“This is ravioli in a vegetable sauce,” Jaeger explained, showing her his open container as steam rose from the plastic bag. “It comes from Ital...y, a region of Earth. It’s beef, meat from Earth livestock, sandwiched between two pieces of dough which are made from grain.”“What’s that white powder that you put on it?” Xico asked.“Salt, a seasoning that enhances the flavor. I’d offer you a taste, but I’m not sure if Valbarans can digest all of the components.”“Yeah, it’s probably safer not to share. Stay like that." She made me remain in thathumiliating exposed position while she disposed of the soiled tissue andemptied my potty into the toilet. The contents dropped into the bowlwith a noisy 'splash.' She dumped the empty but stained pink plasticpotty in the shower recess, muttering, "You can deal with that later,little girl." She picked up her phone, made sure it had recorded myembarrassing clean-up, and switched it off. "Bath time, baby," she sang.She made me kneel up so she could remove. "Beverly, join me for dinner."Wesley felt lightheaded. The tranquilizer had relaxed her, and made herrather suggestible. Besides, she was just dying of curiosity to find outjust what was his mother's actual relationship with the Captain! What better way to find out? Wesley was excited deciding what to wear. They had brought 'her' wardrobe with them. Damn, it was only two hours to dinner. Now what to wear? Gowns of silver and gold swung temptingly under eager slim fingers. Wesley tried on one. Instead, she relaxes and settles back into the soft cushion of the interior.Then they start to melt. Like thick syrup, the black crawls over her skin. It moves up her arms and down her chest and across her belly. Beatrix smiles at the feeling of the alien creature stretching itself over her. They velvety texture of the latex-like symbiote slides over the woman’s hips, across her pelvis and down her legs. She can sense it between her ass cheeks, the clefts of her inner thighs next to her.