After a few minutes, the warmth subsided, but the ring was stuck on my finger. I cursed to myself and stared down at it. "Guess I have to go get some ...ing remover." Yo, nice place you got here."I froze in place as an unfamiliar voice began to talk to me. Slowly, I turned around and looked, seeing a barely dressed white-haired woman standing in my living room, which chains wrapped tightly around her body. She looked around my apartment before turning her head to me. "Ah, so you're the new. .. how did I know what it was? I had to think about this.I wasn't transformed; I was in somebody else's body. But why wasn't it a female body? I should have been drawn to a being like myself. But from what I could tell there was nothing known about the craft, well not as far I could tell.So how could I know about this thing called a television? It had to come from somewhere? Then I realised that the information could only have come from the real mind of the person whose body I was now in. So I. But now I find that four of them have been paid off. I just can't figure it out. Do you know anything about this, Sally? I already asked your mother, and she doesn't know a thing." No, I sure don't, Daddy," she lied. "Perhaps you paid them yourself and just forgot about it. You've been working so hard lately, I'm not surprised that you're having trouble with your memory." Sally walked around her father's desk and placed a hand on his shoulder."Don't be silly. I'm not having trouble with my--". Yet, he still doesn’t hesitate to continue rocking his hips in me. That bastard. I drop my head back and have my arms lay flat out on the bed as I let him just use me. And fuck, was I loving it. I felt my pussy stretch with each thrust as his cock throbbed in me. I grab my thighs as he drills into me. Trying hard not to have his hips slap against my ass causing that unruly balls-to-pussy slapping, preventing a dead giveaway to our sexual endeavors. My pussy was dripping onto the bed and I felt.