" And last but not least, the racial supremacist who planned to make theConfederation genetically pure again, Hans Steiner. You will appreciatethe iro...y of the mixed heritage of your new body. Acteon men are quiteparticular about the genetics of their slaves. Your exotically beautifuland they'll happily screw you senseless but will discriminate against younonetheless..."The five girls before Debra had only now just awakened to their newplight. They had been given an obscene dose of the slave. "But the ad's in the paper."I stepped behind Tami, tilted her head up, leaned down, and kissed her. When our lips met, I knew I'd made the right decision."What about practice?" Traci asked. She and Tami were sitting at the dining room table getting a head start on their school reading.I stood and buffed my fingernails on my shirt then blew on them. "I don't need practice."Tami, her head still tilted back, reached up, grabbed the collar of my t-shirt, and pulled me down until our eyes were. ”My girlfriend gave me a questioning look.“It’s an orgy,” I told her and darted in for a quick kiss. I squeezed her girl-dick soaked in my juices. When I broke it, I purred, “Have fun. I love you.”“Love you,” she moaned.I turned around, wondering what to do, and blinked to see my ex sidling up to me naked with her new girlfriend Rosario on her arm. Samantha had green eyes and small breasts, nice and perky. Her brown hair swayed about her face. Her girl-dick thrust out before her.“You, me, and. ’ His spanking hand had found its mark and I suddenly burst into song.‘ooow…ooow…ooow…ooow’ I squealed again as yet another four smacks echoed in my ears.He was really going for it! The flat of his hand against my panty covered orbs brought an intense heat to the peaks of my cheeks.'SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…SMACK' I squealed again, kicking furiously with each stroke, surely my pants were on fire by now! They certainly felt as if they would burst into flames!'SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…SMACK' No sooner had his.