's self-esteem is a little arrogant, "Huaxing called me this morning and said that there is The patron took a fancy to my painting and asked me to come over, and we may have a long-term cooperation."

"That's a good thing! If your order is completed, we won't have to go hungry." Mitchell said.

Talk like he's a parasite.Delanon gave Mitchell a disdainful look.

"I'll go with you, so I can take care of you." Mitchell said again.

"No need!" Delanon was afraid that Mitchell would stumble and bump on the road and delay things again, "You stay at home, I have left you food."

After that, Delanon packed up his clothes and was ready to go out.

In this way, the boring morning was spent while Mitchell was lying in bed watching TV.

Delanon still has a few paintings on the remodeled balcony, and they look so-so. Such paintings can be bought for hundreds of dollars, right?he thought.

Moreover, the content of Delanon's paintings is super monotonous, full of various roses.

Should it be said that he is a flirt at heart or is he even more flirtatious?

Mitchell stretched and looked out the window—the sky was gray and the sun was barely visible, but—

I can't see the strange black tall building from last night either!

what happened? !According to the volume of the black building, it should be visible in every corner of the city, but now it can't be seen alive!

As soon as he noticed the abnormality, Mitchell felt his stump began to twitch.

He was lying on the bed covered in cold sweat, holding his trembling legs with both hands.

Although he would twitch occasionally before, it was definitely not as severe as it is now.

Unfortunately, there was a knock on the door.

"Mitchell! Open the door, it's me!" Morris said outside. He finally finished his work early and came here in a hurry, but no one answered after knocking on the door for a while.

"If you don't open the door again, I'm going to knock on the door!" Morris didn't want to give up at all. Although he imagined that the two of them might not be at home, how could it be possible?

Finally, the door was opened by a sweaty Mitchell.

"What's wrong with you? You haven't opened the door for half a day! Your face is so bad!" Morris exclaimed.

"My leg twitched, and it's still twitching." Mitchell said in distress, and his body softened after speaking, but fortunately, Morris hugged him and carried him back to the bed.

Morris quickly boiled hot water, then used a hot towel to compress Mitchell's broken leg, and continued to massage him.

Mitchell looked out the window, and saw that the disappearing black building suddenly appeared in the distance, but its appearance was gradually fading away, as if being gradually shrouded in thick fog.

After a while, the black building disappeared again.

And his convulsions stopped.

"Is it induction? My leg?" Mitchell murmured.

"What sensation?" Morris asked, rubbing his stumped leg with both hands.

"My leg was cut off in a place of chaos. It can be said that the leg was swallowed by the chaos itself, and it has a sense of the power of chaos."

"I can't understand what you're saying at all, are you feeling better?" Morris asked.

"Okay!" Mitchell immediately revived with full blood.

At the same time, Delanon, who finally came to the painting store, pressed his legs—the slight twitching made him a little worried about whether he would be able to persist until the contract was signed, but at this moment his legs began to cramp.

However, the convulsion disappeared quickly, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to turn the wheelchair to follow the person in charge of the painting shop to the conference room.

"It's Mr. Lowen who wants to acquire your paintings and hope to have a long-term cooperation with you." The person in charge opened the door and introduced a distinguished guest who had already been waiting in the conference hall.

"I want to have a chat with Mr. Mo alone." Luo Wen, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looked radiant and full of momentum.

After the person in charge closed the door, Luo Wen stretched out his hand and said, "You are Mr. Mo, the painter. I have admired you for a long time."

Delanon wanted to shake hands with him, so he turned the wheel on one side of the wheelchair, but the wheelchair suddenly jammed!

This dilapidated cheap wheelchair, which hadn't been faulty for a long time, is now faulty!

Delano panicked.

He continued to turn the wheelchair vigorously, only to hear a crackling sound, some parts broke out, and then his body lost his balance—the wheelchair fell apart!

"You're not injured!" Luo Wen hugged Delanon in time before he hit the ground. Delanon, who has no legs, has no ability to move and can only lean limply in his arms, with a face full of embarrassment.

Luo Wen was amazed at the thinness and fragility of the beautiful painter's body. His body without legs seemed so small, and he just hugged him completely in his arms, and he couldn't bear to let go for a while.

The moment he touched Luo Wen's body, Delanon's legs began to tremble involuntarily again.

Noticing that Delanon's stumped leg was shaking, Lovin had to put him on a chair with a back.Delanon's face was flushed, he didn't feel the pain of convulsions at the moment, but for some reason, he just couldn't stop the trembling of his legs, and for some reason, his body had a strange feeling, like blood spurting, even...

Even xx is...that!

What a shameful reaction! !Why is this happening! !

