I never stopped thinking about you.” I glanced at Dr. Lawrence, and the look on his face told me he now understood what I had been talking about. Next to him, Lorraine was wiping away tears as if watching a sad movie. “That is just so sweet!” she squeaked. “I don’t like it here,” Lola said. “I know you don’t, but there is a big house being made ready for all of us so that we can live together. It’ll have lots of space both inside and outside, and while it’s being prepared, I’m going to do what I can to make this place more comfortable for you.” With Lola’s hand held in mine, I moved through the hospital, meeting each and every hybrid I had created, while Dr. Lawrence took Lorraine to do the same. This was my second time seeing them, but for blowjob many of them, this was their first time meeting me, yet they all seemed to recognize me as soon as I entered the room. They could tell I was their Master as if with some sixth big sense. Those who had seen me at the zoo once they transformed were happier than the others, as they had evidently been waiting for me to come back. Those who were seeing me for the first time had more Hardcore of an “ah ha” moment, as if meeting me had finally answered some question they had been mulling over or scratched an itch in the back of their mind. Armed guards were stationed throughout the hospital, but most often around hybrids who were aggressive or dangerous, like the alligators. Apparently, they were known to lash out at anyone who tried to perform any tests. The most guards I found stationed in front of the lioness’s room, Neija. I flashed the guards the card that Dr. Lawrence had given me and they let me in. The shades of the hallway windows were all drawn and for obvious reason. Standing by the window was Neija, stark naked. All the other hybrids wore the clothes given to her, but she had torn them to shreds. She was just as gorgeous as I remember, with skin like cum bronze and a figure radiating both strength and sexuality. She had the legs of a sprinter, the petite ass of a volleyball player, the stomach of a swimmer, and the chest of a porn star. “Neija,” I said. She turned to me with a look of bored annoyance, but when our eyes met, she stiffened. But her sundress was still dripping wet big and clung to the her body and the undersides of her free-hanging breasts. I grab a handful of that blond twinky hair and cum yank his head back. “Absolutely!” I responded immediately. “Henry come and give me your ass,” Daddy said pulling away from Hardcore me. “No it’s not okay!” May objected, fear in her eyes. I quipped as he got a delicious smelling chicken out of the oven and put it on the table. Molly asked quizzically "What's that?" Pulling his finger out he puts it in front of her face "clean it" he commands. She leaned back in her chair. It was just large blowjob enough to provide a little cushion between my bottom and the boulder. And I love you so much. "Fuck me Evan, please, I want to cum so bad!" She begins stroking it with her soft hands and says, Her tone was such that she might petite just as well have said to a child, "Quit picking at your food and eat."