" Private was a prearranged signal between the Colonel and the Base Commander. Channels were changed ... scramble put in effect. A few words were spok...n conforming to protocol. ID numbers exchanged and the conversation began."Sir, some manner of effluent was dropped or dumped on F-22 aircraft assigned to Hickam on or about 2005. The very vileness of the effluent precludes accidental discharge and the accuracy of the attack predicts a new delivery system. To survive I had to ... Oh, sorry. "Everett looked at his body and realized that he was indeed a woman. Shesuspected that her new body was just as beautiful as Adam's, but had noway to verify it. "What happened?" I'm trying to figure it out. It looks like we hit something and bounced.I'm having a hard time reading my instruments. The accident apparentlyscrambled my displays. It looks like everything is in a foreign language,"Adam said."Could that 'something' have been the beginning of time?" Everett asked."What do you mean?". .why wasn't he happy with a loving girlfriend?Why did he have these fantasies of Ambrosia whipping his ass, teasing his cock, and forcing him to kiss her toes? And why couldn't she see the benefits to having a boyfriend who would clean her house and orally satisfy her with no reward?But Ambrosia was just a normal girl, who wanted a nice normal boyfriend. And if Crow kept pushing her to do this perverted shit, she'd leave him.He'd have to get over it sometime. But right now, Crow was going to. "Michael, they know..." Susan simply states. "What...? They know what?" I respond starting to get very uncomfortable. "Tom and Kathy know everything, honey. They are both quite turned on by it. They know you like to wear panties and suck my strap on. They know that you are very curious to be a submissive little cock slut. They know you like to eat your own cum and they both are very interested in experimenting further. Michael, honey, I know you really want to taste another man's cock. I want.