“Sit down, we’re making breakfast,” Lynn said. “Are scrambled eggs OK?”The look between our mother and father was fascinating, as they kisse... each other.“Are we going to have a baby brother or sister anytime soon?” I asked.“I am not only 42,” Sonia said, “But after having a miscarriage two years after your brother was born, I had a partial hysterectomy, so I can’t get pregnant again.”Dad was quick to remark, “It certainly makes having spontaneous sex less problematic.”She gave him a smile and a. "None of that, now," said my wife, giving it a quick slap."I'll not have you spoiling the line of the clothes with that bulgingthing. Spread your legs!" I did as she instructed and she quicklygrasped my penis and smeared a liberal amount of the surgical adhesive onthe underside. She then proceeded to pull it back between my legs whileat the same time pressing on my testicles. There was a moment ofdiscomfort but they quickly popped up inside my body and she finished bypressing my member flat. On another plate, perfect French toast. It was not just any French toast. It is two layers of thick bread cooked to perfection, having crisp golden crusts all around. Between the layers is a Mascarpone filling, the top covered in pecans, a big dollop of sweet butter is melting down the sides. There is a thermos of heated maple syrup, which from its smell must be mixed with some of the pecan whiskey they had made.There is a glass on each tray filled with Mimosas, which is what is also in the. I felt like I was yanked out ofsomething tight-fitting and thrown up against a wall. I looked up tosee Charlie standing over me, or rather, Charlie's body."You are stranded now, Joe. No spell can ever get help you, now! You'redoomed to be a slut for all eternity. And the best part of it is, I'vegiven you immortality, so this will never end! If I can't have a young,strong, male body, at least I can have a youthful female one!"With that, she ran off. I looked down to see Maddy's boobs..