As his fingers touched the cotton of my panties I knew it was make or break time, I had to decide what to do. Part of me was screaming for a full out ...stoppage of the activities, I was not one to fool around outside of a relationship. Part of me wanted to delay things until the situation was more beneficial, like when we got back to my car and I could throw a blanket over my lap to hide things. Part of me wanted to let him keep going, damn the consequences. The little war was quickly won by the. ”“Yep, you can train the dogs, but not the owners,” Mrs. Hill said.Claire watched Mrs. Hill admiring Sultan’s thick cock. The older woman held it in her hand as if she was weighing it.“Um,” Claire began. “I can leave you alone with Sultan, if you-”“No, that’s not necessary,” Mrs. Hill said blushing. “I was just reminiscing a little, that’s all.”Claire remembered Mrs. Hill was attempting to train Sultan before she gave him to Tori. It made her wonder if Mrs. Hill trained dogs the same way she. "I modified it for you, Captain." He explained with a touch of shy pride. "You control the height with this rocker panel."She smiled. "Thank you, Scotty." Aye, Captain. I'll be down in Engineering if you need me." He bustled off towards the turbolift and his favorite part of the ship as Janice sat down in the command Chair. The reduced height made it less of a scramble than it had been for the past two weeks. She remembered just in time to keep her knees modestly together, and then gave Kirk's. She gasped, and her body transformed. Her wrinkles tightened and smoothed into youthful skin, her graying hair turned back to brown, and her skin absorbed the cum. Her saggy breasts rose back up and swelled a little, and I smirked at her.“J-Jonathan. What was that?” my ‘mother’, Linda, gasped. I just shook my head and grinned. Linda’s husband, James, rushed in, and gaped at his wife.“What the hell happened?” he gasped. I snapped my fingers and his surprise immediately vanished.“Hey, Linda. Why.