“Shouldn’t I like…put up a fight or something?”The creature’s tongue ran flat broad strokes up her pussy, dragging roughly over her clit and...making her gasp with pleasure. Any resistance she might have had crumbled when she felt his hands close over her perky breasts and squeeze lightly.“Oh, why fight it?” One sharp-tipped claw dragged over one of her nipples, making her gasp with the pain of it. But his mouth left her swollen, dripping pussy to kiss over each of her breasts, taking the scraped. . I understand ... there are times when I hate my mom," Wendy said."Don't worry about it ... she hated me all through her teen years. She didn't get over it until she had you," explained Junior. "Children don't understand their parents until they're parents ... then it's Katie bar the door." What about... ?" asked Vee."My mom?" Junior shook her head, "She was so much older and she had the Twins first. I liked her ... she cooked ... and she was the first one to feed Company human food. The world. Sort'a.I'm in a dress.Holy molees... I'm in a DRESS! Is this just how it's gonna be from nowon? Jimminy Cricket... just look at me. Few minutes ago I was a growedman and now... now I'm just a wee little girly-girl and wearin' a DRESS!Well... it DOES look pretty on me anyhows. I guess that's all right.Least I don't look silly in it and stuff.(Sigh)... just freaking kill me. I didn't burn up all my old boy clothesafter all. I chickened out and saved some for laters in a suitcase out inthe garage.. You do know that he is old enough to be your grandfather?”I figure that it is time to settle down as we enter the arcade. I miss arcades. It isn’t often that you see them in the future. Home gaming systems were too easy to come by. There was no need for arcades.The entire time we are there, Moira acts as my arm candy. We convince her to play pinball, but that is it. For the most part, it is Carol and I competing. All too soon, Moira points out, “It is time to go.”I have no clue where we are.