She screamed in surprise and turned red all over beforerunning for the bedroom. Her ass was walloping wildlydue to the tail in her butt as I started l...ughing ather plight.“Slut, go get puppy and bring her back out. She isgoing to be punished thoroughly for that. We’ll beoutside on the lawn chairs.” Mary Jane demanded.“Yes mistress,” I noticed Jean smiling for the firsttime and then started towards the bedroom.I followed Mary Ann outside the door asking her amillion. After a few days, Joan decided she ought to get back to work. It wascomforting to put on the familiar brown uniform, even if it was cutdifferently, and even if there was a bra and panties underneath insteadof boxer shorts. The familiar routines helped make the transition alittle less jarring. Being able to tap into Joan's original memoriesalso made it easier.Still, there was a lot to get used to.It was her third day back at work when Becky Crenshaw, the receptionist,looked at her and said,. “You want my cock up your pussy whore?” He demands of me. I have one in front of me now and one behind me. A cock rubbing between my cheeks while one is tantalisingly close to my pussy. “You are so ready for some big black cock bitch. Tell me you want it, you want me to breed your cunt.” He demands four fingers in my pussy oh my god, this is not his first visit to the rodeo and he is good and he damn well knows it. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Fuck me.” I demand. I am spun around so I am facing. "How long?" Gaston wondered."You've been asleep all day," Potts told him."The Beast?" Gaston wondered."The master will visit you when you're well," Potts said simply."Why do you call that creature, master?" Gaston asked ignorantly."He was the prince and lord of this castle before he was transformed bythe witch," Potts said."Why was he transformed?" Gaston asked."An old beggar woman came to the castle asking for shelter and gave theprince a rose as her only way to pay him. In his selfishness.