I jumped out of bed, still naked from the night before and grabbed a calendar. I began counting the days from my last period. I counted twice just to ...ake sure I didn’t miscount, but I didn’t. So much for my last line of birth control, the Rhythm Method, according to the calendar I was ovulating! All I could think is I’m so dead if Ty got me pregnant!Later that morning I met up with Britney and told her everything. A couple of times she would start to laugh and each time I’d ask her what’s so. He worked out the wrinkles and smoothed the edges, including stuffing some of the skin inside my nostrils.He then looked it all over, even with a device like a jeweler's loupe, and then he declared, "Perfect fit, now that skin should start to turn with the rest of your body. That skin is made from a microscopically small piece of your skin I took yesterday when I took your measurements. That skin was cloned to the precise outline I requested in the replicator. It will not be rejected by your. I gently flicked them at first and slowly worked my way up to pinching them softly. That only added to his pleasure, and I knew that I loved making him feel this good. Obviously, his dream to have someone make him feel like the woman he was inside, and I wanted to be that person.I felt myself nearing orgasm and increased my efforts to try and bring him another before I was done. Wrapping my hands around his breasts, I massaged them while still pulling on his nips. I also pushed his legs back. He takes his seat at the head of the diningtable. I serve him his dinner the entire time looking at the ground,I don?t want a repeat of what just happened. While he is eating, I stand in thebackground in case he calls out ?more wine? or ?suck me.? When he is finishedeating I dutifully clear off the table as he takes a seat in front of thetelevision. I clean up the kitchen and just around commercial he calls to me, ?getover here slut.? I lower my eyes and walk to where he is sitting. He puts.