Molly corrected me by saying that this was because she had used up the baby fat she had been storing in her body. Now we had to wait until the natural...fats in the foods we ate digested. By the time her body caught up to where Molly wanted her to be, she would be almost ready for an A-cup bra. Right now, her breasts were almost ready for an A-cup bra. She had grown six inches taller and would grow two more before her body had finished burning through the overload of hormones in her body. At that. I'm really taking my time getting to the good stuff. And if you haven't guessed yet, the good stuff is sex. Isn't it always?So, here we sat across a eight-foot round table from each other and I didn't even get a chance to talk with her. I got bored real fast. Not normally being a good conversationalist, those people next to me that tried to start one found my answers short and to the point. They may have also gotten the fact that I didn't want to be here. I'm not much for hiding my true. Her nuzzling and suckling continued like she was starving. I rolled slightly and Jeannie switched to my other breast, latching on and sucking it hard too. After a few minutes, I sat up in the bed and had her lay across my lap. She curled into a tight fetal position and I again offered her my nipple as I cradled her head with one arm and stroked the fingers of my other hand over her skin. Her eyes opened slowly and as she released one breast to move her mouth to the other she whispered, "Good. A life-sized replica of the pepper-pot shaped alien nasties who were the Doctor’s first foe back in 1963 and, fifty years later, are still the most ruthless, calculating, merciless, evil and inhuman creature in the universe. And that’s any universe, including all those milksop monsters that people every other science fiction show.Oh, and did I mention... Daleks are hot.Okay, I know what you’re thinking. If you’ve seen the show, you know know that I’m crazy, and if you haven’t, you’re probably.