I looked at my uncle and he is wearing no clothes except a lungi. He sat beside my clothes. He gave a smile to me. I looked at his cock it was half ri...e. I thought he is a big man and he’s going to have a big penis and I moved on. Then he went for shower. I changed my clothes and went to the common room and sat on the sofa and watching some TV. I think it’s after 20 minutes or so my uncle started calling my auntie’s name and said her to bring a towel. I felt little weird that he took bath for. She would come to breakfast in some robe or loose-fitting clothing with nothing under it because that’s what was real for her. Was some of that revealing? Yes. Was she trying to make a statement? No. She was being herself. Not right away, but gradually, Katie began coming to breakfast with clothing as comfortable as Cee’s. Her choices would never be described as modest. Still, she was careful not to actually reveal herself blatantly. I was a little surprised by the skimpiness of some. A foul dampness splotched the walls, and patches of evil fungus glowed green in the darkness.His sandals made little sound on the roughly dressed stone blocks of the floor. The feeble lamps were far behind him now, but ahead a wavering glow brightened as he crept forward. He flattened himself against one wall of the passage, inching along until he could see into the room at its end. Flaring greenish light from a single torch made everything seem larger than it really was, but the underground. It had been years ago, so long that she had almost forgotten her life prior to her transformation. The furious five left Akemi on the bed with a pool of cum between her legs. Leaving her naked and asleep, the men had done what they came for and after forcing a cocktail of sorts down her throat, she would wake dazed, confused and hopefully none-the-wiser. At home, number five, the first one in, restlessly slept as most do after a night of alcohol and sex. But this one was filled with vivid.