She knew, for some reason it used to be her and Lex thatwere public about their relationship. It didn't bother Samantha not to beopen anymore, but she...did miss it. She was the only one who did though.That was just one of the many changes that took place, and the one thathad impacted Samantha the most. That is what she used to think, but thenshe looked down again and saw her small, but developed boobs, and reachingdown to check, her vagina was still there.For some reason, that night Samantha had. She would sigh and moan and tell her boss he was so much more virile, so much more adept with his cock than her husband. Than me. She would get wet for him in ways she never did for me, her cunt flowing freely with the liquors of orgasm. She would scratch his back and bite his neck as she never did me. She would obey him in every command however dirty, licking his balls, licking his anus as she knelt on the floor while he bent over slightly, still standing dominant over Caz like a real man. Not. "I'm more of a geneticist than a physicist," I admitted. "I wanted to work on more pressing issues, such as your reproduction problem, but was not offered the opportunity. I'm sure you have your best minds working on it." Yes indeed. Petrius has laboured on that particular task for a great number of years, without making much headway, unfortunately. Were it not for our gene manipulation techniques, we would probably have all died out long ago." Is it the same story with the other citadels?" I. It would be odd, though the tentacle was back. A sudden thrust, filling her anus, pushing inside, then pumping her hard, though it left her soon after. Another tentacle shot out, coming and going at the same rate. This one pushed against her lips, and shoved down her throat though it ripped away, leaving a trail of slime. They did the same to her pussy, and breasts, teasing them, but leaving her high and dry. ———— She was completely oblivious to the erotic actions that were seemingly mocking.