At the same token she was slowly getting used to what had been happening, her shame had been diminishing in the last days.The cute girl was afraid of ...hat she was becoming and decided to go back home, thinking it was safer to stay there until she discovered what was happening. In little time Cathy got confortable in one of her favorite old dresses, she just couldn't throw this one away, it was so short and beautiful!The big titted teen was still thinking about her problem she heard her father. She was petite and moderately athletic. You might describe her as cute or even innocent looking.Jessica woke up with the light shining on her face from her window, annoyed she closed the blind as fast as she could, suddenly she noticed she felt different, she felt like she could understand things she couldn't before, and felt way stronger than before, looking at her arms she didn't see anything different, her muscles had not changed at all.Just then she felt something different in her groin. The usual spam and day to day emails were nestling in my account and there second from the top was an email from my slut of a wife with a large cache of attachments. Clicking on the file I opened the mail and instantly 30 jpeg files began to load. My head was in turmoil. Did I really wish to see pictures of my wife acting the total slut taking someone else’s cock and almost worshiping the erect phallus? As the first few pictures began to clear and focus I could not believe my eyes.My wife was. The flax she spun she exchanged for goods her smallholding didn't provide."The summer days will be long, hard and lonely!" wailed Astrid."Long, I agree. But hard and lonely, not at all," said Gudrun, with a smile. "They are my favourite days. The birds sing. Nature is bountiful. The gods rejoice. Fair recompense for the long cold nights of winter." By the great tree, Yggdrasil, do you not miss the menfolk?" Not at all, sweet Astrid. And why should I worry about them. They'll have fun: pillage,.