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I moved to sit by her and comforted her that many others had gone through this and that she was not unusual, just the latest participant of it. This seemed to comfort her. And then she moaned about her husband finding out, since she instinctively knew that she was now pregnant and she was sure that he would not at all approve of this. I told her to go home and confront him about it, and if amateur it turned out poorly, to let us know and we would help her, because the baby that she now carried was much more valuable than any resentful husband. She nodded with this and then rose to rearrange her clothing into a publicly approved manner and left through the door, just as Alexa moved into the room with our infant son. The next morning, which was Sunday, I moved to ride a church bus that moved through the neighborhood to gather up prospective attenders to its meetings. The ride was free with the expected contributions to easily cover over the expense of operating the bus. The church actually made a small profit on it, but it was mainly a public service to their very pleasant services for people who would otherwise have no way to their church, because the public bus system ran a very spare program on Sundays. I adopted the look and manner of a young male adult and found a girl of about eighteen sitting next to me. As I unconsciously moved to snuggle up to her with no specific intimate plan for her, she turned and looked me in the eyes and informed me that she was a virgin in an offhand way. It was my turn to be stunned by this admission, but I gathered myself up to acknowledge this and pat her on the arm. She then whispered into my ear that she hoped to get a baby, like Mary did. I, of course knew what she was talking about, it was a reference to The Savior’s virgin birth. So, I asked her how serious she was about that, and she said that she was very much so. So, I whispering to her asked if she would like to get it right at that time, right there, and she lit up in her eyes and said that ‘yes’ she would. And so, with my looking around and seeing that nobody was paying us the least attentions, I reached down and pulled up her dress skirt in the back and her panties down for just a bit and then with my jacket over my lap, I let my dick elongate to move out to her pussy. When it entered her, she got a bright smile on her face and I modified it to move through her hymen without rupturing it and then when past it, to fill up her upper vagina. At this, she asked me if she was still a virgin, and I assured her that as far as her hymen was concerned, she was. So, she was satisfied with this. With my member tits pulsating up in her pussy, she was feeling wonderful sensations and drew even closer to me. But, if anyone had looked up, there was nothing visible to adorable give offense to their heightened religious feelings at that time. Then, my member did the splitting off trick and so part of it was spurred up into her womb and I could feel the release of her egg (a male) and my sperm fighting over it. I sincerely hoped that an especially vital one would win this battle. With my finishing in her, she cooed into my ear and I withdrew from her body. I then walked away from the church parking lot and immediately changed form in a hidden place and then moved on down the sidewalk with some men from the big church looking for me after she had blurted out that an angel had just moved over her and with his spirit had impregnated her. As I walked, I sincerely hoped that the Creator of all would not take too much umbrage at my little deception. The girl became very famous locally with the confirmation that she was technically still a virgin at her impregnation. And the boy that she bore was a fine one, too. So, things were moving forward and the boys who were born from my actions (and the girls too) were growing towards their coming realization of who they really were and their place in the sponsor’s plans, that even Alexa and I didn’t know much about at the time. THE MORPH’S 3-FURTHER REVELATIONS: Things were progressing as far as Alexa and I were concerned. The sponsors were very sparing and unprogressive in their sharing of additional facts and factors of our commission here on Earth. Sort of like the Creator of all things is with his true believers. But our son Aladdin was growing even quicker than the previously generated sons (and daughters) that I had a part in over the first year. On the one-year anniversary of my awakening to life and consciousness at the mall, our sponsors saw fit to update our data base with several additional contingency plans of their current generation. With this, Alexis and I got the message: Whoever these sponsors were, they were very intelligent, powerful, but not all-knowing. They could be surprised, like they were by the birth of our double endowed morph DNA son and the generation of females among the semi-morphs that I had the hand (actually the dick) in generating. So, they instantaneously passed on the following additions and adjustments to our awareness: Each city’s group of semi-morphs would be called a coven and would be headed by a male or female double morph of my and Alexa’s bodily generation. (She was thrilled by that.) That the semi-morphs would be generated in a proportion of one female for each ten males. No explanation for that at the time. That each city’s coven would be contained at about three hundred males, and that any losses would be made up with my efforts. 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