It wasn’t a front page article, but the collapse of a large downtown office building had not gone unnoticed. The story had said it looked like somet...ing had sucked the prestigious law firm’s headquarters into the ground. There went her holding cell, her refuge that kept those around her safe when the transformation took her. She berated herself. It meant HE was gone too, she knew it. Maybe. Somehow she thought she would know, but she didn’t, not for sure. But why should she know? She winced. How is this even possible?Michelle pulled his shirt up to his shoulders, so that he could feel her bare breasts pressing against his chest and her hands sliding over his back. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. They embraced, their lips meeting for a long kiss as Charlie slowly moved back and forth inside her. He could feel the muscles of her pussy clutching his shaft, as if desperate to keep him within her. Every thrust was agonizing pleasure radiating through his. He realized it must be soap from the metal dispenser and would be used as a lubricant and that the r****t was spreading it with his finger.The man's soapy hand and his other hand roughly took hold of Clayton's buttocks and spread them further apart. "Holy shit," he said. "This guy's got the hottest ass I ever seen." Hurry up and fuck her then," his accomplice demanded. "I'm horny too." Put your fingers here and open up your asshole," the first r****t told Clayton, who trembled to obey, dreading. "Can I sit on your lap like I used to?" Yes, Sweetie. Come sit on my Daddy's lap." Daddy's voice became a hoarse whisper. I sat on his knees, sliding my bottom backward into his lap. I sat sideways, bum on his covering his groin, my legs hanging over the side of his thighs. "Daddy your voice sounds different. Are you sick? Are you sure you aren't mad at me?" I pouted a little and looked Daddy in the eye."Honey, Daddy's not mad. I was just surprised at seeing you in those clothes this morning..