It was in his system and his joints were alreadyfeeling stiff. He just stared wide eye and helpless as the mannequins movedabout him.The mannequins re...oved Dennis' clothes effortless as he couldn't do anythingto stop him. As his skin first became molten plastic, it became soft to thetouch. A touch that caused him to have orgasms like none he felt before.Since the formula had dissolved his insides, they were about to remove hispenis, add tits and reshape him body into a more female appearance. "Look, this is my house. Our wives are inside along with the wives of two other L.A.P.D. officers. We're not going to just stand around and wait while a bunch of bureaucrats argue over the best way to handle the situation! The bastard has already proven that he's a dangerous man. I don't think he's going to listen to reason and just let our wives go ... especially not my wife! He's already attacked her once and I'm not going to let him get the chance to do it again ... or possibly worse!"Now,. Wah kya badan hai tumhaaraReshma….doodh jaisa safed aur itna perfect…tumhare mome ka dewaana hogaya mai.Reshma: ha…dabaao mere chuche ko…aur zor se…haaa….chaato unhe.Prashant: Tumhaare nokeele nipples se pataa chalta hai ki tum kitni excited ho reshma…Reshma: haa…..muh me le lo mere nipple ko….aaaahh….run karo unhe.Prashant kuch der tak uske breasts ka aanand leta hai aur Reshma bhi apni aor se bohat moan karti hai.Prashant: mera ek haat tumhaare badan ko sehlaa raha tha ki mere ungliyo ne kuch. C. It was 9:25 p.m. The video cast was interrupted by a news flash:Five American engineers, employees of Applegate Engineering, have been taken hostage by Taliban terrorists in Afghanistan ... Details at eleven.“I’m going downstairs,” Craig said to his wife. He had no intention of waiting for the eleven o’clock news. Though Marvella knew what was on his mind “downstairs” was off limits to her. In the basement Moore put his index finger into the optical scanner. The lock in the steel door.