Do not worry, we are growing a replacement clitoris for you right now. And we will be attaching it, before we place you back in your cage." Lisa thought that "cage" was a strange way to refer to her small apartment. But in a way, her small apartment really did feel like a cage to her sometimes. "Once your new clitoris is in place, no one who sees your bare genitalia will ever suspect that you are not a perfectly normal female," the female alien voice continued, "You have correctly japanese deduced big that the glans of your real clitoris is now the glans of your new penis. Of course, we had to split it open and encircle it around the tip of the shaft, so that you could ejaculate out of the tip of your new penis." Lisa thought to herself, So that I could ejaculate what? The male alien voice in her head matter-of-factly responded, "Your ova, of course. We altered your ovaries so that they will produce ova with long tails on them. In other words, your ova will have motility, just like a male's spermatozoa do. "We also altered your fallopian tubes," said the male voice, "so that they are both attached directly to an implanted male prostate gland. This prostate gland is situated very deep inside of your uterus. And it, in-turn, is attached directly around the base of your new penis. "Your new prostate gland will perform much the same function that it does for the male of your species. From now on, during your orgasms, the sexual ejaculate fluid from this prostate gland will combine with your own generous release of sexual fluids, in order to insure that your ova will always have sufficient liquid to maintain their motility, until they are able to accomplish their purpose. "You will never have to worry about becoming pregnant ever again, because your orgasm will trigger your special penis to ejaculate any ovum that your ovaries have released." "How am I supposed to have sex with this weird penis thing living inside my vagina?" Lisa demanded. "Inside your uterus," the female alien voice corrected her. "It is attached to the rear inside wall of your uterus." "Vagina. Uterus. What difference does it make? I'm still a freak! I don't even know if I'm supposed to have sex with men, or with women, or with both?" The male alien voice calmly replied, "You are an intelligent female. You will eventually figure it out. All you need to know for now, is that your new penis is designed to function in much the same way that a male's penis does during the normal procreative process of your species." Lisa started losing consciousness again. The next time she awoke, it was in shaved the morning, with her alarm clock beeping away. And Lisa was once again back in the safety of her own pussy licking bedroom. But it took Lisa a few seconds to orient herself to her surroundings. She was in a cold sweat and her heart was pounding, though she quickly calmed down, as she realized that this whole alien abduction experience had simply been nothing more than a very bad nightmare. Lisa went about her business for the next several days, and didn't think about her abduction nightmare at all, sexy because she felt completely normal, except for a little bit of abdominal cramping, which was nothing new to her. Then about a week later, Lisa woke up from an erotic dream very early in the morning, and she felt something weird rubbing up against her pussy mound. My half-sister, the only natural blonde in the family, walked beside me. Her blonde hair fell loose while the warm, autumn sun shone down on us. I pussy licking felt very self conscious. I wrenched my hand from Imogene's and shoved it into my pockets, my shaved pants just managing to hang on to my hips. I made love to her and she licked me clean before she had dinner with my family. I just...” She swallowed. She'd sensed the same thing that I had: our mother was ready for big the next level of intimacy. Yavara’s pupils were dilated. Then got up and went to the shower.. beside my face. I gently pinched my fingers over her tiny buds, and watched as they grew in size. From the Louvre, stroll through the Jardin des Tuileries (zhar-dan japanese day twee-le-ree) and onto the Champs Elysees (shons ay-lee-say), remembering to tug your skirt down every few steps - or if necessary, pull your stockings up. She kissed Erica again and again. This thing’s too small. "Recess is over, and we are back in session … sort of. “I could follow no farther.” That's why she was unafraid to get my opinion on the make-up, she knew she could try it and I wouldn't blab. I groaned, the ground blurring, the room spinning around me. My stomach churned with a nauseating writhe. The faerie could counter it too easily. Jill is chatting with Dakota, Diane, and many of the ladies. Sujata welcomed them, s was wearing a very transparent nighty which sexy was not concealing any of her immense assets.