He lifted the skirtand buckled one then he moved to do the last andstopped. All he did was breathe. Hard. His breath was hot and he was doing this on ...er pussy.For minutes he would just breathe. She could feelherself getting wet just from his breath. She put herhands on his head and moved his head closer to herpussy. This was the sign he was waiting for. She wasn’twearing any panties. He propped her leg up on the styling block and slowlygave her pussy long licks. He started to suck on. This was a bit surprising to say the least. They were still unarmed and unclothed but even more attractive in person. In addition, I swore I could smell something a lot like lilacs in the air.Tina, Kathy, Jackie, and Beth joined us in my office to talk. The visiting trio introduced themselves as Keeli, Jhompor, and Aleea before we began. The information we learned from them was as depressing as it was informative.The occupants of their ship were the last remnants of their civilization. One ship. It smelled of shampoo and powder, deodorantand a variety of other feminine odors. No man used thisbathroom, he knew. And with the body he now had, it wouldremain the domain of females. He was without a doubt a memberof that gender now, physically at least. Oz took off the nightgownTara had fallen asleep in the night before, pulling it over his headlike any man would. It caught on his protruding breasts andyanked them up painfully until the gown came off and the boobswent bouncing around like. I'd get him his first ass.I decided to invite Cary over on Friday and, although he made a few excuses, I didn't take no for an answer. I planned everything out and I let Chase know when to come over and hang out in my Dad's workshop in the back. It would be perfect. My Mom would be asleep in the house. My Dad was out of town doing a job in Kentucky and wouldn't be home for another three weeks. No one would be there to throw a wrench in my plan.Cary showed up around 6:30. I went and ordered our.