I blinked. My eyes had begun to adjust and I was now looking down at my new body laying in bed. I shook my hips a little and I could feel my new membe... flop heavily between my legs. I was a man. I got up and turned on the light to look in the mirror. The reflection in the mirror was Joao, my sexy hung, Brazilian boyfriend! I wanted to scream. More than anything however, I had to take the piss of my life. The bathroom was down the hall so I grabbed a towel. I tried to tiptoe so as not to wake my. ." He kissed her then and striped off her shift. "Sire! What..." she was mortified when he stuffed it into his pack, "Sire, no! 'Tis old and worn. Unclean. 'Tis hardly a fit gift for one so fine as she!" Give me another then." He smiled.She picked up her dress, "I only have the one. I shall have to make another." That it is your only one makes it rare and more valuable and that it is yours she will know."Helena waited and when it became clear that he would not give the garment back, put on the. I could smell her perfume and was aware how round and white her breasts were. My hands came down and brushed her shoulders, pushing her bra straps down so that her breasts were mine to touch. I could see her erect nipples through the black lace and my thumb stroked her breast and I pressed her nipple, flicking it gently - she gasped and her eyes widened. My fingers were removing her bra and at once I saw how beautiful this woman was, I just couldn't understand why her husband wasn't interested. After finishing our sandwiches, I headed back to work. Sitting at my desk now was a much harder thing to do as every time I began to type. My mind would day dream of Sam in bed with me. Her head between my legs, as her tongue darted between the lips of my pussy. Even the very own thought of my tongue in her pussy sent chills down to my clit. The rest of my time at work was nothing but sexual frustration, and fantasies of being a submissive again like I was in college. Perhaps that is what I was.