Hadn't Victoria mentioned somethingabout how the drug could be programmed? Perhaps she was planning tochange her back tonight?Jesse's tension eased. T...ere was a way back. Victoria was an experttease, and always had been since they first met. Her taunts andpromises of being 'forever trapped' were part of a twisted roleplay orsexy mind game.Probably.Jesse set aside her concerns for the moment. Victoria had alreadysurprised her multiple times before, with some of the weird stuff she'dbeen able to. They'd brought the rest of their gear as instructed, but left it stowed."Get your things off the lander," the colonel told them. "Zo, please position them around the pavilion at proper dispersal for defensive purposes. Those will be your sleeping positions, lady and gentlemen. We will go into more after that is done. And Zo," he called the sergeant back as he started to follow the others. "Umm ... I see no overpowering reason for your own sleeping arrangements to change if..."The sergeant. Furthermore, it was a brutal bloodbath, no doubt of that, though one could still call it a form of surgery to remove cancerous tumors in the form of people.Man had indeed become a cancerous growth on the planet. No doubt of that. I couldn’t argue that point, because it was demonstrably true. Maybe this apocalypse would indeed redress the imbalance and restore the natural equilibrium to something resembling sanity. It certainly gave us an opportunity for a clean slate as a civilization, East and. It is a sight to behold—five lovely bunnygirls, all here for Carson and ready to fuck him!“Are you ready to mark the beginning of something wonderful?” he asks.“You certainly are,” Miranda answers, her eyes averting to his rapidly raging erection.Indeed he is, if not more than ready.“I think he’s eager to get to Cassandra,” Jessica says menacingly.The five bunnygirls approach slowly and push him back, onto the lounger.Amanda runs her nails along the length of his belly. Miranda’s fingers gently.