Sometimes he would fly Jill to one of her events and they would share a room and each other for most of the night. He declined to attend whatever part...cular social function that had attracted Jill, preferring to "socialize" with her body once she returned to their room. They would depart for home later the following morning, always returning before dinner.On those flights that Kyle took by himself, he would spend the evenings discovering whatever nightlife that particular city might have. One. SOL’s moderators would reject the story out of hand. Just as Michael could never talk about anything sexual that occurred before last week. The ground rules were clear.He burped. He wiped his mouth. Three loads of sperm in his stomach tonight, 4 short of the all-time record. He could think about the record setting night, but I can’t retell it.Sperm left a horrible taste in his mouth and throat. He compared it mentally to battery acid, hot and slimy. He couldn’t understand his compulsion to. Her largish breasts, hanging down a bit, said good morning to him. Anthony raised his eyes to hers."You doing OK?" Yeah ... thanks." With a grunt, she pushed herself to her feet. In the daylight, with thoughts of seduction long gone, he still admired her grace of movement. Hannah hesitated for a moment, perhaps seeing him for the first time as well, then walked over to Anthony and put her hands on his bony hips. Her breasts lightly pressed against him."Thank you, Anthony ... for, well, being. I wanted to say something, but my mouth was silent. Iwant to say something. But whatever is happening to me, that pearl I ateisn't letting me say a word.The changes that were happening in me soon made its way into my chest.and groin. I could feel growing tingle in my nipples. And a painful throbin my genitals. Two green orbs pushed out farther as what I was surebreast tissue was replacing my flat male chest. My new breasts jiggledunder my orange jumpsuit. I had a definite rack now! I hunched.