"Hey what are you doing, oww, that hurt." I couldn't believe how feminine that sounded. Then he shoved me toward his truck. "Come on I need my pants."...I told you, if you don't pick them up then they stay right here." He bent me over the hood of the truck and for a moment I hoped he was going to take me right there. I nearly licked my lips, by fear and pleasure now reacted together in ways I had never imagined, I was beautiful, big titted, and apparently kinky. But instead he merely searched me. That everything was in its place, neatly squared away and properly finished and folded. As a military man, that was a feeling he appreciated. And he knew why he felt it. He opened his eyes and looked down at the lovely face of the naked girl sleeping beside him. His life had meaning again. He had a reason to live. He smiled, his heart full. My world is right here, he thought. And it’s perfect. She’s perfect. He looked at Amy and marveled. The love of my life, he thought. She came late – but. So this was the little angel who sang soprano solos in church every Sunday! Boy, wouldn't the town love to see this!Mark, his cheeks swollen flushed with arousal, slid the weakly compliant girl out of her remaining clothing and quickly shucked off his trousers while her big breasts heaved. He looked down at her with her hair spread around her head like a jar of spilled golden honey, matching the silky triangle at the base of her perfect, smooth belly. She was the most desirable girl he had ever. For one, I was supposed to be the mighty wizard, Ursus Enlil, and I hadn't even started learning how magic worked on the node I was inhabiting.With two-and-a-half whole hours of free time before him, Arthur wanted to read something that wasn't a school assignment, or maybe listen to some music. I suggested, Want to try some magic? That resulted in general approval and no small amount of excitement. I thought things through so that all three of the consciousnesses that inhabited Arthur's brain.