Fitting In

"I have to admit, I don't ever recall a sexy stranger swimming right up to me and asking me if I'm up for making love, it's a little disorienting. I mean, usually a guy likes to be taken out to dinner and a movie first ... "

"Sure!"

"No, no, don't worry about it, I'm just kidding around. Maybe once we get to know each other, we can make love -- but I have to tell you, all I really want right now is ... to have sex."

Erin smiles. "Then I'll ask for that. I didn't want to scare you off. Do you think I'm sexy?"

"Yes, you are. Are there more women like you?"

"Actually, it's an interesting side effect of the war. I'm very ordinary, the great majority of women have my look and build -- with different ethnic features, of course. Is there any way I could be sexier?"

"Nothing for you to worry about. I'm a boobhound -- I mean, I love really large breasts, and though yours are big, especially for someone so petite, some really insanely huge ones would turn me on. But you're great as you are."

"Oh, really?" she teases.

She appears to concentrate, and then before your eyes her breasts bloom into great soft wobbly balloons of boob each bigger that her head.

"How did you. . ."

"Nanite colony in the brain let's us interface with machines with just our thoughts, I borrowed some of the nanites rebuilding you for a little side work," she educates you, then mashes them boobs nicely against your broad chest. "Now, let's have that sex!"

As she gives you an incredible tongueful kiss, you become aware of something which sets off an alarm in your brain, so you back off from her and doublecheck yourself -- and feel halfway like fainting. Your phallus was a monster before, but now it has erected into a full-blown bazooka stabbing up from your crotch.

"Erin, I'm sorry ... but I just don't see any way we can -- uhhh!"

Erin immediately sinks down and engulfs your great shaft in her boundless silky cleavage while planting her full soft lips and swirling tongue squarely on your hardened cockhead. The feeling is so amazing that she coerces you to orgasm within one minute, and you are further impressed as she insists upon greedily lapping up every stray glob of your copius thick semen. You're astounded as you keep pulsing it out and she goes right on urgently inhaling it.

"Wow," she remarks at last with playful wickedness glinting in her eyes, "we've never seen virility like yours! You're going to be so very helpful to us! ... Oh, my poor darling John, I see you're still hard!"

Another shocking development, as you're sure what you experienced would have momentarily put you out of commission in some bygone time, yet sure enough you still have your ludicrous erection going strong as ever.

"Erin, honest, you're fantastic ... we don't have to worry about that -- uhhh ... "

But already Erin is floating up to position her friendly squirming pussy directly over your cockhead. You are at a loss, logistically or even geometrically, to figure out how she's going to take you all into her strong but small body -- but she seems dedicated to exactly that result ...