How in the world could I not know how to masturbate as a girl. It was so easy as a male. And why the heck is the urgency to cum not going away? I trie... touching myself but that didn’t work. I guess I was making some weird noises because Grandpa came to the door.“Andi? Are you okay? Do I need to come in and help?” Grandpa asked.“NOOO!” I shouted at him. “Sorry. No. I need Alice. She can help me.”“I’m sorry but she left a couple minutes ago. She had to do something in town. Please let me help. I heard the air rushing at me. I ran faster.I poured my all into it. My legs pumped. My boots thudded on the trampled grass. The air whooshed behind me. A wind swept over me. The ground rumbled beneath my feet. I tripped, sprawling hard and rolling as sprays of dirt flew over me.Heezzz-heezzz-heezzz. “Did you trip and fall, little man?”A shadow fell on me.“Las’s putrid cock!” I snarled and rolled to the side, crashing into the base of the stockade. The branch-like arm slammed into the dirt. Camilla and her patron had only eyes and touch for each other. Her patron, allowed Camille free access to her. Camille ran her hands across her patron's firm flat belly, down to the top of her jeans.The top button was unbuttoned.Camille's fingers teased lower, beneath the top of her jeans. The smooth skin extended deep into the soft, worn cotton of her Levi's.Camille smiled and whispered, "Hardwood floors?", as her finger found her patron's wetness. And then withdrew.Her patron gasped,. It was weak, smoke where Olivia had been a fire, but it was there.Lucas leaned forward. His eyes intense and like glued to mine. “I...” he gasped, “Oh fuck, it feels so good.” He pulled his belt free and pulled his pants down.I was frozen. I didn’t know what to say. Watching Lucas become Allurin was outside of everything I knew that was like possible.His penis was hard and large, pointing at me from where he stood, but his transformation had already started. I stared at where his balls should.