”“Guys,” said Sarah, “we will meet you there about an hour before show time.”“Do you need anything prepared?”“No. A couple of us were ...ust running through what we sent to Earth’s governments and decided to use that as the basis of the presentation. We will take care of it, and will have it to you before we arrive.”As Sarah’s Clan left the Communications department, Siobhan said to them, “Do you think the incoming visitors saw our engagement with the IC ships?”“That is a possibility, but. Thing, but it doesn't change who you are. None of it does." A thing?" Lauren teased, widening her eyes as a playful smile pulled at the corners of her mouth."You know what I mean," I whispered. "A cock." And it doesn't bother you anymore?" It didn't really bother me before," I admitted. "In fact, I kinda liked it." Okay," she said, both of us whispering. "What do you want to do about it?"Lauren's hands went to my hips and I didn't stop her. I wore a pair of faded jeans with holes in the knees. Part of our pledge process involve dick related activities designed to be easier for the more well endowed brothers. Plus, we were known as the big dick frat so nobody with small penises rushed after a while. It was so funny, but we kept big dickedness as a qualification for getting in. In return for our exclusivity in the manhood area we had our favorite sororities at our flies conatantly. One in particular was insanely horny and taught it's sisters how to have sex. Our frat and their sorority. He did not reply, but lifted his right hand and gestured towards a nearby tree. I heard a noise below me and looked down. A large tree root was emerging form the ground. It was about as thick as my thumb at the end, and became as thick as my arm about a foot down its length.“What... what are you...?” I said, trailing off. The root started crawling up my left leg, slowly making its way to my inner thigh.“Gods, NO! Please don't... not that! God, Kelmane! Pleeeasssee!” I begged.The end of the root.