"Sure. Go ahead. But can I touch yours." "Okay. I guess so." she responded. She was gently squeezing and stroking him, and it grew bigger and bigger i... her soft hand. He was breathing hard, and told her, "You better stop, now. You're about to make me cum." She kept on. "I want to see what it looks like when you cum." She kept stroking, and Billy began jerking, and soon shot a big load of cum out, covering her hand and wrist. Some of it shot up and hit her in the face. She kept on until he asked. "How can that be?" he whispered, as he pulled the hair out of his face. Except for the accent, his voice sounded just like Siobhan's. Dale pulled away the blanket, and looked down at himself. His stunned eyes beheld the naked body of Siobhan, herself. He grasped the two very large female breasts in disbelief, the nipples beginning to swell in response to the excitement the body felt. "No. Please no," he shrieked, even as he knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he had somehow exchanged. "Would you like to try my mince pies?" "Non," Cindy replied. "A piece of Christmas cake?" "Non!" "Then how about my Yule log," said Claude, but Cindy, seeing his hand twitching beneath his apron, declined that as well. "You're as bad as Rudolph!" she accused Claude. "Moi?" Said Claude, pointing to himself, an expression of injured innocence on his face. Leaving the kitchen and the amorous creator of Christmas cuisine, she followed the signs to the apparent safety of Santa's inner sanctum, where. It emitted so much gravitation and so much heat, it collapsed the caves and passages below. At last, you heard my warning and made it out in time.”Krabbel gestured to the spot where his leg was missing. “Just barely.”Shea looked at him. “Cateria is on her way she will grow you a new one in no time.”Shea sniffed and said. “Energy weapons were the wrong approach, of course, to fight a being that was very like our own Ensign Three-Four and he came as fast as he could and drained much of the beasts.