I am forced down on my stomach and then finally flipped over onto my back, with ease. That all had to have taken under a minute which barely gave me t...me to react if I even could have given how much shock I was in. It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust but I quickly recognize the woman from the treadmill standing over me while smiling sadistically. My eyes must have been pleading with her, asking why, what did I do to deserve this? That's definitely what I was thinking. This was not a. The young beings inside the cylinders were his offspring and were made up of a random genetic sampling of his and Aayla's DNA. Like Demus each was receiving training from a subconscious program made to interact with their dreamsIn the program he taught each separately with a standardized program, and most reacted relatively the same. Demus had a hunch that one of them would react much differently than the others; Demus wanted only the strongest, the rest could remain here in this universe.It. I’m hoping to look like Mom.You couldn’t hope for better. Should we go ahead and jump in now, then do a little sunning? I’m so hot I might melt.Last one in is a rotten egg.Susan, our pool is private enough that we usually drop our tops for a better tan. That won’t bother you, will it?Uh, no, I suppose not. Is it ok if I keep mine on? I’m not quite ready to lose it.Certainly. Whatever you are comfortable with.Hi Mom. Hi Mrs. Jones. Hi Becky. Looking good. Catching some rays?Hi Darren. Would you. I think it’s perverted.”“It’s not perverted, it’s what boys and girls do.”“Maybe when they are older. We aren’t old enough yet.”“Yes we are. Please can I put it in, just the head of it that’s all.”“It has a head? It doesn’t have eyes and a nose too?”“No, but it does have a little hole that looks like a mouth that my cum shoots out off. You need to look at it.”“I said I didn’t want to look at it.”“At least spread you legs like last time.”“OK.”“Thank you, doesn’t that feel a lot better?”“A.