She leaned down, kissing me quickly before turning for the door. “Until next time. Goodnight Jackson,” she said leaving. I sat on my bed horny... confused and excited. My mind simultaneously wished for more and told me it shouldn't have happened. I lay awake late that night, arguing with myself. Frustrated with my thoughts, I let my cock win. I let my hands and tongue replay her taste and feel and saw her in my mind. I stroked my cock, cumming to thoughts of my stepsister. Things. Molly moved up past Selene’s head and turned around so that they were almost in the 69-position, but with each other’s breasts in line with their faces. “Come on, suck on them,” Molly said coyly as her erect nipples hung just inches above Selene’s face.Curious, submissive, and horny as Hell, Selene reached up and wrapped her lips around Molly’s nipples, sucking on them hungrily and making Molly coo not just in physical bliss, but in the knowledge that she had bent Selene to her will, and now it. Unfortunately for me, that meant that while I tried to get to bed early and sleep, I was forced to put up with them giggling and talking late into the night, before they eventually fell asleep.My eyes opened slowly with my mind registering the sounds of our stairs creaking. I glanced at the clock, noting that it was just 3:45 am more than an hour before I would have awaken normally. I could see my sister Ashley's outline on her bed but the pallet made up for her friend Michelle was empty. I. If she had to sign legal documents, it was “D. Alexis Morrell”. Otherwise, the metamorphosis was complete. She embraced her new identity with serene confidence. Other than me, Mama was her biggest fan. The other girls and clients at the salon were not far behind. People came up to her and asked for her autograph.“Wow, you are even more stunning in person. I swear, you don’t look a day over twenty-five.”Alexis was beyond exquisite as she left that Friday evening to join Mama and their friends..