Her clothes weren't slutty, but the skirts were a little shorter, the pants a little tighter, and the cleavage a little more pronounced. Since she mad... the decision to quit fertility treatments, it was as though she had made the decision to embrace sexuality to the fullest, to relish in her femininity in any way she could. Allison took one last look of longing at the bathroom door and grabbed her purse off the bed."Ready?" she asked, as she stepped into the living room.Her words were met with. “Motherfucker!” someone yells.“Son of a bitch!” another person exclaims.I turn to see who else is shouting profanities while taking in my surroundings for the first time. I’m surprised to see dozens and dozens of men all sprawled out over this vast rectangular room. We’re all wearing similar white skirts and each has a moon like object wrapped over their right ear.Why did they dress us all the same?I turn my attention to the architecture, wondering if there is an obvious way out of this hell. She trembled as a flood of feminine juices flowed out of her. I filled her tight pussy with so much cum that it spilled out and on to the bed. I pushed my lips against hers, our tongues doing a happy dance. Colleen trembled and shook and then went limp. She took in a deep breath and forcefully exhaled, letting out a breathy, “Oh... my… gawd!!” Danny lay on the bed beside us, along with Betty, who was gently massaging Denny’s breasts. “I told you,” Danny remarked to Colleen. “Oh my gawd!”. .....Hank didn't know what to do. All he had done was say the "Maryann" andhis buddy was a girl. This could be neat. He could get a blow job oneminute, then enjoy a ball game with his buddy the next. Hank heard anoise and turned to see his buddy made up perfectly, with luscious redlips and silky white skin. Mike had also changed back into his bra,panties, garter, hose, heels and dress. His big boobs made him look verysexy too. He, well maybe she, walked over to Hank, rubbed his neck,nuzzled.