His identity didn't matter. Maybe she recognized him, maybe she didn't. All that mattered was the mountain of meat between his legs.She knelt close to...it, salivating. She wrapped both hands around the thing. Or at least tried to. It was so thick, she could only cling to it like an uneven bar.And it was so long. Nine inches? No, she blinked. Ten at least. A foot. A blink later it was two feet long.Without conscious thought, her mouth opened wide.There was a smattering of cheers from the crowd.. She moved oddly, like her legs would turn to Jell-O if she didn’t reach the water in time. She was completely silent. “Patrick? You okay?” Roy took a few cautious steps toward the wreck, leaving David in the idling car behind him.“We’re all pretty far from okay.” The creature Smith, still posing as Abby, stepped out of the jeep. Its right arm seemed to wiggle and retract as it stood upright, army issue heels digging into the dirt of the parking lot. “Why are you here? You all looking to visit. Now, you will rise and remove all of your clothing.' With a shocked look on her face, Professor Wayne did as Jason had instructed. She removed her clothes and stood before Jason in nothing but her birthday suit. Jason looked the 40-year-old woman over. She wasn't bad looking for a gal her age. She had a bit of fat on her belly, hips, thighs, and ass, but she still looked pretty good. Her plump tits sagged a bit but still looked to be firm. Her nipples were erect and made a tempting. ’ ‘She didn’t sound like she wanted to lose.’ ‘Gordon how many senses do you have?’ ‘Five Monty: sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell.’ ‘Your mother was fighting off your father with sound, but her body was giving off other signs that said she wanted to lose. All the women here knew it, all the men were oblivious to it. Janice stopped putting your father’s medicine together and put them back into the refrigerator. Janet and I put our kits together knowing we were leaving. Eugene, Jack,.