Erin had established an agreement with "Mine Host" to be correct in their relationship; Erin was the serious girl friend and not some casual bed warme...; "Mine Host" tried to keep his judgements to himself, he did run a respectable establishment despite catering as it did to the orbital yards. They weren't on truly friendly terms and the disapproval was kept hidden – mostly.McCock shied away from further thought about his relationship with Erin Nancarrow.The project was beginning to take shape.. She still remembered going downstairs after Max had confronted her - insinuating she was enjoying some of this, and run into her husband apparently finishing the dishes. She had glared at him, as if blaming him for the way Max had talked to her, before turning to watch Niki come in from outside, her hand covering her sex as she walked rather oddly past them and upstairs to the shower. then she’d turned back to Roger and stared at him until he pulled his gaze away from her naked daughter. “You. I hadn't realised that my cock had pulled as hard as it could in my jeans, and I could feel sweat on my skin. Taking a swill of my pint I looked over at Harry at the bar and my cock twitched. This was nothing I had ever felt before, though as I already mentioned it was not completely unexpected or new. Wiping my brow I tried to work out a plan of action, how to get out of here without making an ass of myself in front of this beautiful man. Harry sat back down next to me, all smiles again,. The virus for femboys increased their average IQ to 200, with some reaching even 300. This caused the femboys to strike back at their domineering futa overlords with futuristic devices giving them an insurmountable advantage--battle-suits that increased their strength and speed 3-fold, high-tech communications devices, nearly impenetrable armored vehicles, space-age surveillance and orbital strike devices, eventually, the femboys came out on top, and turned the tables.The year is now 2087, 40.