"Oh Roger, one other thing. We're going to have to alter your personality and memories and do some identity adjustments." Personality and identity adj...stments? You can't do that! I'm protected by the sentient rights act of 2134!" Well, we're under military jurisdiction right now, as odd as that may sound. Also, while it may be a legal technicality, we're not really going to adjust you. Just the copy of your cortex in the reconnaissance body. You're going to have to fit into a mid-bronze age. In my work with frogs, I learnedthat while 75% of the affected males were emasculated, only 10% actuallybecame females, capable of bearing young. As a scientist, I'm rathercurious to find out my fate. When I know, it will be time to tell theworld. Until then, what we've discussed this afternoon will be justbetween us girls, okay?" Uh, sure," I said in a daze. We shook hands awkwardly and I left her,utterly devastated by what I'd learned: I'd been emasculated byatrazine, there was no known. Lying there in her ruined dress, roses crushed into her hair and between her pretty toes, she looked irresistibly violated. With my hands planted on either side of her shoulders, I slid effortlessly up to my balls inside her sopping wet pussy on the very first stroke. Immediately, I began fucking Wendy in earnest. Her body, completely submissive beneath mine, lurched forward with my thrusts, pulled back when I pulled back. Her pretty face ground into the bed. Her pussy juices trickled into my. I was a lot bigger than I expected. I looked over at Jake just as he looked over at me; it was like he could read my mind. We shared our special smile, but I also felt a bit sad. Our little girl would never know her grandmother. Mamma. Damn, I was not going to cry.So there I was, at the railing of the Brick St. Bridge, on a dark and rainy night. Only this time, it wasn't Gary who was grabbing me. Instead, my ringmate Jake was on one side of me, giving me his unconditional support as always. On.