He turned and dropped his pants to his ankles and sat heavily. His thick dick was hard, sort of waving in the air. He fisted it and let out a big sigh... I stared at him. First at his face, lit by the flickering screen then at his crotch then quickly back to his face. I almost stood up to get away when he turned his head in my direction, glancing down at my crotch."Suck my cock?" He asked, most amiable.I shook my head and waved a hand at him feeling annoyed and nervous with his intrusion. He. I had to have bitten down a bit too hard a few times but he held his **** in my mouth."Jess. Jess, Jess! JESS!" Finally I stopped struggling and looked up at him, the head of his **** was still poking my tonsils, I was crying and still gagging here and there. He looked at me again with that almost sorry look. "Just relax, okay? I need you to relax. Just take a deep breath, tip your head back and keep trying to swallow." He let me pull a lungful of air around his ****. He pulled me forward to. None of them had it, so I gave her mine. This was the 1st time we spoke. Later she thanked me many times. Her thanking always led us to a conversation. I was very happy. Gradually we become friends. Then I came to know about her. She was from a town near by Pune & stayed in a private hostel near the college. Now our friendship had grown closer so I would pick her & drop her to the hostel from college, we would go out for roaming & shopping on holidays. I had started building something some than. "...surgery isn't an option. First, it'd hurt like fuck. Second, it'd only last as long as my shape. When I activate again, I lose everything..."Bri nodded, looking back to the vast mechanical lump of the supervisor."Not to mention that you've got to be on hormones to begin with..."Nat sighed."Want to get this over with, then?" asked Brian, moving to the supervisor's side again."Might as well..." muttered Nat, following with a few faltering steps. The room seemed so opulent, an altar raised to.