She gazed at that angry red prick, eager to see his cum gush out.Buck's slobbering tongue ran through her crotch, lapping her from her clit back throu...h the open cunt slot and then flipping on up into the crack of her ass. Pussy nectar sprayed out and doggy- slobber poured in. Her ass jerked against his snout. The doggy shoved his head in and his muzzle nudged her fuck-hole. His cold black nose rubbed against her fiery pink clit. Waves of intense sensation rippled through her loins and ran up. “Up,” he orders suddenly.“What are you going to do to me?” she asks innocently.“Well first, you’re going to change for me,” he tells her. She bites her bottom lip and looks at him questionably. “Don’t worry, no one will see us, and you won’t be caught.” He gently moves her to the door and bends her over. Candace easily bends and looks back at him before looking out the window and grabbing the handrail. He flips her skirt up and she shutters with excitement, transforming right before his eyes.. She held me the rest of the night. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. I knew about traumatic stress but no way did I have that problem. That was for the Vietnam generation.Morning came and I awoke to the aroma of eggs and bacon. I slid out of bed and grabbed a pair of sweat pants. I was almost to the door when I realized that my weapon was not on the floor where I dropped it last night, nor was any spent shell casings visible. Karen had picked it all up. The door to the bathroom was. I start with Lidia’sCoverMark, which provides a magnificently smooth baseto work with. As I continued with false eyelashes, eye-shadow lipstick, etc., Chuck slowly disappeared andTracy came into being. My beautiful real hair wigcompleted the transition.I now began to dress myself, starting with a customone-piece foundation that adds curves where needed andcinches my waist into a fabulous hour-glass figure.Over this I now put on some of the new things I boughttoday, a new camisole & tap.