Both disturbed and aroused by the feel of my daughters breast in my hand, I wrestled with the feelings until exhaustion finally took over and I fell i...to a deep slumber. Deep enough for me to return to the erotic dream I was having before Trina showed up at my door.The dream was even more vivid than before. Instead of me hovering over my graduate assistants prone, lush, and willing body, I was lying on my back as she slowly, sensually, brought me to full stiffness, showering my manhood with. She was the only one who did though.That was just one of the many changes that took place, and the one thathad impacted Samantha the most. That is what she used to think, but thenshe looked down again and saw her small, but developed boobs, and reachingdown to check, her vagina was still there.For some reason, that night Samantha had remembered that at one point shewas not Samantha, but Sam, and he had not been dating Lex, or Elexa, asshe used to be called. By the best of his figuring, they had. Still, Maisie was so tiny and her new, towering man was so enormous inside of her that she screamed and cried out in pain through their first sex; she pushed her hands against Maurice's 10-pack abs and his thrusting hips as his cock took what it wanted. But then the next extraordinary feature of this singular man changed her life, as it had changed the lives of the legions of women Maurice had taken before: as his cock reached orgasm, the broadening of the head of his penis and the shaking off. I get settled in front of the TV to watch my favourite program, Sexsectra, I do like Kira Reed, she will use any excuse to get her kit off on TV. Out of nowhere the quiet is interrupted, once again by the noise of giggling girls coming from the senior dorm room. I resign myself that I will have to go and have a word again. Miss Kitten is going to get a piece of my mind.I make my way to the dorm door quietly, and stand outside. I listen to try and work out what is going on. I hear a voice I.