”I didn’t see the point in speaking. It wouldn’t help me with my mission. I strode boldly up to the monster and stabbed my sword right into Kelm...m’s guts. Blood fountained, cascading down his dusky muscles to the golden fur of his lower half. He let out a moan of pain, and then collapsed on the ground, spilling Viora off his back.“What,” he growled. “No, he’s fallen under the Biomancer’s control. Run, Viora.”Viora struggled to get up, but her leg was pinned beneath her monstrous lover. She. I think that I've added a little musclemass too, although it's a little early to tell. I've started popping acouple of extra pills during the day just to get that great feeling.I was surprised when I was taking a shower the other day and I waswashing off my dick and my balls - they seemed to feel a little smallerthan I had remembered. Now I'd never measured them or anything, but youknow how you kind of get used to how they feel when you hold or cupthem. I looked a little closer at my dick and. His hips thrust up and down, joining his cock in a demented dance. As he felt the first spurt, Nick removed his mouth, continuing to pump hard with his hand. I'm sure this was purely for my benefit and I'm not complaining since it gave me the opportunity to watch the little eruptions of cum that shot from Andrew's pulsating rod onto Nick's face. Three or four gobs of spunk shot out over his nose, cheeks and in to the fringe of his dark hair.Andrew's hips continued pumping and Nick's hand. As we talked, I counted the mile markers toward home. When we reachedthe Clarksville town limits I felt as if I were connecting with an oldfriend. Clarksville meant home and a chance to reconnect with John. Momrocketed down the streets, a missile with our home as the target. Allthe while, I rehearsed my argument that I should be treated the same asbefore the virus. I expected be referred to and of course to be thoughtof as John. That's who I was -- I only looked different. Actually thefirst.