Now with the head, blend in Deb’s head twenty percent ... thirty percent ... forty percent. How about that Deb?”“Please Chris, the teeth.”“O...ay back to thirty percent and just the mouth and jaws back to twenty and straighten the teeth up to a more standard conformation. Deb?”“The face is okay. I guess I can still see something of myself but I look a lot better. But can you just reduce those two teeth a bit more?”“AI, reduce the two top incisors another five percent and realign with the other. The challenge was how to hide the fact that I would pop a woody every time Debbie gave me hug. That's the last thing I needed to show through a tight fitting dress when I was at work.Meanwhile it was now six weeks later. I knew if I ever had a shot at asking Debbie out it was now. She was alone by the water cooler. This was my chance. I took a cup and poured myself a drink."So um Debbie," I began. "You know, I um, don't wear a dress all the time. I can be, you know, normal. "She threw. ”“She’s always frisky,” giggled Kora.“I am, Mistress,” I purred. “And how was last night?”“Amazing,” Kora sighed.“She wants to have my kid,” Sven said, sounding proud. “Begged me to breed her.”My pussy clenched. “Ooh, I’d love to have your daughter, Sven. She’d be such a cute lamia.”“Wouldn’t she be half-human?” Sven frowned. “If I’m the father.”I giggled.Kora shook her head. “Lamia are one of Las’s races. Only one sex. They need human men, or other dual-sexed males, to breed with. But their. " I...I was just asking you if you would like dinner on the patio tonight. I will cook steaks. If you would fix a salad. " I replied.My eyes came back to her darting rapidly between her crotch and her tits. She pretended not to notice she was exposing herself. She walked back to the table and leaned over to pick up her cup of coffee. Knowingly letting her robe open to reveal her left breast.Awkwardly trying to conceal my hard-on. At which I did not succeed. " Oh my Goodness! I didn't realize.