Deliberately her hands remove the rest of my clothing. She kisses her way across my body. At the same time, she kicks off her shoes.Her kisses work fu...ther down my body. Rachel then drops to her knees to cleanse my cock."Oh yes, Rachel that feels so good."Placing my hands on her head, I pull her closer. I watch as she helps take my trousers and shoes off while having me in her mouth. She turns her head and licks under my sac. I watch Rachel as I hold her head in my hands. She looks up, smiles. When we touch any animal, we can absorb their DNA and morph into it, but only for two hours. After two hours, we become a nothlit, the animal we changed into, forever, like Tobias, the red-tailed hawk.There are seven of us: Jake, our leader; Rachel, his fearless Xena-like cousin; Marco, Jake’s sarcastic best friend, Cassie, the resident tree-hugger; Aximili, the Andalite whose brother gave us our morphing power; Tobias, the hawk who has regained the ability to morph; and of course, me. Together. With my butt pressed firmly in to his crotch, he was beginning to get a hard on. That feeling, of a cock becoming hard while pressed against me, has always been such a turn on. I began to move my hips. Slowly, rolling them in small circles, pushing my butt back in to him. And I felt him become harder, his cock now rock solid, pressing in to me, I pressed right back.We moved together like this for a little while, keeping our movements small so as not to draw attention to ourselves. We were. He loved how, if he was wearing stockings, that when he bent over, hems would rise to reveal the stocking tops.He enjoyed watching his sister leave the house on a night out, watching as how some of her dresses clung to the contours of her shapely body, how that the material of some of her dresses were so sheer that they revealed an absence of underwear.The knowledge that she had worn those dresses, seen what they looked like on a female body, knew that male hands had explored the dresses.