Having read about it enough times in the sci-fi books he had enjoyed as a child, Jonathan had the impression that he’d just been scanned.A scan that...must’ve found him acceptable, it seemed, as the hatch abruptly opened of its own accord. With a quick glance back to his wife, Jonathan cautiously moved closer to get a better look inside.“Dear God in heaven!” he cried out when he saw the contents of the strange ship.Ignoring any other possible dangers, he rushed forward and pulled the baby out of. Alexander and Melinda were doing the home equivalent of, "Are we there yet?" They started right after breakfast with, "Are they here yet?" We must have heard that at least a hundred times in less than four hours. With their arrival came blessed relief.Betty looked at us and a range of emotions played across her face like the views of a hologram seen from different angles. It wasn't difficult to read. I had seen them before. Looking at the five of us, a happy, if noisy, family seemed to bring. I admired my new sexy legs. There was something out of place down there and with a little push it was gone - leaving a triangle of red curly hair. Then I ran my right hand along my left arm replacing my large male hand with a petite feminine one with modest 'nails with the same shade of polish. It was a relief to see that one body part didn't revert as I worked on getting the next part to match. I was like a sculptor creating a work of art. And my body was the clay that I was working with. . . Within moments it was pressing on my anus, wet, cold, broad... Then i pushed it, turning slowly, feeling pleasure as its wide, wide head opened my anus and then, with a small cry, it was in, slipping fast and tightening around the base of the dildo. The pressure of a dildo inside me is possibly the favourite part of the anticipation of meet, it is like a promise of what is about to happen.... It is a promise of hard, thick cock to cum.Quickly I dressed with a black micro skirt with a leather.