Why?’ ‘You were inside me, as far as technology could make that possible. My body contained you. My body animated the artificial womb, held you, s...queezed you, nurtured you, and finally gave birth to you. You’ve been reborn as my baby, Matthew — a very large masculine adult baby — but you are all mine now.’ ‘All yours?’ ‘Yes. I own you Matthew. More than I ever could for a real baby who will grow up and become its own person. You are mine and have no more will to oppose me than a ventriloquist’s. Feeling the bullets shoot from the shower-head, she had to use her total strength to remain standing.Pondering on how she's going to spend her day, she doesn't hear the faint noises coming from her bedroom. She decides that since it is her day off, she will spend the day in her soft, comfortable, cotton pajamas.With that thought, she turned off the water, and stepped out, wrapping herself into a giant terry cloth towel.As she steps into her room to get dressed, the first thing she sees is. In the house she carried me up the stairs to our master bedroom and literally threw me onto the unmade bed. I landed on my back but she was on me in a flash and turtled me over onto my tummy and sat on my back with her hands on my ass. She stripped me of my thong then switched herself around and plastered herself onto my back with her legs outside mine pinning them together. I was utterly helpless and I was loving it. I could not remember ever having been this aroused in my life before. She had. ”When she heard that, we nodded, our eyes meeting with that slight smile on her lips. She then surprised me when she walked over and sat on the stool next to me. She put her small backpack on the floor.“Thanks, mister, mind if I join you. My name’s Megan.”“Not at all, I’m Jonathan, but people call me Jon,” I said then took a sip of my Jack Daniels.“Hi Jon,” she said, smiling. Our eyes met again, that slight playful smile on her lips, both of us wondering where this sudden meeting in a bar in.