Her brown hair messy from a nights’ sleep she ran her hands through it, pulling on a few knots in her hair, taking a step back she looked over her n...ked body. 5'7 tall and weighing around 130 she thought of herself as athletic, but she wasn't toned and as she stood there she cupped her D-cup breasts. Turning the light back off naked she walked across her apartment and into the kitchen. There followed the usual routine she followed most mornings: turn on the Nespresso machine; grab a mug; grab a. Ilook around me quickly to be sure I'm still alone and check the door.It's locked.To this day, no one knows who released the agent. There were labscapable of developing it in most of the new countries, even the old CDClabs in the New Confederacy. The effect was devastating. It was akiller virus that targeted female humans. More accurately, it targetedthe "X" chromosome, but was balked by the twisted, hypercomplex "Y". Inwomen in halted cellular reproduction, leading to death in mere days. 'It can't be! I'm not really here! Not naked and spread-eagled with men gawking at me! Oh, Mother-in-Heaven, they're raping me with their eyes! And, Helen! You bitch! You're all excited!' Her cunt throbbed and she tingled. "Van! Oh, please, Van!" She felt hysteria edging into her.Vanessa whispered. "It's working, hon! It's sinking in! Art's beginning to realize what we've done!"Helen shook her head, rolling it against one of the bars. "I can't stand it any longer! Oh, Van, i can't!" Just a. "The Fringe is the narrow band of worlds separating Union Space from the inhospitable stretch of stars known as The Scar! Long a haven of criminals, minimally-rated corporations, and remnants of the Argos Armada, it is highly recommended tha-!" Your hand finally slaps out to silence the automated recording, a harsh gasp torn from your throat as the sharp gesture jostles the buzzing length lodged inside you. You almost cum again from that alone, your black-market nerve enhancers making every bit.