She took it, sniffed it, and then brought it to her own lips, parroting (ha) what Monday did.I didn't know what to expect. If pot worked on demons it ...ight work on this weird bird lady too.She coughed and then started hacking. Monday got up and patted her back, trying to help. She dropped the joint and I grabbed it before she got burned. Monday sat on the couch next to Hepzibah, his arm still around her back.Was he--? Yes he was. Monday was hitting on the smelly bird lady.Even weirder, she. He had to face the evidence of his ownhands, or his own ears. However he'd done it, dream or reality, righthere and right now he... was a she. She half turned, looking down at theman. He was lying in bed with no shirt on. His chest was defined by pecsyou could probably calibrate a set square on, with deltoids to match.She'd never looked at a man in 'that way' before, but something about hischiselled physique... she became aware at a sudden slickness between herlegs, even as her gaze trailed. He grabbed at my crotch with one hand and brought my face to his with the other in a rough kiss. I broke away even though I wanted it. “What are you doing?!” “Shut up, bitch.” He threw me to the forest floor and wrestled on top of me. He pinned my arms down, one knee on my crotch and brought his soft, full pink lips on mine again. I tried to fight it, but the feel of his lips and his knee rubbing my cock was too much and when he brought his tongue into my mouth, I let out a moan. “I knew it,”. My head was going to explode at any moment I was sure of it, or my heart was going to jump from my chest. I wailed my tears and then, woosh it hit me like an atom bomb going off. I literally felt my eyes roll in my head and all the air expel from my lungs as it hit me. I swam in the ecstasy, lost in this never-ending orgasm until I could take no more and clamped my legs shut in Ron's hand and collapsed.Ron just pushed hard onto my clit making me shake until slowly I relaxed and eased myself.