I need to see Trevor and Mary, I'll be okay."Steve replied.Just then the door opened and Doctor Johnson walked in. "Caroline, we'reready if Morgan is..." He said.At a nod from Steve Doctor Summers said; "Go ahead, bring them in."The door shut and Doctor Summers came over to Steve and grabbed her handand gave it a squeeze, "you'll be okay. Deep breathes."The door opened and Steve's heart caught when Trevor stepped into the room.It took Steve a second to realize that it was Trevor's body but not. "Claire resumed her story. "When I awoke next, my memories were submerged and I had a name: Claire. The man told me that I was in a hospital isolation facility and that very soon I could go home. Karl was kind and made me feel special. He'd tell me about the children and how much they were looking forward to seeing me again. I didn't see another soul during my stay there and when it was time to leave, he smuggled me into his car and drove me away."Karl had a small apartment prepared and I was. After that night, my production steadily increased. I loved the way my breasts looked, full with long, dark nipples. I wondered how big you would want them to grow, how much milk you would demand of me. You asked me not to wear a bra at home, because you loved to see the wet patches my milk left on my shirts. My unfettered tits jiggled obscenely behind the darker, wet spots. You wanted to take pictures of my milk-laden tits, and asked me to pose on all fours, using a goat milker you'd bought.. The wine was talking, I knew that. Apart from just a wisp of a thong each, we were stark naked and, although I say it myself, we had bodies that would stop traffic. I wondered if this registered with the good Doctor Garvin.I decided on the direct approach. “Are you going to report us?” I asked.“Oh yes,” he said casually, like he was thinking of something else. He squinted up at the sun and undid the top two buttons of his shirt as though the warmth was uncomfortable.There was another silence..