That way, my rectum could be diverted into being a rocket nozzle. The fuel was helium which was produced by a specialized replicator and expelled unde... Honeybunch's control to transport me short distances through micro-gravity. Anytime I needed to shit, that same replicator would convert it into helium which could be stored as a future fuel for my asshole. How many people do you know who fart helium?At my special request, the third finger on my right hand was converted to spray a knock-out gas. The blood was pounding in my head, and there was a slight red mist in front of my eyes.With hindsight, I suspect that I was almost like one of the old Viking 'beserkers', so fired up with animal lust that my body was almost out of control. Julie says that she felt much the same at that moment.Julie spread herself on Sian's mattress with her legs in the air; I dived onto her and entered her with one thrust. She cried out in lustful anticipation."Oh god, darling, fuck me like you've never fucked. Come along quietly with us; we want to ask you two a few questions.”George said, “Fuck you, buster! You mess with me and you will have more trouble than you can handle.”“Oh, I don’t think so. I learned how to handle thugs like you from practicing on North Koreans and North Vietnamese. Now come along, or we will have to hurt you.”With that, Johnston turned to run, and Dad said, “Take him, Beth.” That was all of the word she needed to trip Johnston and swat him just hard enough on the back of the. Sure that would be good." "Just roll over a little and I'll pass you the towels, I won't look. " You rolled to one side and felt him passing a towel under your ribs, just below your bust. As you twisted a little to take the towel your breast bumped his hand. Your hand closed over the towel in surprise and panic making it jiggle more and your felt your nipple drag over the back of his fingers. Time slowed down and you could feel each bump is his knuckles as your firm, sensitive nipple slid.