As soon as we exited the gangway it was obvious just how different Truman was going to be. We were met by a Colonel.“I assume you’re in command of...this traveling circus of space junk?” he asked, pointing at me.“Yes, sir, Lieutenant Carl Jones, commanding the Oxford, at your service.” I was going to be on my best behavior. The rest of the crew just froze in place behind me.“Can you explain to me what that graffiti is on your ship?”“Graffiti, sir? I am unaware of any.”“That penis painted on your. My ass did a weird little bounce. Ifelt like i was navigating Jell-o. Slowly, unsteadily, and absolutelynakedly, I made my way down the hall to the bathroom.I half expected this hallucination to be blown away by the bright lightsover the sink. Instead there I was, still completely wrapped in acollection of freckle-dotted curves. With my eyes locked on the girl inthe mirror, I put my small hands under my definitely not small boobs andpressed them together until the cleavage turned into a slot. My heart sank in my chest for I knew I was in big trouble.“You don’t care Janet your fucking jealousy won’t let you care about no one but yourself,” “Your fucking jealousy will destroy us one day,” John, replied as he shook his head.John took his foot and he kicked at the back of the sofa as he asked, “So what is your fucking excuse, Adam?”Adam sheepishly looked from the sofa to John as he replied, “I was only doing as you asked John I was only keeping her happy.”My pussy belched again as. At 5'5", 239 lbs someone might expect Karen Pinard to be overweight. And if it wasn't all muscle, she might've been. Built on a stocky German frame she had realized early on that the Good Fairy was never going to wave a magic wand and make her slim and willowy. If she was going to be a brick, she was going to be a brick with power. She exercised regularly, practiced Tae-Kwon-Do, performed strength training and always ate her Wheaties. With a clever job of tailoring, her suits could hide most of.