She could swear her clitwould suddenly swell and grow any second now. She wanted it to happen somuch. Trovigg looked down at her from the observation ...room, his fly open and hispenis out. He hoped this time his experiment would finally work, thatscience could go beyond plastic surgeries and making one APPEAR to be theother sex. That one day he would become what he'd always wanted - a womanwith voluptuous breasts and long, blonde hair. He wanted to be fucked,would rather have a penis pounding. She was now wanking my cock as she watched the two of them inside. I couldn’t help but to start to grope her arse and feel up her tits. Pulling her skirt up I got my hand in her knickers. She was soaking wet. Rubbing her clit she started to moan.“Not here, back to yours” we went round the back of the chalets up against the wall. Getting on her knees in front of me Sue began to suck me off. Up and down, licking my helmet like a lolly, she was good.“Is that good Bob? Just like that slut?” she. I fainted again, this time I think I slept,before I could call someone for help.I woke up again when I was receiving some sort of sponge bath. The tubein my throat had been removed and I was breathing on my own again. Inoticed something strange, however, some of the nurses were shaving mylegs. I tried to ask why, but I was still too weak, I fainted again.When I woke up next morning (it was then Tuesday) I realized I was stillin the bed. The catheter in my urethra had been removed. There. "There are no toilets here and I need to go, um, number two's." Shit!" I exclaimed. Okay, so that was a little more difficult."Yes, daddy, but mummy told us not to call it that. I need to shit."Talk about out of the mouths of babes and suckling's. I stifled a laugh and Charlie gave me another of her looks. I shrugged.Shit happens, I thought grinning to myself.There are worse things that can happen I suppose and it transpired that all of us need some relief and it actually became quite comical.