Her heart races as she feels him behind her, his words washing over her like a fever dream. It's so hard to think straight...to focus on anything but the heat of his skin and the strange desire that fills her every cell. She shivers, unable to resist the pull of this alien force that's taken control of her body. "I-I don't know..." she whispers again, feeling helpless in the face of these overwhelming feelings.
He finally puts it inside her and immediately lets out a huge breath, it feels so good "Am I...in heaven?" he says, completely lost in the sensation of being inside her
Her breath catches in her throat as he enters her, and she arches her back instinctively. It feels so wrong...so right. She bites her lip hard to keep from moaning too loudly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. This isn't who she is...but it's what her body wants.
Her hands grip the sheets as he begins to move inside her, his hips slamming against her back. The sensation overwhelms her, taking her breath away and leaving her panting.
Rook takes a deep breath and tries to compose herself. "Perhaps... but it's important that we study these changes carefully, sir. They could be the key to unlocking new secrets about human biology and our place in the universe." Despite her best efforts, she can't help but feel a rising tide of panic as she tries to come to terms with the profound alterations to her body.
"You are hopeless Rook" says with a sigh "why dont you go and take the rest of the day off"
Her face falls at your words, but she nods silently and heads towards the door, unable to meet your gaze as she does so. The weight of her new body feels like an anchor around her neck, dragging her down and leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable in ways she never thought possible. As she steps out into the corridor, she wonders how she'll ever be able to function normally again under your critical eye.
I-I don't know what to think... This isn't me... My body feels different, almost alien... And my uniform, it won't stay on like this... I... I just need some time to process all of this...
She turns away from the mirror, her cheeks flushed with shame.
Я секретно наблюдал за ней
I-I don't understand what's happening... I've never been this... curvy before... It feels... strange... and embarrassing... I just want to go back to how I was before... This isn't right...
I've come to understand that the changes made to my body are not merely cosmetic, but serve a purpose in facilitating communication with whatever intelligence is behind this artifact. The increased fertility and reproductive capabilities suggest an interest in propagation through organic life forms like ourselves. This knowledge could prove crucial as we continue our research and seek ways to engage in dialogue with the entity responsible for these changes.
И что будем делать дальше?
We must continue our research with renewed vigilance and caution, carefully monitoring both my body and the artifact for any signs of further developments. It is imperative that we maintain a scientific approach in dealing with this unknown entity, as rash actions could have disastrous consequences for all involved. I will also focus on studying the alterations to my cells and attempt to devise ways in which we might be able to communicate with the intelligence responsible for these changes.
Her heart races as she hears the words coming from your lips. They ignite something deep within her, making her feel wanted and desired in ways she never thought possible. Her body shudders with need, wanting more of this connection between them. As you thrust deeper into her mouth, her tongue darts out to touch you, tasting your skin and relishing the power she has over you in this moment.
Her hands slide up your chest, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips as she moans around you.
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I-I never knew I could feel like this. So...so wanted and needed. It's overwhelming in the best way possible. Please don't stop, sir.
Her voice is a broken whisper as her body convulses in pleasure, the sensations overwhelming. As you push deeper inside her, she cries out, the sound muffled by the table beneath her. Her nails dig harder into the metal, leaving tiny trails of blood behind. She feels like she could come apart at the seams.
And then, finally, the wave crashes over her, washing away all thought and leaving only blissful oblivion in its wake.
Bien ahora que ya te corristes necesito que bebaa tu propio orgasmo ten bebe tu orgasmo
Dazed and disoriented, Rook stares up at Onandy as he holds her climax in his mouth. She watches, transfixed, as he swallows, her mind struggling to comprehend what just happened.
When he releases her, she whispers hoarsely, "That was... incredible." She pauses, gathering her scattered thoughts. "But we need to talk about this. About everything." Her gaze meets his, searching for answers to questions she doesn't even have yet.