He was about to dig a hole in the ground and get in!

"Don't be nervous." Luo Wen comforted him half-kneeling in front of him. He naturally saw Delanon's abnormal reaction and the strange reaction below him, thinking that these severely disabled people might have some abnormal behaviors due to their physical disabilities, such as The fright just now led to confusion in some respects.

However, he couldn't help thinking about it, and then thought, this person's legs have been amputated at a high level, so he can't have sex with others, right?Maybe it's hard to hold back on weekdays...

"I...can you help me..." Luowen couldn't help saying, seeing that Delonon's high spirits were so high that he could see clearly through his clothes.

"......too... shame..." Delanon was about to cry in embarrassment at the moment, but the reaction below was like a pervert.

Luo Wen accidentally helped him untie his pants. He didn't know why he did this, probably because this person was the most beautiful person he had ever seen!

When he took off Delanon's pants and exposed him naked in front of him, Delanon didn't know what to do, so he could only grit his teeth: "No...don't do this..."

But he couldn't control himself, he just obeyed Luo Wen's fiddling and couldn't struggle.

Luo Wen was completely fascinated by Delanon's body at this time. He pressed Delanon's two snow-white thighs that were still trembling slightly with both hands, and gently separated them—since only the thighs were left, the two thighs were still slightly shaking. The residual leg was extremely light and weak, almost at the mercy of others.

After parting, the swollen cock was clearly visible, and Delanon closed his eyes in shame.

Luo Wen was silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and covered himself.

The warm and moist feeling enveloped Delanon, making him bite his lip so as not to make a sound.

so...so comfortable...

Delanon tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the chair with both hands, and his two thigh stumps rested on Lovin's shoulders, feeling wave after wave of unbelievable shocks.

Why did it become such an out-of-control situation?His mind was so confused that he couldn't think anymore.

just feel...comfortable...

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When Lovin carried Delanon out of the conference room and sent him to his car, he attracted attention all the way, which made Delanon feel embarrassed.

But his wheelchair was falling apart, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only be at the mercy of the man who had just fucked him.

What happened today was so beyond his reason and common sense that he didn't even know what to say.

On the other hand, Luo Wen acted as if nothing had happened, and said while driving, "I'll take you to buy a better wheelchair."

Delanon, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looked down at his stump wrapped in his pants. He also put his hands on his legs and rubbed the fabric of the pants. The blush on his face hadn't faded.

"How did you become disabled?" Luo Wen asked suddenly.

"Car...car accident." Delanon whispered.

"Haven't you thought about getting prosthetics? I don't think your legs have shrunk yet." Luo Wen asked again.

"No...funds..." Delanon looked out the window.

"Let me help you." Luo Wen said suddenly, "Take it as a deposit for buying your painting."

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After finally taking care of Mitchell's convulsions, Morris took out the gift he wanted to give Mitchell - a lightweight titanium alloy sports wheelchair.

"This wheelchair is nice, it feels super light." Mitchell was trying out his new mobility tool in the room.

"This wheelchair costs more than 8 yuan." Morris said, "Use it sparingly. Seeing that you always smoke from time to time, it's not as safe as sitting in a wheelchair."

"Why are you suddenly so willing to spend money on me?" Mitchell's eyes lit up, "Have you recovered some memory?"

"Don't mention those nonsense! I don't care if you are an alien or not, anyway, you look like a cripple now! If that's the case, treat me like an ordinary person! I've already arranged a job for you!" Morris hugged Whispering his arms, he took out a set of tools like a tube and a special water bag from the bag he brought.

"What's this?" Mitchell asked.

"It's for you to go to the toilet, isn't it that you can't go to the toilet of normal people? This is said to be the most advanced non-sensing urine bag-let me put it on for you." Morris said.

"I can't use this! I don't need it!" Mitchell yelled.

"Shut up! Just listen to me!" Morris overbearingly made a urine bag for him, only to see a thin transparent tube leading to a transparent bag outside.

Then the bored Morris poured another large glass of water to Mitchell and motioned him to drink it.

"I told you I don't need this." Mitchell had to drink the large glasses of water that Morris kept feeding him.

"Anyway, try to see how the quality is and whether it will leak from the side." Morris said with a wicked look while holding the water bag.

Mitchell blushed, and finally couldn't hold it back.Drinking too much water.

Then Morris' expression collapsed.

Because the filled water bag turned out to be a glowing liquid! !

Mitchell's bodily fluids are glowing!

Luminescence, a strange physical trait of the descendants of the Chaos Gods, presumably appeared several generations later.

However, Mitchell is still a low-staining physique.

The light staining of the descendants of the Chaos God Yuyang God is simply outrageous.

But that's a story for another story.