I watched him go. Then slowly looked down at my body.I saw the small body of a little girl in a bright yellow dress.Confusion ran through my mind. Why...had this happened? Was this some sort of punishment?Wild ideas began to form Somehow had my girlfriend managed to do this to me as a form of punishment? But when I heard the cries of panic of others I knew that was not the only one in this predicament.It was then that I began to feel despair growing up inside me. I felt the hot, tickly feeling as. Everyone looked at him. The AI marine waited for the next question.“Morgan these AI Marines are absolutely fantastic. How many do you have,” asked Jason. He would use them regardless of anyone else’s opinion. They were an army unto themselves.“There are ten thousand in this facility for immediate use and deployment. The ones out of the boxes will help prepare the rest for shipment along with the logistics AIs. There are twenty million stored in boxes. I’ve another twenty or thirty million on. Brad could remember the feeling of Sissy’s hand on his peter and he hoped she’d do that again. Sissy couldn’t wait to see and touch that handsome prick again. It amazed her. She couldn’t believe it was actually meant to go inside a girl. They climbed into the tent and closed the flap. They knelt, facing each other and just stared at each other. The flashlight was on the ground, so they could see. Sissy spoke first.“Would you like to kiss me?” she asked.“Yeah!” he said enthusiastically.She. She matched me, and flopped a pair of sevens into the middle with a king. That was absolutely no help to me, but before she bet, Samantha had a proposition for me. "Why don't we both go all in on this hand? I can tell you didn't like what I just turned over, but I don't have a good hand either." She showed her J-8 to prove her point. "If you stay in, I'll kiss you for it."I really should have said no, but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to feel the girl press her lips to mine. Just making the.