This wasn't meant to be a hot landing but habits are hard to break, especially ones that have kept you alive when faced with the death and destruction...that usually accompanied the assault landings he was normally involved in.Along side him the two pretend marines he'd created saw what he was doing and did their best to copy his actions.Both of them looked the part now, their bodies had been resized to the two metre tall standard of the Confederacy Space Marines and their body mass had increased. The very last thing - or things to be more precise -Tim had ever expected to find hanging from his chest were tits. Atleast they weren't humongous ones like some of the girls had. Butthey were definitely large enough to be noticeable. And just whomight be noticing them wasn't something that Tim wanted to readilyconsider.Plain and simple, Tim didn't want to be a girl."This isn't fair," he muttered angrily. "It's just not fair."Suddenly overwhelmed by his inexplicable and impossible situation,. Maybe we could have our little fun and I help you get out of here before he returns. Look it is always better to do it with one guy rather than those hundreds waiting for you outside. And if you co-operate, I’ll do it nicely and make sure this will be our little secret.’ He grabbed Pankhudi and pulled her closer. He began to kiss her. Pankhudi had surrendered as the man began to run his hands all over her body. Her skin was broken by the whipping and her body was sore. She could only feel pain. I had never experienced such profound pleasure. My delirium pushed hers and we both moaned and gripped each other’s bodies as her pussy contracted around my fingers and her cock splashed more precum across our chests and breasts. I pulled away from her hand, shivering, unable to control the sensations that swept through me. Rolling my hands through the clear liquid that covered us, and gently stroking her member, I stared into the blue glow of her eyes. I knew it was impossible but I wanted.