Despite constant nudity and a bit of fatigue from my three hours of intensive training the tableau was arousing. My penis jutted out in front of me li...e a Pitot tube on old-fashioned atmospheric fighter aircraft.Kelsey glanced my way."How are you feeling?" the med tech asked. "It's only been 48 hours. Still tired?"I drew in a slow, shaky breath, let it out."Yes," I nodded. My head didn't hurt when I tilted it today. "I just need to get a routine established. I can function fatigued. It isn't. Grabbing Leanne’s ass, I bury my face between her legs. I lap at her pussy with my tongue while my fingers massage her ass. I press a thumb against my wife’s tight back opening and massage the sensitive rim. Sliding my tongue inside my wife, I taste her juices as they run out into my mouth. I move my mouth over her clitoris to gently lick and suck the little nub. Leanne releases my cock and lets out a little cry. I’m rock hard by this point and dying to have my cock in her body. Sliding out. A cute little dress. A curvy figure with awoman's chest. The only major difference was that I had no scars. Ilooked like the woman Jenni would have been, the woman she should havebeen. The woman she almost was.This was a catastrophe! All night I had assumed that I would look sofunny in a dress that Jenni would see her error and give up the plan.Now what could I do?"So what do you think?" asked Jenni, excitedly."I guess I look OK." Much as I wanted to say I looked horrible, Icouldn't. The. She wheeled it to the stairs and then lifted it up, taking it up the stairs and into her room.Eleanor placed her automaton on the bed, positioning it in the way she wanted. Eleanor slowly undressed and climbed onto the bed in front of her toy. She edged forward till the bulbous head of her automaton’s penis was touching her opening. She pushed a lever on the automaton’s thigh and it seemed to rev to life. Its penis seemed to move back and forth.She lay back, letting the robot do all the work..