What are thechances of two Sarah Hackett's of the same age in the same town?*After school I walked into the undertaker's shop. "Mr Brown, I'd like toa...sk you about the burial of Sarah Hackett."He took a long hard look at me, and then leapt back in fright as if hehad seen a ghost."You, you can't be..." Can't be what?" You look just like Sarah Hackett, the girl that I buried a year agoafter she tripped over, fell down the stairs and broke her neck. She washer parent's only child, and her whole. And so the society turned into an exploring society, following two goals: how to make life more comfortable and more joyful and to find out universe’s master plan.Thanks to modern science and genetic engineering all diseases where eliminated. People could choose their physical age and where able to live forever, only an accident or suicide could kill them. Crime and murder didn’t exist any more. No one could die of a disease or of aging.Old fashioned society standards like marriage or monogamy. I couldn't fight the feeling of needing to bury my cock in her.We had only been fucking a few minutes, Jess was jerking and convulsing as I went to shorter strokes because I was tied to her. I could feel my cock pressing against her womb when the door opened and the doctor stood there a moment before moving closer. He squatted just out of reach as I grunted and started pumping and spewing streams of sperm into Jess.When I finally shivered, spurting the last jets into her, she relaxed letting. " What does that mean?" I asked."Well, you have feminized so much- probably more than you planned- that we look at you as being one of us. So, you'll be engaged with us physically and emotionally. How do you feel about that?"I began crying. "That makes me so happy. I just love you both so much."She slid over by me and began kissing me, fondling my tits, and rubbing my man clitty.I was getting so hot. I don't know if it was the hot water or the wine, or her, but I was burning up. She could feel.