He looked at his watch. It was noon. ‘Right on time,’ he thought to himself. He was glad that their friendship seemed to be back to normal….ev...n though he’d almost fucked it up with the comments he’d made to his colleague and friend John. He’d dodged a bullet and thanked his lucky stars she hadn’t overheard his juvenile comments. It had taken a few months, but things seemed to be on track again. She continued to email him, and send him funny gifts and notes. She had also become bold in her. With the intention of using the futanari population to help increase the population, they had been genetically created to have 3 month pregnancies rather than 9. Meaning that every soldier lost for one side usually meant a new citizen for the victor. Or worse, you reflected instinctively clenching your rear. Anal sex was prohibited for the general population, along with most other things that couldn't lead to a child. A loophole in the Code of Conflict, however, made it legal against the. “Slow night, huh?” She said looking up as I came over. “Uh.. yeah. I guess I'm gonna do some prep for tomorrow” I responded dazedly. “Fuck the morning shift, man. What have they ever done for us?” She said with a smile, and went back to her textbook. I started to clean some of the shelves just so I wasn't standing there like an idiot, while I tried to wrap my head around what had happened. Did all that really happen? What was going to happen next? I mean, I had certainly noticed that. I got to suck Angela while this was happening, I think deep inside there was such delight in Angela's soul. The moments of sexual bliss were so many and so powerful; the urges from our sissy cocks and from Mistress Cunt were so strong. I wanted to cum again, I masturbated, I stroked with my lovers watching but I guess I'd spent too much earlier and had none to give. Little matter though, what had already happened had added such delight to our sexual beings. Again I was soaked in my own sweat,.