As usual, Barb flitted about in her silky robe, almost as if to further fuel my masturbatory fantasy. The next three days passed as usual. I would mak... my way to Barb's bedroom, where her panties seemed to always be magically available for my stroking pleasure. My orgasms were intense and incredible every time!On Wednesday, I entered Barb's room and noticed her nightstand drawer slightly open and curiosity got the best of me so I pulled it open. My eyes bugged out as before me were all matter. 0.5 while the other helda snarling doberman, both muzzled and leashed. Typing away at themachine's main console was the device's paper-bag-wearing inventor, Dr.Flug."The Black Hat Organization's Mind Transfer Machine!" Black Hatannounced, striding into the shot. "With but the push of a button, youcan exchange the minds of anything you fancy." He turned to thescientist. "Flug!"Flug flinched and instantly shot up straight. "Right away, Mister BlackHat sir!" he announced, before pressing the. ‘It is nearly over, my love.’ I felt a hand on my bottom, then felt the whisper of the nightdress being lifted up and over my buttocks. The hand caressed me for a few minutes and Sylvia whispered quiet words into my ear. ‘We will share this. We will do this together. It is our moment.’ A searing sting slashed across my arse and I bucked but was held by Sylvia. A swish as the cane moved through the air then the sting and my cry of pain was buried in Sylvia’s hair. The third, fourth and fifth. I knew I was bigger than her and that I could hold my own, but the thought of having to explain a fight between us to our parents, scared me. “I might be a horny bitch, but this bitch can tear you a new asshole,” Dannye remarked. Oh crap! I had never seen this side of my step-sister. Dannye pulled the rubber bands out of her pony tail and shook her long brown hair loose. I apologized profusely. Then, she looked at me and smiled. “Gotcha!” she remarked, laughing out loud. She had me. I hated.