On the drive home I was whistling, for in my bag was a small glass bottle filled with all that was left of 2000/218, the specimen bottle refilled with... water. I had also taken photocopies of the instructions on how to make more. I remember that day we tested 218, it should have worked, reducing the female hormones and we even thought that some of the subjects might fall asleep. The five young female test subjects didn't see it that way. In the end we had to cut the test short by flooding the. And on top of that, looking so hot!He had everything I wanted in a man. He was a divine male physically, was intelligent, and had that look that stripped my soul and elevated me. Perhaps the tremendously erotic force of the transformation had to do with the contrast of seeing him become a whore from a brothel showing off and selling his body to the man who is willing to pay for it. The idea of seeing her seduce other men began to spin in my head more and more insistently.I fucked “my whore”. I could feel his son about to pull the blanket from his head so I asked him to wait, to let me finish as his daddy scooped his semen and fed it into my mouth before walking back out of the living room and the house.I felt truly sick with apprehension and worry and only agreed when I knew his daddy had gone back out to finish off my boyfriend orally.I never told him what happened in those few minutes, I was f******n and had in minutes supped on the semen of a father and his son, swallowing both. ..."just the routine 8-car pileup on 73 highway. You know the stretch, where I taught you to drive...??" At that point I noticed that my daughter was wearing a very tiny, revealing string bikini. I told her to go inside and put on some clothes immediately before she got arrested for public indecency. She half scoffed at me, with an "Oh, Daddy," but went inside anyway without the usual argument that we, two strong-willed people normally had over petty issues. Although I thought her complacency.