" She's so fucking hot though," he argued back. "Condom or not, I wanna keep hitting that shit." Women are the weaker sex bro. If you take charge she'...l definitely give it up."Kristian shot a glance at her impossibly strong body, abs popping from her stomach, arms rippling with power. His own chest was rather doughy, nipples jutting from his pecs in a manner that almost suggested moobs."You could take her."His other self's words were somehow compelling. He turned back towards her, condom still. Any other Time Lord your age would be leaping at the chance. And after all, she's a beautiful woman ... probably. Two good hearts beating in her chest, and long, blonde, flowing hair. Maybe I do want to give in after all..."No. He couldn't. This was just a post-regenerative hormonal imbalance. He'd had similar thoughts about a homicidally helpful robot he'd fought not long after his last regeneration, but they soon went away. A quick nap in the Zero Room, and Romana would be closing her legs. She left the gashes, they stung and she hissed, the pain making her even wetter. The tear started spreading and she healed them, then made her pussy even smaller. Vile grunted and had to put great effort into ploughing her small opening. Then she orgasmed and the shadows retracted. Then it was like the monster raping her and the shadows entered all of her holes. The shadows formed around her and slammed her pussy, one, massive 3 inch thick shadow hitting her uterus wall and wrapping all around. ‘Has it? It seems like just yesterday,’ he repeated. ‘I don’t really know—’ ‘Neither do I,’ Katherine hastily interrupted. They both knew they were talking about whatever it was that had broken their affair off. Not that Katherine could remember any indication that it was headed anywhere except hotel room trysts, though—and she’d beaten her brain all during the trip over here trying to develop a scenario in which they were starting to make plans. But she just couldn’t remember anything of that.