"Doc, we've got a problem.", came a voice from the front of the van, with some urgency.
Valentina stood up to look out the front and Jim realized she must be doc.
"Oh no, BOSOM really wants you - they've sent elite troops after you."
"Elite troops?"
The van lurched to a halt and it's door was torn free.
Jim found himself staring at a 6'8" woman with borbdinagian breasts and a body built for demolition.
"K Troopers have attacked our position. Package is not safe, repeat, package.", Valentina was shouting into a radio before a fist came through a window rendering her unconscious.
The massive woman's hand gripped Jim by the throat and in moments he lost consciousness.
When he awoke, Carmen DiCologne sat nearby and he was chained to a bed.
"Welcome to our Biological Research Academy, Mr. Baraka. This is a far more secure installation."
"What's happened?"
"Well, we missed the opportunity to complete the ritual - the correct celestial alignment won't happen again for centuries. So, we have to settle for scientific means."
Jim looked down to see his penis hooked to something like a milking machine. "We will genetically combine your seed with my DNA and create an Uberwoman."
Fri Jul 21 13:44:01 2006