Something about light just made her at ease. The odd tingling finally subsided, which could be likened to intense butterflies swarming in her stomach,...but unfortunately for her, that feeling was replaced in kind, and spades another new feeling. It felt as if her clothing was becoming tighter, very constrictive against her tender, sensitive flesh. Even her shoes seemed to be getting smaller. No... Her clothing, shoes, even wig weren't getting smaller, no, she was getting bigger. She realized. Dale felt her throat muscles contract around his cock as she swallowed the flood of cum spewing from it. Just then each of his hands was pulled towards the warm moist cunts of two women, one on each side. They straddled his arms as he diddled their clits. The pussy that had been riding on his face in the delightful sixty-nine variation of a wake-up call, scooted towards his feet as his cock was released; but he was unable to get even a glimpse of the talented oral artist! At some point Brittany. ”Amantil was referring to the Imperial statutes that prevented any changes in what amounted to the Imperial constitution which required a 75% majority of votes to change it, something that was both unlikely and almost unheard of. This was mostly because the two executive arms rarely agreed on anything and the Empress more or less ruled by decree within the constitution, along with the assistance of the AIs.“So what are they good for?” I asked.“Checks and balances mostly. Each keeps an eye on. We're keeping the unidentifiable people who were captured at the various places. We might have a problem around the business manager's place as there was a lot of noise there, but the press has been quiet so far."Bud sat back in his chair and surveyed the room.I asked, "So do we know who the mastermind is on getting the escapees to move?"Bud smiled and said, "So far, everyone one of the escapees has been an Islamic convert. Does that answer your question?" Why did they have all these other.