It was a timeless style, long and elegant in pale blue, bared low in the back and dipping provocatively between Elizabeth’s breasts. A cape of midni...ht blue covered her shoulders keeping out the chill mountain air, the simple clasp of silver seeming to sparkle under Elizabeth’s chin. What a sight she was, dressed up for the Chocolate Ball. Her hair was dark ringlets, and slow curls framing her smiling face. Even as she walked to the ball, a light snowfall dusted her hair with enchantment, so it. The hotel suite's holo-projection system was higher end to allow AIAs to move around the room. Sam was floating in a seated position near the women where they were seated and talking. I decided right then that I'd try to upgrade my ship's system to allow this. It wouldn't cost nearly as much as the tactile hologram tech and it would be nice to have Sam able to 'sit' with us at the table in the galley."Sam, can you see if the Privateer warehouse has an upgrade to the ship's holo-projectors? Ones. "Ten minutes later, Melissa's phone rang. She answered it without saying anything and ended the call. "We can go in now," she said to Sophie.In the entryway, a hulking man greeted them asking for ID. Sophie kept her surprise to a minimum when he accepted Melissa's ID. A voluptuous older woman in a ticket window took their ten dollars, stamped their hand and they entered."Where did you get that?" asked Sophie as they negotiated through the small dark wood tables and found one near the large,. It curved into a nice round ass. He had a perfect ass now! The mounds on his chest grew to a C-cup. The urge for panties and a good fingering became unbearable. He pulled off his pants. Then he removed his underwear. Juices ran down his legs. His body hair receded into his body. He slipped on the panties. His mind was deep into Whitney's. He uncontrollably reached into his pussy. He hair grew to full length around his ass. His breasts came upon the border of C and D. The last of Tucker's.