He tethered his horse. He eased the Barn door open and slipped inside where he dropped his breeches. He struggled to adjust his dress to accommodate h...s hugely swollen member.Miss Jacobs was delighted with Alan’s discomfiture, she decided to deliver the coup de gras and with Bunty’s connivance dismounted and crept to the Barn door.Alan was sitting on a straw bale with his breeches down looking at his swollen member, wondering what to do when Miss Jacobs burst in.“You disgusting pervert,. Whatever the desire, you could reallyfill it."The displpay changed showing what looked like a dentist chair with somesort of attachment for the head "This is our new baby, but the boarddoesnt think we should release this to the public. So I came up with theidea to let you and your harem be our guinea pigs." What is it?" I leaned in looking at the odd chair."It's a mobile genetic resequencer, or The Major as we have come to callit. The Major can rewrite the DNA down to the chromosonal level. A downside, we agreed, was that an erect cock would be obvious.We all left the sauna together and showered. I was a bit behind them but saw them both go into one of the larger changing cubicles usually reserved for families. I slipped quietly into the cubicle next door as I thought I might hear some action!Nothing! Nothing except the usual sounds of getting dressed. I had almost given up listening when I suddenly heard the instantly recognizable sound of rhythmic fucking, together with small. Angie tightened her cunt, which was already a great fit. Her face reddened to match her whipping hair. With a hard squat, she groaned in baritone and pushed her pubes against mine. She'd reached orgasm even though I hadn't. Without a word, she jumped off, smiled, and strutted into the bathroom.My cock was still erect and wet. Then I saw a face at the edge of the doorframe. It was Stephanie, Angie's daughter, from the color of her hair. I threw a sheet over my erection, but it was too late..