You cannot get yourmuscles back, no matter how hard you work out," she replied."But... but there has to be an antidote!" I howled."No, sweetie. Once t...e scientists realized what it did, they abandonedthe research," she answered.I couldn't believe it!"No! You can't do that! Undo it now!" I screamed."That is impossible, darling. But even if I could, I wouldn't! I don'twant you to ruin your pretty body with nasty, bulky muscles!" shelaughed.I started to cry uncontrollably. I didn't want to be. At least she would get her pension out of it.Sue dropped the letter off with the captain of the tub.'Well', she thought, 'the ship is better than that, even if the captain is a rubber ducky lover.'She then left the ship to make her way to fleet head quarters. She was shocked when all the paper work was waiting for her. She had thought it would take 30 to 90 days before her separation would take place. Damn that skipper! He had even predicted her response to his actions, and planned for it in. Jonnie immediately called Megan at Northwestern and told her when it was and that he’d be there from Friday to Sunday and that he was getting her a ticket to the show. They also made plans to meet Friday night for dinner so they could talk. The dinner went OK, but they didn’t really talk about what had gone wrong. They both recognized that they still hadn’t let go of all the initial pain they’d felt and they didn’t want to get into an argument in the restaurant. So they kept their conversation. She caressed his cock holding her mouth open, “Come on Dan, you know what I need. I need to drink your fucking cum!”Claudia watched that familiar expression wash over his face as his cock erupted like a volcano. She let out a satisfying laugh as his cum spurted into her mouth, onto her tongue. She sucked and slurped getting every delicious drop from his cock.Dan moved back, the camera still recording. “Okay, Tony, it’s your turn for Claudia to suck you off,” he said.Tony came round and she.