. I ... I ... I like the feeling of my Tiddles being shaved but...”Before she could continue Keith had interrupted her with a question, “Tiddles? ...hat do you mean by Tiddles? Is that what you call your girly bits down there?”Cheryl blushed again and said, “Yes, that’s right. We had a cat called Tiddles when I was just 5 years old and I loved that cat soooo much but he got run over by the school bus. When I got older and discovered that my ... my ‘thingie’ down there was called a ‘pussy’ I. There was a trail of my semen on her leg that had dribbled out of her pussy, I licked it up before moving on. Now her waist was exposed before me in the soft lamp light of the room. I could see the neatly trimmed patch of dark hair that surrounded the lips of her pussy. The lips were dark pink in colour and were covered in a mixture of her juice and my cream that was inviting to be licked up. I lowered my head to her pussy and again smelled her aroma, this time much stronger as it also. “This seems silly to say but I already feel different inside me,” Wendy smiled rubbing her stomach.The trio nodded politely to the man leaving Carla’s office. Karen wondered if he was the man Carla had mentioned that needed to masturbate in front of her during his sessions.“Please give me a few minutes,” she asked as she closed her office door.Moments later Carla opened her office door, using it as a shield to block a view of her body. Dan, Karen and Wendy entered and noticed she had changed. ... And everyone else.“Austin Bryce, aged nineteen. Rather young, yes. Fruit of a drunken bar screw between yours truly and a preacher’s daughter sneaking out one night. Jehovah might not have normally approved, at least not in the past, but he was already getting a little jaded with the American brand of Gospel, in case you failed to notice. Raised by his grandparents as the younger brother of his own mother, no less, since they never could find the sire. Gee, I wonder why?” another angel.