Would you like for me to give milk? From the way you like to nurse my titties, I'll bet you would think it was great," she teased.Although Dave's dick...hadn't gotten hard, it had swelled up. He would just about bet that Evie had seen it. Saying yes could still get me in over my head. "Well, Hon, I, uh, don't know. I guess I'll leave that up to you," he finished, proud of himself for skirting the subject.Evie stood back up and offered her husband her hand. When he stood, she winked at him, "I'll. But ... you need to work at keeping it and strengthening it. I hope you don't think I'm contradicting myself?"I nodded again, "I know I'm lucky. Lucky to have had a lovely, loyal, loving wife in Katherine, and twice lucky to have found Helen." That's enough seriosity," he said. "I want some more of your Scotch, then I want to go get some sleep before we get really maudlin."I laughed. "You're on!"When I got to the church with Doug, I was in for a surprise. Linda had rounded up nine colleagues. Then I could get dressed for bed since nothing was going to happen with Melanie anymore. We had a long day ahead of us the next day with all the contests. It was time to refocus on why we were here. I reached over his head and grabbed his upper arm to pull his hand away from below my waist. He had nice tight muscles. I hadn’t noticed that before. He shrugged my hand away and was tentatively running his fingers lightly through my pubic hair as they wiggled under what was left of my destroyed. The hardest part was, they were beginning to accept that.***The next four days were hellish. The men-turned-women found themselves longing for the old days when it was just their bodies being hacked apart. The behavioral implants were insidious, and none of the men really knew whether they were being manipulated or if they were really starting to accept their situations.Mornings started early with the chimes. Because they could not effectively move without them, the men had taken to sleeping.