The pain in my torso was far morebearable, but the tugging sensation was still going on up into my body.I was panting "yes, yes, yes, yes" and my voic... sounded a bit higher.That's when the head pain hit. During the transformation process, I wascognizant of losing complete touch with myself during these moments. Butwith the sped up perception of time, I missed how panicked I had become. I really thought the pains in my head were incredible that only alienscould cause them, because I. After the hours had worn on, I went to my dad’s room to see if he wanted to go out to eat. I opened his door and found that he was sleeping. I gently shook him awake and asked, but he just let out a small cough and said that he was too tired. A little heart broken, I told him that Bethany and I were going and that he should just call us up if he needed anything.I walked out of Dad’s room and told Bethany that we should start getting ready. Thirty minutes later, we were both dressed and ready to. Body odor, semen, her roommate's vaginal smell? It wrinkled her nose but at the same time excited her.Nevertheless she began imagining her roommate and her boyfriend making love. she switched off her light, lie in the darkness and try to picture them doing it. But gradually she realized he wasn't figuring very strongly in her imaginings while she could readily conjure up vivid images of her roommate.That's when she started masturbating seriously. She massage herself until she was sweaty and too. There was something between them, an incredible almost psychic closeness, which they brought to their many and varied sexual activities, and which captivated me. To have their total attention in bed or out was to find oneself willingly transported, surrendering to everything in their wonderful imaginations. There were things they weren't into, like S&M at the level where I start to enjoy it most, and some of the more filthy stuff that I didn't like either, but everything else was open.