. I want to know so badly ... Why am I feeling this way?"I watched her as she stood there staring back at me. Her thoughts picked up pace and I even f...elt the swelling need in her to do more than just look. Suddenly, she stepped forward and knelt before me. Her eyes were ablaze as she licked her lips and began working to open my pants.I felt the order. It wasn't the screaming, overriding order from Master PC. It was subtle, more like a nudge to what she was already thinking. If I hadn't been in. I feel like coughing; some definitely spilled into my lungs. Still he pumps away. Ugh, some came out my nose. Still he throbs. I'm keeping as much down as possible. It's just so delicious! Finally, his orgasm dies down and I am able to chug down the remainder.I'm afraid if we continue like this, it will come out of my ass again. I take some time to tear my jeans into a skirt. They were tough, and it came out really tattered thanks to Captain Protein giving it a few bites. Thanks Captain. But. I'd met him briefly during my two appearances before the High Council. He studied me critically from across the room, doubtless trying to assess my possible value, and how best to employ me."We have several of our best people working on those issues," he assured me. "For the past decade, we have strived to repair the chromosomal damage to our genes, without any measure of success."The seed issue is a design constraint. We do have seed that reproduces, but we are reluctant to release them. Milhouse stopped to think for a few seconds, “Wait what if we do this at your house tonight I am gonna stay all weekend anyways.” Bart quickly buttoned up his shorts and agreed. Later that Night ——- After hearing Marge close and lock her bedroom door Bart signaled to Milhouse to do the same. After a few moments of silence the 2 boys quietly moved Bart’s bed to the center of the room and closed the curtains. The 2 boys then climbed on top of the bed in their PJs. Milhouse looked at Bart’s groin.