"Your wife... I know." He let out a deep sigh, "Listen, the machinethat changed our bodies was barely in the prototype phase. Even if theystored our...profiles, the chances that we'd be able to go back to our oldbodies are slim. I'm not even sure we can be made into men again, atleast not without more work."My heart sank as the reality of our situation began to set in. "We'restuck like this...?" I asked rhetorically.We sat in stunned silence for several minutes as we tried to process. Larry served cocktails which seemed to take the edge off the situation and Stephan was no longer nervous. He was ready to suck cock and eat pussy. The thoughts of Larry fucking him faded away.After the drinks were finished, Larry and Greta led Stephan to the master bedroom. Once inside the bedroom, Greta got on the king size bed and spread her legs giving Stephan and unobstructed view of her big, juicy cunt.Larry placed his hands-on Stephan’s head and pushed him down to his knees and presented. Sit over there."Without even pausing to see if he sat down, she continued. "I have scheduled a meeting at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, to introduce you to the Plant Manager, Mr. Nichols. I presume you read the briefing paper that Marilyn delivered to you. She did remember to give it to you didn't she?" Yes she gave it to me. I read it on the shuttle from Triad to New Pittsburg." Good, I was afraid she would forget. Wait until you work here a few months. It's amazing how incompetent some of these. She was never to dip hertongue in Helen?s pussy nor would Helen ever put a part of her body inside her,no fisting, no direct contact, not even licking her ass was suitable for theworthless bitch. No skin on skin contact ever. Helen lit another cigarette andhad a smoke while Lisa squirmed under her. Once the cigarette was almost burnedout Helen got up and stubbed it out on Lisa?s left nipple. Again Lisa struggledto stay conscious and this time she succeeded only to see Helen bring down theheel.