My meal arrived while I was still talking with them.After I ate, I drove by the house I occupied as Aaron MacDonald. It was dark and obviously vacant....I had hidden a key, and I knew the code to disarm the security system, but upon reflection, I didn't want to go there. It would be too much like visiting my own grave. Instead, I went to Scottsdale Fashion Center. My new killer body needed some new killer clothes. I dressed myself the way I liked women to dress when I was a man, which meant I. Frank had frozen and had no idea what to do. She was becoming increasingly vocal with her Ows, shits, and dammits and she felt on the verge of crying. She feared that if she began to do that she would lose herself in the emotional response and perhaps limit her ability to act so she reached down to grab Frank’s member so as to force it into herself, she knew what got the little bastard’s attention. Frank had lost his erection though and looking at him in surprise at that she saw that he was. “Are you totally out of your mind? I’m your sister you weirdo!”“I’m sorry, but the scent of your pussy… the feel of your panties… just the thought of that delicate material pressed against you… it just turns me on. I can’t help it.”With that I noticed her eyes glance at my cock, which apparently had begun reacting to my consideration of why I was so compelled to masturbate with her unmentionables. My fear was still present, but somehow it was overcome by my own perversion. My balls had relaxed,. My breasts were on the smaller side and I was naturally thin - so much so, to the point my hip bones protruded and I looked a little elvish.But I was healthy, despite being so petite.Desirable, or at least fuckable, well, that was a different thing. I was still a virgin, after all. No guys had ever come knocking on mom’s door to invite me to anything, ever.“Obedient daughters don’ t say “no”,” he growled.Daddy crossed the space between us in two short seconds, pulled on my shirt, tearing it.