“What makes you think that being with my son is a mistake?” Scott asked feeling irritated at the suggestion that his son wasn’t good enough for ...is daughter.“That’s not the mistake. The mistake is being with your son for the wrong reason,” Greg said staring into his drink. There was just a hint of the golden liquor around the ice cubes in his glass. He swirled the ice around the glass and said, “I’d invite you for another drink, but we’re expecting company.”Recognizing a dismissal when he heard. She pushed the foreskin from the red knob and stared at my one-eyed snake. I breathing was rapid, just as Brenda's was, and she inhaled deeply, pushing her nose into the sac under my dick. "I just love to smell men," Chrissie sighed. "And taste them." With that, her tongue flicked out and licked my balls and traveled up my dick shaft until she reached the ridge of my knob. She moved her head back and squeezed my dick, milking a dollop of dick dew out of the hole. Pursing her lips, she planted. He first of many soldiers for Miss Heavan were soon to be birthed from my huge now swollen body,that miss heavan had modified my make up of my body so it would enlarge to incubate a full grown trans super sexual super sex machine that would sweep the world and turn the name of planet earth to that of planet HEAVAN.The nurses were steadily monitoring the growth of the first trans giant as my stomach had swollen to twice the size of a zeppelin air ship as they felt around my newly grown vegina to. I shook it.“Charles?” I asked, “How much to hire you for the day?”“Hire?”“Yes ... but you’ll need to fetch and carry.”“Fetch and carry?”“Yes,” I said.“All day?”“On a decent day, I clear a hundred and twenty-five.”“What’s your best day?”He got a faraway look, “Canada wide Baptist Convention... 500 ... but it was constant.”“So ... Five hundred and follow me around?”He picked up a microphone... “Charles,” he said.The radio squawked, “Charles.”“I’m out of service ... I have an all day.”“Very good,.