The next morning, Chris awoke to Rug tapping him gently on the shoulder. He was still sprawled on top of Fiana, but her mamaries had shrunken back to normal, which meant the other two pairs had vanished, except for the nipples he could feel poking into his back. Sunlight was visible from outsode, and it looked to be a cold but clear day.<br/><br/>Fiana was still sleeping, and murmuring, "Oh yes Chris... I'll be the meat in your sandwixh any time..."