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She rocked back and forth until the entire length disappeared, helped by him reaching forward and diddling her clit."Allie, I know you're outside the door jilling off," Sarah said. "Come on in and let us watch. You need to see this anyway."The door opened and Allie, nude below the waist, came in sheepishly. She gasped when she saw that Sarah had taken the whole of Adam's dick."I can feel it clear in my cervix," Sarah said. "I thought it would feel creepy but it's nice." Are you sure?" Adam asked, with concern evident in his voice. "How do I get it out?" You don't," Sarah said. "And I'm sure. I felt it slip through. Damn, Allie. This feels a hell of a lot better than I thought it might." It looks hot," Allie said, her fingers working on her pussy again. "Can you do him that way? I mean can you move?" Once I get used to it, I think so," Sarah replied. She tried sliding up slightly and then sliding down. "Next time, I'll lube him up good. I'm afraid of hurting him. There is no moisture. Now for the big moment. Igestured towards the stairs. "Shall we, my dear?"She looked sad for a moment, then brightened. "I guess you do deserveit. I just wish you could stay a woman longer... Maybe later. Okay, I'mready."She followed me upstairs and waited by the bed while I went over to theMAU. No seductive strip tease this time, I noted.I touched the crystal, expecting my current form to appear naked on thescreen. Instead a wash of red passed over it and there was an oddhissing, thrumming noise as alien text scrolled by. Then the MAU beganto shrink rapidly. In seconds it was only a few feet high, and when itfinally stopped, all that was left was a small rectangular silver cube,about five by ten inches, featureless but for a hand sized claw printon top.I stood there looking at it dumbly, feeling dread crawl over me in acreeping wave. I felt like it had suddenly reached out and slugged me.It had happened. I was stuck. I'd spend the rest of my life as a woman.Oh, I'd try my damndest.
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