And not just because I got good sex this morning.’ The twilight was deepening when they wandered to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He took on the ma...’s job of fixing drinks. He put the scotch bottle and the tequila bottle on the counter and glanced at her. ‘Tequila and orange juice and soda, please.’ He fixed that and poured himself a short tumbler of Philip’s expensive single malt scotch. They tipped glasses and had their separate thoughts about where two survivors went after a family. ”Rachel walked out of her room with me in tow and we went down the stairs in her two storey semi-detached house. Rachel took out some lettuce, cucumber, tomatoes and chicken from the fridge. She asked me to pass her a bowl while she proceeded to stir fry the chicken with a healthy dose of olive oil. She grabbed an egg from the fridge while the chicken was sizzling in the pan and poured the egg into the pan. I sat on the countertop watching a beautiful Rachel cooking for me. At that moment, I. She spat in the fleshlight and finger fucked it to get it nice and slippery on the inside and said "give me your cock".I put my throbbing cock back in the gloryhole again, she gave me a sexy little lick and suck again then with one hand grabbing the base of my cock I felt her rubbing the pussy opening of the toy on the head of my dick then lined me up with the opening slid it all the way down my cock, up and down very slowly and I have to be honest it felt amazing, FAR superior to your hand.. The ground was farther below than was normal. My hands were thick, calloused from work, and had pale skin.Not the reddish hue I was used to seeing. I shook my head, mastering the momentary surge of panic.I was in my new body.“Good morning, Master,” my simulacrum said as she knelt naked before me. Her hairless head was round and exotic. Her breasts were firm, her nipples hard. Her tart pussy juices wafted into my nose.“How long did I sleep?” I growled.“A day-and-a-half,” the simulacrum replied..