My... god... you're PREGNANT!" Lisa cried out as she sprang fromthe bed. "Uh... you're pregnant." This is impossible!" I'm sorry... but you're three m...nths pregnant with Tara." "Tara? No fucking way! Are you saying that Tara's inside my stomach?!" That's right." And you think I'm going to give birth to that bitch?!" "Sorry, Lisa... but as soon as our final transformation take place, I'llbe me again and you'll be you, and it's only right given you're the realfemale here."Lisa gazed at Bart. He hit it face first, with a loud crunch. He staggered back from the wall with blood running from his nose.Danny said, “You might want to stop, now. I’d hate to hurt you.”Everyone in the mall was staring at Danny. He was calmly watching Carl. Getting even angrier, Carl charged Danny again. This time he was redirected to a store front window. It cracked, but didn’t break. Carl staggered back still on his feet. It was pretty clear by the way he was swaying that he’d taken a good hit to the. They were able to close the gap a bit. Lee had by far his best game of the season and Justin knocked down a couple of shots, but they still lost by fourteen points.Mark was disappointed. It was his first game as the starting point guard and they lost convincingly. He felt like he had let the team down. He also had a rapidly growing knot on his forehead that was throbbing away. He paced around the court for a bit until finally returning to the locker room. When he got there the locker room was. .. All the time reassuring her in a soft voice.And another minute, and then up again. Long, gentle fingers stroking and then curling around the softest inner-thighs, and he felt her tremble. Fingers as light as feathers; touching and gliding over satiny warm skin, and another small trembling breath from Lynda. And then at last, his hand disappeared under the dress' hemline, and moved higher still. Forever squeezing and stroking and soothing; and the girl putting her hands on the desk to support.