Mike carried Debbie into their bedroom and laid her on the bed. Their kiss was long and passionate. It was Debbie who broke it off.
"Honey," she said calmly. "Where is Robbie?"
"He's safe," Mike said, dropping his trousers. "For now. You should get your clothes off."
Debbie continued to stare at him, a mixture of excitement and exasperation on her beautiful face, watching her husband strip.
"Mike...."
He turned back around after having kicked the last of his clothing into the corner. His erection was enormous.
"You're still dressed," he said, picking up the transformation device. "C'mon...strip."
She rolled her eyes. "Not until you tell me...."
Mike pointed the device at her and her clothes dissolved in a burst of rose petals, which fluttered down onto the bed all around her naked body.
"MIKE!" she yelled. "WHERE IS ROBBIE?!"
Mike snorted impatiently. "He's right here with us, but he won't be for long if we don't get on with this."
Debbie glanced around the room in confusion, moving to cover herself in case her son was watching. "Where here?"
Mike leaned over her. "Two places, actually."
Debbie's mouth formed a silent O. Two?
"Here," he said, pointing to her abdomen, "and here," he continued, cupping his balls and giving them a little bounce.
Debbie stared at him, dumbfounded.
"You've got a little Robbie egg all ready to go and I've got a whole load of little Robbie swimmers. A little passionate love play, and we fuck him back into existence."
Debbie's stare continued. She blinked once...twice...
Mike smiled, obviously pleased with himself. "Neat, huh? Now let's get going. Time's a-wasting!"
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