The radio on Ed McCarley’s belt came to life: ‘2141.’ He slipped the radio free of it’s holster and brought it to his mouth. ‘2141, go ahead....’ ‘2141. 17B Main and Oaklawn, possible fatalities.’ ‘2141, 10/4,’ he said into the radio, and he turned to Sara Wood: ‘Sorry, gotta go. Really. If you need me, call me!’ And he was gone, trotting out the door. She watched him as he got into the car, the red and blue lights turned on, then he pulled out into traffic as the siren came on. She watched his. She wanted to feel them. Her hands cupped and supported his balls of seed, the surface of the skin surrounding them tight yet intersected by alternating miniature valleys and cravasses that trapped and channeled the shower water as it fell from his broad shoulders, down his chest and into her hands. The sack relaxed gently, trustingly, into her warm soft embrace. She could feel the movement inside the sack now, of the origins of his seed, as they lay on her encircling palms. Trapped. He first of many soldiers for Miss Heavan were soon to be birthed from my huge now swollen body,that miss heavan had modified my make up of my body so it would enlarge to incubate a full grown trans super sexual super sex machine that would sweep the world and turn the name of planet earth to that of planet HEAVAN.The nurses were steadily monitoring the growth of the first trans giant as my stomach had swollen to twice the size of a zeppelin air ship as they felt around my newly grown vegina to. Watch us. “Rajesh watched son fucking mother. He was atleast 14-15 kgs heavier than Vinod but still Vinod was fucking harder and faster. Lady was moaning continuously. Still she talk…“ is there another woman or I will be alone. “Rajesh – yes there are many…they will do anything I say…they will fuck with anyone I say…but first tell me why you lied to me….She did not recall immediately that what lie she said.Rajesh – you said that your cunt is very loose, no one will like to fuck your loose.