?Yes, and then you?ll look twenty-five or so for many, many, moreyears,? Petra said.?How much influence can a male exert?? Valencia asked.?A lot, as f...r as we can tell,? Petra said. ?But it doesn?t have to bea male; it can be anyone with mer organs. I was among a mixed groupwhen I became exactly what I wanted to be.??You wanted to look like that, I mean, the way that you do now??Valencia asked her. ?I mean you?re beautiful, but ? um ? wow.??Yes, I know,? said Petra smiling and stroking one. He led me through a digital coded security door, and along corridors I had no idea existed. Now we were clear of the sleeping area I could talk without disturbing anyone. "Where are you taking me?" I asked not really expecting a reply."Milk production." I was both surprised and relieved by his answer."But why at this unearthly hour?" Matron says so." The cryptic reply left me no wiser.Eventually we came to a dormitory not too unlike the one I'd just left. At first sight, the main difference was. ‘God, yes.’ A deep growl followed the words as he exploded. Kendra never stopped sucking until she’d milked every drop from him. Tomas couldn’t believe how fast she could bring him to an orgasm. He collapsed on the damp sheets and tried to catch his breath. ‘Are you in there?’ the demanding voice asked. Tomas shook his head and the dream cleared. Kendra wasn’t there with him. His cock was still aching for her touch. He stood in the bathroom at the military hospital and gripped the counter.. They still fucked, but never like before. They clung to each other more out of bereavement than passion, seeking solace in each other rather than orgasms. Because without their little watcher, it just didn’t seem right. They had become a threesome, a triplet marriage.But there came a day when Elena needed to go to the doctor for a sore throat. On reaching reception, she tried to use the touch-screen computer, but it never worked at their surgery. So she went to the desk, and waited. Suddenly,.