There were his nipples - they had grown more, in fact they looked like women's nipples. He had seen enough of those in his time, and standing there he... was in no doubt. Raised like little pink pencil erasers - but darker than they had been yesterday. But how could that be? However, it was his hair that shocked him the most - it was touching his shoulders. Dark, soft hair! There was something else wrong too - his body shape was different. It was his hips, there an iota wider. Just enough for him. A second trucker positioned himself under me and opened his mouth wide to catch the hot load of nut dripping from my hole. A few minutes later a second cock entered my used hole. “Fuck this pussy is amazing, you were right” “I told you he was a good slut with hot holes, I want a piece that pussy too once I finish with his throat.” He pulled his cock out of my ass and more cum splattered into the guy’s mouth still lying under me. The trucker moved from under me and the guy that was fucking me. Such a would be Xar's fate also, for it was well known that few serumgirls succeeded in their battle against their slave nature, that sooneror later they all yielded to the desires of the flesh. If Xar did escapehe would eventually succumb to his genetically impelled impulses andthrough either subconscious desire or through some simple slip he wouldbe discovered in a compromising situation -- and so be enslaved for theremainder of his very long life. He tried to imagine himself as a man'ssexual. A couple of seawomen were treated to the sight of the Captain walking naked, apart from her jacket, in the corridor but did not seem to care. The Officers showers were located opposite my quarters and and unlike the main showers I had used provided lukewarm water. The small room only consisted of two shower cubicles and a changing bench, but the captain threw her jacket at me and stepped inside the shower.Apart from washing the backs of her body and helping her shave, there was little for me to.