She fell to the floor crying.>Her hands flew to her stomach. Pregnant? With his demon child. How could she let this happen? >She looked at her stomach... It looked the same, but at the same time different. Different because she knew of the thing growing in her stomach. A demon like its father. Like the man that raped her. She laid on the warm ground and closed her eyes.>When she opened them again she was in her house, laying on her bed. she looked at her hands and saw she was holding a child,. And we know Tuck is coming from the southwest."As soon as we're sure we're clear, we'll hotfoot it at the double along the road, west. We will ignore those civilians."Denethon hated to say it, but the noose was tightening and soon it would close. It could be today or tomorrow; there was less and less chance of escape with every passing heartbeat. "If Harmakros is too close, if the High King is too close, if this Lord Tuck comes up... Lanzas you will order your men to disperse. They are to make. My family has much to answer for." Louder, she said, "Right, then! We need to study like crazy, keep fit and keep this place up."Anthony was hesitant to ask, but he had to know. "Isabelle, what of the last thing we spoke of last night? Would you be my wife?"She knew he would be on pins and needles. She would have been, in his place. "Yes, Anthony Skoda, I will marry you." They leaned across the breakfast table and softly exchanged their first kiss.Anthony was a genius on anyone's scale, but. Dick keyed in the URL once his system connected to the net. Having this particular site in his favorites list was something he was unaccountably reluctant to do. He then sat back, awaiting the connection to another evening of transformations and experiencing life from the distaff side. Welcome to Transfantasies! Where anyone can be anyone else... even, or especially, a member of the opposite sex... TG role playing at its finest!.