He ripped off my shirt and unhooked my bra. I had taken off his shirt already, exposing his six pack. I had started to pull his pants down exposing a ...even inch appendage that had been sticking through his boxers. I looked up at him and he laughed. I then said, "I might have some trouble fitting that in my mouth." He smiled and said, "Just try." I pulled his dick out and started sucking on it. I heard him moan. As I kept sucking I tasted his pre-cum and oh my god was it good. I started to play. While they agreed that he still had a ways to go in order to be fully fit they agreed that he should be fit enough for the hour and a half investiture ceremony. Also, if he maintained his exercises there was no reason that he couldn’t return home after it.Later that week Bev came into Robert’s room carrying a familiar case, it was his old leather case from his room at RAF Renton.“This was delivered for you. Shall I unpack it?” enquired Bev.“If you don’t mind Bev” replied Robert.Beverly unzipped. Itwas embarrassing enough walking around as a freak, but to be naked aswell was a little more than I could bear. They took me immediately to the hospital, staring at me thewhole time. No one was ready to believe my story, but with the proof ofmy mix matched body, they couldn't deny what they saw. No medicalscience on Earth was capable of this kind of transplants. I wasfinally, the proof that the human race needed for aliens existence.Lucky me. Mostly though, the hospital kept it. ”“Wouldn’t it be more fun just to corrupt me yourself?” I asked.Her eyes twinkled and she nodded. I noticed a host of camera flashes so the photographers were obviously playing close attention.“I’ll do my part,” Liz said. “Don’t worry about that.”We were holding hands across the small table and she gave mine a squeeze.“Are you really doing OK?” she asked.“It will take some getting used to,” I admitted. “I keep worrying that I’ll pick my nose or scratch my butt.”“It happens,” Liz said with a.