..artificial."Aiden raised a clearly impressed eyebrow as she helped herself toanother cookie. "A skilled chef and baker, I'm impressed." Oh," the oth...r replied with a self-conscious shrug. "I'm not thatgood." Hmmmm," The dark-haired girl hummed. "Well it suits you, but you don'tneed to be modest. That chicken you made last night was great even afterit was warmed up when we got back."The reference to yesterday's events caused the lovely girl to frown,which interestingly enough didn't detract. She was also awareof sounds and vibrations that went well beyond hearing. With each flipof her new fish body it felt more like flying than swimming.While playing with the crew, she had allowed a few of the members tobrush up against her tail. It was a different sensation. Thrilling.Especially when Buck accidentally brushed his hand against the sensitivepart at the impossibly small base of her fluke where the fishy sexorgans were. Now what had once been her legs shrunk down into tiny. Stephie. Nick. Jorge.”“But remember what your dad said to us?”I smiled briefly, “To count our blessings, not our losses.”“Yes. And now you need to rest. We just spent over an hour talking about very intense topics. Are you OK?”“Yes. But I’ll do as you say because you’re going to tell Al Barton it’s OK for me to go to LA and Pittsburgh, even though you would prefer I didn’t!”Kara giggled, “You know I love you, Snuggle Bear. If you promise to rest, I’ll say ‘yes’.”“Thank you,” I said. “I’m going. I got on my fours and wiggled my bubbly butt at him. I licked my hand and rubbed my wet pussy with it – it was so moist.“Give it to me rough this time, Mr J”, I said softly.“Whatever you say, baby.” I felt his hands rest on my butt as his dick now slid through my wet pussy. In no time he gathered a furious pace, slamming against my ass. The room resounded with sounds of his balls slapping against my rump. He was holding my frame and pulling me back into every thrust, causing maximum.