I told him I liked what we did the previous night, especially what he did to get me ready for his cock. Mark smiled and motioned for me to join him on...the bed. I dropped my towel and moved onto the bed. Mark positioned me with pillows under my back and started stroking me. I got hard right away.He then moved in and started licking and sucking on my head. I was ready to cum, but wanted to wait. Mark must have sensed this and stopped. He guided me around so I was on my stomach, and massaged my. 4 females.For females there was an even more significant change. The subservience that was expected never happened; instead, many women between the ages 19 to 67 on average developed some sort of skin condition or phobia related to clothing.The female mutations are as follows:Mutation 1: 1% of women develop a skin condition, an allergic reaction that prevents them from wearing or sleeping on anything made from cloth. They often have plastic coverings on all their furniture. Synthetic clothing. " Another faggot," Turner snarled as he shoved Steve's hand off hisshoulder."What's it to you?" Steve asked, sounding very casual. "Did you want tomake something of it?" Maybe I do," Turner replied as his two friends came up beside him. Stevejust grinned at them. "We don't like your kind around here," Turneradded."Then we have a problem," Steve admitted. "I don't like bigots aroundhere and I don't plan to leave." Who you calling a bigot?" You're stupid too! Put two and two together bright. He laughed then so did I. I wasn't sure if he was done so I started teasing him. I got up, spread my ass and asked how much he loved fucking me. He said my pussy was the tightest and wettest he ever had sex with. I blushed, and twerked for him, slapped my ass, squeezed my cheeks and told him I still wanted it. So sweaty, with messed up make up and cum all over my face I leaned over his desk and spread my pussy. The next thing I knew it was round two. I was back in heaven, getting railed out by.