Gone was his rugged face, to be replaced by a more rounded, far softer one. He ran one hand over his smooth cheek, he realised he would never have to ...shave his face again and he felt a profound loss. He pulled his hand away from his new face and examined it.Like his face it had changed totally, instead of the wide strong hands he was use to he now had petite, slim hands with long refined fingers. Obviously as feminine as his new face. He looked in the mirror at the breasts hanging off his. .. people meat ... tightly packed.The reason the big catamaran didn’t sink? The hulls were packed with beheaded bodies. The hulls being upside down didn’t let the decomposing gasses escape. The bodies were jammed in so tightly that the smashed seacocks were blocked. No heads ... no hands ... and the bloat made identification very difficult. Men, women and children ... not pretty. Everyone had been raped, and mutilated before shortening.The first men aboard didn’t stay ... they did leave their. Was she right?”I smiled as I nodded to her, which caused them both to laugh again and Debbie to say to Cathy, “Told you so. Do I know my husband or what?”“I just told him I was not here to break yours or our marriages and all I was doing was giving you what you wanted more than anything, a baby. After that, all he could do was nod in agreement and go sit down in the living room again. I don’t think there will be any more interruptions tonight.”Debbie had a meek smile on her face and said,. ” Her voice sounded forced, as if she was finding speech difficult. I could no longer hear what her father was saying so could only hear half the conversation.“Yup,…. Sure…… mmm.” I continued to plough her pussy and Stephanie was still responding by moving her hips in time to maximize the penetration but her side of the conversation was definitely monosyllabic with no attempt to make proper sentences.“OK Daddy, I love you too; of course I’ll always be your little pumpkin. Kiss Mummy for me.”.