On good days, all but the most sensitive kids coulddeal with it now. They had figured out the dead kid wasn't interested in eating theirbrains or anyt...hing like the zombies in the movies, and so they carried onlike everything was normal. But not on bad days, and today was the worstyet.On bad days, it was a walking reminder that all things rot, which mightbe a good lesson in theory, but difficult for a bunch of kids to dealwith in practice. Bits kept falling off it, and the dead kid would. Why is it having this effect on me?"I think I'll come if you let me take it in my mouth," she whispered to Cecilia."Really?" Yes."Cecilia's bulging, wet, dripping nipple was only an inch or so from Laura's lips. Slowly, she guided it between them, and Laura closed her mouth on it, sucking the enormous soft, silky bulb inside. Her mouth filled with the warm, milky fluid. She had never had a nipple this big in her mouth since Rina, and the warm, pulpy bulb flowed with milk, which she swallowed. I pulled back, still expecting her to urge me to stop and find something smaller. Only keyed up from the day, Rachel seemed completely insatiable. With my hand clutched around the flopping length, I pulled it back all the way in and out perhaps a dozen times, loving the gaping part I left with each exit. Then I found my rhythm, my bountiful breasts heavily against my ribs a little painfully with each quickening thrust. I reached down to grab her by the thighs, pulling her ass into my waist,. "But watch this." (She) pushed a button on something which looked like a tablet or a handheld console and which laid on the kitchen desk. "The voice can be hers too." Damn ... what is this?" A reality alternating remote. RAR. I build it in my lunch breaks. It uses in its core a strange mineral from some meteroid. Had tested it a bit in the lab the last weeks. You can turn yourself and others into different looks and shapes. But also smaller changes are possible." (She) grabbed her boobs and.