My nerves began to subside, Id not only get through this, but be eager for more tomorrow when the me from yesterday would show up in my bedroom at exa...tly midnight in nothing but a lacy black bra and matching thong. All the same, I hoped future me would take the lead. She, of course, already knew this and didnt disappoint. Lets get started, then. She moved in close and, placing her hand at the back of my neck, gently but firmly brought me in for a kiss. It was the strangest feeling knowing I. He had the same body and manner; thesame job; the same lack of education and intellect. And now he was actingobsequious and servile in front of his betters, just as the original Burtwould have.It made him feel panicked and trapped, but there was nowhere to run toget away from it; no way to escape. This was his life: the pathetic lifeof a commoner. A man. A servant. This was who he was.And it felt like this was who he always would be.The distance between this and his old life was just too great. I did my own eyelashes, lipstick, blush and perfume. Despite my ordeal, I actually enjoyed this part... a little. I took off the soft white robe I'd been wearing and putting on a very comfy light pink blouse, knee length black skirt, pantyhose, and black high heels. I donned a wig of straight, shoulder-length black hair on top of my short brown hair. My facial features were very soft and thin for a guy (hence my Drag Princess reign at the frat) and had to admit I looked pretty good under the. Anal was something we've only done one other time during our fifteen years of being together. I started pumping away and my wife was groaning and started breathing quickly. I was close to cumming and I let them know, Dan answered he was too. A few more pumps was all I had and I started to cum as deep as I could in my wife's ass, she moaned with delight and yelled out with yet another orgasm. That was all it took for Dan who groaned loudly and came deep into my wife's pussy. She was grinding.