They were surprisingly ‘male’, being taller and with broader shoulders, slimmer hips and a distinct bulge at the top of their legs. Well, was it s...rprising? Convergence, Rose had said. But: “Oh, normally, on your planet, girls aren’t allowed to swim?”A muddled picture appeared, then clarified as Rose’s transmission apparently was the one the others gave way to: a female with a male alongside, wading into water.“Oh, you have to be chaperoned,” Grace realised.The aliens were all grinning,. Now, Jasmine honey, you know what to do, remember what I’ve always taught you!” A look of horror came across her face. “But Daddy, that cum is on her dirty asshole! If I eat it I’ll get sick!” “Do as you’re told, cunt. You know that a man’s semen is sacred, and must not be wasted. Every last drop has to go inside, one way or another.” Some of my semen was already dripping from Vina’s asshole, down over her pussy, and onto Jasmine’s chin. Deviously, Jasmine scooped the cum off her face, and. That queer acted more effeminate than me, if that were possible. Atleast when I behaved in a girlish manner it looked natural. George started waxing my legs. "Well dearie, it seems that thosehormones you're taking are going to put me out of a job." I couldn't dispute him. My body hair was coming in finer and lighterafter every time I shaved, and the intervals between shaving were gettinglonger. I wondered if it would grow back o.k. after I was released fromhere and was no longer force. It's especially empty late on a Friday night. I was alone, and had driven from southern Connecticut almost non-stop. By the time I came upon the Clifton Park rest area I had to piss, but I decided to pass it by and hold on for the next 25 miles. I'd stop at the Glens Falls rest area; holding my piss helped keep me awake, and it made my dick hard; I always like feeling a little horny. When I pulled into the Glens Falls rest stop only one other car was there, not even a trucker. I walked into the.