“Well.” Her face grew set. “For two months, I will swell up a great deal. Larger, more sensitive breasts, a growing belly. And then I will lay m...y egg.” She nodded – ignoring my completely flummoxed expression. “Two months after, the egg shall hatch, and my child will be born. But I do not know how you being a human will alter this.”I blinked. “Why do ... do you ... milk? With eggs?”She cocked her head. “Of course. It takes some time for the milk to attain the right properties. I do not see why. I swallowed and obeyed, sliding the dainty silk garment up my hairless legs. Aukse instructed me to tuck my penis between my legs, and after I did so, Ivana placed the matching pink bra on me, fastening the clasps, to imprison me in the garment. Falsies were next. Madame Olga, who had entered the dressing room a moment before, explained that many ballerinas were underdeveloped in the chest, and falsies placed in a dancer's tutu worked wonders for giving them a uniform feminine. They simply didnt travel in my circles. Yes, at the time I was all hot to watch Walt fuck my wife, but I didnt cause it – he did. It takes a certain type of person who has the gall, the lack of human feelings to just take what they want, like Walt. Or, like Albert, to advertise their sexual pictures on the NET. Tia and Bear who came into our lives and wrecked it at a later date, were in a different category altogether. Im not judging, just stating how I felt. So, believe my story or not, it. You know this undeclared major business?’ ‘Yes. It is still a problem. Lying in your arms thinking about loving and sex isn’t helping.’ ‘I think I might have a solution. You are the most organized of all the women. You think ahead. What if I hired you half time to be my assistant on the project, and helped you declare an undergraduate major in the business school?’ She froze in my arms, then leapt to the floor, screaming loudly, ‘Really?’ I nodded and she danced around the room. ‘OMG, OMG,’ and.